Scene 353 Requiem III

Each of the twelve witches stood under a hazelnut tree and began to sing an ancient song. Suddenly, seven stone pillars on the grass in the forest broke through the ground without a sound, and a huge stone rose from the soil between the stone pillars. Holy white rock, there is a crack in the rock, and the black hole looks like the gate to hell.

It is easy to see that the stone gate and stone pillars are artificially carved from natural rocks, and there are some crooked characters on them, which are eroded and blurred. Brando can barely tell that it should be an ancient dwarven text.

"My lord, this door can only last for half a quarter of an hour, please quickly decide who you want to take with you." Babasha said in a hoarse voice as soon as the white rock appeared.

Brando had already decided on the candidate, "Babasa, you choose five reliable men to go in with me first. Earl Odin, you lead the knights and then enter, and the rest, protect Her Royal Highness, I want you Swear to the Goddess of the Pillars of Purgatory."

"Don't worry, Mr. Brando." Earl Odin replied with a knight salute. The relationship between him and Brando seems to have naturally turned into a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but the earl is not narrow-minded, and understands that Brando is far more qualified to give orders here than he is, so he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

The witches obeyed their words obediently, and Earl Odin sighed again. Although the witches would occasionally make deals with secular power, they would never behave so respectfully. He didn't really believe what the old witch said that Brando had helped them, but he doubted Brando's other experience: he already knew that Brando was a descendant of Sword Saint Darus, and he also knew that Brando Dou once learned the knowledge of wizards from a very powerful hermit wizard, and Earl Odin doubted that it was Turaman, so he subconsciously attributed the relationship between the witches and Brando to the fact that they might have benefited from that The owner of Mithril Castle.

"Mr. Brando" the half-elf girl just spoke, but was interrupted by Brando, "Your Highness, please stay here to make me feel at ease. Because whether it is you or me, Eruin always needs someone to know it How should I go on in the future, I may be a little arrogant to say this, but I don't want my efforts to be in vain."

Princess Griffin watched him carefully. "Then I order you to come back, can you do it?"

Brando didn't answer. How to ask him to answer, he has no idea. Perhaps the people from Jorgendigon were a bunch of mindless troglodytes who had no idea that there would be a secret passage leading to the hills north of Ampersel. So they came out in full force, or only one reserve team stayed behind, allowing him to easily tear down the Flame Gate.

Of course, he also hoped so. But he knew in his heart that it was more likely to be the exact opposite. The demons guarded the portal heavily, and they only had a chance of success. He didn't know what he was going to face, even when Butch broke through the siege, he didn't have such a doubt in his heart.

History had completely changed, and for the first time he could not see the inevitable outcome behind the fog. But there was surprisingly no fear in his heart, his mind was clear, and he knew exactly what he was going to do.

"Then it's an agreement," Brando smiled slightly, "If I'm unlucky and die, I'll ask Earl Odin to send my body back."

This joke was not very clever, Her Royal Highness frowned and looked at him and only said two words: "Alive."

"...I will do my best, no one will want to die, Your Royal Highness."

Princess Griffin just glanced at him quietly,

This made Brando feel very strange. He thought he would be reprimanded for this ambiguous answer, but he had made up his mind either way.

Babasha had chosen a candidate, and she brought the five witches to meet him. One of these five witches is said to be Babasha's niece, a thin middle-aged woman in her sixties, and the other three are also closely related to Babasha. The last person surprised Brando a little. It was a little girl holding a honey jar, less than half his height, with some faint freckles on the tip of her nose, and a pair of amber eyes looking at him curiously. Babasha introduced that she is her adopted daughter. Although she is only fourteen years old, she already possesses the strength of the silver rank.

Brando asked what her name was, and the little girl replied crisply, "Sugar Bowl."

Good name. Brando couldn't help but glanced at the honey jar she was holding, thinking that the little girl must like candy very much, but he didn't know if the witch would have tooth decay, maybe not.

After saying goodbye to the princess, he led the witches into the cave, followed by twelve knights. There is a small space in the crevice of the rock, which can only accommodate three people in parallel. The traces of artificially carved steps can be clearly felt on the ground. At this time, someone from behind lit a torch with a flint, and a smell of pine nut oil immediately filled the cave, but everyone could see the surrounding environment clearly.

The rocks on both sides were sharpened like knives, and in the middle a ladder was cut from between the rocks leading directly to the ground. It was not much different from Brando's memory, but the dust was very thick. He wiped his finger on the wall and drew a line After seeing the traces, Brando thought that the first player who discovered here must have felt the same way.

But at this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from behind. Brando hurriedly turned his head, and then he saw a familiar slender figure walking in from the outside, the cracks in the rock closed behind her, and they naturally merged into the surrounding rock walls without leaving a trace.

That was Princess Griffin.

"Your Highness, you..." Brando was so blinded that his eyes went dark. He finally understood what the princess's last quiet glance meant. It was meant to tell him to let his guard down, but the tragedy was that he actually ran headfirst into the trap.

"Mr. Brando, you are not very smart."

"Okay, I admit I'm an idiot. But I will order Babasa to take you out of another secret passage, Your Royal Highness, you can't trouble me." Brando replied angrily.

"Unless you kill me," Princess Griffin replied coldly, "no one can take me away, you can try, Mr. Brando. I dare to use my actions to practice every word of mine talk."

"Your Highness Princess...don't be like this..." Brando wanted to say stubbornness, but he suddenly remembered that Her Royal Highness Princess was famous for her stubbornness in history, and she might really do what she said.

He suddenly became one head and two older, and he suddenly missed Antitina who obeyed him, or at least Qian and Metisa were more relieved than this princess.

"Mr. Brando, I said that you are not smart, not because I lied to you," Her Royal Highness softened her tone when she saw the hesitant look on his face: "Have you ever thought that if you fail, you will still be able to return?" Will there be Aruin? The devil will destroy all of this, haven't you already told me. I want to be with you and watch you save this ancient kingdom with your own hands."

"If you fail," Her Royal Highness looked at him quietly, "I will die for this kingdom together with you. I will at least bury our ideals in the dust with my own hands. I will die beside my knights."

Brando felt his heart skip a beat.

He didn't know if the princess said that on purpose, but when he saw the half-elf girl's extremely serious eyes, he suddenly felt that he had been seen through by the other party.

But I have to admit that he really didn't think of this. If he fails, Eruin will be wiped out under the invasion of the demons. After losing him and Valhalla, can the Eruin rebuild a kingdom on top of the ruins? Will the rebuilt kingdom bear the burden? With the same belief, everything is still unknown.

Even whether the Eruin can survive the disaster is still a question. After losing those familiar names on the land, is this kingdom still the Aruin he is familiar with?

I'm afraid not necessarily.

Her Royal Highness sees far more clearly than him, perhaps this is the difference between him and her. After all, she is an aborigine of this kingdom, and no matter how much he understands the history of this ancient kingdom, he only carries half of Brando's feelings.

He sighed, "Your Highness, come with me. Since you admit that I am your knight, then I will take the responsibility to protect you. From now on, you must not go on like this." He half complained and half warned One sentence.

Princess Griffin's eyes softened slightly.

"Babasa, you lead the way." Brando said angrily.

"Yes, Lord Lord." Babasa glanced at the princess, smiled mysteriously, picked up the torch and walked forward.

The light of the torch extended along the downward passage, and the air quickly got rid of the humid atmosphere outside and became dry. Occasionally, one or two sparks from the pitch torch would fall on Babasha's witch hat. Apart from this, it was difficult to hear any other sounds in the silent underground.

Of course, except for the rustling footsteps of a group of people.

Brando felt that Her Majesty the Princess next to her was a little nervous, which is not surprising. Although she was born to receive various aristocratic educations, she must remain calm and calm at all times, but after all, she is still a noble girl born in the royal family. I am afraid that I have never had the experience of exploring in the wild in my life, let alone exploring deep into the underground of the castle. Anyone will inevitably have some weird hallucinations in their minds, and the princess is no exception.

"Mr. Brando, who built these tunnels?" Princess Griffin was curious when she saw this mysterious tunnel underground in Amperesel with her own eyes. As if to get rid of that faint anxiety, she asked in a low voice.

"It should be a dwarf, but I don't know which branch it is." Brando replied casually.

"It should be the rune dwarf, my lord." The old witch Babasa replied in front.

So that's the case, Brando didn't expect that this was another ruin of a rune dwarf. However, there are almost no details about the authentic background here in the sword of amber. It seems that the core key is still in the secret passage that the players have not discovered.

After a brief conversation, the surroundings quickly fell into silence again. The corridor began to become narrower, only allowing two people to walk side by side. Brando and Her Royal Highness had to get closer. The knights also noticed that the underground steps began to seep, and the traces of artificial carvings had become very blurred from here, and the surrounding stone walls were washed back to their original state by the groundwater seeping from above.

After walking like this for about a quarter of an hour, the artificial corridor completely disappeared, and a cliff appeared in front of it, and a slanted gap cut off the corridor. Holding up the torch, one could see a smooth natural stone wall in front of it.

Brando signaled Babasa to extinguish the torch, and then he took out a lighting crystal. This crystal basically belongs to the kind of cheap goods that can be seen everywhere, and the light emitted is very dim.

But it's not that Brando didn't have a better choice, but he did it deliberately. He hasn't forgotten that the spider mother's lair is under the cliff, and going down with a hot light source is like throwing himself into a trap.

After changing the light source, Brando blessed everyone with the Wing of Wind spell. An elementalist in his early twenties, his Wind Wings were not enough to make people fly, but they were enough to use as a slow fall technique. A group of people slowly fell from the cliff, and it took a few minutes to reach the bottom.

Under the cliff was a completely different scene, and the knights soon discovered that there was an underground river below. The pebble beaches on both sides of the river bank are covered with layers of white spider webs, countless spider eggs are clearly visible under the webs, and even a fist-sized spider can be seen crawling between the spider webs.

Brando looked up subconsciously, and saw that the sloping cliffs were full of dense black meatball-like spiders, piled up in layers, and his scalp exploded suddenly. He couldn't help but yelled in secret for the rest of his life, it was exactly the same as in the game back then.

When they came here to take risks, he subconsciously glanced at the top of his head, but he yelled out in fright. At that time, the spider mother was lured out, and the group was wiped out as a result. He was severely repaired by his senior sister once before, and now he still blushes when he thinks about it.

But this is really disgusting. There is a dense floating wall of insects on the top of the head, and it feels as if it will fall on your head at any time. Even if he was mentally prepared, he was still terrified.

"Listen up, everyone, don't look at the top of your head." Withdrawing his gaze, he immediately warned.

The knights did as they were told, but Princess Griffin was very keen and seemed to have guessed what might be over her head. Brando felt that her face was a little pale, and touched his hand with her hand a few times, but put it back immediately.

He didn't expect the princess to be so afraid of spiders. If he had known earlier, maybe he should let her look at the top of his head. Maybe Princess Griffin would have hugged him in fright. Brando can't help thinking so badly, of course, that's just thinking about it.

"Mr. Brando, these spiders must have some origin." Princess Griffin asked with a pale face. She knew that it was impossible for so many spiders to gather together inexplicably, the only possibility was that there was a lair of monsters here.

Brando nodded: "It is said that the owner here is the mother of a spider called Annalons, and that monster had civilized elements and even the terrifying power of the side of truth as early as one or two hundred years ago. It is said that its The element is the net, which has both the meaning of restraint and the meaning of connection, and it can control every thread here.”

"By the way, don't touch those nets, not a single thread." Brando reminded. He didn't come to brush up dungeons, it's better not to provoke that scary female spider if he can.

Hearing what he said, everyone was shocked. But at this moment, Brando heard a rustling sound from one direction.

That didn't sound like a spider's voice.

"Huh?" He was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help turning his head in that direction.

to be continued