As she watched the black-haired girl slide down the chain, Cesyana couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.

It's not that I don't like Naria...... It's just that in this case, it's obviously Rosa Latus, the experienced mercenary, who can help more.

"Here. He tapped the iron railing, guiding the girl who could not adjust to the dim light below for a while, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to grope around.

He was sure that Nalya was running straight in his direction, but it seemed that in the blink of an eye, he didn't know who had changed positions, and he watched as Naria's back ran in the opposite direction.

“...... Over here. He had to be embarrassed to remind again.

Naria paused, turned and ran back.

"This crazy woman!"

Sesyana heard her curse under her breath, apparently choking on the odd castle too.

"Where's Rosa, isn't she here?" asked Nalia as soon as she ran to the bar.

"No. Sesyana replied with a frown. He counted that there were only eight cells in total, and that they would change positions every once in a while, and that there was no pattern in them. In addition to Linde, there were two other cells that were apparently empty of skeletons, and the others were all empty. He was counting on Rosa and Naria to be together.

"Mad woman!" Nalya stomped her foot in hatred, but could not curse anything else.

In another cell, Lind muttered something vaguely, and Cesyana was secretly relieved that he was still alive anyway.

"Who's that?" Naria looked back confusedly. Trying to discern the shadows in the darkness.

"Lind Star...... One of the elves on the Silent Voice, he was probably the one we were chasing. ”

“...... Does he have news of Norway and Tess?" Naria asked in surprise.

"Even if he had, he wouldn't be able to tell you anything right now...... He was a little delirious. Probably sick. ”

“...... Elves get sick too?"

Sesyana smiled silently and wryly.

"Anyway, we need to get out of this place as soon as possible!" Naria began to grope her way on the bar, "Tess taught me a little bit how to pick locks, oh, I knew I should have learned a little bit......"

"There's no door here. Sesyana shattered her hopes with one sentence.

Naria was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but kick the iron bar angrily.

As if the unconscious metal knew revenge, the girl let out a short exclamation. Unprepared, he was thrown out and slammed to the ground.

She had been holding her right hand at the bar, and the sudden re-movement of the cell easily brought her down.

Sesyana looked at her motionless figure with some concern—it wasn't a light fall.

But Narya soon got up without a sound. Discerning the direction, he rushed in front of him again, his eyes sparkling with some incomprehensible excitement under his messy black hair.

"I have a way!" she announced loudly.

Naria's "solution" was to rip off the chain. Round and round. Tightly wrapped around the bars of the two adjacent cells.

"If they suddenly move farther away......" the girl gestured with her hand.

Sesyana nodded. He understood Naria's plan, and she wanted to forcibly tear the bars of the cell apart with the help of chains and sudden distances. That seems to work, but ......

He looked at the well that Nalya had climbed down not far away—if that was the only exit, how would they get out without the chains...... He couldn't jump that high.

But now doesn't seem like a good time to remind Naria about this. The girl was impatiently circling in circles, waiting for the next move of the cell without warning.

“...... You'd better get down on your stomach. Sesyana said.

No one knew how the cell would move, and he didn't want to see Nalya cut in two by the taut chains.

Naria obediently crouched down, looking left and right with her head up, expectantly.

It didn't take long. In the faint moonlight, a dark shadow whistled overhead, and a loud sound seemed to shake the entire underground. Sethyana leaned slightly to counteract the violent tremors. An irrepressible smile crossed her lips.

The bars in front of him were not torn off, but the bars of another cell were pulled out of the stone wall and smashed hard.

But at least, it works!

But the sound probably has spread throughout the castle...... They have to do it as soon as possible.

Naria jumped up with cheer and rushed over to untie the chains and go around the bars of another cell.

It took them a long time to get Linde out, and the weak elf was so hot that he could barely stand. It was only when she got to the bottom of the well that Naria realized that her "solution" had solved one problem and created another...... But Sesyana already had an idea.

He dragged the entire iron fence that had been completely torn out to the mouth of the well, and when it was barely erected, he grabbed one end of the chain and stepped on it to jump with his strength, and he was able to grasp the edge of the well.

Naria gave him a heartfelt compliment without hesitation.

He was already sweating when he pulled both Naria and Lindh up from the well, and the scenery around him had changed twice, but no one had come quietly, which only made Sesyana even more uneasy.

"I always felt like that woman was watching us somewhere......" Narya whispered in his ear, apparently feeling the same way.

Sesyana dragged the burnt Linde against his shoulder and looked up at the castle not far away. The dark castle was still eerily quiet, with only a few windows shining through the light, as if a few one-eyed, with contempt and mockery, stared at them coldly.

"We have to go back to the castle. He said.

Naria nodded: "Now that I think about it, that crazy woman's servants are all girls...... Maybe she kept Rosa in the castle instead of the dungeon. ”

While dining with Lady Raven, they had met several maids, each of whom was young, quiet, and delicate. No matter what means the crow used to find these girls, Rosa should be the type she would like.

"How did you escape?" asked Sesyana. He always felt that Rosa should be the one who could escape faster......

"Climb the chimney!" replied Naria, not without smugness.

Only then did Sesyana realize where the pieces of black ash on her face had come from, and she couldn't help but be a little speechless - and a little admired.

Because they had to take Linde with them, they were moving extremely slowly, and the ever-changing path was even more troublesome. Sometimes the castle is already close at hand, but it is blocked by the crazy growth of roses, and it is impossible to move forward, and this castle, which is as beautiful as a dream at first sight during the day, now looks eerie and hideous, as if there is danger hidden in every corner, and people can't help but feel terrified in their hearts.

When the gates of the main fort finally appeared in front of them, they looked at each other in disbelief, unsure if it was some kind of trap - despite the fact that they had not encountered any along the way.

The gates of the main castle were open, just as they had been when the crows had stood on the steps to welcome them, but now, without the decoration of sunlight, the door of the black hole looked like the jaws of some monster, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

A clear birdsong rang out suddenly. On a branch next to the door, a white crow that flew in at some point was looking down at them.

It was as white as snow, much larger than a crow, but light as a white flower when it landed on the branches. A pair of blood-red eyes looked down at them silently. In the moonlight, those eyes were like two translucent red gems, although they were weird, but strangely there was no sense of evil.

“...... Could that be her change?" asked Naria quietly as she touched the silver bird on her chest, which also had blood-colored eyes, and involuntarily approached Sesyana.

Sethyana didn't say anything. He just looked at the strange white crow without fear until it flapped its wings and flew away.

"Yes or no, we've got to get in. The Sword Dancer replied in a deep voice, and with a free hand, he gently shook Naria's arm.

The girl took a deep breath and stepped up the steps.

The lights flickered and went out one by one with their footsteps, illuminating the thick, patterned curtains and portraits on the walls in front of them.

“...... She really likes herself. Naria whispered, with a hint of disdain in her tone, but also a look of envy that could not be concealed.

Each portrait is depicted with crows, different styles, different dresses, and different hairstyles...... Each one is young and beautiful, with skin like snow, but there is an indescribable confusion and sadness on his face, which makes Naria's mood involuntarily heavier and heavier. It's as if each portrait is a piece of the life of a crow, and they have passed away......

Linde's shuffling footsteps were unusually clear in the hallway, but still no one came out to take a look, as if there were no living people in the castle other than them.

Sesyana tried to push open every door he saw, but each one was closed, and there was not a single light coming through the cracks...... There may not be a room behind the door.

At this time, Nalya even wished that Lady Raven would appear in front of them with a sneer—at least a living person who could speak, to communicate, not the silent corridor in front of her, which seemed to stretch infinitely.

Sesyana suddenly stopped and gently grabbed Naria.

Usually that means that the elf heard something that Naria couldn't hear, but he stood there quietly for a long time, motionless, with only deeper and deeper doubts on his face, but Narya never heard anything, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What did you hear?"

“...... Song. After a while, Sesyana replied softly, uncertainly, "Rosa...... Singing?".

(To be continued......)