The storm did not stop, and began to be accompanied by thunder and lightning, pressing on the female mage. Catherine patted the wall and said, "Architect, I have snatched the Demon King according to your instructions. Shouldn't you give me some help, too?, or the three northern kings will snatch him back. After the mage finished speaking, the wall behind her seemed to come to life, slowly swallowing her in.

Catherine came to a beautiful prairie with a blue sky and endless meadows full of blue four-leaf flowers. It's quiet and peaceful, and even the breeze has a hint of warmth. The mage saw a small wooden house with a sloping roof not far away, and smoke rose from the chimney of the wooden house, as if to beckon the occasional guest to visit.

Catherine walked towards the hut with the roast rabbit in her hand, and with her current knowledge, she could probably guess that it was the architect's castle of souls. The friendly, powerful, and mysterious architect should have been waiting for him in his cabin.

Walking on the green carpet of grass is an absolute treat. Catherine came to the hut and did not rush through the door. She reluctantly raised her head to look at the blue sky, and took one last breath of the grassy air, before reaching out and knocking on the wooden door.

The door to the hut creaked open. A group of naked children rushed out cheerfully, screaming and laughing and running to the grass to play, and there were seven or eight men and women. The youngest of them is a little girl with a garland of four-leaf velover on her head. She pulled up Catherine's robe, wiped her snot, and asked, "Are you a guest invited by Daddy?"

"Daddy?" the mage immediately laughed, "yes, where's your father?"

The little girl said, "Dad and my brother went to the forest to cut trees. ”

"There's a forest here?" Catherine was a little surprised.

"Yes, yes. The little girl pulled up the mage's robe and showed her way.

The little girl staggered and led the mage to the back of the hut, where a dense forest was painted on the back wall. This dense forest is painted realistically and darkly, which is extremely incongruous with the atmosphere of the whole grassland.

The little girl said, "Daddy and brother are there." She pointed to a corner of the forest, where the trees were tall and stout, and a few spots of light could be seen faintly in the gaps in the leaves.

"We can't go, though. Dad said we can only go when we grow up, and we have to watch the house now. After the little girl finished speaking, she ran away after a butterfly that flew from nowhere.

The female mage's logical thinking told herself that it was not by chance that the little girl had brought her here. Did the architect want to meet him in this dense forest?

"Why don't you go in?" Catherine's voice came from the Demon King's hand. The voice was weak, and it seemed that it took him a lot of effort to say it.

Catherine brought the roast rabbit up in front of her, and the guy's mouth was open and closed, and his stomach was still red, as if there was a life breathing inside.

"You're not dead yet?"

"It's early, it's early. The Demon King grinned hard, "Go meet the architect, he can help you." ”

Catherine put down the roast rabbit and walked towards the dense forest in the painting. She stepped in, the thick branches of her head covering the sky, and the sound of insects chirping all around. The female mage didn't like the dark atmosphere of the jungle, as if there was danger lurking around every corner.

And there was no road here, and Catherine didn't know where the architect would be. Fortunately, she listened quietly for a while, and found the sound of the stream in the irritable chirping of insects. So the mage walked in that direction, and soon found a stream that flowed under the knotted roots. She trudged along the creek, which widened and led Catherine to the edge of a cliff.

Here the creek forms a waterfall that falls more than a dozen meters below - a deep pool. Catherine saw a bonfire being lit on a platform made of several large stones by the waterhole, and two fish were being grilled. The smell of grilled fish wafted up, making Catherine feel a little hungry.

The man sitting by the campfire, apparently spotting the mage looking over the cliff, beckoned Catherine to come over. The female mage guessed that the man was the architect. She chose the simplest and most straightforward way to go down - jumping into a pool.

As it turned out, Catherine fell headlong into the pool, and fell to the ground. Because this waterhole is far from being as deep as it seems, and the water is not knee-deep. Fortunately, the female mage was not harmed in any real way, and the water was very sweet.

The person sitting on the edge of the pool laughed, this is a handsome man with a head of nearly 2 meters. He was tattooed all over his body in glittering ancient elven language, and his blond hair was tied back in a shawl. He walked into the waterhole and scooped up the female mage and put it on his shoulder.

Catherine sensed that the man was actually naked, but it was easy to ignore this because of the ancient elven language that covered his body. The female mage's face was a little red. The man laid her down by the campfire, and Catherine sat with her head covered and roasting her robe. In fact, her robe did not need to be baked, and it was already dried the moment she left the pool.

The handsome man grabbed a grilled fish stuck in a branch and handed it to the mage, who took it and ate it silently. The man turned and walked into the pool again, grabbing the roasted rabbit that had been soaked in the water—the Demon King was already drowning and dying, and it was far worse than Catherine's.

"Wait, where have you been?" Catherine suddenly noticed that she was not paying attention, and the handsome man was gone. She hurriedly raised her head and searched around, only to see a figure disappearing into the dense forest.

The architect is gone with the Demon King. The female mage was a little dazed and a little uneasy.

"Boom", "boom", there was a loud sound behind Catherine, and the earth trembled. The mage turned around and saw tall trees falling from time to time in the forest, as if a behemoth was marching through the forest. The behemoth is undoubtedly heading in the direction of the waterhole.

In the ancient dense forest, there are always some incredible creatures living there. Catherine was frightened by the noise, and as an adventurer, she knew that the water source was the most dangerous place.

She jumped up and immediately ran in the direction of the handsome man. But Catherine ran to the edge of the woods and found that it was too bushy to walk in. A fine sweat broke out on the female mage's head. She looked around, and the waterhole was covered with these sharp brown bushes. Even if she had a sharp blade to open the way, she couldn't easily leave as a magician.

"I was imprisoned. A thought flashed through Catherine, and she looked back at the cliff from which she had jumped. The cliffs have become hundreds of meters high, and the waterfalls have dried up. The waterhole is nowhere to be found, leaving only a puff of fine sand.

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