Claire made her way down the stairs, the stone steps were slippery, and the passage widened the further down she went. Extinguished torches hung from the stone walls on either side of the wall at short intervals, and Claire deliberately observed the torches, which were covered with cobwebs and dust, and there was no oil left.

Claire uses her dark vision to observe the staircase, where the moss has been partially worn away, revealing a black-and-green staircase. The people who use the chamber are mages or races with natural dark vision, which once again supports Claire's reasoning.

He continued down, and at the end of the staircase was an old iron door, rusted and cobwebbed. The iron door was half-open and half-hidden, enough for three people to walk side by side, and a padlock was discarded on the ground, and Claire crouched down to observe, and there was no sign of the padlock being picked.

Now it is certain that the person using this secret room must be a mage.

Claire entered the iron gate, and at this time, the negative energy and death became more and more intense, and the little goblin Lily grabbed Claire's leader and refused to get out of his clothes. Claire looked around and noticed that behind the iron door was a fairly spacious lounge, a round table with a broken leg slumped to the side, and two chairs that were rotten. On the wall hung a tattered flag, as black as a stinking rag, and the shape could not be seen clearly. There were a few rusted rings nailed to them, and the rings were wriggling with worms, and Claire knew on a moment that this was where the keys were hung.

This is supposed to be some abandoned prison in Fort Savoie, Claire walked to the iron door opposite the common room, the iron door was open, and as soon as she entered, a rotten death air rushed to her face. The narrow corridors are flanked by separate cells, some with iron doors, but most with iron doors open. Negative energy and death came out of the cells, and Claire prepared her spell and entered an open cell.

Unlike ordinary cells, in addition to a bed that had long been tattered, there were two rusted iron rings embedded in the ceiling in the center of the cell, two broken hemp ropes tied to one end and one end to a dry wrist. The dry bone fell on its back, and on the tibia of its ankle were two rusty locks, the chains of which were also rusted, and the other end attached to an iron ring embedded in the ground.

This man must have been cowered in a cross shape in the cell, and then fell on his back because the hemp rope corroded and broken.

Claire looked at the cell again, and there was a row of rusted tools on the table against the wall. Although the cold light was gone, the dark red stain could tell what a chilling torture tool those scissors, whips, and soldering irons had been.

Claire's heart sank, and she crouched on the ground to observe the bones. He was an expert in anthropology, and after only a few moments, he concluded that the deceased was a woman, and from the subtle scars on the bones, it could be determined that he had been abused before his death, and the time of death was ......

There was a faint rattling sound outside the cell, and Claire was startled, and before she had time to determine the time of the deceased's death, she immediately got up and stood on the side of the cell and made a gesture to cast a spell.

He listened intently, and after that he didn't hear anything unusual, but instead of letting his guard down, he risked exposure and cast a life-detecting spell.

Still not feeling any signs of life, this did not make Claire relax, but made him more nervous. If the slight noise is caused by a small animal, it is impossible to detect life and miss that information, but since it cannot perceive any life, it means that the person who comes has extremely strong stealth skills, which has surpassed his own perception ability.

Realizing that things were out of her control, Claire stared at the cell door, barely breathing. In the process, he added a false life necromancy spell to himself, which would give him one more chance to fight back in the event of a surprise attack.

Hiding behind the iron door, Claire saw through the gap under the iron door that the dust was windless, and someone had come to this cell, which meant that the spell she had just cast had exposed herself. Claire stared at the ground for a moment, the dust kicking up on the ground in an eerie way, and he judged the stalker's location by the change in the dust. Finally, on the side of the cell door, a strange footprint appeared on the ground!

Claire no longer hesitated, and started with a finger of death, a gray-black light shot forward along his fingertips, but it disappeared in midair.

Claire's heart sank, he realized that the spell had not taken effect, and just as he was about to cast another spell to counterattack, he saw a flash of golden light, and Sen Han's sword light swept through the air, and it was about to stand in front of his throat.

Claire was not shocked, he had already inflicted a false life on himself, which could give him a chance. He ignored the sword light that was close at hand, and was just about to cast the next spell when he heard an exclamation.

"Claire!?"

Claire stopped casting, and he stared blankly at a figure appearing in the void in front of him. The man was dressed in a black hunting suit that was easy to move around, his long blond hair was heroically tied into a ponytail, and his eyes were like stars in the night sky.

This person is actually Vivien Leigh!

"Princess?!" Claire asked in amazement, abandoning the spell, "why are you here?"

"I had just gone to check on the garbage delivery team, and when I passed by the alley above, I noticed that something was wrong. Vivien Leigh put the holy sword down and asked in the same amazement, "What about you, why are you here?"

So Claire told how he sensed the dead air and negative energy here, and how he found the secret room mechanism.

At the end, Claire complimented, "I said who is so powerful that he can hide my magic perception and subdue me while resisting the finger of death." I didn't expect it to be Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

"That's just because you didn't distance yourself from me!Besides, if you really swing the sword just now, you probably won't be able to defeat you, right? You can attack me at such a close distance, and there is still a chance to counterattack, Claire, you are really powerful!" The two exchanged two words of business, and Fei Wen Li complained again, "It's okay to call me Fei Wen Li, Claire, I really don't know what to say about you!"

Claire smiled rarely, and this time he nodded yes, "Okay! ”

Fei Wenli nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Did you find out anything?"

"We're just getting started. ”

After a brief exchange between the two, Vivien Leigh stood guard at the door to help Claire keep guard. With Vivien Leigh's help this time, Claire can concentrate on finding out the cause and time of death of the bones.

However, the result surprised him.

"How's it going?" Fei Wenli asked in a suppressed voice when she saw him get up.

"Hmm. Claire nodded, then shook her head, "It's not the missing citizens, it's been dead at least five hundred years ago, and it was tortured to death." ”

"Huh!?" Fei Wenli glanced at the skeleton in surprise, "Five hundred years?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you want to keep going inside?" asked Vivien Leigh hesitantly.

"I wanted to keep looking inside, and I always felt like something was wrong. Claire nodded.

"Then I'll go ahead and defend you. Vivien Leigh did as she was told, and she walked in front of her, calmly entrusting her back to Claire.

She hadn't seen her in years, and Claire smiled at her rare trust. 166 Reading Network