"I'm going out to do something. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info waved to stop the Thoss warrior who wanted to get up and follow, patted Morey on the shoulder beside him to signal his reassurance, and Thor left the table and walked outside the tavern.

A few meters away, at the mouth of the alley leading to the warehouse, a horse-drawn carriage was quietly parked, the same one that Leon had ridden in the morning.

Thor approached slowly, and the driver was still staring straight ahead, as if he had no interest in anyone or anything other than the task of driving.

The door creaked open, and Thor stepped up the ladder and sat down in the cramped compartment once more.

"Ahh

"You're the most witty bard I've ever met—" Thor sighed helplessly as he spread his hands and rested his arms on his knees, and although they were both members of the Conrad family, the two had very different personalities.

Susie was more calm, calm and calm, while Leon made Saul very unsure, he was sometimes calm, sometimes crazy, and from time to time he said a few bad jokes, so that people couldn't grasp what he was thinking, and Saul couldn't help but wonder if he had some kind of schizophrenia or something.

"Well, since you don't like to hear it, let's go—" As the man's voice fell, the horse's hooves sounded softly, the wheels rolled forward slowly, and the carriage was pulled.

Leon fell silent again, the exact opposite of his cheerful attitude just now, his hands closed in a strange posture, his ten fingers bent, his middle finger and index finger clasped together, looking strange and awkward.

As if immersed in his own world, he stopped talking to Thor, and began to prayed something in this strange gesture, which made people shudder when he was now dressed in a black hooded robe and a silver holy belt.

For example, Thor who was sitting opposite him felt very uncomfortable at the moment, even in the face of vicious jackals, tigers and leopards and even huge dragon whales, Thor had never felt so uncomfortable as he did now.

Sticking his head out of the window, he could still feel a breath of fresh air even though the windows were closed by curtains, and Thor breathed as hard as he could, easing his displeasure.

As the light outside the window became weaker and weaker, and the sound of horses' hooves in his ears continued to echo endlessly, Thor wondered if they had already run around the whole of Worms, only that his butt in the car was hurting, but he hadn't reached the place yet.

Leon on the other side was still praying his prayers, and Thor was actually starting to miss his witticisms a little, even if he made fun of Thor and joked about it, it was much more comfortable than the oppressive atmosphere in the carriage at this time.

Fortunately, just when there was no longer a little seeping light outside the car window, there was a horse roar, and the car stopped.

Leon slowly opened his eyes, stopped praying, parted his strangely folded hands, and whispered:

"Looks like we've arrived. He solemnly straightened his clothes a few times, and put the hood on the back of his head, covering his long, bright dark blonde hair, and hiding his handsome face in the darkness created by the hat.

Smoothing the two silver-white holy belts on his shoulders, he finally lifted the robe at the corners of his legs, pushed the car door and said to Thor:

"Come on, Mr. Thor, don't let the others wait. With that, he walked down from the carriage first.

Thor nodded, didn't speak, and got out of the carriage after Leon, and a starry sky appeared in the sky outside, and the night shrouded the town, and before you knew it, it was night.

Looking up, they seemed to be in the lower part of Worms, surrounded by low stone bungalows, which were common in the lower district, and he and Leon were standing in front of a dilapidated house that was almost identical to the other houses around.

With a whip sound, the carriage slowly left, and disappeared into the depths of the unknown dark street with the sound of hooves.

There wasn't a single lighted torch on the street, Thor wasn't even sure if there were still living people living in the surrounding houses, and in the dark streets covered in the darkness of the night, he could only hear himself and Leon breathing, as if they were the only creatures left here.

"Let's go—" Leon's head was completely covered by a hood, his black robe blended into the night, and his voice was solemn and majestic, completely no longer laughing with Thor.

After saying that, he gently pushed the door open, and with a long and hollow "creak" sound, the door opened, and the room was so dark that nothing could be seen, only a little dust like a star in the universe, reflecting a small glimmer in the air by the moonlight.

The two of them stepped into the room, which seemed to be an abandoned old thing, with many abandoned things in a mess, a long tattered and dusty table lying quietly in the middle of the room, with loose chairs on the floor, broken bamboo baskets, and many torn strips of rags, barely visible in the moonlight.

Ignoring the rubbish, Leon led Thor around the long table and walked straight to the inside of the small room, which was a bare wall with a few straw hats and old clothes that no one was wearing.

Leon reached out and stroked the wall gently, and after a moment his palm stopped on a piece of wall that didn't look like anything special, and pressed down hard, and then a palm-sized stone wall under his palm was pressed down.

"Rumble-" After two violent sounds, a gap slowly opened on the flat ground beside Leon, as if it was a secret passage to some underground secret room.

The narrow passage leads to the ground by a smooth staircase, and two flaming torches are lit on the walls on both sides at intervals, and from the top down, the entire secret passage stretches and curves, as if there is no end, and only bright red points of light can be seen as far as the eye can see.

"Follow me. Leon leaned down and slowly entered the secret passage that led to the underground, and since the carriage had been moving, he had become silent, and when he could, he would never say much.

Thor followed him silently, down the winding tunnel, the air filled with a cold, decaying smell that reminded him of the Worms sewers he had once lost.

In contrast, Thor felt that he would rather go back to the filthy sewers, because here he felt an inexplicable feeling of disgust and discomfort, far more than physical, and perhaps mental.

Finally, after a long staircase, the two came to a small room made of stone, surrounded by large chunks of damp stone, and weeds and vines stubbornly burrowed out of the cracks.

"Is this it?" Thor looked around suspiciously, the small chamber illuminated with torches, but it was surrounded by stone walls, and there was no one to see except for the overgrown weeds, so it was clear that this was not the place the two of them were coming.

"Not yet—" Leon Conrad said as he walked to the nearest wall, his hood covering Thor from making him unable to see his face, and he stretched out his right hand with the silver-white ring on his finger that symbolized the door and the eye.

Then, the ring gently touches the wall.

In an instant, Thor seemed to hear countless inhuman whispers slipping past his ears, and a sigh seemed to sound in the dark, and then, with a loud "boom", the stone wall slowly and calmly rose upward, it turned out that it was not a wall, but a door.

"We're here—" As Leon's words fell, the two entered the rising stone door, and Thor couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise, he couldn't imagine that there was such a world in the depths of the earth.

In front of me is an extremely large room that looks like a huge square, or it should not be described as a room at all, it is clearly an underground square-like building.

Huge cold stones paved the ground, and white marble pillars rose up to a height of fifty meters, supporting the ceiling that he could not see.

Torches were planted on the pillars, and according to Saul's estimates, there were at least seventy or eighty such stone pillars, and the entire underground square was probably the size of a football field in his previous life.

At this moment, in the very center, there are two rows of members wearing black hoods like Leon, they are quietly separated on both sides, I don't know how long they have been standing here, when Thor stepped through the stone door, several people turned their heads sideways to look at him, their faces were covered by hoods, Thor could only see the darkness under the robes, which made him feel that the people here seemed to have no substance, just an unknown darkness wrapped in human clothing.

In the middle of the two rows of people standing still, there was an ordinary wooden chair, and a man also dressed in black robes sat motionless on the chair, as if even Thor's arrival could not attract any attention to him.

Leon quickened his pace slightly, leading Thor through the crowd on either side of the line, and walked straight towards the black-robed man sitting in a chair.

As he passed through the crowd, Thor could feel curious, surprised, and even jealous glances coming from under the pitch-black hood, but this made Thor breathe a sigh of relief, and he understood that it was humans hidden under his clothes, not something incomprehensibly terrifying.

"The Great One, the Child of Prophecy has come—" Leon came to the seated black-robed man, and bowed deeply, his waist almost parallel to the ground, his upper and lower body at ninety degrees, and the two silver-white holy bands hanging straight down, and perpendicular to the ground, which looked like some peculiar pattern.

But soon he straightened up again, quietly waiting for the man in front of him to speak.

Thor also held his breath, it sounds like the person in front of him who is called the Great One should be the leader of the entire organization, and he seems to be called the Child of Prophecy?

Just as he was thinking to himself, the sitting black-robed man spoke, it was a very strange tone, although he still used human vocal cords to speak, but as if he was not proficient in the vocal methods that had been used for decades, he bit his tongue in an extremely strange tone:

"Very good—very good—let's start deciphering it—" With that, he stood up and walked towards the square behind him, and Leon pulled Thor and motioned for him to follow.

The members, who were lined up in two rows on the left and right, also plucked the burning torch from the pillar and followed the black-robed man and Thor and Leon to the depths.