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Dragons can talk?

Of course! They speak the oldest language, the language we use to perform illusions and illusions, and we have worked very hard to learn them, and most of them are incomplete. （.

. m) No one has ever learned that language completely, not even a tenth

。 Humans don't have time to learn, but dragons can live a thousand years...... So it's probably not hard for you to imagine that they are worth talking to.

Is there a dragon here on Etuan Island?

I think it's been centuries since it was gone, and there are no dragons on the island of Karigon. But it is said that there are still many dragons in the mountains of the northernmost island of your empire. As for the inner ring islands, they are now inhabited in the far westernmost part of the country, the uninhabited and uninhabited islands of the far west. When they are hungry, they fly to the eastern islands to prey, but that is rare. I've been to an island and seen dragons gather and flutter there, their wings spread out and hovering like autumn leaves, flying high over the western oceans. He saw through the dark mural, the earth and the darkness, the open sea stretching out into the setting sun, and the golden dragon churning in the golden wind and smoke.

You lied, the girl said sharply: You are making it up.

He looked at her in amazement, why am I lying, Aerha?

so that I feel like a fool, stupid and gutsless; So that you can become wise, courageous, powerful, and a dragon master, this and that. You have seen the dragon dance, you have seen the white towers of Hefno, you know everything; And I don't know anything, I haven't seen anything in the world. But what you say is a lie! You're nothing, just a thief and a prisoner, you don't even have a soul, and you never want to leave this place. It doesn't matter if there are oceans, dragons, white towers, or anything like that, you'll never see them again, and you won't even want to catch another glimpse of the sun. All I know is the darkness of the night, but it's real, and it's all I have to know eventually. Silence and darkness. Wizard, you know everything; And I only know one thing, but it's one thing that is true!

He lowered his head, two long, copper-brown hands resting on his knees. She saw four more scars on his cheeks. He went deeper into the darkness than she did, and he knew more about death than she did...... A resentment from him suddenly surged into her heart, instantly stuck in her throat. Why is he sitting there, defenseless, and yet so strong? Why couldn't she hit him?

I'll let you live, she blurted out suddenly, without the slightest thought: she wanted to see what the warlock's tricks looked like. As long as you show me some tricks, you can continue to live. If you don't know anything but some tricks, I'll have to get rid of you, understand?

Got it.

Great, let's get started.

He buried his head in his hands for a moment and moved his position. The hoop made him uncomfortable at all except lying flat.

Finally, he looked up and said with a serious face: "Ahha, listen to me, I am a mage, that is, what you call a wizard and warlock. I have some skill and strength, that's true. But in this place of Taikooli, my strength is very small, and the technique does not listen to me, which is also true. Although I can perform illusions for you and let you see all kinds of wonders, it is the most subtle part of the witchcraft. I used to play illusions when I was a kid. I can even manipulate those illusions here, no problem; The point is, if you believe in those illusions, you will feel scared, and if that fear turns to anger, you may want to kill me. But if you don't believe in those illusions, you'll think they're just tricks, as you just said. As a result, I'm going to die. But at this moment, my goal and ** is to continue to live.

She laughed at this, and she said, "Oh, you're going to live for a while, don't you see that?" How stupid! Okay, let me see the illusions. I know they're fake, and I'm not afraid. Even if they're true, I won't be afraid. Go ahead and get started. Your precious flesh is safe for now, at least tonight.

Hearing this, he smiled just like she had just done. The two of them played with his life like a ball, and threw it over

What do you want me to show you?

What can you perform?

Anything goes

What a brag!

No, I'm not boasting, he said, apparently a little stabbed: I don't mean to boast anyway.

Show a few hands what you think is worth seeing, anything!

He looked down at both hands for a moment. Nothing appeared. The animal fat candles in her lanterns shone steadily, and the shadowy paintings on the walls showed the winged but flightless figures staring at the two of them with dark red-white eyes. There was not a sound around. She sighed in disappointment, even a little sad. He is so weak that he can only talk big and cannot change anything. He's nothing, but a good liar, not even a clever thief. Never mind. She finally spoke, and pulled up her skirt to stand up. As she moved, the woolen dress made a strange squirming sound. She looked down and stood up in surprise.

The heavy black dress she had worn for years was gone, replaced by a sky-blue silk gown, bright and soft, like the evening sky. The gown swells from the waist into a bell-shaped, and the skirt part is studded with small pearls and crystals with silver threads, bursting with soft sparkles, like April rain.

She stared blankly at the magician in front of her.

Do you like it?

This!!

Once, at a feast at the New Palace of Hefno, I saw a princess wearing a dress that resembled this one. He said, looking at the garment with satisfaction. You want me to show you something that you think is worth seeing. I let you see yourself.

Take it - get it off.

You gave me your cloak, and he said reproachfully: Can I not give you anything? Oh, don't worry, it's just an illusion, voila!

He didn't move a finger, and he didn't say a word, but the gorgeous blue silk dress was gone, and she was still covered in coarse black clothes.

She stood still.

How do I know, she finally said: You are the one you look like on the outside?

You don't need to do that, he said, "I don't know what I look like to you."

She pondered again. You may lie to me and lie to me that I believe you are...... She interrupted as he suddenly raised his hand and pointed upwards very quickly. She thought he was casting a spell, and hurriedly retreated to the door; But she looked in the direction of his finger and saw the small squares in the pitch-black vaulted roof high up, the peepholes between the treasures of the Two Temples.

There was no light coming out of the hole, and she could see nothing, and she couldn't hear anyone up there; However, he pointed out the small hole and looked at her questioningly.

The two of them held their breath for a long time.

Your magic trick is just a stupid trick to kids. She made it clear: it's all a trick of deception. I've seen enough, you're going to feed the nameless, and I won't come again.

She picked up the lantern and walked out, and loudly pulled the iron latch. After that, she stood outside the door, flustered. What's next?

How much did Ke Xiu see or hear? What did they just talk about? She couldn't remember. It was as if he had meant to say something to the prisoner, but he didn't say a word. The man talked a lot about dragons, towers, and names for the nameless, and he mentioned that he wanted to live, and he thanked her for giving him a cloak to lie on, etc., and his speech always made her flustered. He didn't mention what she thought he would say, and she didn't ask him about the amulet. She still wore the amulet, hidden on her chest.

Since Ke Xiu has been eavesdropping, maybe it's better not to ask about the talisman

Hey, what does it matter, what harmful things can Ke Xiu do? When she asked herself, she had the answer in her heart: it couldn't be easier to kill a locked eagle. The man was chained to a gabion, helpless. The priestess of the God-King only had to send her servant Dolby to strangle him by night; Or, if she and Dolby don't know the path of the Great Labyrinth, they can just blow the poison ash into the paint room through the peephole. She had many boxes of that kind of poison, bottles and jars, some of which could be mixed with food, some of which could be mixed with drinking water, and some of which could produce poisonous gas, and if you inhaled that air long enough, she would surely die. The prisoner may lose his heartbeat tomorrow morning, and the matter will be over, and there will never be any more light in the grave.

Thinking of this, Alha walked quickly through the narrow rock passage to the entrance of the tomb, where Manan crouched like an old toad waiting for her in the dark. Manan was deeply disturbed by the fact that Ah Erha had visited the prisoners several times, and she refused to let him go with him, so the two agreed to have Manan wait at the entrance. Now she was glad that he was there, and that he could be sent nearby; At least she could count on him.

Manan, listen carefully. Now go to the painting room and tell the prisoner that you are going to take him and bury him alive under the tomb. Manan's little eyes lit up. You have to say it out loud. Then he opened the chains and took him there...... She paused, unsure of the best place to hide the prisoner.

Take him to the grave. Manan said eagerly.

No, fool. I just want you to say that, but I don't really want you to do that. Wait a minute......

Where is the safe place to avoid Ke Xiu and Ke Xiu's spies? Only the deepest places in the earth are safe, that is, the most sacred and secret places in the jurisdiction of the Nameless, and Ke Xiu may not dare to go. However, doesn't Ke Xiu dare almost anything? She may be afraid of dark places, but she is the kind of person who will suppress her fear and never stop until she reaches her goal. Over the past so many years, from Saar, from his previous life Aerha, or even from his own secret exploration, it is impossible to know how many labyrinth paths Ke Xiu has been familiar with. Ah Ha suspected that Ke Xiu knew more than she pretended to know. But there is a secret passage that is well kept secret, and Ke Xiu must not know about it.

You've got to take that prisoner with me, and you've got to go in the dark. When I bring you back here, you can dig a grave in the grave, put the coffin into the empty grave, and fill it with earth. If someone goes to find it, they can find the grave. The grave has to be dug deep, you know?

I don't understand. Manan stubbornly and impatiently said: "Little man, this strategy is not smart. Very bad. There shouldn't be a man in there at all! You will be punished!!

You old fool, do you want your tongue cut out! Do you dare to tell me how to do things? I follow the commands of the dark forces, and you must obey me!

I'm sorry, little hostess, I'm sorry......

They returned to the paint room. Upon arriving, she waited outside in the tunnel, and Manan walked in and unchained the chain from the wall. She heard the man's deep voice ask, "Where are you going, Manan?" And the hoarse tenor replied unhappily: "My mistress said that I would bury you alive in the grave under the tombstone." Get up! She heard the clatter of heavy chains like whips.

The prisoner came out, his arms tied with a belt by Manan. Manan followed him and pulled him in what looked like a puppy on a short leash, except that the collar was around his waist and the leash was iron. The man's eyes turned to her, but she blew out the candle and walked into the darkness without saying a word. She immediately followed her usual slow but steady pace as she had done when she had entered the labyrinth without lights, and flicked her fingertips against the walls along the way. Manan and the prisoners, who followed behind, were much more clumsy than her because they were restrained by chains, and could only drag and stagger forward. However, she had to let them walk in the dark, she didn't want any of them to know the way.

Turn left out of the painting room, skip two openings, then turn right at the four-way road, and skip the opening on the right; This is followed by a lengthy side detour, followed by a long descending staircase. The steps are slippery and too narrow for the average person's foot. She had only reached the end of the stairs before.