Staring at the already cold bones, the pale dwarf sat down in a daze, his eyes in a trance, gasping for breath.

Rusan pursed her lips and curled up in a corner of the minecart, while the Knights of Oath held the "Bright Star" in his arms as always, bowing his head as if in prayer.

No one spoke.

The cold wind howled, and the minecart carrying four people sped along the railroad tracks of the underground tunnel.

The atmosphere of dead silence has dropped to zero.

Half-crouched against the guardrail of the carriage, the black-haired wizard twitched the corners of his mouth, holding his throbbing temples to death.

The body has not fully recovered from the battle with Brunhilde, and the use of three large-scale Turin Flames in a row is still too heavy for itself.

"Lord Loren, are you alright?" the gray-eyed young man on the side looked at him worriedly and asked tentatively.

"It's okay, I'm still alive and well. ”

Pulling the corners of his mouth jokingly, the black-haired wizard turned his gaze to another corner: "Your Excellency Boris Mihailo?"

The dejected dwarf barely looked up, as if he had not fully recovered from the shock.

But Loren didn't let him go at all, and without waiting for him to react, he asked directly: "When you came, you said, 'If we set off along No. 43 of Ninth Road, we may go in the ...... direction', so what?"

Hearing this, Lusen and the Oath Knight couldn't help but turn around and stare at the dwarf huddled in the corner.

Paulis, who was being targeted by three people at the same time, twitched his cheeks and licked his chapped lips.

"Every mine pit in the Yunling Kingdom has its purpose. The dwarf said silently:

"The Ninth Railroad Track, the first attempt at the Silverhelm Mountain, is a deep well... We dug down the mine and went all the way down, and after countless generations of work, we extended the mine deep enough to develop a network of underground pits around it;"

"The most important thing is that we noticed something different this time. ”

"We... Mithril was discovered for the first time. ”

Accompanied by the roar of rails and the howling wind, the dwarf's heavy voice vibrated in the ears of the three of them like a bell.

“...... So. The Knight's voice of the Oath sounded, "Follow this track and we're going into the deepest part of the Silverhelm Mountain... The end of the world?"

"So... Isn't that the opposite of our destination?" The gray-eyed young man's eyes widened in astonishment, his expression full of surprise: "When will we be able to capture Silver Helmet Mountain like this, the Byrne army outside can only hold out for two days at most!"

"On the contrary, this is the fastest way to get inside the fort. The dwarf glanced at him, very indifferent:

"After the Mithril Mine completely dried up, Silverhelm Mountain continued to send exploration teams under the pit, so there is a special passage that allows us to avoid the outer pit area and go directly to the top of the Silverhelm Mountain fortress. ”

This answer satisfied Loren, although he still had a vague sense that something was not quite right.

The simplest and most direct reason - if it was really so easy, how could the Fascists, who had already taken control of the fortress of Silverhelm Mountain, keep it to themselves and not set any traps?

But Boris... It's not like he's lying at all.

Loren's insight and vision are far beyond the normal realm, and after experiencing life and death, especially after the battle with Brunhilde, he has gradually mastered the art of observing subtle movements and facial expressions, and can even hear the pulse of the heart and even the changes in blood flow.

For now, at least, the dwarf wasn't trying to hide or deceive himself.

"The Holy Blood Elixir, and their ......"

The dwarf's face was defeated, as if he was terrified to the extreme, and his cheeks were constantly trembling under his beard: "That missionary of the Empire, the farnessc of your mouth... What is his purpose in doing this?"

The solemn face of the Oath Knight glanced at Loren, and the black-haired wizard could only sigh heavily and nodded slightly.

"Ebden ... That is, the city of wizards, the location of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, you may have heard of it. After seeing Boris's expression, Loren continued:

"There, Phanesis used to do something similar, and as a result, most of the city, the entire civilian area was turned into a slaughterhouse and an altar for the sacrifice of evil gods!"

The dwarf was sluggish, breathing shrively, and completely unresponsive.

In the darkness, lone minecarts whizzed past the railroad tracks, descending faster.

"Why?" Boris gritted his teeth, his eyes widened like brass bells, "Why did he do this?!"

"Because at Ebotden, there is something he wants. ”

The voice of the Knights of the Oath sounded faintly: "Fanecis... He wears the mantle of a servant of the Holy Cross, but at heart he is a wild dog in pursuit of power and power, and will do anything to get what he wants. ”

"There is no good, and there is no evil, and he can join forces with the opposite enemy, or he can slaughter the innocents who stand in his way as if he were jealous... It's all just 'what he needs'. ”

Lusen, who was on the side, pursed the corners of his mouth, remembering the figure in a simple black robe who had "helped" him and Isaac when he was in Dragon King City.

At that time, did he not kill himself because it was "necessary"?

"I think this time, it should be no different. Loren said lightly, his dark pupils staring at the dwarf: "He went to great lengths, even using the Holy Blood Elixir to control the old mining area of Silverhelm Mountain, it must be for something." ”

"So there must be something very special, a text, a book, a treasure... It's very special, enough to make him pay so much for it, and he won't hesitate to cause a war for it!"

As the words fell, the black-haired wizard stared at the dwarf's expression, hoping to get a little clue from him to clear his last confusion.

But the result disappointed him.

The dwarf in deep thought had a more confused expression than he was, apparently ignorant of any of this.

Of course, this is just one of many speculations. Sensing that the atmosphere had become oppressive again, Loren immediately began to change the subject: "It is also possible that Fanesis wants to use the power of the Yunling Kingdom to weaken the empire. ”

"He is already a wanted criminal in the Church, and everyone in the empire is shouting and fighting, so he can only cause harm to the empire through external forces. ”

"In order to weaken the Sakran Empire, you are going to start a civil war in the Yunling Kingdom?" the shocked Boris showed an expression of disbelief: "This missionary... What arrogance!"

"What did he think of the Great Yunling Kingdom, who did he think he was?!"

"I said, it's just my guess, or even just one of them. Loren's eyes were calm, and he interrupted him lightly: "What's more, in the current situation... He's already succeeded, hasn't he?"

The dwarf's cheeks flushed, but he was speechless.

No, that's not all.

Sighing softly, Loren's pupils reflected the crazy figure of Farnesis.

“...... Brünnhilde is only one part of my plan, not even the most crucial one, and even if you stop me, it will only be to keep the truth hidden, and to let this false empire and mediocrity continue to live in deception and lies......"

Farnesis is definitely not like himself, taking one step at a time, the day he left the Dragon King City, he had been... No, even before that, he had a full plan.

The bitter cold wind swept through the pitch-black tunnel, and the minecart, which was still going deeper and deeper underground, had obviously begun to slow down and was about to reach everyone's destination.

There was a dead silence in the carriage again.

Until the gray-eyed boy who was curled up in the corner, tentatively stretched out his right hand, and said with some uncertainty: "I think... Fanesis may not have done this to weaken the Empire, or only to weaken it. ”

The dwarves and the Knight of Oath on the side frowned slightly, looking at him with an inquiring expression.

Loren looked up and gave Luceen, who was still a little less confident, a look of encouragement, and motioned for him to continue.

"Quite simply, if the ultimate goal is to weaken the Empire, then the Phanesscists will not aim at the Silverhelm Mountain, but at the peak of the clouds. Lusen spoke:

"The easiest way to control an area is to directly control the most powerful people in the area... Phanascis can replicate everything he has done in Byrne, and create a puppet regime of his own through heresy and Holy Blood Elixirs. ”

"I even suspect that the centaurs have been controlled by him in this way, so he will make the decision to abandon the Grand Bowi Territory and fight to the death with Grand Duke Laszló Varna!"

The gray-eyed boy became more and more excited, and with that solemn and serious expression, Loren almost saw in him the shadow of Ullie Wirtz, the Grand Duke of Ellemont:

"Fanesis, he doesn't just want to take advantage of it, but he is jealous of the Yunling Kingdom!"

The dwarven Boris looked surprised, and the knight of the oath, who had been silent, suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had suddenly figured out something.

"Because the Yunling Kingdom is not a centaur, nor is it a low-level barbarian race like a troll, but a civilization that is very high or even beyond the empire, but such a race has no faith, and even rejects it. ”

Lusan stared at Loren with a hoarse voice: "Whether he is a traitor to the church or not, Fanecis was at least a follower of the Holy Cross or the evil god. ”

"In that case, then he will have a heartfelt fear of this race that does not need faith, or even rejects it!"

"Bell ——!"

The metallic sound of the runner hitting the baffle was harsh in the pitch-black pit.

The minecart stopped.

In the darkness, there was silence.

"Interesting guess. ”

Words with a chill to the bones rang out from the darkness.

The four people who were shocked turned around almost at the same time and looked behind them!

"Lusen... Well, it seems that it was a mistake not to kill you in the first place, and that your presence will only make everything worse if you turn the course of the world around. ”

What the... The black-haired wizard's heart froze, and his pupils shrank.

"Lusen, get down ——!!!!"

Before the words fell, I only felt a murderous aura coming to my face.

"Poof——!

In the midst of the electric light, the gray pupils lying on the railroad tracks widened in disbelief, staring at the stout figure with a five-headed body "floating" in mid-air.

A black shadow pierced the dwarf's invisible neck, and the moment the blood gushed out, the helpless limbs were like fish on the board, struggling... Struggle... Struggle...... Finally, it hung down weakly.

Boris Mihailo, dead.

"The first one, he's useless......" came a hoarse voice, but it was completely impossible to judge the direction of the sound source.

The black-haired wizard's expression was extremely invisible, constantly scanning back and forth in the pitch black.

Farnessc... Where is he?!

At this moment, Loren, who had opened both the "Transcendent Perception" and the "Spiritual Horizon", was shocked to find that he could not find the figure of Farnesis.

"Holy Cross, let evil be scattered, and let the light shine on us who are lowly......"

The Knight of the Oath with an indifferent expression raised his sword in one hand and began to pray with a roar:

"If the future is uncertain, please bless us, and if winter is coming, please give us a fierce ......"

"Bell ——!"

With a piercing loud bang and a cracking fire, the Knight of the Oath was flown upside down in the air, and with a bang, he spat blood from his mouth, barely using the "Bright Star" to support his body from falling.

In the next second, a thick black mist violently pierced through the Oath Knight's chest, leaving a huge hole in the heart, and the knight, who had no time to resist, was shocked and fell straight down in a pool of blood.

"Second, I hate the dogs that bark there, especially the wild dogs that don't give up and chase after them......"

With a cold snort, the cruel voice of Farnesis sounded again: "Then, the third ......"

"Loren!"

Looking at the fallen figures one after another, the frightened gray-eyed boy got up without thinking about it, and pounced straight on the black-haired wizard who was still standing in place.

"I told you to get down ——!"

Loren, who was kneeling on one knee, roared violently, and aimed his backhand at the ground with a "Force Impact" that opened the magic array.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

Lusen, who hurriedly fell to his knees, only heard the roar of the hurricane, and everything around him was overturned to the ground in the raging air waves.

The black-haired wizard was still kneeling on one knee, and the gray-blue sword was less than a palm's distance in front of him, which was able to block the "black mist" that almost pierced the face door.

"Loren Turin ......"

Little by little, Fanecis emerged from the darkness with the sound of eerie words.

Messy gray hair, tattered black robes, and bloodless face—this skinny figure gave the black-haired wizard a great sense of oppression: "You're in my way again." ”

"I don't want to boast about myself, but ......" clenched his teeth, and Loren, who pretended to be relaxed and comfortable, barely hooked the corners of his mouth:

"That's my forte... Good afternoon, Venerable Lord Fanescis. ”