"Tick tock. The sound of water dripping echoed through the narrow stone stairwell, and López and Xiaobai were slowly walking down with torches.

At each distance, López lit the torches that were placed at regular intervals along the way.

This is also done to be able to better respond to unexpected situations.

Cautiously step by step, the oncoming gusts of cold wind caused the torch flames to sway, indicating that the area was well ventilated and there might be a second exit.

López walked some more distance, and the stone steps finally came to an end, at the end of which was a wooden door, and the rusty and yellowed locks on the wooden door stood out.

This made López turn his head to look at Xiao Bai next to him, as if he wanted to seek his opinion.

"My feeling is right, it's quite weird here, an inexplicable force is constantly flowing, heh, since you're all here, I think you must want this wooden door to break open from the middle because of disrepair, smart young man. As he spoke, Xiaobai flew away from López's shoulder, and then stepped back, as if he was afraid that López would hurt him by mistake.

After thinking for a while, he raised his head and turned his shoulders, and then he slammed directly forward, "Bang", and the wooden door fell in response.

"Ahem, ahem. The dust on his face made López subconsciously raise his palm and fan it in front of his nose, wanting to get out of this state quickly.

"Looks like it's been a few years here, poof, there's damn dust everywhere, damn it, it's almost running into my lungs. Coughing loudly, López felt better.

"I think there will be time for you to complain later, but I suggest you take a good look at what is happening before our eyes. Xiaobai, who flew on López's shoulder again, had shock written on his face.

After listening, López, who was battling wits with dust, also turned his head to look over.

The whole room was full of moldy and rotten corpses, and at the top of the pile of corpses, a silver sword stood silently, and on the side was a half-kneeling skeleton covered with the remains of arrows.

And the floor, all the blood that had dried up and was deeply imprinted on the stone.

"A tragic battle, but why was it sealed?" After a little shock, Xiaobai raised his own question.

But there was no answer, because López had come to his senses before him, and now he had looked around: "Although the ground is covered with blood, there is no trace of the surrounding walls, and it seems that everything except the floor has been built or replaced later." ”

Analyzing this, he raised his hand and pointed to the strange marks on the wall: "But what are these weird graffiti and characters?"

"Phew, I seem to have some impression of that graffiti, but it's vague. Xiaobai squinted his small eyes and tried his best to recall, but in the end he failed.

After relieving itself, it raised its head again and carefully observed the characters, then raised its white wings and pointed: "I know this, it is a magic circle that suppresses and seals power." ”

These words made López instantly turn his head to look at the silver long sword inserted in the pile of corpses: "So, is it the one who wants to seal it? There has been no rust and dust for so many years, it must not be an ordinary thing." ”

"You should be right, young man, but I still have to ask, what do you want to do?" asked, and Xiaobai turned his head to look at López.

"I don't want to get bogged down in trouble, and I hate the unknown, so maybe we should think about how we can fix the door, right?" said López, raising his feet and leaving.

However, as soon as his left foot stepped out of the doorway, he was directly pulled back by a silver light.

"You're going to have a way, right, Xiaobai?" Sighing, López glanced at Xiaobai on his shoulder with a wry smile.

After hearing this, Xiaobai flapped his wings, as if he wanted to do something, but quickly gave up: "It seems that you have to be disappointed, to be honest, I can't lift a trace of strength in my body now, and the magic circle is also effective for me." ”

This made López turn his head to look at the sword again, and after thinking for a long time, he stood up and climbed up: "Then, pull it out and take a look at the situation, but first get ready to escape." ”

He exhaled deeply, and with a strong force, he pulled out the sword, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

"What are we going to do now?" asked Lopez softly after stepping down from the skull pile.

"If there is no mechanism, then there is probably no problem, this sword has no malicious intentions, but it may take a long time to figure out its origin. ”

The snow in Amelia is rarely clear, and even the perennial drifting snow is gone, leaving only an endless white snowfield and the sun hanging high.

Although the sky cleared, the temperature in Amelia's snow was still not very friendly, and it was terrible that he had an unclear sword at his waist.

was about to leave, but Xiaobai suddenly stretched out his foot: "I almost forgot, there is Aya's letter." ”

"Can you not forget such an important thing?" grumbling, López lowered his head and took out the letter, then began to read:

Please, López, you must protect yourself, your princess does not want his knights to be hurt, please, do not have any trouble.

This made López clench the letter tightly, and at the same time he was very remorseful for his recklessness, and he muttered, "I'm sorry to worry you again, my princess." ”

Then he lay down and wanted to reply to Aya, but suddenly remembered that he did not carry paper and pen, sighed, and his eyes slowly glanced at the coal in the stone mill.

Don't worry, my princess, I'm fine, after the words rubbed into the spare part of Aya's letterhead, López sent Xiaobai away.

Now, he had to go deeper.

He was almost buried in this damn place, but he still had to get the job done.

Thinking about it, López turned around and returned to the wooden house, and after taking out the two maps again and comparing them carefully, he walked out decisively, the wooden house is not far from the place where Wright was killed, if he is lucky, he may be able to leave the Amelia snow today.

But he had to be more cautious, because the map marked that the front was a territory frequented by snow wolves, and if he was targeted by snow wolves, there was basically no chance of survival.

At this point, López's speed began to become unusually slow, as he had to keep an eye on his surroundings to avoid unexpected situations.

But it is worth mentioning that he suddenly felt that his body was much lighter, as if he even had a lot more strength.

However, he only thought that this was an illusion, it should be the excitement of the sudden return of his body to domination for the rest of his life, and he didn't care much about it, thinking about how to avoid the snow wolf pack.

If it were any other place, López would still have the confidence to escape.

But there was no place to hide in this endless snowfield, and his speed was limited by the thick snow, so there was really nothing he could do.

He walked so slowly, his body tense, his hand never leaving the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he was always ready for battle.

Silently, silently, moving towards the destination.

On the other hand, Xiaobai had already brought López's excellent letter to Aya, but Aya did not show the slightest dislike, and she was finally able to put down her hanging heart.

Secretly glad for a while, Aya packed up, opened the door and walked out, approaching the bar mitzvah, she had too much to do.

Seeing this, Xiaobai began to bow his head and tidy up his feathers, but after a while, he heard someone calling his name, turned to look, but found that there was no figure, just thinking that it was his auditory hallucination, and was about to turn his head and continue to comb his feathers, but Fardella suddenly appeared in front of it: "Hey, so cold, the old lady will be sad, Jia Luolou, or, it would be more appropriate to call you Xiaobai now." ”

"It's better to be sad or something, I don't miss the food in Darkmoon Witch Castle. Glancing at her, Xiaobai smiled helplessly.

"Oh, then, then I'll let go of those cute young birds that I caught for you. With that, Fadra turned and shook the staff in his hand.

But this made Xiaobai shake his wings, and his face was full of longing: "It's a pity that I put it away, no, I didn't say that I couldn't accept the gift you brought, hehehe." ”

"Oh, that's not what you just said. Laughing, Fadra on the broom slowly stopped, and Xiaobai flapped her wings directly to her shoulder, and she just took the opportunity to put the broom away.

After standing firmly, Xiaobai replied to her softly: "After all, there are always accidents in life, right?" ”

As he spoke, the closed door was opened from the inside, and Ilul slowly walked over to Fadra, "I thought it was." ”

"Oh~, my dear Elul, it looks like you're not in a good mood. Fadra keenly sensed Ilul's low mood, and then asked worriedly.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a little thing, but I don't think it will bring me any good news. With that, Ilul smiled sweetly.

Since Ilul didn't want to confide, Fardella didn't want to ask, "Who keeps the bad news going?" ”