When the loud sound came, Fang Yu was about to rush out, but naturally subconsciously stopped. He looked back and saw that there were three people standing behind him.

A guard in armor, a dull old man, a pot-bellied man.

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The guards were faceless, as if they were only a pair of hollow armor, empty iron gauntlets, not connected to the main body of the torso, floating in mid-air.

Holding the bright halberd in one hand, the other reached out and pulled open the rusty iron door.

The loud noise before was the tooth-aching sound of the door opening.

"Lord Archon......"

In the darkness behind him, the girl's frightened voice was heard.

The man, like a mountain of meat, had the greed in his eyes that had erupted unadorned, and he only stared straight in the direction of the black prison.

Fang Yu couldn't help but shudder when he saw that gaze.

Is that the gaze that humans should have, and there is an unfillable abyss in it.

But the other party still maintained a well-crafted reserve, only silently stroking the seal ring in his hand, and said nothing with a straight face.

The old man came first.

At this moment, Fang Yu couldn't see the situation on Eve's side.

I just saw a very reluctant smile squeezed out of the old man's face.

"Eve, in a week's time, the Archon will publicly announce your pardon, at the next great assembly."

But the girl in the dark was not as excited as she imagined.

She just clasped her hands tightly on the wall behind her, and there was some spasm: "...... Really? But last time, they said the same thing, I can really go out? ”

"Of course it's true, Eve."

"Your Excellency, you're here, too."

Only then did the man speak: "Miss Eve, please don't worry, the kingdom will definitely return your innocence." ”

The girl looked at the three of them, tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes, and she couldn't help muttering: "It's so good, I finally waited for this day." ”

"I want to meet my parents...... Also, and Joshide, can I meet them? ”

"Of course, of course." The old man replied.

"It's wonderful."

Eve leaned in, changing the railings of the cell door one by one, with a hint of unrealistic fantasy in her eyes: "...... So, can I get out of this place first? ”

She looked at the three of them, expecting the answer.

"I—I don't want to stay here anymore, I haven't seen the sun in a long time, and since I'm innocent, can I leave this place first?"

"At least one cell change, please."

"Jailers, too...... Hands and feet. Can you tell them that I-I'm not a prisoner, that I-I was just misunderstood—"

The old man turned back.

But the man said solemnly, "Of course not, you think this is the place, Miss Eve." I am the consul of the kingdom and represent the face of the king. ”

"Even if you are innocent, you must abide by the minimum rules before a public trial."

He replied solemnly, "You see, it is not me who will clear your innocence, but the laws of the kingdom." Although I understand it in private, I can't show favoritism to you. ”

"Trial, trial?"

"That's just a statement," replied the old man, "but it's just an opportunity to publicly declare your innocence, but people don't know it." ”

"I understand, I understand."

The girl bit her lower lip: "That'...... I'll have to wait a little longer. ”

There was infinite loss in her tone, but with a hint of last hope: "Is it really only a week, only seven days?" ”

"It's only seven days," the man became a little impatient, "not too much in one day, have I explained it to you enough?" ”

"Yes, I'm sorry."

The cell door opened again.

The three mermaids rushed out and left the place.

In the darkness, the girl was the only one left, leaning against the railing with a pale face, and sat down.

She wrapped her hands around her weak shoulders and buried her head in a thin sob. I don't know if it's a cry of joy or a hint of relief after endless despair.

Fang Yu watched this scene silently.

But he didn't lean in.

For the illusion of the girl has faded in the darkness, and when all the light is gone, all that remains in the black prison is only a piece of gravel. The traces left by a hundred years of time here have long since obliterated everything that happened in the past.

Fang Yu looked at that place silently and was stunned for a long time.

The innocent and kind girl in the impression used to sit there, waiting endlessly in the darkness, waiting for a non-existent hope that she might never have waited for.

He silently clenched his fist.

Attila came up from behind, probably seeing that he was in a heavy mood, but opened his mouth, and for a moment did not know where to comfort him.

But Fang Yu understood what he should do, so he only sighed softly and continued to walk forward.

The situation ahead was not what he expected—

Under the black prison, the girl's dispute was more fierce than ever:

"It's been a week, why can't you let me out!?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Eve, but something new has arisen."

"What's the situation, but the Archon promised me-"

"I'm sorry, but my lord is also embarrassed."

"And what about my adoptive father? I want to see my adoptive father! ”

"He can't see you either."

"Why ......?"

And then there's a much longer period of time.

Even the official no longer appeared, and in fact fewer and fewer people appeared in the black cell.

The girl also became more and more emaciated day by day, even nervous, and became a little suspicious.

Her original beautiful and simple character seems to have faded away little by little in the dark, becoming eccentric and difficult to get along with. The few who came to visit her were also driven away by her with harsh language.

Only wanderers still appear in the Black Prison from time to time.

But no matter how hysterical the girl was, he always behaved like a hard nurturer, as if he was silently enduring it, waiting for the day when he could take his adopted daughter out of this dark underground.

And one day, the girl finally lost her former disguise in front of her adoptive father, and she seemed to have regained her former weak appearance, and tears finally burst out of the embankment.

"When will Josiud come to my rescue?"

"I'm going crazy, father......"

"It's like there's a voice in my head that doesn't stop talking to me."

"I'm scared, I don't know if it's a hallucination......"

"I don't know ......"

"The things it tells me aren't true, are they?"

"I'm not a dragon witch......"

"I haven't used the powers of darkness."

"I haven't killed anyone......"

"I don't have ......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

And for the first time, Fang Yu saw a moving look on the face of the wanderer.

He finally raised his head, looked at his adopted daughter, and said slowly, "I'm sorry, Eve, I don't have much ability. Although I have never given up, there is one thing that I have never been honest with you. ”

The girl looked at him in a daze.

The wanderer took out an object and handed it to the maiden: "Our messenger has encountered a sandstorm on his way, he is late, and Joshud has already gone to Elpahim first, and from there he has turned to the shore of the Staff—"

"I was afraid that you would lose confidence because of this, so I haven't told you anything."

"This is what he sent you," the wanderer replied slowly, "Joshud heard about everything that happened here on the Shore of the Wand, but we are at war with the ancient tower, and he can't guarantee when he will be back. ”

"He sent a letter saying to wait for him."

The girl did not answer.

She only shuddered and took it, fumbled in the darkness, and then tears flowed down again: "It's—this is the ring I gave Joshuad, and he finally knows I'm here......"

"This ring has another meaning," replied the wanderer, "Eve, you understand, don't you?" ”

The girl looked up with tears in her eyes.

Of course she understood.

She gave the ring to Josud, and he gave it back to her, a promise between a boy and a girl in Istania.

But it had been a long time since she had seen that beautiful sea of sand, and the memories of that time were the best memories of her life compared to the dark dungeons. In this memory, even people's criticism of her seems to have gradually faded.

She clutched the ring in her hand as if it were her last hope.

When the wanderer saw this scene, he showed a satisfied look, and then left quietly.

And Fang Yuan looked at the ring in a daze-

It would be a long, long time before people would know another name for the ring.

'The Dragon's Golden Eyes—'

But in this dark underground, it seems so unpretentious.

Fang Yu lowered his head and looked at the Golden Flame Ring in his palm. A trace of residual warmth on the ring seems to convey the temperature from the girl's palm a hundred years ago.

He couldn't help but remember the scene when the girl's hand staggered with his own hand in the darkness underground. A century later, he still hadn't been able to hold that hand to show him that she wasn't alone.

But at this moment, he finally understood.

In fact, the girl had already put all this into his hands.

The owner of this ring.

It turned out to be Eve.

Fang Yu held the ring in his hand, and suddenly felt a hint of heavy meaning.

A brief period of hope was followed by a long period of despair, even deeper despair - the wanderer was gone, and Eve seemed to be the only one left in the black prison. But the girl became strong and remembered instead.

Of course, Fang Yu understood why-

He just felt a little clumped in his throat.

Because of waiting, it seems that he has become accustomed to girls.

Only then did he understand why the other party could wait for Joshua for a hundred years in the dark underground—when he first saw the girl, she was even singing softly, and there was no trace of gloom in that singing. There is only endless hope, as if it can cut through the darkness beneath this earth.

It turned out that what she was waiting for was the hope she held in her hands, but the person she had been waiting for was really so worthy of her trust?

Suddenly, Fang Yu felt a little curious about the legendary hero.

However, he continued to walk forward.

The dungeon seems to have changed seasons, as can be seen from the costumes that appear on the jailers in the dungeon from time to time. Maybe it's been a year, maybe it's been longer, but Eve's mood seems to have stabilized.

She seemed to be used to the place, and perhaps a little troublesome, only when she quietly looked at the ring in her hand that her eyes sparkled with that sparkle.

But the uneasiness in Fang Yuan's heart was intensifying.

He watched all this with a cold eye, and of course understood that the wanderer was not at ease. Even the archon, as well as the Great Elder, seemed to him to be full of deliberateness.

But unfortunately, he could not intervene in this phantom, and could only watch all this silently from the perspective of a bystander. He continued to walk forward, and finally, the image of the girl disappeared. And this time, he saw three people.

The Wanderer, the Archon, and the Great Elder.

The moment these three people appeared in the phantom, Fang Yu actually had a feeling in his heart that the dust had settled. He wasn't even surprised at all, but felt that it should be so, and he already had a kind of realization.

Be aware of who exactly plays what role in this place.

The three of them stood at the entrance of the black prison, and the first to speak was the Roshan-like archon:

"How long will I have to wait, Art, if I hadn't believed your nonsense, and the so-called Ellingland family behind you, you thought I would be involved in this matter?" The man asked a little angrily, "Actually, I have already sent someone to ask, and the Ellingland family has already removed you." ”

"You killed your wife and ran away from the bloodthistle woodland, do you think you can hide it from me? The Rogersl family are investigating your whereabouts everywhere, and you guess if I sell you to them, will I get a lot of money? ”

"And your sought-after nephew, the future head of the court mages who are so highly valued by His Majesty today, Karatu Ellingrain, do you think he will come and take you back to ease relations with the Rogers?"

The man walked two steps, rubbed his hands and said, "Of course, I have helped you press these things, just to let you bring me a little good result." Profit is the most important thing, didn't Ms. Roman teach it the same way? ”

"The core priesthood of that goddess is order," the wanderer replied calmly, "Commerce arises from the production activities of mortals, and the essence of exchange is actually rules, otherwise wouldn't it be a robber?" ”

"Do you think Lady Roman is the god of bandits?"

The man blushed, "Your serious appearance makes me think you're a theologian, well, Mr. Robber." What is the difference between what you do and what you do to robbers - I am wrong, robbers are not as ruthless as you. ”

"It's us."

"I'm not cold-blooded enough to treat my wife and daughter like this."

"What is personal affection in the face of eternity?"

The man fought a cold war: "What I am pursuing is not cold eternity, otherwise it is no different from becoming a stone, what I want is benefits and benefits." Beauty, power and wealth, that's what I'm after. ”

"We take what we need, and you must not preach your way to me."

The wanderer looked at him and replied, "In the desert, stones will also decay. ”

He paused: "So you don't understand what immortality is at all. ”

The two talked for a while, and the great elder on the side finally couldn't help but interject: "Okay, now is not the time to argue about this. Art, what I want is the power of the dragon's golden pupil. ”

There was a hint of fear in his voice, "You promised me when you took her to the Land of Dragons. I don't care who you are, what you've been through, what family you're behind me, I only have one purpose-"

"Legend has it that the dragon's golden pupil can solve our curse, is this true?"

The wanderer turned around: "You should know the source of the dragon's golden sword, right?" ”

"That's the power of Lifgard, the root of all dark dragons, and the source of your people's strength, going back to the source, all the power of dragon blood comes from the original Lifgard."

"It's also the only dark dragon transformed from verdant."

"I understand," the elder said in a trembling voice, "but I don't want strength, but liberation, complete liberation, you know?" You don't know what this curse means to our people, and you have to answer me clearly. ”

The wanderer looked at him and nodded, "You will be liberated." ”

He added: "Forever." ”

The old man nodded: "Okay, I'll trust you one more time, I've already prepared the final ritual again." As for the troubles on your side, you will solve them yourself, and we will not intervene in the disputes within your kingdom. ”

With that, he turned and walked out.

Only the Wanderer and the Archon remained.

Only then did the Roshan-like man say, "This matter we have done in Idus must be resolved before that guy Joshud returns." I don't care how I'm going to face him in the future, but it's none of my business. ”

"I've heard that he single-handedly snatched a float from Guta and returned to Goland, and now that he's north of Dulun, who do you suppose he came back to trouble with? He has the support of His Majesty the King and your rival nephew Karatu, and I am no match for him. ”

"You've got a week at most, or I'll have to let that girl go."

"It's a shame."

A glimmer of light flashed in the wanderer's eyes.

"You're not going to be interested in her, are you?"

"Why, she's a beauty," replied the man with a sneer, "and if you're willing to hand her over to me, I can help you delay a little longer." ”

"She's a dragon."

The smile on the man's face became even more obvious, so that Fang Yu on the side almost couldn't hold back, and ordered the angel to slash at the other party's disgusting face with a sword. But unfortunately, the other party was just a phantom after all, and he even smiled gloomily and said, "This is exactly what interests me." ”

The wanderer looked at him deeply.

Finally he nodded: "Okay, but not now." It's going to take another week and a half, and as long as you can get that little bit of time, she'll be yours. ”

He paused and emphasized, "But until then, if you can't manage your lower body, you'll have to let Joschud take care of the rest of your life." You know what I mean, guess how you're going to die? ”

The man shuddered and couldn't help but nod.

"So be it," he replied, "this is the last time I believe you, Art, there will be no next time." ”

Dropping this cruel remark, he left the place in a huff.

The wanderer was left alone, silently looking at his back, sneering, and whispering:

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

……

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