Suddenly, there was a little different movement, such a dead silence, and any slight movement would be as clear and piercing as thunder. I don't have any weapons anymore, but I have a fingernail that is highly poisonous.

The poison was for me, but now, whoever the murderer is, I must kill him!

I thought I was moving fast, but after such a fierce battle, running, my physical strength was not enough for me to do such an injury.

I was very fast, and my nails had already touched the man's skin, but before I could scratch him, I grabbed my wrist.

"Ethis!" The man called out my name clearly.

"Andos!" How is he?

"You killed the people outside! Isn't it? ”

"No, it's not, I'm just...... It's just that I know that something has happened in the palace, and I'm worried about you, so I want to come and see it, but how did this place come to be? Yes, who killed those people? ”

By the time I asked, I knew it wasn't him.

His body carried the smell of fresh seawater, and there was no killing intent or blood at all.

I can feel it.

There is no reason for him to do such a thing......

It seemed that my strength had been used up just now, and I exhaled a little in prostration, and whispered, "I thought...... There was a man here just now, and I was chasing him, but I didn't find him, but you came. ”

"The murderer?" Andos took out his beads and illuminated: "He's still here?" Wait for me, I'll find it for you. ”

Andos strode forward, and I leaned against the wall, only to feel that the bones in my whole body were soft as if they had been broken, and it hurt badly from head to toe, but I couldn't tell where it hurt.

Is it pain in the body, or in the heart?

In the dark corridor, there seemed to be many invisible pressures and shadows, which pressed down on me one by one.

Two hundred, including the priest of Kadanya, the priestess with us, the brave and loyal soldiers, they did not fall in the face to face.

They were plotted and then brutally harvested and lost their lives like cattle in a slaughterhouse.

This practice, as well as the smell of this *, all point to a person.

A man who has an absolute reason to do so, Izmi.

Those soldiers, those who died, they couldn't even ask a question, a shout before they died...... And just like that, watching death happen.

Those who are repressed, destroyed, and tortured......

After death, does a person have a soul?

In the silent and empty corridor, I was coerced, squeezed, and breathless by the screams one after another.

Andos searched the inn and came back, but he found nothing.

Maybe it's my delusion, the killer has long since left. Maybe......

The man was still in the shadows, watching our every move.

"Isis?" Andos made a puzzled voice: "What are you doing?" ”

I knocked down the urn and poured the oil all over the room. Oil and blood were mixed together, and there was no dry place in the whole hall where people could stay.

"I brought them, but I could not take them away. But I can't keep them here. I pointed to the oil urn on the other side: "There is no spill in the room next to it, you can help me." ”

He was silent, then picked up the heavy urn and walked to the room.

I stood there and took one last look at the hall. I have to remember deeper, remember harder. I will never forget, because of my willfulness, because of my recklessness, these people will stay here forever, and will never return to their homeland of Egypt.

The torch was thrown down, and the fire, with the force of the oil and the strength of the wind, rose at once.

I bent down to help Unus—he was so injured because of me. Andos took the lead in carrying him.

"Let's go. I'll go with you. Now I have nowhere to go and I can't leave Minoa. ”

His free hand reached over, half-carried me, kicked over the stone blocking the entrance to the tunnel, and sneaked down into the dark underground.

I finally turned my head to look at the flames that were rising into the sky.

I will definitely take revenge for this.

Today's pain will never be forgotten for the rest of my life.

I had a high fever.

It's ridiculous, not even Unas.

Although he was seriously injured, he woke up not long after reaching the underground labyrinth, and Andos re-washed his wounds, and he dressed himself with medicine.

He asked me, what about the others.

I don't remember, how I answered.

Then, there is the long, dark heat.

I felt like I might die.

But I was not reconciled, and I did nothing.

Memphis would not have agreed to let me come here, but I insisted on coming.

Immorton's death, the death of Medical Officer Kadanya and all those men......

These are debts, debts that I owe.

I have to live, I can't die here.

I'm going to...... Get back.

It is also necessary to find the murderer to avenge the dead.

I drank everything, medicine, soup, and water they gave me, but I couldn't control myself from vomiting. As a result, frequent medication, vomiting, and high fever did not go away.

When I woke up again, Unas knelt beside the stone platform where I was lying.

"You ......," I asked confusedly, "what time is it?" ”

"It's been three days."

I nodded, realizing that my voice was too hoarse to hear, "What about Andos?" ”

"He's gone looking for food......"

I was lying flat with the light green beads around me.

"Your Majesty." He suddenly leaned down and hit his head heavily on the ground: "Please forgive me for my rude offense. ”

"What?"

"You've been seriously ill these days, and there's no one to take care of you...... I'll ...... without permission."

He's stammering hard, and I've got it.

I'm wearing a man's robe, dry and clean, and there are only three people here, and it's not Andos who changed it for me, it's him.

"Don't think about that," I said, "life and death matter, and what do you do with those things that don't matter." What happened that day...... You know it all, right? ”

His voice was hoarse and muffled: "Yes." ”