It wasn't dawn, and I couldn't sleep after I lay down again. Movement outside, flickering firelight...... Even if Minoa could wipe out all the forces hidden here, it would be a big loss. What's more, the Mickenny people have worked hard for so long, and the plot is not small, except for that Grados, I don't know how many people are lurking here, how easy is it to uproot them?

I thought about it for a while, and I was confused for a while. I had a vague dream, and it seemed that in the dream, I met Immorton and said a few words to him.

We were standing on the banks of the Nile, the sun rising over the eastern horizon. The Sphinx dragged a long golden-brown shadow underground. We stood by the shadow, I stood in the sun, and he stood in the shadow. I couldn't see it clearly, but I knew I wasn't mistaken, it was him.

It's Immorton, it's him who lives. He also wore the garb of an Egyptian priest, wearing necklace beads and a golden armband. Even his breath was familiar to me, the smell of incense in the temple of Amun. The water of the Nile is clear and blue, and the water surface is rippling with ten thousand scales of golden light.

"Immorton, Immorton!" I called out to him longingly, reaching out to touch him.

However, he was standing in front of me, but I didn't touch anything. My hand passed through his shadow, over his face, as if it were...... It's like in modern times, once listening to a lecture, the light of the projector hits the curtain, the scenery and characters are real and vivid, but when you reach out and touch it, you find that everything is just an illusion caused by light and shadow, it is fake, it is virtual, in fact, there is nothing.

Everything has been lost.

Then I woke up, my face was wet and cold, and it was tears.

Xiao Jin sizzled uneasily on his wrist, if it weren't for its restlessness, I wouldn't have woken up.

I don't remember what I said in my dream, I can't remember it. I can't remember what Immorton said to me, it seemed like something important, but I don't remember exactly.

There was no one in front of the bed, and although Unas was the captain of my personal guard, he was not as convenient as palace slaves and maids, and he couldn't guard me without shying away from it.

The tent was put down, a kind of silk yarn made of unnamed, and it was faint when it looked outside.

There seemed to be a figure, and I narrowed my eyes.

This man......

Not Unas, not the Kadanya doctor, not the priestess who came with me. Their bodies are not so tall, and their shoulders are not so broad. The head is large and the body is very stout. Moreover, with a damp smell that does not see the light of day, the smell of mold, so special, there is only one person.

This figure ...... Although he was leaning on his body, he could still tell who it was.

"Andos?" I shouted tentatively.

The man outside the tent sighed deeply: "Elsis." ”

I wrapped the shawl around my shoulders, smoothed my hair, and reached out to tear the tent open.

Standing in front of my bed was Andos.

He was really powerful, and he sneaked into my room without anyone outside noticing. Unas, the other guards. If he is friend or foe, then it will be easy to take my life.

If it weren't for Jin moving, I'd ...... I can't notice it either, can I?

He tried not to let himself shine by the candlelight, and it looked like a huge and strange black shadow, but I didn't feel scared at all, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" How long has it been? Thing...... Is there anything that has changed? ”

He said in a sullen voice: "You come with me." ”

"Huh?"

"Come with me." He didn't say anything, but turned around like a habit, bent over, and showed me his broad flat back.

I fell on his back.

It wasn't hot outside, but Andos was sweating.

Has he been on the run without a break?

I went down the tunnel with him and ran through the labyrinth. He was fast, but his body was steady, and he didn't give me a single jolt, and he would never let the shoulder hurt again.

It doesn't quite match his big man, his mind is actually very delicate and considerate.

Maybe it's because all day and night, a person who has grown up for months is stuffy in the dark, thinking too much and feeling more.

I lay on his back and whispered, "Where are we going?" ”

He didn't speak, and his feet seemed to be faster. It would not be difficult for him not to use the beads to illuminate the way of the earth. I was turned around three times by him, and I couldn't tell the east and west, north and south.

After about twenty minutes, he slowed down and began to stride forward.

I can see some of them now.

Because there are a few beads of that kind that can be illuminated in the cracks in the walls here, I can see that I have been to this place.

It was the first time I fell down the tunnel...... Andos once brought me to this place. Here he talks to me, here I find ......

The eyes were brighter, and a man could be seen curled up in a ball against the stone wall.

His hair color made me recognize him as he was.

"Grados?"

"Yes, I caught him, he tried to escape, but it didn't work." Andos said a little awkwardly, then crouched down and lowered me to the ground: "If you want to ask him, just ask." If you want to kill him, you can! ”

I nodded, "Thank you, Andos." ”

"No, thank me, but he didn't say a word, he didn't say a word until I knocked him unconscious, I guess, even if he woke up again, he wouldn't say anything. This man, very, hateful! It's also stubborn. ”

Andos seems to have mastered a little more vocabulary and speaks more fluently.

I stopped and thought about it, pulled the hair pin from my ear, walked over to the man's side, spotted the spot, and stabbed him in the back of the head.

Andos was silent, seemingly completely unconcerned about what I did.

I made another stroke in the man's palm, and Grados's body moved and woke up.

His eyes were dull, and it seemed that only his body was awake, but his consciousness was not awake.

It's something I've learned from the temple's books, and I've tried it with the Assassins who infiltrated Egypt. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

This should be similar to a kind of mind control, only, not as magical.

You can ask the other person a question, and he may give the answer, or he may be so sluggish and numb that he can't speak.

But even if you give an answer, it's very simple, and it may be a yes or no, or a number. No matter how complicated the matter or question is, he can't answer it, and he can't explain it clearly.

I took a deep breath, and Kim seemed to be infected with my emotional tension.

"Tell me, your name."

His voice was dull: "Grados." ”

"How old are you?"

"Thirty-Eight ......"

"Are you a Mickenny?"

"Yes......"

His expression was like a clay statue, his lips were slightly distant, and his voice was strange and hollow. Andos looked at me in amazement.

I asked him, "Did you kill this person Imorton?" ”

He didn't answer right away.

I stared at him tightly, holding my breath, and as long as he answered yes, I would-

It was about three to five seconds, but I felt like it had been so long that I almost froze.

I heard Grados' answer.