A line of small letters engraved on it reads Castro. The Lidia family, this one is the same as what the young mage told him, but the characters carved in bright red paint on the last line are a little weird.

Axter couldn't read the meaning of the words, but he knew that it was the language of the Abyssal Demons, and that it did not belong to the Natali clan, the demons who now ruled the Abyss, but to the oldest demons at the time of creation, the Ogus Demons.

Axter was a little restless, everything that could be related to the ancient demons was a symbol of disaster and death, those ancient artifacts contained huge energy, every time they were found on the main plane, it would cause a bloody storm, Axter couldn't understand how such a cup could be placed on the second floor of the Candlestick Library, and the most important thing was that the people of Candlestick didn't know about it! Axter felt that his group had been drawn into another conspiracy, and only because of a dozen or so secret coins.

Axter thought about it until dawn, today was their last day at Candlekeep, and tomorrow morning, a new week would begin, and all outsiders in Candlefort would be expelled, and then Candlefort would welcome a new group of travelers to the outside world, and the cycle would continue.

Everyone fell silent, they heard Axter tell what happened last night, a high-ranking assassin actually used incense to deal with them, and fortunately it was Axter himself who kept vigil, otherwise it would be a ruin to destroy the group.

However, the assassin has been killed by Axter, and everyone doesn't need to be too vigilant in a short time, the Night Mask is not a large group of thieves like a shadow thief now, and the place where they operate is at the West Gate, separated from the Baldur's Gate by a Cormier Kingdom and the Alliance of Lords, last night this assassin is estimated to be one of them sent to do a solo mission, and it is impossible for them to reach out here on a large scale.

In the afternoon, the mysterious young mage reappeared before Axter, still with a formulaic smile on his face, but his image was not good, half of his robes were stained red with bright red blood, and a deep wound that could be seen spread from his left shoulder to his chest.

"Don't worry about anything, I'm just having some minor troubles, and now the troubles are gone." Seeing the surprise in Axter's eyes, the young mage shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression. "Looks like you got what I wanted, didn't you?"

"Yes, we found the cup you wanted, but we were also topped by a high-ranking assassin in the Night Mask." Axor didn't let down his guard because of the other party's calm expression, he knew that anything that could make the caster embarrassed was the moment of life and death, and the origin of this cup was unknown, but it was very related, and he was also inexplicably involved, how could Axor rest assured.

"Oh, the Night Mask bunch?" The young mage rubbed his hand against his smooth chin, "They're just a bunch of beam-jumping clowns, they don't have much power in West Hartland, just three or two kittens, you should send them away." ”

“……。 Your stuff. If you don't mind, can you tell me what the Holy Grail is. Axter didn't dwell too much on this issue, and directly took out the Holy Grail from his back and threw it to the young mage, but after thinking about it, he still asked, although he knew a lot about the mage's personality, he knew that the other party would not talk nonsense with him nine times out of ten.

"Oh, you said this, it was made by the ancestors of our family in ancient times, and then as the heir, you have to take it back, as for its history, I think you still don't want to know, after all, knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing, isn't it, curiosity kills cats." The young mage paused unexpectedly after hearing Axter's question, "As an additional word, you don't have to worry about the Night Mask, they won't have much energy to come to you, at least not for a short time." ”

"Yes......" Axter looked down and pondered the other man's words, and when he looked up, the young mage was gone, as if he had never appeared.

"Alright, let's go find the relics left by Doris's mother, today is the last day." Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, but this matter has come to an end in the near future, the only fly in the ointment is that Doris did not find her mother's relics, and the original intention of everyone to come to Candle Castle has not been completed.

"It's okay, if you can't find it, you can't find it." Doris saw that there was a hint of apology in the eyes of the others, for the sake of that cup for the past seven days, they had been soaking in the library almost all day, and they had no time to explore the rest of the Candle Castle to find it, Doris said that it was impossible to be lost, but she was cheerful and lively, and she was not a very unreasonable girl, at this time she said with a regretful smile.

"Don't talk so much, let's look for it separately, we will definitely be able to find it today." Seeing Doris's expression, Axter's guilt deepened, and he walked to the stable without saying a word, and the others dispersed.

However, the candle castle is so big, it is impossible to search it with the strength of 5 people in one day, and they gathered together in frustration at night, this time it seems that there is no hope, even if they have to wait, they will not have a chance to enter until next month.

Doris kept shaking her hand and said that she didn't care at all, but Axter had already made a decision in her heart, she would definitely find another caravan to mix in next month, and the Scarlet Frost Flame Adventure Team was not a cold adventurer who came together for gold coins and treasures in his heart, but a big family of flesh and blood, Axter didn't want to disappoint anyone, let alone a little trouble, even if he was willing to pay a heavy price for it.

With their minds set up, Axter and the others spent their last night at Candlefort in their residence, and if no mutation occurred, they would be able to get out of the way on Monday.

But the world is always full of instability. Especially on the continent of Feren, no matter how strange things happen somewhere, it is not enough to be strange.

The light of the fire erupted around the outskirts of the Candlekeep, an unusual dark green flame burning on the stone walls and houses of the Candlekeep, followed by shouts and fights. The guards of Candlekeep quickly noticed the anomaly and engaged the intruders. A few magic flashes appeared in the sky, and the figures of several large readers appeared in the sky above the night, and they seemed to be fighting someone in the sky. The magic aura lit up the entire night sky.

Candlekeep has not been untouched by foreign enemies since its founding, but these enemies have failed without exception, and in West Hartland, where spellcasters are scarce, Candlekeep has enough mages to make them one of the top forces in the region, and few organizations can compete with them. In this case, most of the outsiders who lived in the residence only opened the window to look at the commotion, and then returned to their rooms with peace of mind.

However, this time the situation was a bit unusual, the fire was not extinguished by the arrival of the Candle Castle guards, but had a tendency to spread to the interior of the Candle Castle, and the Arcane Scholars of the Candle Castle did not repel the attacks of others, and the screams resounded in the quiet night, which was particularly creepy.

"Something is wrong!"

Many people reacted, and they opened the windows again to look out, only to be greeted by a huge fireball.

"Boom!" The entire building was blown up, and burning wooden beams and debris fell from mid-air, mixed with countless blood and severed limbs, and a terrible "rain" fell.