"Frerell, is the secret passage you said here?" In the dimly lit hall of the castle, Arroyo led Ferrandon, Frere, and a militia of about thirty men to a statue placed in front of a wall.

Not long ago, when Baron Singler abandoned his castle and his soldiers deserted the city, the situation of the battle became clear, and the militia found stakes and smashed open the doors of the castle, pouring into the castle like a torrent. The castle's defenders were demoralized and no longer had the stagnant sense to fight desperately with the militia who had invaded the fort, and many of them then lost their weapons and became prisoners, leaving the only effective force on Singel's side to be the Nightborn Killer, who cooperated with him because of Gascoll's connections.

However, the Nightspawn Order's killers were unable to reverse their doomed defeat, and the Brotherhood led by Arno and Scott mingled with the ranks of the militia, and where the killers of these professions appeared, the thieves of the Brotherhood also appeared, and their old rivals knew their way of doing things like roundworms in their stomachs, with the result that the tide of the battle would inevitably not turn in the direction of Baron Singer, whose castle was rapidly being controlled by the rebels of Boenigs.

Returning to the current time, Arroyo looked up at the statue in front of him for a few seconds, then looked back at Frere, who was standing beside him with Ferrandon.

Freyer had insisted on entering the castle with Arroyo, claiming that he was the only one who could guide the latter to catch up with Baron Singler who was trying to escape in the secret passages of the castle, and Arroyo thought about it and asked him to follow him with Ferrandon, so that he could listen to the blind poet's prompts at any time, and on the other hand, so that the powerful Ferrandon could protect him and keep an eye on him, in case he was unprepared.

Freire opened the two heterochromatic pupils that had no focus, walked a few steps forward to the statue, stretched out his hand and groped on the surface of the statue for a while, and his fingers suddenly pressed a certain part of the statue down, and with a "snap", as if triggering a mechanism.

Then, the statue and the floor below were raised a little higher, and with a "rumbling" sound, it moved to the side to another floor, revealing a staircase that extended into the underground space under everyone's eyes.

"My lord, this staircase is the entrance to the secret passage, which ends on the outskirts of Boenigs, where Baron Singler is located." Frell withdrew his hand from the statue and turned to face respectfully as he explained.

"But the possibility of a trap cannot be ruled out." Ferrandon blinked, glancing at Arroyo to the side.

The red-haired blood girl has no hostility towards the blind half-elf poet for the time being, but she is not completely at ease, Arroyo understands her childhood sweetheart's concern about herself, and after thinking about it, she still feels that this risk has to be taken, but there are still a little doubts that need to be clarified before that.

So he looked at Freyr and asked, "In chronological order, Singler will go before us, and even if we catch up from here now, he will run away one step faster than us, right?" ”

"As a matter of common sense, it really should be." Ferrer replied to him, "However, the lord of Boenigs is greedy, and I see from fate that he has asked to flee with a few of his attendants with a large amount of money that he is reluctant to give up, and this has caused their group to flee very slowly, and his usual bad conduct is doomed to his demise." ”

"That's why you said we could catch up with him." Arroyo nodded in understanding, "Then there's one last question left." Frerell, as an old retainer of Singler, although I'm not sure if it's useful, I ask you to swear to the gods you believe in, and promise that the series of actions you take will not harm me, can you do it? ”

"It's not difficult." The blind-eyed, half-elven poet smiled, then knelt down on one knee before Arroyo like a knight canonized by a king, and raised his right hand to the mouth of his heart, "Then, in the name of Bard Freyer, I swear to Fett, the god of fate, that the series of actions I have taken tonight are all for the purpose of obtaining the power and glory to which Lord Arroyo deserves, and that there is no despicable malice towards him. If Lord Arroyo dies tonight, I will personally take my soul and go with him to the gates of the Kingdom of the Dead to atone for the sin of breaking my oath. ”

"Good." After hearing Frerell's oath, Arroyo felt that it was almost enough, and bent down to help him up.

He wasn't sure if there were any traps waiting for him in the secret passage, but he himself was a thief who was good at detecting and disarming mechanisms, and he trusted Ferrandon who had been with him from the bottom of his heart and said that he would protect him as a guard, so he selected a few of the next entourage from the more than thirty militiamen who came with him, and entered the secret passage with Ferrandon and Frey.

……

Alchemy laboratory on the other side of the castle.

“…… Brother Raymond? Feeling that the duel between Raymond and Gascoll was probably over, Tina poked her little head out from behind a table used to place the lab equipment, carefully observing the situation.

Just a few seconds ago, Raymond's curved sword crushed Gascoll's blood shield, thus cutting off the latter's flesh from the mouth of the heart to the right forehead, destroying Gascoll's heart and brain at the same time.

The scene was more shocking than bloody, Raymond's sword-holding posture staggered with Gascore's head tilted back, and the young swordsman then shook off the bruises from the blade and unsheathed his sword, and the old vampire Sir Sir who was facing him immediately burst out a large amount of blood from the gap that crossed half of his body, and then fell to his knees on the floor of the room with a "thud".

Raymond turned his back to Gascol's body on the floor, and was silent for a moment, then looked up and looked over to Tina's hiding place.

"I won, Tina." Soon, he saw the little half-fairy girl hiding behind the table and watching him, with a pale and tired smile on her face, and the hand holding the sword suddenly loosened, and the whole person closed her eyes and fell down.

"Brother Raymond!" Raymond's fall immediately frightened the little girl. Tina suddenly called out the young man's name in fear, and left from behind the table in a panic, and quickly ran to the young man's side, knelt down and picked up the young man's head.

The consequence of overusing the [Whetstone Blood] talent is extreme anemia, which can even lead to death if not replenished in a timely manner.

Raymond's face was as pale as a dead man at this time, and there was hardly a trace of blood in sight. Tina held Raymond's head in one hand, and her beautiful eyes like snow jewels dripped melted tears from her eyes, and she was very afraid that this young man who had fought so hard to defeat Gascoll for himself would die like this.

"Brother Raymond, I'm sorry......" Time passed little by little, and the half-goblin little girl who blamed herself stared intently at the young man's closed eyes, but she couldn't think of a way to save the young man, and for a while she was so anxious that she only cried helplessly, "I'm sorry, it's all Tina's fault...... If it weren't for Tina, Brother Raymond wouldn't be dead, woowoo......"

“…… Medicament. ”

After a while, not knowing whether it was her hallucination or real hearing, Tina's pointed ears suddenly heard Raymond's weak voice struggling to whisper such a word.

Tina's moist eyes suddenly brightened as if a sinner had been redeemed, and she looked at Raymond's slightly closed lips in a daze, and froze for a moment.

"Don't die, Brother Raymond! Tina, I'll find the potion for you now! Then, almost screaming, she pleaded with Raymond, who was becoming unconscious due to extreme anemia, "So, please don't die!" Please! ”

Before she could finish speaking, she remembered the potion bottle that Raymond had drunk in the duel with Gascol, so she immediately looked around, but soon found the small pile of flask fragments that had been accidentally crushed by Raymond himself in the battle on a few floors not far away.

As for the life potion that should have been sprinkled on the ground, I don't know when, it had already been mixed with the same red pool of blood, and the anxious half-fairy little girl had no way to start even if she thought about holding it with her hands.

"By the way, the vampire named Gascoll said this was his alchemy workshop." After losing one hope at the moment, Tina's gaze inadvertently swept to Gascol's motionless corpse on the other side, and another light suddenly flashed in her eyes, "Gascoll is an alchemist, and the life potion is an alchemical product...... In that case, there might be other life potions in this house! ”

Thinking of this, she hurried up and down the room, rummaging through the cabinets and tables for any bottles containing the red liquid. Unfortunately, Gascoll doesn't seem to have refined a life potion lately, and the half-elf girl who saved her heart was eager to transfer her health to Raymond, but the unforgiving reality eventually led her to find two vials of blood that Gascoll had drawn from her veins with a syringe.

Suddenly, Tina felt like nothing left in her mind was left blank.

"Could it be that Tina can't even help Brother Raymond with such a small favor?" She stupidly picked up the two small glass bottles containing her own blood samples, and looked back at Raymond who was getting weaker and weaker in despair, "Tina, it's really just a ...... Is it cumbersome? ”

“…… No, wait a minute. Suddenly, she didn't want to give up and looked down at the two small blood sample bottles in her hand, and for a moment she thought of something, and raised her head to look at Gascoll again.

In the next second, a burst of surprise flashed through her heart, reminding her: "Yes, I am the offspring born of the combination of goblins and humans, and I have half of the goblin blood in my blood!" ”

She remembered that Gascoll had inadvertently mentioned a message when he was drawing her blood, that even the semi-pure fairy blood was a very rare alchemical ingredient on the coast of the St. Fren Sea, and that it could also be taken directly as a temporary substitute for a weak recovery effect when life potions were lacking.

Thinking of this information, she hurriedly grabbed the two blood sample vials in her hand and ran back to Raymond to kneel down, unscrew the small wooden cork on the bottles, and carefully fed her own blood from the two vials into Raymond's mouth in turn.

She fed the blood in both vials, then pursed her lips and waited for Raymond's reaction.

Time continued to pass in the direction of the future, and Tina clenched her two small fists and waited for about a minute, although she felt that Raymond's face had slightly improved, but there was still no sign that Raymond had woken up again.

"Could it be that the amount of blood is not enough?" Soon, she guessed the crux of the matter, then lowered her head to look at her two small hands, gritted her teeth, turned her head and reached for the curved sword that fell next to Raymond when he fell...... (To be continued.) )