Hearing the angry shouting and scolding coming from the mill, Gawain had a thought in his heart that it was indeed so, and then he ran forward with the others quickly.

The door of the mill was pushed open, and the sunlight from outside shone into the dim place, and between the bright bands of sunlight and the shadows of the straw stacks, the Byron knight was lying crookedly, still shouting with great vigour: "If you were my squire, I would have kicked you foolishly!" You brainless little bunny! Don't you want to die? You...... Lord Duke?! ”

The Byron knight finally adjusted to the sudden light, and he tilted his head to look at the gate, where a tall figure stood in the bright background, and then the tall figure walked in, followed by three more men.

The little mute was the last to follow.

"You're quite energetic," Gawain greeted the Byron knight lying in the haystack, "We were still guessing whether you were alive or dead, but we didn't expect you to have the energy to curse the street here—the scolding can be heard dozens of meters outside." ”

As he spoke, he walked forward, but as soon as he was halfway there, he heard Byron shout loudly, "Lord Duke, don't come near!" I'm cursed with the cultists' sorcery! I don't know if this thing will spill out! ”

Gawain frowned, of course he could guess and see that the Byron knight was not in the right state, otherwise the other party would not lie in this place and curse the street, but it was not until he was a little used to the dim light in the mill that he could see the strange appearance of the middle-aged knight.

A black-green pattern spread along Byron's skin, probably crawling over most of his body, and fine lines could be seen on his exposed arms, hands, and neck, some of which had even extended to the vicinity of his eye sockets, looking like exposed veins.

In addition to this, a large number of external injuries can be seen on his body, including a swollen half of his face.

Philip Knight gasped: "Damn it...... What's going on? ”

"I found the cultist, but he also found me," Byron tugged at the corners of his mouth, but his body was completely stiff, and it seemed that only the part of his body that could move was his head, "The middle details are long, and the simple summary is that I didn't win...... Lord Duke, are you also here to investigate the cultists? How did you know something was going on here? ”

"A serf has been turned into a living bomb on the docks, and all things will perish," Gawain said casually, "and before you have any news of it, we know that something is going on here—you lie still and maybe you can be saved." ”

"Don't waste your efforts, that cultist is very powerful, I can feel that his evil magic is not only corroding my flesh and blood, but also eroding my spirit, I see that you all have seven or eight double ...... now"

Pitman stepped out from behind Gawain and casually taunted Byron as he walked over to Byron, "Don't be foolish, your ghost is because your eyes are swollen - it's just a simple nerve curse." ”

As he spoke, the old druid squatted down beside the middle-aged knight and began to check the spread of the curse's power, while Gawain, who was standing behind, was immediately relieved when he saw it: "Can you still save it?" ”

"No matter how savagely everything grows at the end of the day, it is also born from the druid, especially the curse spell, almost all of them can find the corresponding druid exorcism spell," Pitman said as he pulled out the incense and ritual wood carving from the package he was carrying, "To be honest, I'm not afraid I'm a match for the person who released this spell, but not necessarily against the curse he left behind - it seems that the person who did it looks down on you, Mr. Knight." ”

Byron was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his eyes were vicissitudes, and he sighed softly: "That guy probably started to despise my ...... when he knocked me flying"

Looking at this, he must be fine.

After confirming that the curse was solved, and that Pitman had the ability to control the spread of corrosion, Gawain crouched down beside Byron, "What the hell is going on in Tanzanian Town right now?" The town is under martial law, and we can't touch it at all. ”

"It was normal until then, nothing happened in the town, except that Viscount Andrew had bought a batch of slaves, but three days ago there was a sudden news in the castle that cultists had been found to have infiltrated the town and temporarily banned everyone from entering the town - you know, at that time I had already started contacting the second group of slaves, and I was contacting a group of merchant ships, and the martial law would cause a lot of trouble, so I went to the castle, It was perfectly proper and normal to be ready to ask Viscount Andrew to issue a charter...... As a result, I had bad luck and found clues about the cultists. ”

"Martial law was indeed issued in the castle, and the town was indeed mixed with cultists, but in fact the whole thing was a conspiracy, the cultists were in the castle, and personally controlled Viscount Andrew to issue martial law. As soon as I walked into the hall of the castle, I felt a foul smell, and when I talked to Viscount Andrew, I heard his voice mixed with a secret whisper that did not belong to him, and I realized that the situation was not good, and I prepared to retreat like a decent knight - only to be discovered by a man in black robes halfway through the retreat. The cultist probably hadn't finished controlling the entire castle and Viscount Andrew, so he carelessly let me in, and of course he couldn't allow me to leave again......"

Gawain ignored the shameless parts of what the dignified knight said, and asked with a frown, "How did you escape?" ”

According to Pittman's judgment before, he knew that the person who infiltrated Tanzania Town was very likely to be a fourth- to fifth-level Cultist of the End-of-Death Society, and this level had reached the middle level, although the Byron Knight was the pinnacle of the third-level knight, and it could even be said that he had partial access to the power of the middle-level profession, but he was still a low-level knight - of course he was a master in this kind of small country place, but the gap was too big for the previous middle-level cultist.

It may be understandable that he was able to survive the encounter for a while, but it was difficult to understand how he managed to escape from the castle when he was already trapped in the castle, which had become half of the cultist's lair.

Pitman had already begun to perform the exorcism ritual, he used incense and druid spells to neutralize the foul power in the body of the Byron knight, while pretending to be religious and whispering to the gods of nature, Byron's face was noticeably better, he had a little more strength, and continued: "During the fight, I was struck by the magic of the cultists and fell into a cave behind the castle, which had a waterhole, so I was able to save my life, and found that the waterhole was connected to an underground passage: it turns out that there is also a tunnel system under Tanzania. The cultist probably thought I had fallen to my death, or maybe he was too busy doing something else to pursue him, and I spent a whole day and a night in the ground to find the right way out...... The exit is right next to this mill. ”

Gao Wen and the others looked at each other, and Amber couldn't help but mutter: "This is really fate...... Good luck is like a fake. ”

"There are a lot of tunnel systems in the south, most of which I built in the early days, such as the network of tunnels under Cecil's territory. But I don't know about the underground tunnels here in Tanzania," Gawain frowned, "...... Maybe it was built by people after my first death. ”

Knight Philip pondered, "If this tunnel exists, maybe we can sneak into Viscount Andrew's castle along the tunnel?" ”

"Seems like a good idea," Gawain nodded, then looked at Byron, "And after that?" What's the matter with this kid? ”

The mute child who came with everyone stood quietly near the haystack, looking at this side with curiosity and a hint of vigilance, Byron glanced at the child with a complicated expression, and sighed softly: "At that time, I came out of the tunnel and found that the curse on my body had occurred, I originally wanted to go back to the territory to report the situation, but I was worried that the curse would spread, so I was going to find a place to wait for death...... In fact, there was no way to wait for death, and at that time my movement was already very problematic, and I couldn't go to the territory at all. But I didn't expect that when I was in a daze, I would actually go to this mill and be saved by this child.

"He's a mute, most likely a slave of the owner of a chamber of commerce in the city, trapped outside the town because of that inexplicable martial law, and I've been lying here for two days, and he's going to find me food and water, otherwise I probably won't be able to resist this time."

After talking to the gods of nature, Pitman looked up at Byron, "The first thing we heard from you when we came here was to curse people." ”

"No way, the curse on my body has begun to get out of control," the middle-aged knight pulled the corners of his mouth into a super ugly smile, "I could barely suppress it at first, but then I felt more and more that it would infect others, but this kid didn't understand this at all...... I chased him several times, explaining to him what the curse was, and once I tried to climb out and jump into the river to die, but as soon as I got to the river, I remembered that it was Cecil Collar downstream—only to be discovered by the boy when I hesitated by the river, and he dragged me back again. ”

"I can't tell that he has a lot of strength." Pitman finished the exorcism ritual, and while packing up his ritual props, he turned his head to look at the little mute, and said casually, "Look at the thin and small." ”

After saying that, the old druid stood up and nodded lightly to Gawain: "The curse is no problem. ”

Gawain looked at Byron: "Can you still stand up and lead the way?" ”

"As much as I'd love to lie down again," Knight Byron moved his arm, "but it seems that dealing with the threat of the cultists is the most important thing at this time." No problem, I feel like I've recovered five or six. ”

Gawain nodded: "Alright, you can rest a little, we can use the underground passage you found to sneak into the town." ”

"But there's a problem," Amber said suddenly, pointing to the mute child standing next to the haystack, "what about this child?" ”

"You can't take him in," Gawain frowned, "but just leave it ......"

He thought for a moment, feeling that he could not just leave the mute boy aside, so he came over to the little boy and crouched down.

The latter was so frightened that he took half a step back, but still raised his head and looked straight at Gawain.

"We're going to run some errands," Gawain looked into the child's eyes and said slowly, "Can you wait here for three days?" If we come back in three days, you go with us, and if we don't, you go south along the river, to a camp next to the river, and seek refuge with the people there. ”

Then he took out an amulet from his bosom and stuffed it into the child's hand: "Take this, and they will take you in." ”

The mute boy took the talisman and nodded slowly.