As soon as he returned to change into his clothes, there was a sudden burst of great suction under his feet, and after a rapid sense of falling, he opened his eyes again, and the surroundings had changed greatly.

The cozy Winterfell bedroom turned into a damp, dark dungeon in the blink of an eye, and the torch lit up the dungeon's outer corridor, a faint smell of rot lingering around the nose.

Thinking back to the situation before entering the ice and fire, Charles got up and walked outside the dungeon, and after a moment's look, he walked towards another cell not far away.

It's just a "blink of an eye" time, naturally there will be no accidents, Connie is still unconscious in the cell not far from the next door, and Charles has already repaired his mask, not to mention, even the three fire spells have been learned.

So he picked up a bunch of prison keys he had scavenged from the bandage man's cloak, pointed it at the lock, and prepared to open it.

But as soon as he touched it, he suddenly stopped again.

"Although the two sides of this dungeon look dark, it can't be just the dungeon, right? What is it? Will there be any special treasures? ”

I didn't think about this problem carefully because I was in a hurry to find a way to repair the mask, but now that I think about it, it seems that it is really possible.

After all, the last choice that can allow the bandage man to escape under danger, in a sense, this should be his lair, right?

What's in the Lair?

With this in mind, he put away the key in his hand, glanced at Connie who had collapsed on the straw pile with her eyes closed, and instead picked up a torch near the cell door, and walked into the depths of darkness.

Both sides of the corridor were drowning in darkness, and he couldn't really see it, and he didn't know which side was the real exit, but it happened that the dog barked on the left hand side, so he walked in that direction.

However, when he came to the location where the barking of the dog came, it was clear that what he saw was not a dog.

It's a person!

A grinning man who is sloppy to the extreme.

Aside from the dirty cheeks, judging from the general outline, this person is about twenty years old, with messy blonde hair clinging to his forehead, naked and thin, and his whole body is full of traces of feces and urine.

"Hello?"

Charles said hello, only to be greeted by a menacing pant, chapped lips, black teeth, and a pair of long, dirty nails scratching and clenching at the wooden cage to make trivial noises, as if trying to suppress his desire to attack.

This can't be a normal person.

Charles concludes on this.

"A dog turned into a man?" After a few closer looks, he looked like a dog in terms of demeanor and demeanor, but he was indeed human......

Having just left the other world and the True Eye had not yet been fully charged, Charles was unsure what was going on.

"Cursed?"

In the end, he just shook his head, and left the place under the grinning gaze of the "human dog".

Whatever the case may be, he doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, he can't communicate, and he's full of hostility, which makes him feel the slightest bit of sympathy, so he doesn't plan to let it out and cause trouble for himself.

Later, he saw several more prisoners in the cells, but unlike the "dog", they were all dead.

Some were rotten and smelly.

Some turned directly into the white bones of carrion, and the maggots slowly wriggled in the hollow eye sockets under the light of the torch.

Whatever their form, however, they seemed to have suffered a great deal during their lifetime, as evidenced by the crumbling walls of the prison and the various marks on the floor.

Walking through the corridor, the torch in his hand, the darkness on both sides of the darkness emerged one after another, until ten minutes later, what he saw in front of him was no longer a prison, but a hall.

Like a prison guard's place of activity, the hall is located at the end of the cell, which is much cleaner and brighter than the cell area.

Deep in the hall, there is an inconspicuous brown and black wooden door, which faintly tells the location of the exit.

Step forward and open the door.

The dim light faded in an instant, and everything in front of me became extremely bright. The salty smell of the sea followed. As far as the eye can see, the emerald blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, radiating with brilliance from the sun overhead.

The wooden bridge at his feet, flanked by stone steps leading to the land, turned his head to see the gray rock walls inlaid with black wooden doors slightly open, and the dim hall and the dark prison area in the depths looked particularly eerie at this time.

What seems like a port?

Charles came to his conclusion, only to be dismissed as he walked up the stairs to the top

It's an island!

A small island!

At the foot is the edge of the island, like a port of call, with a sandy beach in front of you, a not-so-dense bush behind a few coconut trees, and then, in the distance, a towering house and a square in front of it.

Behind the house is a lush forest area, where the branches and leaves of the forest are fluttering in the wind, and the faint sound of monkeys is heard, which makes people look very comfortable.

But he wouldn't forget what he had just seen in the dark area beneath his feet.

With the presence of the building, Charles's relaxed mind became cautious again, and he stepped forward, holding a dagger he found in the halls of the dungeon.

He wasn't sure if there was anyone else in the room, which should have woken up Connie to investigate. However, when Connie wakes up, it will become very inconvenient for him to act, and secondly, Connie can't actually help him much.

After a long period of contact at sea, Charles knew what she was capable of. Although it sounds like she is two levels higher than him, in fact, because of the choice of path, she is more inclined to escape and bless, and there are some cumbersome ritual magic, and in addition to learning the expulsion spell, in addition to learning the expulsion charm, it is probably better to use a crossbow and a flintlock pistol.

But none of them here.

In addition, because of the blood relationship, her body has a strong healing ability, but unfortunately she is a woman, otherwise she can actually be a tank......

So instead of letting her wake up and "make trouble", it is better to go on her own.

However, despite his determination, Charles did not immediately approach the place, but cautiously circled the edge of the island.

As night fell, he even returned to a hidden boulder not far from the dungeon to stare intently for the night, and the next day he didn't start exploring again until the shuttle door was fully charged.

If there is danger, the presence of a shuttle door is more or less a buffer. However, after this night, Charles vaguely felt that there was no one else here.

Because if there were, the bandage man hadn't appeared for a long time, and his accomplice couldn't have been indifferent, but he had been observing for so long, and he hadn't seen anyone go to the dungeon.

"It seems that this man is wary of people other than himself."

Secretly guessing, he came to the north of the gray house, and after a few glances, he began to climb up the back wall of the house with a dagger in his mouth.

No one is home, but some things are much more difficult than people, and as a necromancer who needs to hide himself carefully, it's normal for a bandage person to distrust others, but it would be abnormal if they didn't trust even their own "summons".

Although it is possible that the things that may have existed have disappeared because of death, no one can guarantee such a thing.

So he still can't go through the main door.

Climbing deftly on the edge of the raised building of the house here, and occasionally glancing through the windows embedded in the walls, the empty scene seemed to be a bit worrying, but with the presence of a true eye, all clues and dangers could not escape his eyes—which was an important reason for him to dare to be so bold.

[A cursed wailing banshee, its vigilance]

[It's wandering aimlessly]

……

The faint human female phantom floated in the room, the phantom was so faint that it could not even be detected without intently observing, but Charles only needed to glance at it to detect the creature's existence.

There were dangers in several houses on the first and second floors, so the charr went directly to these hidden dangers.

He didn't stop until he climbed to the top of the house and had nowhere else to climb, and looked sideways through the window, where an attic converted study came into view.

Seeing this, Charles couldn't help but grin.

A necromancer's hidden secretary's room, will there be a spell book in it?

The answer seems to be yes.