The escape of the Six and One God ended with the wagon violently ramming into a wall. Figilio had disappeared again, and after the six men had jumped out of the carriage in disarray, Valuto landed back to the ground with a delicate deft.

"This is ......," Wokan frowned as he looked at the wall in front of him, "Does that sound familiar?" ”

"The time they were kidnapped before, it was a place that looked a lot like this place." Kyild looked around with a calm face, "It should be Roses' base." ”

"Should we move forward? …… There seems to be no other choice. A familiar and offensive sound came from behind them, and Letty took Rosette's hand as she prepared to walk towards the gate, "There's no cover around, it looks like we're going to have to enter." ”

"Catching a turtle in an urn? We had to jump into a trap knowing they had set a trap, and it was really uncomfortable. Wokan grimaced, "We'll have to figure out how to get this field back." ”

"If you still have time to think about that." "Don't talk about that yet...... They're catching up! ”

A light that symbolized danger exploded not far behind them, and even though they knew Roses' intentions, they had to break into the open gates of the Roses base.

"They're almost going to put a sign on the gate that says, 'Welcome to the Trap,' right?" Wokan panted and took Lanoda to dodge the spikes that suddenly appeared on the ground, "Hey! I'd rather fight them head-on than play some kind of challenge here – oh! What is this—"

The curses and expletives of Wokan were buried by loud explosions and widespread subsidence. The weightlessness at his feet made Kyild quickly grab Bianko, and the panic in his black eyes convinced him that he had made a good choice. He would rather stay with his girl in the face of danger than leave Bianko aside in order to complete his mission.

The darkness made it impossible to perceive much, and Kylde could only hold Bianko tightly to prevent the sudden landing from hitting the girl. No matter how deep Roses' base could dig, Kryder didn't think they would be on the back for long – and he doubted that Rossos would have the patience to waste time on such a pointless part of the game when his prey was caught.

Just as he imagined, they had fallen into a dusty place, and judging by the hardness of the objects he felt on his back, they might have fallen into a pile of wooden crates.

"Ahem......"

The dust kicked up gave them no time to think about anything else for a short time, and they could only cough up the foreign objects that had choked in their mouths. Kyild felt a sharp pain in his chest, the impact had not yet been relieved, and he had been subjected to external irritation, which did not benefit him in the slightest, and perhaps even affected his future ...... But now he doesn't have much time to think about that.

"Bianco?" Kyild groped his way to another coughing voice in the darkness, the impact of the fall causing them to let go of their hands, but luckily they didn't go far apart, "Are you okay?" ”

"I, ahem, it's okay......" The girl sounded like she was trying to get closer to him, "What about the young master?" ”

"It's no worse than you." As he became accustomed to the darkness around him, he grabbed Bianko's wrist and gently patted her head and shoulders, "Do you hear anyone else's voice?" ”

Biancole shook her head, and she took a tentative step forward, only to crash into Kyalde's arms.

"Nope." She covered her nose and said sullenly, "Lano, Rosie, they are not here, and neither is Lord Valuto, there are only me and the young master here." ”

Kyild gently put his arm around Bianco's shoulders, trying to gauge the environment they found themselves in. There must have been some kind of light in one place, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to see clearly the dented wooden box around him that they had knocked out.

"Come, slow down." Kryd whispered to Bianko, "Let's find a way to get out of here first." ”

He took Bianco's hand, groped his way to the wall little by little, and began to move in the direction of the wall. There seemed to be a slight light not far away, and Kylde wasn't sure if it was his delusion, but at least it was a direction of action.

Biancole cautiously followed him, and Kyald needed to turn back every now and then to make sure the girl didn't trip over a stone. The space they were in was stable for now, so he didn't rush to the front. With his companion's whereabouts unknown, his own loss of most of his combat effectiveness, and the fact that he was carrying a young girl who couldn't fight, he needed to err on his side.

There were no other creatures around them, as Bianko didn't hear any sounds other than the two of them, and Kyild had made Biankoo sure that there wasn't a sound of some kind of mechanism working, so he was able to put his mind at ease.

After walking for about ten minutes, the things in front of me began to be dyed with a bright yellow halo. A few steps further, a candle lamp hung high on the wall, providing a certain amount of brightness to the distance of about three meters in front and behind.

"Oh, that's good." Kyild slowly leaned against the wall and sat down, the expression on his face was a little hideous because of the pain in his body, "Unbelievable, with the technology that Roseos has, he still uses this kind of lighting equipment that has been obsolete for decades, specially prepared for us?" Hiss ......"

He struggled to fumble for his pouch, but the wound was involved and the pain was severe. The back and forth blows to his chest and back made him a little dizzy, but fortunately he wasn't serious enough to lose consciousness, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

Imagine Bianko's expression, and Kïld felt deeply that he must not fall into a coma until he found anyone else.

"Young Master? You look bad. Biancole knelt in front of Kyild, her face full of worry, "What are you looking for?" ”

“…… Bring me my space bag. ”

The girl neatly untied the strap around his waist, handed him what he wanted, and stared at him closely. Kyild rummaged for a long time, and found a bottle of liquid that did not contain much content.

"It's not too bad." He muttered, "At least it works." ”

Kyild began to unbutton his shirt, and when he noticed that Biancom was still looking at him, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Since you stupid girl doesn't want to avoid suspicion, let's start a role." He sat forward, then took off his clothes, "Come here and see if my back is bleeding." ”

Biancole obediently moved herself behind Kyird, and he could even feel the girl's breath spraying on his back, and the soft little hand on his shoulder. Maybe it's the current situation that makes the girl forget her shame for a while? At least for some time before, the silly girl had refused to stay in the room while he was changing, or allowed him to stay by while she was changing—as if he were so rude.

"So, did you observe anything?" Kyild coughed softly, "Or do you need a magnifying glass?" ”

“…… No magnifying glass is required. Bianko's voice came from behind his head, and she didn't sound quite right, "No...... There was no bloodshed. ”

"How's it going?" Kyild calmly asked, "Is there any bruising?" Or is it redness and swelling? ”

“…… Well. The girl replied in a low voice, "There are many, all of them." ”

Kyild glanced down at his chest, he wasn't sure which of the front and back injuries was more severe, especially if both of them would affect his movements, so he had to deal with the more serious part first.

"How does it compare to the one on my chest?" He continued, "Which color is heavier?" Or more? ”

Bianco's fluffy head circled past him and he couldn't see her expression as she kept her head down to gauge the wound before quickly sitting back behind him.

"The color on the chest is darker, but the back area is larger......"

Kild took the bottle in his hand and looked at it for a moment, he was once again convinced that the medicine in the bottle should only be enough for him to use on one side, and considering that he was almost used to the stuffiness in his chest and the fact that the new wound would heal more easily, he decided to deal with the problem of his back first.

"Then help me wipe these out of the way." Kyild handed her the vial, and only withdrew his hand when it was gently removed, "I can't reach my back." ”

There was a "pop" as the cap was unscrewed, and the girl asked as she wondered if Biancove had noticed how he had drugged her wrist some time ago.

"How do I use it?"

"Pour a little into the palm of your hand, rub it warm, and rub it on my back." "Don't use too much at once, your hands won't be able to hold it." Don't worry I'm going to feel pain, push a little hard, you know, if you don't push hard, your force is like a gentle stroke to me, and it won't be useful. ”

After a while, the girl covered his back with a warm potion. The pain of the wound squinting him, but Bianco's force was still not enough.

"Reach for your hand." Kyild tried to pull his hand behind his back to grab Bianko's hand, then pressed his back, "You have to do it to this extent, or you'll waste this bottle of potion - you can see, we don't have much left." ”

The girl didn't reply, just took a soft breath. Her hands seemed to tremble a little, but she did increase her strength. He felt breathless pain, but it was within his reach.

As the girl added new potions and kneading them again and again, the coolness gradually spread from his back. Kyald didn't even feel the pain in his chest as much as it used to be—though it was only an illusion.

He began to think about their next move, they would definitely not be able to return to the place where they had fallen, so they would need to follow this path. It was clear that there was a new light ahead that didn't belong to the candlelight, and whether or not Roses wanted to lure them forward, they had to move forward.

"What, are you alright?"

After noticing that Bianco's movements had stopped for a moment, Kyild asked without looking back. But he didn't get a response from Bianko, and his heart sank, and for a moment the image of her being kidnapped by Roses and lost in the town of Timai came to his mind, and he quickly turned around, not even bothering about the pain of the wound he had been involved in.

"Why don't you make a sound?" Seeing that the girl was sitting there in good shape, Kyild breathed a sigh of relief, and the dull pain in his chest gradually spread to the nerves in his brain, "In this kind of place, I thought you-Biankop?" ”

Bianko sat there nicely, but her fists were clenched on her knees, her shoulders moving, and the tears that fell on her fists spoke for themselves, even though she lowered her head.