"Maybe it's because of my subconscious relationship, even though I know that the Mother of the Crypt is not the gods we know, but I subconsciously think of it as some kind of church. In the throne hall of the castle of the blue lion king, Siggett put his hand on the brazier in front of the throne and rubbed it. The increasing rain outside the castle filled the hall with an unpleasant chill. Not only the king, but also the brazier at their feet, and even the hot drink brought by the servants at their hands was kept in their hands.

"So you mean that there are plurality of dark hearts buried beneath the Hammer Lord, and that they were all summoned to this land by your ancestors?" Cheese frowned, concluding at the lengthy narrative. The mage lowered his head and fixed his eyes on the reddening coals in the brazier, "But this is completely unreasonable. ”

"What's unreasonable, isn't this a pretty standard devil's deal?" asked Jack, who was sitting behind Cheese, when he heard the grey-robed whisper. Not only Wolfwalker, but since Cheese didn't deliberately lower his voice, almost everyone in the throne room heard his words, and everyone, including Sigget, expressed confusion at his words. In their opinion, there is nothing unreasonable about the fact that the first king of the blue lion established the state by summoning evil gods.

"It's because this deal sounds so normal that I don't think it's reasonable. The mage leaned back and leaned back in his chair, but his eyes remained focused on the brazier. "The Mother of the Crypt is one of the most active beings in the world, and every time she appears in history, it has caused far more damage than it has upended a nation. I mean, as the lord of the darkness underground, Mother Crypt doesn't act according to the logic of intelligent beings. I don't understand why it is against His nature to answer a human call, and even to actually fulfill the deal to help him build a nation. ”

"But that explains the problem we are facing. Those who spread the plague must have a connection to the Mother Crypt, and the Hammer Duke's rampart plan prevented the prophesied destruction of the Lion, so they tried to break the stone that weighed on the Heart of the Darkness and make the prophecy come true!" said Heather, knowing that the plague in the Lion was far from as simple as it seemed, and that too many forces had intervened in the chaos and turned the already complex situation into even more disorder. And the sense of honor as a knight drives her to find out the root cause of all chaos and completely eliminate it in the midst of all chaos.

"No, the prophecy has come true. The King of the Grey Lion interrupted Heather, "Even if you can find the spreader of this plague, or drive out the Dark Heart, the Grey Lion will not return to its original form. "For years, André and I have been dedicated to guarding against hidden dangers from the west, and we once thought that if the walls were built, that damn prophecy would just turn out to be a joke. But look at it, look at what we're suffering, what's the difference between this country and the destruction of the country today?"

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Atticus slammed to his seat and walked over to the monarch's side and looked at Siggett with a shocked expression, the Iron Knight could not believe that the king to whom he was loyal would say such a thing.

"Isn't it?" said the king, who was no longer young, slammed his fist against the window frame in a dull sound, and he turned his head to look at his chief knight, and almost shouted the words. "Tell me, Atticus, why did the kingdom which I had painstakingly governed for decades come to be like this? Ah, am I a tyrannical monarch? I have oppressed my people?

"Your Majesty, you are the most honoured king I have ever met or heard of, and the pride of the Hearn family. Swear by the kings of the past who once reigned in this hall that the lion under your rule is not inferior to any of them. The Grand Knight fell to one knee in fear, put his hand on his chest and swore solemnly. As he did so, a melodious and loud bell rang from outside the castle.

"Boom... Boom..."The sound of the bell overshadowed the sound of the rain at this moment, and spread to every corner of the royal capital.

"This is the bell of the great funeral, the funeral of the fallen soldiers of the royal city guard, has begun. Heather's face was a little pale, and I don't know if it was because of the fear of seeing the king's anger, or because of the grief of the funeral. She whispered to those around her who didn't understand the meaning of the bell.

"Listen, Atticus. My chief knight, my mentor, listen to the sound of this death knell, how can I still convince myself to be a worthy king with so many people dying because of my negligence?" Sigurt leaned against the window, as if he would fall if he didn't. The king's voice was low, as if asking, as if talking to himself.

"They died to protect the kingdom and the people, they fought with faith and glory, your majesty, this bell is our respect and remembrance of them, if anyone weeps over this bell, then he is not at the fault of his duty, but is impressed by this great sacrifice! Everyone in the throne room was also looking at the monarch of the country, at the fragile man leaning against the window.

However, one of these people noticed something that no one else noticed.

Siggett wanted to say something, but when he spoke, a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth! The king looked down at the blood on his chest in amazement, he didn't understand what was happening.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing the king's strange appearance, the always experienced Atticus lost his usual composure, and he stood up at once, and stretched out his hand to support the king. However, before the Iron Knight could touch Sigget's body, a hairy, wolf-like creature pulled the Lion King away from the Grand Knight Chief, and then rushed to the throne with him in his arms.

All this happened so quickly that before the others could react to the situation in the hall, Jack, who had turned into a werewolf, had already pressed the blood-spitting king firmly to the throne. Next to the throne, Cheese stood there at some point with a dark red glow in his eyes, his hands in a triangle, the center of which was facing the king's eyebrows, and his mouth began to recite a quick and complex incantation.

"What are you doing?" said Atticus, pulling the iron from his scabbard, the inscription on the witch-hunting sword glowing a dazzling red, indicating a strong magical response. However, before the Iron Knight could finish his words, he was interrupted by what was happening on the throne.

Perhaps it was Cheese's spell that worked, and the king, who was pressed to his throne, struggled frantically, opened his mouth and let out a silent scream, which turned into a fierce wind in the air, spreading outward from the center of the throne, blowing the charcoal in the brazier into bright tongues of fire. But that wasn't the end of it, after the scream, the king's eyes and ears began to shoot light of the same color as the cheese's eyes, and these rays grew brighter and brighter with the mage's incantation, and even turned into four pillars of light that looked like substance!

"Get out of his body! demon!" said Cheese, whose grey robe hunted with the surge of magic, shouted at the king at the end of his spell. At the same time, behind the king, an illusory and huge image flashed by, appearing and disappearing so fast that people only had time to see the horns on the head and the bat-like wings on the back.