"What happened to Leah!" Evan stumbled to his ground as he grabbed his sword. As an honest blacksmith apprentice, www.biquge.info can move out of this posture is really forced by the situation.

"You mean that girl? I can't do anything with her, I just put some sleep powder... A large dose of sleep powder, to be precise... Oh, look at this sword, what a graceful arc, what a delicate pattern! I can already feel the power of this sword, the power of the curse, the power that belongs to me!" Wu Erna's gaze never took off the sword, and she approached step by step, becoming a little frenzied.

"Damn, I should have noticed it earlier, when I didn't come to Cutlan before, that red-eyed crow was controlled by you!" Evan tried to stall for time, and now he was going head-to-head with Wurna, and his own chance of winning was almost zero.

"What is the red-eyed crow? It has nothing to do with me! You better give me the sword honestly, I'm happy, maybe I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

"Don't come here!" Aven raised his sword and slammed it into the palm of Wurna's hand.

"Hmm. Wu Erna snorted, and was shocked to retreat a few steps. Her palms began to bleed, dripping onto the floor and splashing with blood.

"Impossible, this, this is..."A faint blue light came out of the rusted sword body, and the blue light flowed around a few times, and soon disappeared.

"You... You've struck this sword..."Wurna's face was filled with pain and shock, and she clutched her injured right hand and tried to take a few steps forward, but she fell to her knees unsteadily.

"No, that's not true—" Her voice grew softer and softer, her limbs and head trembling and shrunk rapidly, as if they had been drained of blood, and soon turned into a dried corpse.

The glow of the oil lamp calmed down, and the only thing left in the room was the sound of Aven's rapid gasps. Wisps of black ash began to peel off Wurna's corpse.

A parchment scroll, a parchment scroll slipped softly from her cuffs. It was a torn and yellowed parchment scroll with patterns and characters crookedly drawn on it...

Cursed Sword...

Walls... Huge statues...

The yellowed scrolls are painted with patterns, and these scenes are somewhat familiar... That's right, it's what Evan had experienced in his dreams...

Where's this... Does this sword have anything to do with this place? Why did Wu Erna chase this sword to the death... More and more mysteries were tickling at Aven's head like ants.

Leah, where's Leah?, Evan put away the scroll and ran into Leah's room as quickly as he could. A pungent smell came over his nose, and Evan covered his nose and opened the window, while Leah lay on the bed and seemed to be asleep.

"Leah, it's me, I'm Aven, wake up!" Evan picked Leah up, shaking her body, calling desperately.

"Ai... Elvin... You—" Leah gradually came to her senses, and when she saw Evan hugging her body, she was annoyed and angry, and she shook her hand and "snapped" it was a slap.

......

Nozer Capital, Cutland, on the first floor of the Royal Castle, in the conference hall on the west side.

At the edge of the long table, except for Slip, the military officer on foreign affairs, the rest of the people were already in their seats. Wells IV rubbed the apple in his hand with a solemn expression, and the atmosphere became a little gloomy.

First there was a succession of disappearances, then the assassination of Lord Gilberg, followed by another accident at Valhalla, and the latest troubles that left Wells IV overwhelmed.

"Lord Reriool, tell me what happened. Wells IV opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Yes, Your Majesty. "Everything went very well when I went in, but when I came back, Fern went mad and pushed the high priest into the spear formation, and then jumped into the holy pool himself, turning into a puddle of pus. ”

"Your Majesty, this is impossible, we all know that Fern will not do this. Rolf stood up and explained to Wells IV.

"On the last floor of Valhalla, I could already see the greed and conspiracy in his eyes, and Your Majesty, the chief knight also found the corner of the high priest's clothes by the holy pool, which is enough to prove that this was indeed done by Fern!"

The chief knight Manken nodded, and Wells IV was furious: "What a Fern Scott, it turns out that they have been planning for so long! I followed my father's teachings and retained the original royal blood of Noze, but I didn't expect that instead of knowing about the favor, they would want to use the four gods to bite me!"

He paused as he spoke: "Knight, I authorize you to immediately arrest the people of the Scott family, whether they are direct or collateral, anyone who is related by blood, and lock me all in the church, I want them to repent in front of the portraits of my father and the high priest, and I want them to understand who the supreme leader of this Noze really is!"

"But, Your Majesty, there are also those who are married to the old forces among the heirs of our forces, and those people are also arrested?" remembered this as Manken was about to leave his seat.

"Half-blood, half-blood, maybe half of their brains are also polluted, all of them are arrested by me, this is just a lesson, as long as the four idols of Noze are still there, they will still be useful!" Wells IV said frantically, the choice of the idols and the balance between politics had already made him anxious.

"Yes!" Manken saluted and left the conference hall with a few silver-armored guards.

"Your Majesty, what about the new lord of Gilberg?" quickly reminded Reriol.

"It must have been inherited by Fast's eldest son, and if I'm not mistaken, it should have been called Puou. Wells IV was furious, his brow furrowed.

"Your Majesty, the assassin who assassinated Fast has not yet been caught, and now the people in Gilberg are panicking, and from the perspective of maintaining social stability, I have a more suitable person here to temporarily take charge of Gilberg..."

"Well, that makes sense, it's still Reyriol's thoughtfulness, then I'll leave this matter to you, I can't take care of so many things..."Wells IV sighed, jumped out of his chair and turned to leave the chamber.

After the meeting, Leriol went to his room.

Thanks to Ferne, the plan was much ahead of schedule, Reliol thought. Anufara, wrapped in shadows, appeared silently, his blood-red eyes open, silently waiting for his master's next instructions.

"Go, you have to hand him this letter. Reriol placed a letter in Anufara's hand.

Anufara realized, and his body began to become more and more blurry, and the layers of black mist soon merged him with the shadows perfectly.

"By the way, remind him about the obstruction of the Dark Crystal, and hopefully he'll be prepared," Reriol added in passing as he was about to disappear.