The lame boy walked in front with a torch, and Augustine led the little girl whose name was supposed to be Elizabeth, and walked step by step down into the dark and unknown abyss.

"I have two gold golems left, a gamma crystal of near-'will' purity, two books borrowed from St. John's Church, and it has been declared in advance that the Flowers and Blood are the private property of Miss Ben out of her own pocket. The little girl took Augustine's hand, and on her slender shoulder climbed a small white python, as Augustine's personal butler, she held soft fingers, "Your things are mine, but my things are not yours." Besides, you've got only two lame people on your list of riches, Augustine, and if we can't dig up something of value from this castle, you're a real pauper. ”

"Pandora and Ares are not my private wealth. Augustine smiled, his eyes softly looking at the white-shirted young man who was leading the way.

"Isn't it?" said the girl, disapprovingly, "a crappy junior astrologer, a victim of the family, if it weren't for you, would have been reduced to the plaything of the aristocracy." As for this little idiot who only knows how to count the stars in the sky, that is, the blood on his body is a bit interesting, Augustine, don't you have a more capable servant?

Augustine did not respond.

This is most likely a sign that he is angry. She was now nothing more than a poor "child" who was now in a state of being as close to her peak as a baby, so Elizabeth sensibly stopped sarcasm and mockery of Augustine's family. She has been with him for a while, and they have figured out the details of each other, knowing that this former one of the new stars of the empire has always been very kind on the surface, in fact, as long as he does not violate the bottom line, his endurance is very in line with his identity as a "hybrid breed" of the heir of the great nobility and the ascetic of Maidai Ola, but once offended, he will often not hesitate to put aside the noble norms and torture each other more like a heretic, and he likes the bloody "Miss Elizabeth" the most In fact, I like Augustine's hideous dark side very much, but the premise must be that the object of the hideous is not herself, she doesn't want her only remaining pet to be grilled by him on the fire again, and then smiles and asks her if it tastes good.

"You like Pandora?" asked Elizabeth softly.

"She likes me. Augustine, whose face was immersed in darkness, hesitated slightly, and replied softly.

The problem is that in this world, those who like him don't seem to have much luck. And Pandora, who was sent from heaven to hell, is one of the few characters who survived as lucky as the lame boy, and Augustine kept them around, in a way, it was not an easy thing to do. Elizabeth raised her little head to look at the blurry young man, held his hand, shook it, did not react, shook it twice, he finally lowered his head, Elizabeth finally saw most of his face that should be considered handsome according to human aesthetics, what attracted her the most was the pair of eyes, without the slightest hesitation, compared to the first time I saw him, this guy is getting stronger and stronger, this is a very peculiar feeling, like a puppet with a thin soul, getting thicker and heavier, one day, he will mature.

"Augustine, you are a monster bred by the Empire and the Holy See, and my sister is optimistic about you. Elizabeth suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, then frowned, jumping from a very ethereal topic to a very vulgar but practical question, "But the food on the carriage can't last a few days, a week at most, and the nearest town is also a few days away from Black Swan Lake Manor, what should I do?"

"Let Ares go grab some wild animals, and I brought some spices to the wagon as I passed through the upper town, which I promise will be better than the roast at the nobles' party. We don't need to go out and buy any supplies until the two groups of men assigned to me by the Holy See and Lord Haehime arrive at Sitharo. Augustine explained, however, that he did not expect that the resources allocated to him by the Holy See would not be evaporated on the way, and as for the "horns" of Lord Haihime, Augustine still longed for it in his heart, after all, it was a "big meal" that everyone coveted, and he prayed that this team would be as "lucky" as his itinerary.

"No wine, no cheese, how can you guarantee the healthy development of a lady?" said Elizabeth, who was furious again.

"Don't complain to a poor bastard. Augustine laughed.

The staircase spirals downwards and is suspended in the air.

The brighter it is, because there are a large number of fluorites embedded in the walls, and they can still maintain such a degree of brightness after 50 years, which is enough to prove their value in the first time they were put into use.

The staircase is not very deep, and after 5 minutes of walking, you can see the enormity of the underground structure and its epic depth without the need for torches.

The staircase stops on the first basement level, which is a ridiculously large hollow circle building, Augustine estimated the circumference of this concentric circle to be about 2 kilometers, in fact, after he circled it, Elizabeth reported the circumference number accurate to three decimal places, 2439 points and 61 meters, 243961, this number has a place in magical terms, known as the "tail of gold", and is the base number that magic, arcane and alchemy are heavily referenced.

"There are at least five floors down there. The little girl said excitedly, she always had a natural affinity for the dark and hidden.

There are 3 entrances in this concentric circle, which shows that there is great potential for excavation in both vertical and horizontal directions, Augustine did not rush through the entrance, he just stood on the inner edge of the concentric circles, leaning out slightly and looking down.

Bottomless.

"This is a vein point where the natural core weight is extraordinarily abundant, and it is the most suitable array eye on the continent to summon abyssal creatures in addition to the growth location of the 7 ancient trees of life, if you are lucky, there is a matching large magic array below, and you can get a bunch of high-quality scrolls that can make you instantly burst with the nuclear weight equivalent of abundant, and then with the dragon eye staff in your hand, it is estimated that you can ask for a doll that is shocking enough, let me think about it, well, it is unlikely that a lord-level abyss species at the top of the food chain such as the hell hydra is impossible, but there is still a chance to invite a Medusa that is twenty or thirty meters high。 She sat on Augustine's shoulder, shaking her little feet and smiling brightly.

"Ideals are always wonderful, reality is always cruel. Let's take it one step at a time. Augustine shook his head and smiled, turning and walking into a passageway.

It's a secret military base that rivals a top-notch labyrinth.

There are abandoned prisons, laboratories, residential areas, storage rooms, as long as a strategic castle should have all the functions and facilities, everything is missing here. The only flaw is that the layout of this labyrinth is cumbersome and protracted because of the pursuit of some kind of deformed beauty and concealment, slightly bloated, Augustine and the three of them have walked for nearly half an hour, and they have not repeated even a short distance, which shows its grand scale, Augustine can't imagine how many Imperial Caesar gold coins those high-grade glowstones will cost, "Is this war?" An abstract concept that was unfamiliar to him came to Augustine's mind.

"This is just a microcosm of the many wars that the Council of Judah and our Midgod have fought with you in the Papal Chamber and the Inquisition, we may have only walked a tenth or even a few tenths of it, 40 years ago, how many 'heretics' in the eyes of humanity were here, and how many of your 'compatriots' from the Inquisition died here, can you imagine? Yes, this is the war between us and you, and it is not a catastrophe that one or two saints of all races can prevent or save, little Augustine, do you know why I have remained with you to this day?" "Miss Elizabeth" gently hugged Augustine's head and called Augustine's name affectionately, this time not giving people a sense of nondescript absurdity, but like a maternal elder showing loving warmth to the junior.

"Because I'm handsome?" Augustine smiled.

Dressed in a simple shell, she was silent, and Augustine was a little embarrassed, reminding him of the last bad joke he had told to a witch, as if women like them were immune to this kind of black humor that had an immediate effect in nymphomaniacs. Elizabeth, who was most keen on playing with Augustine's men and women, had no desire to "flirt" with him, and continued: "There are many geniuses in the empire, but you are not only a penniless nobleman with a decaying family, but also a priest who cannot turn over again, who has nothing and even opportunities are strangled in the cradle, and who is pathetic to your level, there is no second one in the empire, and even you little poor creature can't cooperate, who else can I deal with?"

She paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Besides, I'm a woman, I often stay up late thinking, fighting, killing and killing, and I won't be able to get married." ”

Augustine laughed, "Miss Elizabeth, if you are a little more gentle-tempered, a little more enlarged, a little fuller breasts, and a little younger, I am sure that you will find a suitable male mate." ”

"In my world, there are countless strong people who pursue Miss Ben! I can use a group of top geniuses in various fields to stir up a bunch of holes in this empire with the hook of my fingers. She returned to her little shrewd nature, and bit Augustine's ear in the nearest principle, and gnawed wildly.

"Come on, just give me more faith points from the Chief Giant, Liesshield, it's a good idea. You spread the word that you have been captive by a damn human noble, and you urgently need warriors to come forward, and then I will discuss with Miss Elizabeth, who is both beautiful and wise, set a trap, catch one by one, hide it by yourself and study it, and give it to the three giants of the Sacramental Ministry, this is a very feasible plan, how about it, Miss Elizabeth, who has many suitors, does she have the desire to cooperate?" Augustine pushed the boat down the river, his eyes flashing, not like he was all joking. When a person is poor and crazy, no matter how crazy his thoughts are, he can force them out.

"Unless you're already close to the three unattainable dark giants and can guarantee that they don't design you, once two or three come, they can eat you alive, and it is not clear who will catch you as an experiment. She sneered.

"Forget it, security and stability are paramount. Augustine sighed, his eyes lit up, he finally stumbled into the entrance to the second basement floor, stopped at the door, turned his head to look at Elizabeth who was close at hand, and asked, "Do you remember the way back?"

"Yes, but I won't lead the way for you, unless you promise to give me the lowest level as a lair. Elizabeth raised an evil smile.

Augustine rolled his eyes, he didn't want to talk to this old witch with an innocent face unless he had to, and the lame boy who looked like a crippled boy with an IQ equal to zero idiocy turned his head to Augustine and squeezed out a shy smile, Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and screamed, it was the first time she had seen this Rotonchild's adopted servant exude human characteristics, she had thought that the blonde cripple named Ares was just being raised to develop into a rigid character in the direction of a mobile arsenal. Seeing the statement of the servant who symbolized the last petal of obsidian, Augustine breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he didn't need to worry about finding his way back, so he was relieved to explore the lower level.

This was his starting point, and this estate was his last and only foundation.

The more secrets are covered up and buried underneath, the higher the starting point for Young Master Augustine.