It's a trap. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who?"

The answer to this question is obvious.

"Camel ......"

Magellan gave a wry smile and let out a long breath.

"Whoever he is, it's a nuisance. ”

"He changed the puzzle that Isis left behind?"

Magellan said this, still feeling incredible.

"Only changed a little bit. ”

The countess stood at the edge of the safe zone and trampled several stone slabs around her with her foot.

Each time the serpents moved, but each time they didn't pounce on Helen.

"No wrong answer?"

Magellan felt that it was completely impossible for him to understand the goddess's train of thought, and his mind was in turmoil.

"Now it seems that only the only route you just took will allow the serpent to attack you. ”

The countess returned to the safe zone, her kitten whispering as if to vent her boredom.

Magellan felt that he had grasped something, he did not know Isis, but it was not the same with camels.

"He just swapped the only right line for the only wrong one. ”

"Considering that no one can understand Isis's intelligence, perhaps your guess is correct. ”

"If you don't set foot on these two paths, you can only watch in despair as the serpent spins around. Magellan smiled, knowing that he was right, that the camel could only find the only right way, "and now, the only mistake was the right way." ”

"The goddess Isis hates the Lord of the Storm, and she prides herself on her elusive wisdom, so she can never stand the foolishness of the unfathomable. ”

"In a sense, the tyrant of the sandstorm is the opposite of the goddess, the only mistake. ”

Before Magellan's eyes, the road was extremely clear, and the footprints of the Sandstorm Lord were all the way forward.

The serpents began to dance, as if they had really come to life, losing their weight of the sandstone, and swaying lightly, twisting into intricate patterns.

On several occasions, the serpent's head was aimed at Magellan, but as soon as he took the next step, the serpent turned its head to himself.

Finally, Magellan reached the finish line.

As he stepped onto the stone slab representing the Desert of Death, the serpent had twisted into a massive rune, two vipers entangled with each other, their heads facing the sun at the top of the hall.

Then the serpent opened its huge mouth and bit the sun fiercely, its fangs pierced into the gold, infusing it with venom, and the golden ball dimmed visibly to the naked eye.

Magellan unconsciously began to retreat, and it was something that began to permeate, perhaps from the gods, perhaps from the serpent.

Then the golden ball flowed out of golden blood and fell into the Nile on the floor.

When the gold reached the end of the Nile, a gate appeared. The heavy stone door suddenly opened, and the light faintly shone through the corridor behind it.

That's the way out.

"Let's go. ”

Magellan stooped down the gold chest and walked towards the corridor.

"Meow. ”

As they passed under the golden orb, the kitten raised its hair and let out an indefatigable meow.

"Did you hear anything?"

Magellan put down the box in the corridor: "Wait for me here." ”

The countess looked at him and was silent for a moment: "If you feel it is necessary." ”

"I'm sorry to get you into the affair between me and the camel. ”

Magellan said as he walked out of the hallway.

Outside was a bright and dazzling world, without a hint of wind, tiny pieces of gravel dancing wildly in the quiet air.

There, a team of sand thieves on camels was waiting.

"Camels have lost patience......"

Magellan shook his head and put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"What made him start looking down on me?"

There was no answer, and the air rose in the scorching sun and yellow sand, and there was a dead silence.

......

The desert at night is bitterly cold and unsettling.

But the fire and the camel can give a precious warmth, and the water will magnify it infinitely.

What's more, the countess also has a well-behaved kitten by her side.

The air was filled with the smell of broth, and the kitten kept sticking out its front paws towards the iron pot in the countess's arms, and her cries were full of supplication.

Magellan put the dry food in the pot and sprinkled a pinch of green powder into it.

"That's a trap. ”

As if talking to himself, Magellan didn't wait for the countess to say anything, but picked up two small fish from his side and put them in the pot.

"We are moving away from the Nile. ”

Magellan looked up at the stars.

"Camels aren't that stupid. ”

He took three bowls from his side, took the broth from the pot, and handed them to the countess.

"Is it possible that the exit from the Temple of Isis has been changed?"

"That can't be. ”

The countess put a bowl on the floor, and the kitten sat obediently next to it and waited for the broth to cool.

"I didn't expect the exit from the temple to be in the desert. Helen gracefully spooned the broth into her mouth, "You always feel that a camel will not underestimate you, but no one will not underestimate Magellan, who has lost his talent." ”

Magellan smiled: "This is kind of good news. ”

He gradually figured out a lot of things that he didn't understand before.

"He really shouldn't underestimate you. ”

"You know each other all too well," said the countess, taking a small fish from her bowl and putting it in the broth in front of the kitten, "just like you, who completely ignored the man beside him. ”

"That's a real nuisance. Magellan nodded, put a small fish in his mouth and chewed it carefully, "I'm wondering if it's really an ancient magician's mummy resurrected." ”

"I didn't smell the weird smell of the mummy with spices mixed with jerky. ”

"I hope my guess is wrong," Magellan said, pulling out a piece of softened dry food from the soup, "my sense of smell is too weak to be presentable, is it okay tonight?"

The countess was silent for a moment, as if trying to say something, "You are far worse than Picog." ”

Magellan smiled.

The kitten seemed to understand something, and raised its little face and let out a "meow".

......

They spent a great deal of time out of the desert, with Magellan driving the camels, the countess orienting themselves, and resting in the indigenous villages, where the tribesmen often saw the kittens and offered them respectfully.

This helped the two men, who arrived at the Nile much earlier than Magellan had expected.

"There was a goddess in ancient Emenquet who was the patron saint of cats, who was considered a subordinate of many powerful gods, and there were customs of reverence for cats in many places. ”

In the ancient city by the Nile, the ancient Emenchet expert brought by the countess laughed and picked up the kitten while explaining to Magellan what had happened to them.

"It seems that it is not just because of the gods, the ancient Emunkai people were the first breeders of domestic cats, and they always had a strong reverence for cats as creatures. ”

The kitten barked dissatisfiedly, and with a slight leap, returned to the countess's arms.