The days in the dungeon are counted by hard bread, and each piece you get means another day.

Judging by the time, the snow season is now over, and spring is beginning to arrive.

Arnold's internal injuries gradually recovered, and only the condition of his legs gradually deteriorated.

The broken bone could not heal, and until now the whole right leg was swollen, and the light here was too weak for him to see whether the leg was bruised or black, and he only felt pain.

When I was sleeping, if I accidentally touched it, I didn't want to sleep all night, I could only rest against the wall for a while, but in the dungeon, I didn't have to do anything, and no one would care if I lay down and sit.

"Arnold, are you awake?" said Sophia's voice next door.

"Wake up. Arnold leaned against the wall and said weakly, in fact, he did not sleep at all, and endured the pain for a long time.

In the dark days, only Sophia can spend time with him.

The man, who called himself the Earl, clamoured that day to teach the witch a lesson.

"You're the witch, I'm the Earl of White Mist, I don't know what you used to keep me here, and now let me go, I can still let you die a happy death, or you'll regret being born in this world," the man threatened after the witch appeared.

The witch ignored him, and then he said something nasty.

The witch was so angry that she opened the cell door and poured him a bottle of potion, and by now, the man could not speak, only to make a "woo-woo" sound.

This made Arnold wonder, why did the witch kidnap the Count?

If the witch is to avenge the nobles' murder of the witch, then it is better to kill the Earl directly, does she also need to use the Count for something?

Now the man can't speak, and he can't start if he wants to ask.

"We've been locked up here for almost two months, haven't we?" asked Sophia.

"It should be. "Arnold didn't think about counting the days when he was first imprisoned, and it was only later that he developed this habit.

His clothes were filthy and smelly, and he couldn't smell them for too long, and there was a beard around his mouth that he couldn't take care of here.

"I miss the smell of the sun. Sophia closed her eyes and imagined herself lying on the grass, which used to be in the spring when the sun was just right, and she went out to pick in the field with some girls, and when she was tired, she lay on the grass and enjoyed the sun, the feeling of freshness and warmth.

Sunshine?Arnold rarely had the leisure to enjoy the sunshine, he had to receive a large number of believers in the divine court, and he was busy from morning to night every day, and by the time he was free, the sun was long gone.

"Arnold?" Sophia called out softly.

It also seemed to be a habit, and that day Arnold told her to hold her hand, and then when she felt scared or upset, she wanted to get courage from Arnold.

He leaned against the wall and moved to the fence, stretched out his hand, and the two men held each other tightly.

A witch's voice came from the entrance of the passageway.

The man stood by the fence and let out a whining sound that seemed to curse her.

"Save your energy. The witch laughed.

The man banged on the fence with his hand to make a final resistance.

The other side.

Sophia leaned on the fence and begged, "Please, Arnold's injuries are too serious, you can help him." ”

She sometimes woke up in the night and heard Arnold's murmurs of pain.

Arnold never mentioned this to her, and she felt powerless to do anything, so she could only cry secretly and accompany Arnold through the difficult time.

"Oh, is it?" the witch stared at Arnold, without the slightest mercy in her eyes.

"It's none of your business. Arnold refuses the witch's help.

"Good. "The witch wanted to teach him a permanent lesson, so she hadn't given him any healing potions until now.

"He's badly wounded, and you don't want him dead, do you? Sophia continued to plead, Arnold was stubborn, but the pain could not be dissipated, and she could not bear to watch him live in pain every day.

The witch began to hesitate, she opened the cell door to check, Arnold was of great use to her, and he must not let him die.

"Don't touch me. Arnold resisted.

For him, he was a priest of the Holy See, a servant of the gods of nature, and if he was healed by a witch, it would be a humiliation to the gods, and he was forced to drink potions to save his life, but now this injury is not enough for human life.

"You are my prisoner and have no right to speak. "Witches don't listen to him.

Arnold resisted fiercely, venting all the resentment and anger that had accumulated in his heart.

"You give me silence. ”

The witch stretched out her right hand and released her fist, and Arnold was imprisoned in place.

"Heh, you do have perseverance, if such an injury is placed on someone else, you may not be able to stand the pain and commit suicide. The witch let go of Arnold and went outside the cell to dispense the potion.

"Damn, why isn't there any?" The witch seemed to be missing a few materials, and she searched the table and cabinet but couldn't find it, so she had to leave the dungeon and look outside.

Arnold was lying on the ground, his mind was a little blurred, and after venting just now, the anguish in his heart dissipated a little.

But the leg injury worsened a lot, and he almost fainted in pain.

What is that?

Arnold tilted his head and noticed a strange thing on the ground, and he knew it well, it must have fallen from the witch.

He reached out and grabbed it.

A pendant?

It's a square sign with a broken rope tied to it, and it's supposed to have been caused by the conflict just now.

The sign should be black, with a strange pattern on one side, I don't know what it is carved, and the other side is even stranger, with a long strip-like core in the middle.

He tried to touch it, and found that the core could be pushed.

Is this the key? Where is the key?

Arnold didn't understand at all, he had never seen a key look like this.

Soon, the witch came down from above in a hurry.

While groping for the position of his chest, he carried the lamp and looked around for something.

"Are you looking for this?" Arnold held up the object in his hand, it was impossible for him to hide it, and sooner or later he would hand it over.

"It turned out to be here. The witch relaxed.

"What is this?" Arnold asked casually, and the witch never answered any of his questions.

"The secrets of your Holy See. ”

This time it was a surprise that the witch actually answered him.

What secrets of the Holy See?

Arnold had never heard of a secret of the Holy See related to the key, except in the case of a major secret.

The secret of that level is in the Snow Man Kingdom, and only the archbishop of the Glory Great God Court knows about it.

"How did you find out?" Arnold couldn't believe that a witch could get such news.

"That's not something you should know. The witch put away the key and began to prepare a new potion.