Scarlet Moon patiently talks to him and brings him food. Slowly, her thoughtful attitude won his trust.

Of course, Robert noticed that he was in a hurry to get out of the place.

When he first questioned Berclery, Robert already knew that he had deliberately driven the ship into a whirlpool.

Because he knew there was a place, and he had brought them here on purpose.

But now the half-elf can't be sure. The look of fear and confusion on Beclaire's face revealed, and he didn't know what this place was.

He was willing to talk to them, and he didn't really know what it was.

He's desperate, he wants to get out of here.

Why?

"Belclaire—" Robert stood up, trying to pacing around the room. He felt Berclery's eyes on him. "If you're planning to escape the darkness, this seems like the perfect place to be—"

"No!" becrank shouted, half-standing up.

Robert turned abruptly. "Why? Why are you so determined to get out of here?!

Why do you want to go back to where she can find you?"

Berclere twitched and lay back in his chair. "I- I don't know anything about this place!

I- I have to go back...... I've got to go somewhere...... I have a goal......

I can't rest until I find it. ”

"Find it! Find what?" shouted Robert.

He felt Scarlet Moon's hand on his arm and found himself growling like a mad dog, but it was all too disappointing!

I have something in my hand that I am willing to exchange the whole world for after the darkness, but I don't know why!

"I can't tell you!" Beclaire whispered.

Robert took a breath, closed his eyes, and tried to calm down.

His head hurt terribly.

He felt as if he was going to turn into thousands of pieces.

Scarlet Moon stood up. With two hands on his shoulders, she whispered words he didn't understand to comfort him, and he could only understand the word Mishakai in them.

Slowly, the feeling of horror vanished, and he felt as if he had been hollowed out.

"All right, Berclery. Robert sighed.

"Well, I'm sorry. We're not going to ask you about it anymore.

Tell me about you. Where are you from?"

Belclery hesitated for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he began to become a little nervous.

Robert noticed his bizarre reaction. "I'm from Willow, what about you?" he repeated carefully.

Belclery looked at him wearily. "You- you must not have heard of that place.

A - a small village in ...... At. He cleared his throat. "Nairaka. ”

"Nairaka?" Robert looked at the river breeze.

The Plainsman shook his head.

He's right. I've never heard of it. ”

"Me too," Robert said to himself.

"It's a shame Wade and the map he was carrying with him weren't here...... Bercleral, why ......"

"Robert!" Crimson shouted.

The half-elf immediately stood up, resting his hand reflexively on the hilt of the sword that was long gone.

He vaguely remembered struggling in the water, its weight pulling it down.

He secretly cursed that he had forgotten to send River Wind to guard the door, and could only look helplessly at the cardinal wizard standing at the door.

"Hello. The man said in a pleasant lingua franca.

The red robe brought the image of Rodlis back into Robert's mind, and the half-elf's vision began to blur.

For a moment he thought it was Rodlis. Then he began to see clearly.

The mage is much older, and his face is quite kind.

"Where are we?" asked Robert, hoarsely. "Who are you, and why did you bring us here?"

"Ahem!" the man said in disgust. He turned and walked away.

"Damn!" Robert jumped forward, trying to grab the man and pull him back.

But he felt a hand press on his shoulder.

"Wait," River Breeze told him. "Calm down, Robert.

He's a magician. Even if you bring a sword, you can't fight him. We're going to follow him and see where he goes.

If he casts a spell here, maybe he'll have to disarm it before he can get out. ”

Robert took a deep breath. "Of course, you're right. He kept gasping.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what went wrong with me. I felt so nervous, like an animal skin on a drum.

We can track him. Scarlet Moon, you stay here with Belcleral—"

"Don't!" Beclaire shouted. Bounced out of his chair, he nearly knocked Robert over.

"Don't leave me here!

"We're not going to leave you here!" said Robert, trying to break free of Belcleral, hugging him with all his might.

"Oh, okay.

Maybe it's better for us to act together. ”

They sped down the narrow aisle and began to make their way down the gloomy corridor.

"He's gone over there!" River Wind pointed ahead.

In the faint light, he could only see a corner of the red robe flashing down the hallway.

They crept after them. The promenade connects to another walkway that connects to the rooms.

"There wasn't such a place before!" said River Breeze. "It's hard walls every time. ”

"Hard illusions. Robert muttered.

They stepped into the hallway and looked around curiously.

The rooms, like the rooms before them, are historic and full of antique furniture.

The rooms were empty, too, but each had that strangely eerie light.

Maybe it used to be an inn, and they seem to be the only guests in nearly a hundred years.

They continued to advance through dilapidated walkways and spaces with huge stone pillars.

They didn't have time to scan their surroundings, especially when following the red-robed mage whose movements were unexpectedly fast.

Twice they thought he had thrown them off, but then they found the red figure in the empty hall or in the dilapidated stairwell.

At a fork in the road, they stood helplessly for a moment, looking at the two forks in the road.

"Let's go apart," Robert said after a moment. "But don't go too far. We're going to come back here to rendezvous.

If you have any trace of him, the river breeze, whistle immediately. I'll do the same. ”

Plainsman and Scarlet Moon nodded, and Berclery often stepped on Robert's foot, and the two of them went the other way.

He found nothing. The corridor led to another large room, also illuminated by that strange light.

Should he search carefully or turn back?, Robert hesitated for a moment, then decided to search the place quickly.

The room was empty except for a huge round table.

At that round table, when Robert looked closer, it was an astonishing map!

Robert quickly lowered his head and examined the map, hoping for a clue to the location.

That map is a detailed microcosm of a city, covered in a layer of crystal clear, and every detail is not missed.

Robert felt that the model inside was more realistic than the city outside.

"It's a shame Wade isn't here. He had a look of Kande's excitement in his mind.

The buildings are very old-fashioned, with elaborate towers jutting out into the crystal sky, and a lot of light beneath the white domes.

Beneath the stone arches is a majestic boulevard.

The streets are shaped like delicate cobwebs that lead to the very center of the city.

Robert felt Berclery timidly tugging at his sleeve and signaling that it was time for them to leave.

Even if he could speak, the man seemed to be used to it, and could even say that he preferred silence.

"Okay, just go down. Robert said reluctantly. He didn't hear any signal from the river wind.

And this map has a good chance of taking them out.

He bent down and looked more closely at the model in front of him.

The very center of the city is surrounded by many beautiful pavilions, as well as many majestic palaces.

The glass dome allows the summer flowers to bloom even in the cold of winter.

A building in the middle of the city felt familiar to Robert, even though he knew he had never been to this place.

But he still recognized the place.

As he racked his brain to remember this place, the hairs on his back involuntarily stood upside down.

It seemed to be a temple. It was the most beautiful building he had ever seen, even more beautiful than the Tower of the Sun and the Tower of the Stars in the Elven Kingdom.

Seven towers reaching up to the sky seem to be a celebration of the exploits of the gods.

The tower in the middle even surpassed the seven towers, as if it were not meant to worship God, but to surpass them.

The vague memories of the cataclysm that the elven teacher had taught him began to come back to his mind, reminding him of the story of the cataclysm.

The legend of the Pope - Robert took a step back, and there was little way for his breath to continue.

Berclery looked at him alertly, his face turning pale.

"Where is this?" he said, hugging Robert as he pulled him.

The half-elf shook his head, he couldn't speak.

The clue that hinted at their location made him too frightened to speak, as if he were drowned by the waves of the sea of blood.

Beclaire looked bewildered at the center of the map.

His eyes widened suddenly, and then he suddenly screamed, a terrible cry Robert had never heard before.

Berclery suddenly pounced on the crystal dome, banging incessantly, as if intending to destroy it completely.

Everyone was startled by his sudden behavior, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab him.

Robert asked excitedly, "What are you doing here, don't you think the current situation is chaotic enough?"

River Wind's face was solemn, and he looked at the crystal dome carefully, and suddenly felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

"River Breeze, did you find anything?" Crimson Moon approached him, equally nervous.