I don't know how long it took, but in front of this long and dark tunnel, I finally saw the stairs upward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoFrancis was physically handicapped, and Sammer kept supporting him forward. When he saw the light coming from the stairs in front of him, he was overjoyed. "Hold on, we're going out soon!" he said, and at the exit there was a secret inn he had quietly set up, and when he got there, the first thing he had to do was get a good night's sleep, and he was already exhausted from his slender body.

Excitedly, Francis didn't notice anything wrong, but Thornmer found something. "Wait, Monsieur Francis. He stopped. "Why did you stop?" asked Francis, somewhat angrily. "What about the others? What about the Earl, where have they gone?" Thornmer looked behind him, and all the people who were supposed to have been following them all along.

Francis was stunned, and then a chill rushed over him. "Oh, merciful goddess! I told you to keep up, why don't they listen? Francis had fallen back in a slightly repatriated mood, this tunnel could hide dangers that even he feared, and if something happened to Eve here, he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of it. "Well, in any case, let's go out first, and when I'm ready, hire someone to go back to them, for it's useless for us to turn back without a guide to guide us. He proposed.

Sammer also felt that Francis had a point, and although he was concerned about Eve's safety, he agreed to Francis's suggestion and continued with him towards the exit.

It took a lot of effort for them to finally reach the exit, and the harsh daylight forced Sammer to take some time to adjust to the bright space. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he found that this was not a deserted mountain as he thought, but a small village with a large number of people.

Thornmer stood on the hillside at the exit, taking in everything in front of him. Although this village is not large, it also lives at least a hundred people, he can see people still farming in the distance, there are several pigs in captivity in the pasture on the side, he can vaguely see several patrols patrolling the outskirts of the village, unlike the usual villages, there are many post stations here, with the marks of the French Chamber of Commerce on them, it seems that this is indeed a hidden trade route of France, or rather, a smuggling route. A patrol team saw Sammer and the others and immediately leaned over. "Mr. Francis, today is not the time for a trade, why are you here?" asked the patrol leader. "Something is wrong, prepare two of the best beds for me and these gentlemen, and we need to get some rest. "Francis just wants to fall headlong on the bed and never get up again.

"This, Monsieur Francis......" Sammer was about to say and stopped, this was Francis's territory, he couldn't say too much, so he could only remind vaguely.

"Ah, yes, you're looking for a few people who are familiar with the road, and I've got a few of my guests lost in it, so take some people down and see if you can get them out. Francis seemed to remember this, and commanded his men.

The men looked at each other, they had also organized several rescue teams to find those who were missing, but none of the rescue teams sent out had returned, and Francis had already ordered them not to enter that passage except for the safe route for transporting goods. Why do you want to let them in to save people now?

The captain came to his senses and said to Francis: "I understand, Monsieur Francis, I will take you to rest first, and then we will find someone to go in and save them." Francis nodded, pleased with his answer. "Very good, let's go!"

At the same time, Eve and Kagua also find themselves lost with the people around them. "Arthur, Orlando, Thornmer, Francis!" Eve kept calling out their names, trying to get some response. But with little success.

"Arthur?!Orlando?!" Eve shouted a little discouraged. "Francis?!

"Ah, forget it. Eve gave up. "You're just looking at that?" she asked, turning to Kagua, who was silent. "I'm sorry. Kagu Yamunadi responded. Eve sighed, expecting him to be unwise.

Eve had no choice but to rely on her instincts to move forward. "I remember Mr. Grey telling me before that if you get lost in a place like this, just keep leaning against the wall. Eve thought back to Mr. Gray's teachings, and she didn't know if it was true, but she was willing to try.

Kagua, on the other hand, pulled out a short knife from his waist, which was exactly the same as his other two, but much shorter. He used the knife to carve marks into the walls, but it wasn't long before he noticed something out of the ordinary.

"It's gone. Kagua muttered, but Eve could hear it clearly, after all, it was so quietly eerie. "What's missing?" Eve gathered around, and Kagua felt for the wall. "The mark, gone. Kagua said.

Eve borrowed the short knife from Kagua's hand and made a mark on the wall, then stared at him carefully. Sure enough, it wasn't long before the markings on the wall disappeared so abruptly as if they didn't exist at all.

Eve touched her chin, it seemed that there was something strange about this place, but for some reason, Eve was not alarmed, as if she had experienced something like this.

"It seems that there is no turning back, let's move on. Eve said that they would not be able to mark the path they had taken, and would have to rely on the "experience" that Mr. Grey had given him.

Kagua nodded, and then, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he grabbed Eve's wrist and pulled him behind him. "Bell!" he retrieved the dagger from Eve's hand and grabbed a rusty sword.

Kagua reflexively kicked the mysterious foe over, then pulled out the other knife from his waist, holding the short knife in his left hand and the regular-length knife in his right hand. Because the enemy was in the shadows, they couldn't see the enemy's appearance.

Reacting, Eve raised the oil lamp and illuminated the figure of the attacker. "Goddess, are you okay?" Exclaimed Eve after seeing the attacker's appearance clearly.

The man was dressed in tattered armor, and looked like a mercenary or soldier in front of him, the weapons in his hands were rusted, and the boots under his feet were worn out, no different from barefoot, and the most terrible thing was that there were only a few hairs left on his head, and his face was as dry and numb as a long-dead man, except for the eyes that were still slightly angry, indicating that he was not an undead creature, but a living person.

"Be careful. "Whatever he is, he must be treated as an enemy at this time. Kagua stared at the enemy in front of him, and when he showed his flaws, he cut off his head. For some reason, Kagua had an indescribable strange feeling, and for a while he couldn't tell why.

Eventually, the half-human, half-ghost creature lunged at him again, but with a stealthy and sluggish movement, barely threatening. Kagua seized the opportunity and easily slashed off his head with a long knife before he could swing his sword at him.

And when the head fell into the water beneath his feet, Kagua realized that something was wrong—there was no sound in all the man's actions, not even the click of his feet in the water. And because of this, he did not realize that the enemy was much more than this one.

Eve didn't know how Kagua, who had always been cautious, could be so reckless and completely expose his back to the enemy. "Be careful!" Eve could only draw her sword to help, and preemptively pierced the back of the guy who was about to sneak up on it.

Kagua's father was a mysterious exotic swordsman who was taught from a young age how to use his five senses to help in battle. And hearing was as important as his second eye, and the sudden loss of him left Kagua a little confused.

Fortunately, he was not alone at this time, and Eve helped her defend her back. He was relieved to slay the enemy in front of him. Because he couldn't hear the sound, he didn't know how many people were still hiding in the bottomless darkness, but there were only ten people in front of him, and they were a group of guys who were not even as good as ordinary people, and they were more than enough to deal with. The short knives and long knives in his hand were waved together, and each time he started, he would take away a life. He takes advantage of his speed and tends to finish his opponents before they can make a move.

Gradually, though, Kagua discovers that these people seem to be endless, and they can't be killed. Even if they weren't great, they forced Kagua and Eve to retreat. Sooner or later, they will run out of energy, and Eve will make a quick decision. "Get out!" she ordered, and then evacuated the battlefield with Kagua, away from the half-dead gang.

I don't know how long I ran, but Eve stopped when she couldn't hear them anymore. "Well, I can't hear them, I should be safe. She gasped, the shallow layer of water under her feet making their physical exertion much higher.

Kagua was shocked and asked, "Can you hear me?" Eve looked at him strangely, not understanding what he meant. Eve replied.

Kagua was silent, could he be the only one like this? He shook his head, since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it for the time being. "Nothing. He said, Eve didn't care, just a little helpless.

"Looks like we're going to have to take a different route, this time stick to the right wall!" she said, and then took the oil lamp and continued her journey to find a way out.