There was a clattering sound in the deep corridors, and the towering walls on both sides were covered with holes the size of human heads, and from time to time there was a sound of rustling in the holes, as if some strange creature had settled in these holes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sound of dada came from far and near, a dim oil lamp swayed left and right with the sound of dada, a tall figure carrying a somewhat dilapidated oil lamp walked along the deep corridor in the front, followed by a short woman and a woman who looked weak and weak, and the three of them continued to grope forward in this corridor by the light.

"Every time I come here, I feel creepy. The tall woman with the lantern whispered, vigilantly looking at the beehive-like holes on both sides of the wall, and felt like a pair of green eyes flashing from it from time to time.

"Ahem. The short woman who followed behind her did not respond, but only coughed vigorously, and the white cloak on her body slipped off her shoulders with a violent cough, and immediately a pair of hands reattached the cloak to the short woman's shoulders, and patted the short woman's back worriedly, so that she could feel better.

The short woman clapped her hands at the weak woman, and in the dim light, a pale face looked particularly terrifying, especially the abnormal flushing on both sides of her cheeks: "Coldridge Prison has existed since the appearance of my family, it can be said that this prison has witnessed the rise and fall of the entire empire, and has also imprisoned many enemies of the empire, if Shengang is the pride of the empire, then the coldridge is the darkness of the empire." The pale palm of the short woman gently caressed the cold wall, the bottomless holes, which may be terrifying to others, but for these prisoners held inside, this is the only place where light can be seen.

The three of them did not talk too much, or in such a dark place, each of them did not want to devote his energy to gossip, and walked for an unknown amount of time, until the light in the lamp began to sway, and the three of them finally stopped in front of a new hole, which was only half a man high, worthy of the waist of a short woman.

The short woman nodded to the tall woman with the lantern, and the tall woman then took out a strange key from her waist, the key was in a cylindrical shape, and the bronze key was covered with dense fine particles, and the distance between each particle was arranged in a certain order, and the tall woman cautiously put the key in her hand into the hole, only to hear a squeaky sound, and the small particles quickly detached from the copper pillar key and seeped into the four walls of the hole。

"Confirmed, prison No. 1457 is allowed to open, identity is being confirmed, identity is confirmed, traitor Jester is correct. A mechanical sound sounded through the hole, accompanied by the sound of mechanical gears clinking, and a small crack appeared above the hole, and from the crack to the point, the wall carved with the hole began to slowly sink, revealing a small door as high as a man, and a downward staircase appeared in front of the eyes of the three of them.

The tall woman walked in first, and because of the limited height of the door, the tall woman had to hunch over, but when she entered the staircase, she realized that the passage was only large enough for one person, and that the top of her head was only a finger's distance from the ceiling.

"So I'm hating this place. "The whispers of dissatisfaction from tall women with their bodies, and their hands helplessly leaning against the walls, everything here seems small and oppressive, and it is indeed worthy of the dark name of the empire.

The three of them had not walked long before the stairs had come to an end, and a pure white door stood out in this narrow passage, especially the everlasting lights that emitted dazzling light on both sides of the door.

The pure white door is extremely smooth, leaving only an eye-sized window, which may not be called a window at all, the three of them waited at the door for a while, this pure white door finally opened slowly, behind the door is a small room, compared with the light outside, this room seems extremely dark, and a figure can be vaguely seen sitting in the deepest part of the room.

"Yo, isn't this Count Anduran and Lord Swordsman, there is even the daughter of the Violet family, it seems that my face is not small. The figure in the darkness spoke lightly, as if he was a little surprised by the arrival of the three of them.

"Jester, I think you know what we mean by being here. "The tall Countess of Andulan clearly had no affection for this traitor, and did not use even the most basic aristocratic etiquette, but went straight to the point.

The figure in the darkness chuckled, took the chain in his hand and made a gurgling sound: "The countess is really funny, I have said everything that should be said, and I will not open my mouth at all if I should not say it." “

"You're obsessed. The countess was a little angry, and the oil lamp in her hand flickered with her expression, but the light in the lamp seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness of the room.

Jester in the darkness did not react, but gave a boring snort, which made the countess even more annoyed.

"Ahem, you should know that you're an outcast now. Sword Saint Simmel tightened his cloak, and his weak voice was unusually harsh in the small room.

Yes, it is indeed harsh, at least for Jester in the dark, the words of the sword saint Simmel are extremely harsh, he has become an outcast, this is the result of the explosion in Shengang and the escape of the flash sword Kizil, Jester got from the dilapidated Shengang, in the past few days in Cold Ridge Prison, she has also been thinking about why she became an outcast, and the final conclusion is a little hurtful, but Jester has to admit that this is the most likely reason.

"You're no longer useful. "Sword Saint Simmel made up the sword at the right time.

Yes, he has no use value, the goal of using his status as a nobleman to get close to Ryan VIII has been completed, and because of the failure of the alchemy tomb, his position in the organization has begun to fall, although there is the crime of Frona, the daughter of the violet archduke, as a merit, but it is far less than the flash sword Kizil, in the eyes of the sheep-headed man Xiugus, he naturally has no value, and he should throw away the worthless items, this is the creed of the sheep-headed man Xiugus, and he knows it, but why was the moment she was discarded, she actually felt unprecedented loss and unwillingness, and she was not needed by others, Logan is like this, and so does Master Hughes.

"There's nothing left, I've told you all I know. Jester spoke in a low tone, with a sense of seeing.

"Are you sure? You know, it's about getting out of here alive, I think your sentence is one hundred and seventy-seven years, right? The countess looked at the dying oil lamp, and seemed unwilling to give up this clue.

Jester was silent in the darkness for a long time, until the last bit of flame was extinguished in the lamp, and the former viscount, the master of Hlein, finally spoke: "If I have to say, I can only tell you that their target has never been only Shengang, but even the Empire, if I guessed correctly, now their target should be the holy land in the hearts of those long-eared people." ”

As soon as Jester's words fell, the sword saint Simmel's face changed, the cloak on his shoulders slipped off involuntarily, and fell into the darkness, and Frona behind him was just about to pick up the cloak, but was firmly grasped by the scrawny hand that had been shiny, a pair of bright eyes were so stunning in Flona's eyes, the cold sword aura was permeated in the eyes of the sword saint, and the piercing Flona's eyes hurt, but the sword saint Simmel's next words made Verona feel like a lightning strike.

"Birmingham they're in danger. ”

Birmingham is in danger, because no one can sit back and relax in the face of so many dwarven warriors and mercenaries alone, and our protagonist Birmingham is no exception.