The passage was much smaller than Kenny had imagined, and even though he had taken off the silver armor given by Shelley before entering, he could only barely push the ground with his heels to move forward slowly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Compared to the other three, the other three were much better, especially Camille, who was short and thin, who was crawling on flat ground with ease.

After reaching the end, Alan was the first to get out of the hole, and he didn't give up his position right away, but looked around through the gap in the straw. It was not much the same as he had expected, and two guards stood outside the barn, seemingly chatting about the ritual of the to-night.

After the other three climbed out of the cave one after another, Alan had already seen the backyard through the leaky window: except for the two guards who were close to them and only separated by a broken door, there were two guards standing by the door leading to the dead wood forest in the backyard, two on each of the two passages leading to the main hall of the temple on the left and right, and two in the corridor on the second floor. Of course, he didn't know how many people were hiding in the shadows.

As Kenny got closer, Alan pointed to the old wooden door, and the former nodded.

Almost instantly, the cold light of the two daggers made two arcs in the quiet night, and when the wooden door closed again, the two guards, who had just been laughing and chatting, lay on the ground, breathless.

"What's next?" Kenny asked Alan as he wiped the blood from the dagger from the guard's clothes.

"Damn!" Alan roared in a low voice, "Don't get your clothes dirty!" he crouched down and unbuttoned the guard's armor in the dark, "Kane, put on the guard's clothes and find a way to bring two more guards over, remember not to attract too many people, we only need four sets of clothes." ”

"Understood. Kane took off his shirt in understanding.

Half an hour later, three well-dressed Flame Legion guards appeared in the barn. "Camille, the armament here is far more sophisticated than I expected," Alan said after pressing the buckle on the last piece of chain mail, "you go back the way you came and go to the forest to cause as much chaos as possible, I need you to lure all the guards outside the temple away." Also, if Sersi returns, tell him to come in through the secret passage, put on the armor in the haystack, and find a way to infiltrate the temple. ”

The imp nodded, and after watching the three of them leave the barn, he hid the last pair of armor in the grass and escaped from the manor along the secret passage.

"The night was dark and sinister everywhere. As the three of them reached the hallway leading to the main hall, one of the guards, with a scar on the corner of his eye, leaned against the wall and said with a smile in your language.

"A flaming sword, the flame is not extinguished. Kane straightened his helmet and smiled back.

"Why, you're so bored that you're going to watch Priest Aemon's tricks?" another guard chuckled. This life is round, no more than just reaching Kane's chin, and the hand holding the spear is also round, like a ball of flesh full of calluses.

"Stupid, you can't talk nonsense here!" the guard with a scar in the corner of his eye angrily scolded his companion.

"It's a trick to deceive people, and it's still so exciting, and yesterday, I've been standing for a day and a night, and I don't even want to say a word of grumbling?" The meat ball guard shrugged, clasped his hands, and leaned his spear taller than him on his shoulder, "I said, don't go with the three of you, there's nothing to see, it's just chanting spells, forging swords, poking people, what other novelties can there be?" My father was also a Legion of Flames, and Lord Namu happened to be there when he took the throne, and that's what he told me. In fact, every person of your knows in their hearts, this is a scam, a big scam. ”

"Damn, Collison, talk less! Think of your unborn daughter!" the first guard whispered.

"Hey, man, what's this!" Meatball pouted nonchalantly, "It's better to let Namu's son succeed him!Kane's kid is good, at least he knows how to be considerate of the city's citizens, and it's not bad for us, even if he is a little bit with Bi Yimonen, if the old lord can teach him to be forbearant and stay still until today, then there will be a good show, aha!"

"Your name is Collison?" Kane asked softly.

"No, no, man, he's just joking, but he doesn't mean to rebel!" the first guard hastened to explain, "His father was the most loyal Legion of Flame soldiers, and he used to drink and eat meat at the same table with Lord Namu. ”

"Hey, don't mention it, just met with the lord, the old lord drank a glass of wine and left, he was still bragging about it before he died!"

"We also want to meet with Master Aemon, so that we can blow before we breathe. Kane smiled heartily.

"I see where you cats have slept enough, it's too dark and boring outside!" Meatball let go of his wrapped hands and moved to the side, giving the three of them a position, "I bet there must be someone above you, or why would it be your turn to be a mobile whistle!"

Kane shrugged playfully, patted Meatball on the shoulder, and led Kenny and Alan into the hallway.

They followed the long stone path all the way in, and as they approached the temple hall, Alan jerked Kane's corner and pointed to the spiral stone staircase leading to the second floor. Then, they followed the stone steps to the second floor, and found a relatively secluded corner to look at the magnificent first-floor hall.

Hundreds of people stood scattered around the hall to watch the magnificent scene of the fire sacrifice. Ten blacksmiths were surrounding the five-man hearth, pulling bellows with their arms the thickness of an ox's neck. The smell was terrible, the heat was rising through the cold and humid air, and the flame crest on the surrounding walls was imprinted with firelight.

An old man is walking around the furnace. "O god of flames, come here in the darkness of our people!" he cried out, "Thou art the master of light, lord of fire, master of your, we have fused your heart into flames, please grant us light, for the long night is dark and sinister everywhere ....."

"He is Aemon the Flame Priest. Kane pointed his chin at the old man, his helmet tilted to the side inappropriately.

The prayer was still sung in the temple, and the crowd whispered. At the same time, the flames of the Divine Furnace became more dazzling, and the metallic smell became more intense. "Where's the sword?" Alan asked, looking at the fire in the furnace, "when will that heart-piercing sword be forged?"

"Before midnight. ”

"What about Linde?" Alan asked, "why didn't you see Linde?"

"Maybe after the sword is forged. ”

"I wish that sword hadn't been forged, so we wouldn't have to rescue Linde. Alan quipped.

"Although the legend is unknown, this temple and furnace are true, and there have been fire priests who have tried to forge swords from other furnaces, but they have always failed. Kane said, looking at the bright red flame emblem on the wall.

"No, the legend is ....." Alan turned his head and saw a pair of hands on his shoulders.