Time passed, and the soaked hides were gradually dried, but the escort team was still discussing, but they always came up with a solution that was agreed upon by all parties, and they fell into an endless cycle of deadlock. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info to them, it seems that no matter how they go out, they are dead, but they are not willing to die outside with the magic crown.

Gale closed his eyes and recuperated, thinking about the words left by the elf king, those strange words, but they were as unpredictable as a mystery, but he couldn't help but think of them.

When there was a rumbling in their stomachs, they no longer argued fearlessly. With no food to be found in this abandoned castle, the knight suggested returning to the cold pool and pulling out the dead bodies that had not been dead for a long time to roast.

But they were opposed by the knights of Podore, and when they came from the forest, no one could see the true faces of the monkeys, and who could tell whether the dead bodies under the water were just dead, or if they were cursed.

{My great people of Rhett, swear not to eat food tainted with evil.} ｝

{The clothes are all dry, let's get out of here for a while and look outside.} ｝

The well-informed and the person who led the escort team gave an order, and the others put on animal skins by the fire and got up busily. The long silence also made them feel weird, but they were also a little used to it.

With a click, the knight glanced at the sword, sheathed it again, and cursed: {Damn, those vines have blackened my sword.} ｝

{Tidying things up, we can't waste time here, it's hard to walk in the dark.} ｝

Walking to the edge of the circular staircase, trying to go up, he heard a strange noise all around, the escort team stopped, slowly drew his long sword, and Gale slightly grabbed the magic wand on his waist with his right hand, just in case.

The enraged knight of Podolie swung his sword and slashed at the wall, but there was no movement.

{I, the Searles, are not afraid of the dark!}

There was a thud and a thump as the team walked up the circular staircase, and suddenly, with a wave of their hands, they all stopped, and where the eyes signaled, there was a strange reflection on the wall, moving slightly, and the shadow retreated from the iron handrail.

{Chase!}

With a roar of rage, the escort team sped up as if they had found a golden mountain, and returned to the castle, but they found nothing, and the surrounding area was lifeless and gloomy.

{Damn weird.} ｝

The knight was visibly furious, for the strange thing had fled without a trace at such shouts and footsteps, and a ghostly atmosphere had spread, and the castle was as strange as the lion-man had said.

{Come with me, check over there.} ｝

The knights of Podore, who were about to lead the party out of the castle in search of food, were a little furious, and this time they were unwilling to be escaped by the strange thing for the third time, and they had to find out the strange thing and kill it with a sword!

The sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway, and the clutter was scrutinized.

Standing at a turnpoint, Gail looked at the snow-covered meadows, which looked particularly beautiful in the light of the sun, and there was a person holding a magic wand in his hand, constantly practicing, and suddenly he came back to his senses, and the black eyes of the witch regent appeared, igniting a raging fire, which instantly appeared in front of his eyes, impacting his eyes!

{What's wrong with you!}

The shouts of the convoy woke up Gail, who was supported by the knight, and gasped for breath, and said in horror: {Did you see a man in the snow just now, and he turned around and appeared in front of me, the eyes of the Witch Regent!}

The knight looked at the sorcerer as if he had been submerged and rushed out of the water, his life renewed, his tear-choking eyes whirling, not at all joking.

{Your will is shaken!} Podoreel said: {It is the Witch Regent, it has successfully corrupted your will, and you need the glorious light to reappear in your heart.} ｝

Gale clutched his wand in his hand, skeptical of the words of the Podol Knight, as if he had been being watched by the Witch King in the library of the city of Nussel.

{After resting, let's move forward and keep up with the team!}

{I'm fine.} ｝

A few people observed, and there was nothing unusual, and they went deeper into the corridor. In addition to the sound of footsteps and armor, the surroundings were strangely surprised, and the knight couldn't help but ask curiously: {We heard a squeak under the castle, why did it disappear.} ｝

{Be careful.} ｝

There was a clicking sound, and at the end of the echoing hallway, it was the sound of a door, so light and yet real. Several blades lit up, approaching the end where the sound had vanished.

With a clang, the knight kicked in, only to find a strange cloud of black smoke pouring into the wall. The walls were connected, and when the two chased them to another room, they found that the black smoke was still billowing.

{Quick, go to the front room, that damn thing is still running!}

chased out three or four rooms, until the black smoke disappeared without a trace, which was very weird. The knight looked at the people curiously, and said in surprise: {Isn't this collapsed door exactly what we split earlier?} ｝

Such a large castle, this black smoke disappeared in this room every time, this person felt a little puzzled.

As if remembering some strange detail, Gale turned away from the knight, grasped the magic wand, and went into the house, staring around, but finding no trace of movement, until standing by the dark window, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching in the painting on the wall behind him!

The knight outside, hearing the witchcraft spell, chased into the house, only to see a bright light binding the ugly portrait on the wall, which struggled as if it were alive.

{Damn, I should have found it hiding inside!}

{I'm going to have to burn it to death this time!}

The knight was furious, put away his sword, and strode forward, pulling the ugly painting of struggle down, and trying to go to the fire that had not yet been extinguished beneath the castle.

{No, no, don't go down there, the master comes back and will kill me.} ｝

The voice came from the portrait, and the knight was furious, and was tossed several times by the black shadow, and had already planned to burn this strange thing of unknown nature!

There was a bang, the portrait was smashed against the wall, and several cries of pain were heard, and the knight of Podolie swung his sword and shouted angrily: {Evil and ugly monster, if you don't get out again, the light of justice will split you in half!}

The portrait kept shaking, and a toad crawled out, and the portrait returned to its original appearance, holding a magic wand in his hand, and it turned out that the owner of this castle was a magician, with black hair, blue eyes, and angular features, exuding the aura of this royal noble.

{Who are you, say it quickly!} A few long swords swung away, and the toad, which could walk upright, was a little frightened, protected its head, and leaned against the corner of the wall tremblingly.

{No, I can't say, the master will kill me, it will kill me.} ｝

{You thieves, you should not be in your master's castle, you demons will be punished, you will be punished by your master.} ｝

The lazy toad, who was timid a moment ago, seemed to have changed into a shell, and his words were full of dark and vicious words.