The whole thing got weird, and the so-called secret passage became almost universally known, and Siegel heard it twice in just one day. He wanted the Moonlight Moya Scroll, whether the book was in the hands of the lord or McGonagall, perhaps only after meeting the female mage. However, Siegel is sure of one thing, Viscount Puran has absolutely no possibility of letting Master McGonagall go, how can he be truly merciful if he can hang everyone in the village upside down on the torture rack?

He was very wary in his heart, but the mage's face did not show the slightest flaw, and he still had a calm and curious look. After agreeing to Viscount Puran, Siegel decided to act immediately and asked the Viscount to take him to the entrance of the secret passage. However, Puran was also careful, and sent a servant to take them there, and he still settled the dinner at the table that seemed to never end.

"Bring a lantern, it's dark inside. Viscount Puran watched Siegel leave.

The servant took a lantern from the shelf at the door, held it in his hand, and pushed open the door to lead the way. Siegel had been paying attention to the servant's body movements, and found that his body had significantly relaxed after leaving the lighthouse. It seems that Viscount Puran has been accumulating prestige in the hearts of his servants for a long time, and he is an irreversible existence. Considering that he could maintain his rule by forceful and cruel means, these servants would not have a good life.

Being able to determine the mood changes of the servants is just right for Siegel to use spells.

Around the corner of the castle, out of sight of all the guards, Siegel quickly cast a spell to charm the humans. A sweet scent wafted into the servant's nose, and his spirit was immediately relaxed, and he became light-hearted and unalert. Add to that the use of a kind tone and a smiling expression. You will be able to gain friendship from him.

"Why does the Weeping Tower have such a name?" Siegel asked. Enchanting spells do not mean erasing memories. can't prevent someone from asking after the fact, so he has to dig up the information step by step.

"Oh, it's actually quite simple. Due to disrepair, the tower has been damaged in many places, revealing the mezzanine between the walls. Cracks and holes of various sizes have appeared in many places. When the wind blows, it makes a crying sound, hence the name. However, this tower was formerly known as the Sea Breeze Tower. ”

"Yes, it seems that you know a lot about this place. Siegel complimented her with a smile: "How long have you been here?"

"I was born here. I have been a servant since I was seven years old, and I have been working for twenty-five years. The man said, "It is a good job to serve your lordship. ”

"I am also in the service of the lord, a very young lord and also very merciful, not to hang so many corpses on the torture rack. ”

"It's a terrible thing, but who told them to communicate with the goblins?" the servant pouted, "and life here has changed a lot since the madman McGonagall brought the fog to it. The land gradually turned into a swamp, and many places could not be visited. I have a daring older brother who saw walking monsters while rowing in the swamp. Tall body and countless outstretched arms. Staggering in the mire with heavy steps. The monsters let out a terrible roar, and the waves nearly knocked the boat over. If it weren't for the quick opportunity. Flee in a hurry, and my brother will be sucked dry like many villagers, and his flesh will be used as a camouflage for monster infiltration. ”

"Such a terrible monster, how dare ordinary villagers contact it?"

"Who knows, but it was because of their foolishness that the lord was furious and hung everyone on the torture rack. The servant led them to the Weeping Tower, opened the gate with the key, and said as he went: "In the face of fear, no one knows what kind of mistake he will make, and there is no normal mind at that time. I've heard that the village is trying to communicate with the monsters not to ransack their village. However, their efforts attract the attention of the monsters, and their own village is fine, but many more villages along the river are attacked. ”

"These stupid villagers. Siegel's approval made the servant feel very proud, and the power of the enchanting spell deepened further, gradually taking him under complete control. "If only I could know how to drive away the fog and solve all the problems. ”

"You're right. The servant replied, "It was McGonagall who caused all this." I'll tell you the truth, McGonagall is locked up in the dungeon, and if anyone outside knows about it, she'll have to rush in angrily and cause chaos. In fact, the lord kept her locked up because he always wanted her to tell her how to drive away the fog. But so far, I have only obtained information about the amulet, and the symptoms are not cured. ”

Siegel shrugged and said to him, "Is the amulet really that magical?"

"Yes, since the lord ordered everyone to use amulets, the number of attacks has really decreased, and there are no more pretenders, so everyone can finally face others with confidence. The servant said, "Our lord always has a way to solve the problem. ”

That amulet was of no use at all, not even magic fluctuations, just an ornament—an expensive ornament. Siegel thought about it, but still didn't tell the truth, after all, the villagers also need comfort. At least the servant was right about something, at least there was less unnecessary suspicion, and people could get along.

By this time, the servant had led them to the entrance of the secret passage. Sure enough, the Crying Tower was making strange noises, squeaking and whining. The walls were cracked in many places, and many places were simply reinforced with planks and stones. Fortunately, the main wall is still stable and supports this century-old castle.

The secret passage was in the location of the well-informed sources, next to the fireplace, and the handrails made in the walls with iron ladders led to the depths of the earth. The servant took out a lantern, lit it in a sheltered place, and handed it to them. He was about to leave when Siegel grabbed him and asked him one last question.

"Will you wait for me here when I come out the way I came?"

"No, I haven't received this order, never. ”

Siegel let go of his hand, took the lantern, and sent the servant away.

Siegel and Moore were the only ones left in the Weeping Tower, their lanterns swaying in the wind, casting huge shadows on the walls. A swarm of black bats hung upside down from the ruins of the tower, startled by the light and squeaking like rats. Moore was very nervous. Involuntarily pulled the long sword out. Worriedly, he asked, "My lord." Are we really going down?"

Siegel nodded and said to Moore, "Yes, there is only one way to go at the moment. ”

"I don't think there's something right. Moore replied nervously.

"You're right, so keep up with me. ”

He hung the lantern with the lid on his waist and climbed down the ladder first. This is a very narrow passage, and the gap left by the walls on both sides is just enough for a person to squeeze through, and the back grinds so painfully that it seems that he will not fall down if he lets go of his hand. Will only get stuck in mid-air. It was silent, with the damp smell of the underground. They descended about ten meters and came to a passage supported by an arched structure.

Siegel held up the lantern and took a closer look.

"My lord, what are you looking for?"

"Do you remember how Viscount Puran told his servants?' 'Take them to the passage of the Weeping Tower, the same place where I won't let you go down, let them clear the danger inside', and then he then tells him to 'bring a lantern', do you remember?" Siegel explained to Moore, "There are torches on the walls, and there are candlesticks at the entrance to the Weeping Tower. Why is it just a lantern? The servant picked up the lantern and there was a burning torch in his hand. Why didn't you light it then, but now?"

"I don't understand it anymore. More replied, "You say there is a conspiracy here?"

"That's for sure, but I don't know whose plot it is yet. Siegel said as he pulled under the wick of the lantern. I heard a click, and a small tin box was pulled out. The two of them looked along the light and saw that there was some finely ground powder in the tin box.

Siegel motioned to hold his breath, and then used a spell to change the shape of the iron box, directly sealing the mouth. He then took out a handkerchief and soaked it and covered it over his mouth and nose. More followed his example and did the same.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and said to Moore, "There is some kind of medicinal powder in the iron box, but it should be nothing more than a toxin or hallucinogenic ingredient. The servant would rather go through the dark courtyard than light the lantern, and I felt that something was wrong. It seems that after a certain period of time, it is no longer the lamp oil that burns, but this substance. ”

"Why is he going to harm us?" Moore wondered, "and we're not going to cause him any trouble. ”

"I don't know yet," said Siegel, "this place is so weird, let's be careful." ”

Then he pulled out his wand and began to chant incantations. Shadow after shadow spread out from Siegel's feet and into the depths of the passage. Moore seemed to see that the shadows all had the same countenances as Siegel's, but he was not sure. He rubbed his eyes, trying to see better, but this time he couldn't even see a shadow.

"Let's wait a minute. Siegel patted his squire on the shoulder, reassuring him of his nervousness.

After a while, the light of the lantern flickered, and one after another several shadows came back and reattached to Siegel's feet. Unhurried, the mage crouched down and pressed his wand against the shadow, chanting words in his mouth.

He sent invisible shadow servants to scout, then used the "Talk to the Necromancy" spell for information. Since the necromancer can't describe it, but can only answer yes and no, the information obtained is not perfect, and it is not as good as that of Baron the Raven.

However, necromancers have their own characteristics, in addition to not being afraid of death, they are immune to all spell effects that affect the mind, and they are not poisoned, psychedelized, or hypnotized. In their eyes, only the color of the lifeform soul fire, everything else is gray, so it is difficult for the illusion to deceive them.

Through the dictation of these necromantic shadows, Siegel knew that the journey was a lengthy passage that ended before a secret door that could be rotated. The shadow can't push the secret door, but it can penetrate through the crack in the door. They trembled all over, indicating that they had met a woman who radiated a powerful magical light.

"Have you been discovered?" Siegel asked.

The shade indicates that you are unable to answer the question. Siegel tried to ask for more details, but the shadows sensed the threat of the magic fluctuations and flew back.

"Let's go, Moore. The mage disbanded the shadows and stood up. "Put the long sword away, you won't need it for a while. ”

With that, he strode forward, unleashing various protective spells on himself as he went. Protection against evil, protection against necromancy, protection against negative energy, and then elemental protection and ranged protection. In addition to this, he has to cast spells for himself such as detecting invisibility, magical vision, and detecting lies.

This series of spells does not guarantee his own safety, let alone Moore. So before the secret door, Siegel let Moore stay and unleashed the evil guard for him.

"Let me go with you," the squire said suddenly, "I know that I am inferior to you in martial arts, let alone in spells. But I am your attendant, and it is my duty to follow you. I swear to serve you, a knight must first keep his oath!"

"What if I command you to stay?"

Moore hesitated for only two seconds before replying, "I ask you to take back this order." ”

It's time for him to be a knight, Siegel thought to himself. The trip had already paid off, and Moore had the courage to be a knight.

"Very well, you can come with me if you want. Remember, don't open your mouth at any time, and if there's a fight, use your longbow from a distance, don't get close, remember?"

Moore opened the pouch and pulled out both the longbow and the heavy crossbow. The crossbow bolt is wound, and the arrow bag is carried cross-body around the waist. He pointed to his mouth and pursed his lips tightly.

Siegel pushed open the secret door, and the two men walked into the room. (To be continued......)