If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have noticed a small, indistinguishable wooden door standing around the corner of the hallway, in the shadows where the light could not illuminate?

This small, noticeable door is smaller than a nearby door, and is locked by a sturdy lock. The door, in the shadow of the wall on the inside of the corner of the staircase, was painted as off-white as the wall, apparently because someone didn't want to notice its existence.

The woman who offered to talk to Lizzie may not have known where the door would lead, but her experience working in the infirmary had led her to mention some rumors about it. Memories that have been precipitated are evoked after hearing the keyword, and then escape into the darkness.

That's what Lizzie needs, as she and Curt don't have as much access to the infirmary as the medical staff who work there, and the rumors that circulate among them sometimes point to the source. Lizzie used a spell to detect the shards escaping from the women's bodies, and then followed their directions, revealing its presence in the corner of an annex staircase leading to the second floor.

There are a number of large buildings built in recent years, most of which have rooms located in the basement. In general, most of the rooms in the basement are used to store the spell materials or spare equipment that the members of the building need on a daily basis.

Similarly, the medical building was built with a similar design, with a spacious basement underneath the building. Of course, these storage rooms are not needed in the medical building, which has been specifically set aside for storage. As a result, the underground space was not used from the start.

It stands to reason that the basement design concept is actually quite good, because it allows the limited space to be expanded more efficiently. In other words. Even if there is no way to use it effectively, it will not be left idle from the first day of storage.

Perhaps for this reason, the topic of "unused underground space" in the small circle of staff became a topic of conversation among the night watchmen. For the most boring evenings, exciting and mysterious stories are always welcome, and even more, the legend of the basement has been added to the crowd. It evolved into a creepy horror story.

Just like a verbal solitaire game, what starts as a simple sentence or event turns into a wonderful story after the transmitter tinkers with it. But no matter how an event evolves. Some rumors must have a reason for their origin, and their prototype can be found by tracing back to the source.

Lizzie is not looking into the strange story of the basement that has been circulating among the medical staff, but the direction of the spell that connects Hepburn and the old man's body with silver threads. It won't be easy, if there's nothing that can stop the magic from spreading. The connection between magic and sorcery will automatically find the fastest way. As a result, Lizzie had long since lost sight of the silver thread that extended into the ground.

In the other direction, the silver line that stretched straight forward had already penetrated the wall and completely submerged into the ground. But Lizzie trusted her instincts, and if she had followed this path underground, she would have found the silver magic line that was so distinctive.

She reached out and grasped the lock that hung from the door, which looked small, but it was sturdy and intricate, and it might not have been possible to open it without the corresponding key. But its meaning is negated by the wooden door - it is strong enough, but the wooden door is not.

Magic poured out of Lizzie's hands. The target of the lock is the wooden door to which the lock is attached.

Suddenly, the air twisted—

The mana-shaped air rubbed against the wooden door like a handsaw. In a grinding sound of "stabbing and stinging", the wooden door was torn open by the magical air, and a circular gap was removed. The lock, which had lost its plank connection, fell, leaving a pile of flying wood chips.

No one came to the remote annex staircase, only the Rubik's cube embedded in the building shimmered with various colors as always. Liqi, who had been watching them, felt a little uncomfortable in her eyes, and after subconsciously rubbing her eyes, she gently opened the wooden door.

In an instant, darkness greeted her.

There was no reaction of any spell in front of him, and the various magic powers that had just flickered incessantly seemed to be fictional, and all disappeared behind the wooden door. The stairwell looked as if it was completely separated from the magic, and there was no light of magic working on the inside except for darkness.

Seeing this scene herself, Lizzie glanced at the nearby wall with some surprise, and the Rubik's cube carved on the wall was still shining brightly. It's just that their flickering brilliance can't illuminate the darkness in the stairwell, and there isn't the slightest artifact of magic in the space behind the door.

After looking back and forth for a while, it occurred to Lizzie that this was a countermeasure to prevent the spell from checking into the space behind the door. The magic in the space is as calm as a solidified stone pillar, and the solid structure does not react to the spells of the probe, making people mistakenly think that it is nothing more than a small space that has been almost sealed.

Lizzie stepped inside and took a closer look at her surroundings, not forgetting to seal the wooden door further in a different way. If you just look at the wooden door, it is clear that no one has been in this place for a long time, but if you look at the small space that has been cleaned, it is clear that this place has been used until recently.

Concealing the wooden door and camouflaging it with obsolescence is a deliberate act by the people who sealed it up. Moreover, the magic of the space inside the door has been specially treated - each different form of magic has a special structure, and the void is not the same as the solid. Moreover, the magic that has not been specially treated will not be arranged in an orderly manner, so that the camouflaged small room is like a shoe cabinet that has been sealed under the detection of magic.

There is no doubt that it is certainly not a solid pillar, and a qiē is just a trick made by magic. Behind the door, the small room is filled with dense pipes, the middle of which is connected by a staircase leading to the lower floor, so narrow that only one person can pass through the guò.

Buzz - Buzz -

There was a slight jolt in the pocket of his coat, and it was Curt who had used the contact stone in his possession to communicate—it seemed that the matter was over on his side. Without thinking too much, Lizzie unleashed the spell again, and as soon as the soul connection was connected, she felt that there was something strange about the magic on Curt's side.

"What's going on?" she said in her own voice into Curt's head, "the failure of persuasion is a certainty, is there anything wrong on that basis?"

There was no lighting in the passageway, but she picked up her pace and kept going. The air in the passage was a little dreary, and there was a faint stench of rotting something that I didn't know what it was - but it was clean and there were no unusual stains to be seen.

The eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and the outline of the passage appeared in the field of vision, surrounded by rusted pipes and cold, hard cement. Lizzie kept the sound of her walk to a minimum, and she could hear the distant roar of some kind of metallic machinery grinding deep underground.

"It's not a hassle. ”

On the other side of the soul connection, Curt's voice didn't sound easy: "Actually, I really haven't been able to convince the two doctors, but I think at least I've restrained their actions. The thing is, I didn't expect him to use spells to try to 'convince' me. ”

Although the problem was successfully solved, the mana consumption in order to cope with the sudden attack was a bit exaggerated, so that Curt's mana is now a little confused. The soul connection is affected by magic, and Lizzie can feel from afar that the magic on Curt's side is not quite working right.

"So that's the case, if you can't do it on the surface, you can come to the dark, which is very in line with the style of those guys. Lizzie snickered, but she wasn't worried about Curt's safety at all, "But if it affects you, that old guy should have done almost all of his preparations." ”

Lizzie is well aware of Curt's adaptability, and her previous observations have roughly figured out the details of the old man and Dr. Humpty Dumpty. The two of them would have no chance of winning if they wanted to go head-to-head against Curt, which is why they would use all of their stored mana-driven spells against Curt while Curt was away.

However, their plan naturally failed - Curt dared to talk to them unarmed, naturally he had prepared a plan to deal with all kinds of changes in advance. Therefore, when he turned to leave after the negotiation failed, he did not relax his guard against a surprise attack.

Sure enough, the old man tried to use spells to "convince" Curt, and he naturally destroyed all the spells that the old man had prepared. Compared to Curt, who was only a little chaotic in the operation of his magic, the old man who was interrupted in the middle of the spell must have suffered more damage from the magic backlash.

"yes, so there's no way to solve the problem through conversation...... By the way, what's going on over there?" Curt yawned, and Lizzie noticed that he was ready to return to the room they were in Hermia, "You said you were looking for an underground space or something, and now you have found it?"

Lizzie felt that it would be more direct to share what she saw with him than to answer Curt in words. So when she walked down the last step of the stairs, she passed the memory fragment directly to Curt, and the response was still the same as almost every time she used to talk about these things, which always became inexplicably talkative.

Upon exiting the narrow staircase, Lizzie saw a large hall, the empty space was extremely clean, and there was not even any dust left on the floor. There was no human breath, but the same smell that I had smelled before became even more severe.

And just as she was about to investigate the hall closely, there was a strange noise from above, and the wooden door that she had sealed in another way was forcibly opened.

It seems that the owner here has returned. (To be continued!)

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