"What's wrong?" Kraft's inquiry came from behind him, and his hand was already pressed on his shoulder, and the force was increasing.

"I'm fine!"

With a shake of his body, he couldn't shake off the hand, but it tended to tighten further, so frightened that Koop hurriedly declared that he hadn't wandered. The place where I was pinched just now was still a faint pain, but this time I also thoughtfully changed sides, and it will be symmetrical after a while.

Shaken off the threat from his shoulders, Koop looked up at the boulder wall again. The image is more than two people tall, with a non-snake and non-insect link in the center of the lamplight, and a long body coiled over half of the plane.

It is supposed to be the protagonist of the picture, but it does not get enough brushstrokes, the overlap of links resembles scales, and can be seen as a carapace, and the tortuous posture is not an exaggeration to say that it is an earthworm soft body.

The long body between several forms is wrapped in a large number of humanoids with a few brushstrokes, which are very different from the broad-faced figures above the demarcation, the former being a batch of simple strokes that are close to symbols, and the latter are emphasized individuals with individual characteristics.

The facial features, which are deformed by the widening of the face, all show a sharp degree of distinction, deliberately highlighting the details of the contours in a realistic style, and making people feel as detailed as a portrait painted in person.

However, he has never seen anyone who looks like this, or more like the appearance of the flat extension, which is not the case.

The imagery of something that is not in the right body is compatible with the realistic face, reinforcing the difference between the two parts, and connecting with each other through the opening of the segmental long body at the demarcation.

His gaze also twisted upwards with the strips, from tadpole-like villains, to roughly human shapes, to those figures in the upper half of the picture, with different wide faces gradually moving away from the flames.

"William, I have a suggestion." Kraft stopped William, who was walking towards the village, and although he didn't understand anything about the painting, one thing was obvious:

It is a great waste not to light a lamp in the middle of the night for use, especially in this case, but any such act is associated with a non-practical purpose.

Analogous to the church day and night long candles, except for the few necessary for lighting, it is closer to the meaning of the offering. This oil lamp may have served some kind of approximate purpose, and the multi-mixed, out-of-norm image also satisfies the need for worship.

It is different from the order of the sacred and the subordinate of the figures in the church; It did the opposite, putting the human form in the top half and the thing in the bottom.

"Put your pendants away, maybe someone won't like it very much."

The two-winged emblem amulet on their chests glistened in the firelight, and this thing was close to one in the seafarers' group, and they were willing to pay for it. The materials are generally mixed with silver, and William's will even use sterling silver, which is so conspicuous that it can no longer be conspicuous.

Kraft didn't think it was a good idea for them to knock on the door with the pendant, "For the sake of the gold, don't make a mistake at the last step." ”

"Okay." William lifted his neckline and took the lead in untying the emblem pendant and stuffing it into his inner pocket. With him as an example, for the sake of the captain and the face of the remuneration, the sailors are willing to compromise for the time being.

But Peter, who was the purest of faith, did not wear any church-related symbols, so that he was spared the trouble of convincing him.

Dealing with the problem, Kraft turned to his servant, and Koop was still standing there, his eyes glued to the mural, and he hadn't moved away from it since he saw it.

To be exact, the upper part of the stone wall.

"What did you find?"

"I'm ......" Koop opened his mouth, realizing that it wasn't just Kraft who was looking at him, and cut his head to keep up with the group, "I've never seen anything like this before, it's a bit of a novelty." ”

"Ha, then you will have a lot of new opportunities in the future." William and the sailors let out a good-natured laugh. They had seen a lot, a small area suspected of being a pagan place was nothing strange, and the strange customs and beliefs that could be created by the closure abounded, and no matter how strange it was, it could not be blamed on the ice field.

After all, they are all people who want to eat and drink, and aside from a little local difference, it is not the same thing as the church saying that different beliefs are the same as believing in the devil.

"Don't worry, I'm sure they recognize this." A round golden metal appeared in William's hand, and it was immediately replaced with a silver one, "Well, I'll admit that they don't necessarily recognize the one in front of me." ”

The sailors laughed and followed William towards the village, and the unhappiness on the mountain road was diluted considerably. It's just a horse, and it doesn't even have a human life problem, so it's not worth remembering.

Kraft called Yvonne into line of sight, slowed a few steps and waited for Koop to lean closer to him, closing the distance between him and the front of the group, "It's okay now, let's talk." ”

He turned his head sideways to see Koop clasping his hands in front of him, deliberately moving to the right side, away from the handle of the hammer. It seems that Kraft listened to what he said, but it was not easy to execute.

"I'm not sure." Koop fell into a mild trance, his wandering eyes not like avoiding the question, but being disturbed by the logic of unsolvable confusion and self-doubt.

At that time on the mountain road, Kraft did vaguely feel something strange, but unfortunately he didn't get anything when he released his spiritual senses several times, and he didn't expect Koop to fall into some routine unknowingly.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that this unlucky guy was found so quickly in the salt tide area incident is not entirely due to the well water, but also because of his own "susceptibility", which makes him more susceptible to influence and become a weak link.

"Just say it, are you still afraid that I won't laugh at you?"

William was banging on the door of the nearest house, and the sound of the slap drew insults from the rough female voices in the room, completely blocking the conversation.

Yvonne was startled by the sudden noise, and his attention was drawn to it. If you want to talk about something that is not easy to say, it is just right for the two of you now, and when you get to the meeting, there will not be so much space for private conversation.

"I'm not really sure, just an idea." Koop crossed his fingers, repeatedly denying himself, even to Kraft, "the ones painted above...... Those things that look like faces. ”

He hesitated to pronounce words, and his lips and teeth did not approve of the words he spit out, as if he was struggling with his own contradictions. What makes him hesitate is not to tell the idea to others, but to reject the idea itself, and to mention it is to admit its existence.

A nihilistic, unformed ridiculous speculation that, once exited, cannot be left behind and is firmly enlisted in the list of possibilities.

The sturdy arms slammed the door to William's face, and the woman with the turban carried a mining pickaxe in her hand to check it, and when she saw that he was holding a coin, her attitude was slightly relaxed.

Since the best language of communication is still valid here, and there are local guides to mediate, it is probably not difficult to negotiate accommodation. The sailors waved to their teammates who were lagging behind, beckoning Kraft to follow.

"There's one in there, I've probably seen it."

(End of chapter)