Remembering that Cesare had never been back to his family's castle since he went to study in St. Calliu, a few years had passed, and he had never imagined that he had finally returned home and had not even entered his childhood room, but had been locked up in a dungeon.

Cesare hadn't seen the sun since he entered the Fog Village, and the shackles on his body were so tight that Cesare not only had no memory of how he was brought here, but even his memories were blurred......

I can only clearly remember that I was surrounded by hordes of monsters in the field, and I ...... Like dead?

Cesare shuddered at the thought of this, and it was very difficult for his chained neck to bow his head slightly, and he barely looked at the broken waist in his memory.

I remember that I was torn in half by the stick of the man who turned into a monster, and when I think about it, it seems that the pain that was beyond imagination hit me again, and the fear of dying came back to my heart again.

Cesare checked his body repeatedly, and at this point he was changed into thin clothing, and the muscles in his abdomen were vaguely intact, without any signs of injury, and there was no blood spilling.

Even the exposed skin has disappeared even from the scars of the wind and rain along the way.

Cesare's cloak was placed not far away, and although Cesare couldn't get it, the blood stains and cracks on the cloak implied that everything in his memory was real, not a nightmare.

I tried hard to recall the scene, and my brain hurt like a pinprick.

His mind slowly recalled the bone staff, the dragged Anya, and the hateful rabbit-lip face of Captain Claudius, all of which were part of his memory.

Cesare remembered that he had touched the bone staff made of the monster's bones in his near-death moment, and in an instant, countless mycelium poured into his body, robbing him of all his senses and making his memories blur from there.

I only remember that I followed the girl's blood into the forest and found Claudius and Anya...... The rest of the story, no matter how much you think about it, only makes the brain hurt more intensely.

Cesare could only barely remember that he had killed Claudius, but the details in the middle and the specific process were like the body did not belong to him during that time, and the more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became.

When Cesare again inadvertently looked at his own stripped clothes on the stone floor, a shiny object caught his eye.

It was a gold coin, stacked on top of Cesare's clothes. The coin is engraved with the Pope's head facing upwards and has a conspicuous knife mark on it.

It seems that he remembered that it was the head of Claudius, and it is estimated that he was mistaken for Cesare's things when he was brought back to the castle by the family members, so he was brought here together.

Is Captain Claudius really dead...... Cesare remembered crushing the man's heart, so he was probably dead.

And what about Anya? Where did Anya go?

I tried to move again, but the result was still the same, the chain "rattled and rattled", and I couldn't lift my hands and feet for half a minute.

After thinking about it, it's better to save effort, if it's another girl, it's really easy to worry, but now that Claudius is dead, Anya's weird crazy girl will definitely have a way to take care of herself.

At the moment, instead of caring about others, it's better to care about yourself, at least you have to figure out the current situation before you can go to her again, if you are turned into a monster by mycelium, then it will only make the situation worse.

Cesare looked at his familiar and intact skin, not only did there be no sign of mycelium, but it was even unusually clean as if he had taken a bath, but the experience of his infection was so real that it was not a fantasy.

Although there were no visible signs on the surface, the pain and weakness of his body reminded Cesare that something had definitely changed in him.

Could it be that he was cured by someone in the family? But if it's really completely cured...... I don't have to be locked so tightly, things will never be so simple.

The dungeon was so large that Cesare was confined to one of the dark rooms, and from time to time there were screams of private ghosts.

Although it was very infiltrating, Cesare also seemed to understand why the Count did not let him into the dungeon as a child, and it was indeed not a good place to play hide and seek.

Outside the prison door, Ilona seemed to meet someone not long after she ran out, and the girl's footsteps stopped abruptly. "Mr. Ander! You've come at the right time. ”

Ilona's voice was short, but she kept her tone as respectful as she could. "Can you help me keep an eye on Cesare? His infection has been suppressed so well that it won't bother you too much, and I have a very urgent matter to see the Count now. ”

"I came to see him." The voice of the man in the dungeon responded, the voice gentlemanly and the Cesare sounding familiar. "But what's going on? It's rare to see you in such a hurry. ”

"It's Closia, Cesare is back this time because his sister Closia has been infected with mycelium, and it may be too late......" Ilona's voice grew quieter, as if she was having a hard time accepting the reality.

"What!?" Shocked by the man named Andre. "Didn't we leave people in Karlliu? Where is that old fellow Istvan, he should have informed the crows of such an important matter in the first place! I knew that old drunkard couldn't be trusted......"

Cesare heard Ander pacing anxiously in place.

"Okay, you go to the Earl, just leave it to me here, and everything will be done according to the Count's considerations."

As the girl's brisk footsteps drifted away, the creaking of the man's boots approached Cesare's cell.

When the cell door was opened again, a tall gentleman in a black and white suit stood outside the door, wearing a black suit with a white shirt and a pure black tie.

Mr. Andrew, who is also a member of the Hunyadi family in memory, often comes to the castle to see the Count, just like Janos and Garber, and always attends every family meeting.

At least as a child, he could hear Ander's arguments every time he eavesdropped, even in the face of the Count.

Mr. Ander in memory was a gentleman of good manners, and it seems that not much has changed in the past so long.

Ander's hair stood neatly on end, interspersed with a little curl, neat without looking boring, and his face was combed with a figure-eight beard and goatee.

His hands were in his pockets, and the corners of his mouth were raised politely, but his eyes could not hide the worry in his heart.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Cesare, it's really emotional, and you've grown so big in the blink of an eye."