Anya was a little homesick at this time, and the family castle, which is also an earl, has a simple and warm home structure.

Although the house is not a third of the size of Hunyati's house, at least he will not get lost in his own home, and he does not know how far he has to go to the latrine at night......

Although it is just an inconsequential and boring question, the more Anya thinks about it, the more curious she becomes, the more curious she becomes, does she really have to go through the maze every time it is convenient?

In the end, she couldn't help it, and Anya was about to ask Cesare when Cesare's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Looking at the corner of the corridor in front of them, the light of the oil lamp was moving towards them, presumably the maid who was on the night patrol was about to pass through the corner to find the two of them.

"Here, this way." Cesare whispered, and before Anya could react, he reversed course and grabbed Anya's wrist.

"Hmm......" Anya didn't care and just gently agreed, but the force exerted by Cesare's hand was amazing.

The moment she tugged at Anya's wrist, it was as if she was about to break the girl's hand, and her white skin was instantly bruised by Cesare's fingers.

The sudden sharp pain made Anya show a painful expression, her brows furrowed slightly, and she gritted her teeth and endured without making a sound.

Instinctively trying to break free from Cesare's grasp, Cesare did not realize his rudeness, and he continued to walk towards his goal, with no intention of letting go of Anya at all.

It really hurts, and Anya looks at the silver ring on Cesare's finger.

She didn't know what the "silver rings" do, but the monsters who were also in their cells had the same thing on their fingers, so they must have something to do with the infection in Cesare's body.

Anya knew very well that Cesare didn't mean it, that something terrible was hidden deep within him, and that they were about to solve it......

The girl pouted helplessly and aggrievedly, but her hand didn't feel as painful as it was just now, and there was no need for Cesare to blame herself too much, so she just silently followed Cesare.

Cesare walked over to a portrait of a count in the hallway, but not the current count, but the Hungyadi count of an unknown number of years ago.

This painting has almost oxidized after being exposed to the wind and sun, and it is a good result to be able to roughly see that it is a man's face.

He finally let go of Anya's hand and turned to the painting.

Anya quickly shook her injured hand twice at the moment of relief, and then raised her wrist to the side of her little mouth and blew it twice, stretching out her small tongue and gently licking the bruises on her wrist like a kitten healing herself.

This will not have any practical effect, just some kind of self-soothing for the girl.

"Huh? What happened to you? Cesare seemed to notice something, and turned to look at Anya. Anya, on the other hand, quickly put her hands behind her back and shook her head with a smile in response. "Nothing, nothing, you continue."

Although he always felt that something was strange, Cesare stepped up his movements in order not to be discovered by the patrolling servants, and he held the sides of the frame with both hands, and when he pulled it down, he heard a crisp "click" like the sound of the mechanism being triggered.

Then a secret door slowly opened on the wall next to it, and the subtle mechanism made such a large amount of work almost not the slightest noise, and a section of the wall was first recessed and then moved to the side to make way for the passage, and the silence was amazing.

Anya's mouth opened wide in surprise, the secret door that had never appeared only in novels would actually appear in front of her, and she couldn't help but ask in a low voice as Cesare followed inside. "How did you know there was a mechanism here?"

"Of course I do, because it's my home." Cesare replied naturally. "But every castle has a secret door. Anya, you should have talents at home, don't you know? ”

"I don't know!" Anya realized that her voice was too loud and quickly covered her mouth, and then whispered again. "It's no wonder that my dad always hides things from being auctioned off at home from my mom......"

The dark room was dusty and pitch black, and Cesare removed the hanging torch from the wall, stood firm, and with a little magic it lit it.

The firelight illuminated the surroundings, and it was more of a narrower tunnel than a dark room, with more corners and stairs up and down than the corridors outside.

Cesare was just about to walk forward when a sudden ringing in his ears forced his nerves to tense. "It's not good......" remembered what Mr. Andel had said, the essence of mycelium was the mutated element of magic.

Cesare suddenly reacted to his unintentional mistake, and the use of magic will also activate the mycelium in his body, even a small ignition spell is enough to make the mycelium waiting for the opportunity to make a big mess.

His mind began to feel stuffy, his hands and feet became cold, and the ten silver rings seemed to sense something and began to tremble violently and make a "buzzing" sound.

In the blink of an eye, Cesare felt everything in front of him shake and blur, multiple afterimages changing back and forth.

The light of the fire also swayed.

Cesare's body swayed from side to side twice, and if Anya hadn't held his arm immediately, he would have fallen.

Faintly, Cesare seemed to see a familiar figure standing in the firelight beside him, the same hateful man in a top hat who was dead......

Captain Claudius stood in front of Cesare, slowly tearing off the red scarf from his face, revealing the rabbit lips underneath and chuckling faintly.

Cesare rubbed his eyes as he stood on his feet, as he looked in the direction of the illusion again...... It was nothing more than a mirror covered in cobwebs, and his own shadow was reflected in the mirror......

Looking at his frail and pale face, his eyes dim and uncolored, Cesare almost didn't recognize himself.

At the same time, the bruises on Anya's wrists were also reflected in the mirror......

Did I do it? Could it be the one who just pulled her? Cesare in the mirror was terrified, unable to admit his conjecture and unable to avoid thinking about it, what had become of me?

The tinnitus gradually subsided.

"Cesare? Can you hear me? Cesare! Anya shook his arm and shouted anxiously, not daring to make too much noise to be heard by the people outside the wall, so she looked worried and anxious.

"It's okay...... I am fine. Cesare comforted Anya, more like he was comforting himself, but he didn't believe the nonsense. He wanted to take Anya's hand, but the bruise was like a wake-up call in his head that warned him to immediately withdraw his hand.

Embarrassed, he could only smile at Anya's ugly face, and then turned around and walked towards the depths of the secret passage with a torch.