"Why do you seem interested in going into this castle?"

Out of some subtle and strange rebellious mindset after seeing the dog, Leon El Johnson took his sturdy arms around - since he didn't know he was going to be here, he didn't carry any weapons, only the robes he wore when he started the meditation, and not the power armor he wore when he woke up because it had been badly damaged in the previous gang jumper fights due to the attacks of the Chaos Terminators and the battle with a certain powerful champion who only loved to kill, Part of his voyage was to find someone who could repair it – resisting his curiosity and the attraction of the cold-toned stone castle to him.

His furry brother squinted at him, "Not because I'm interested, Leon, it's because 'it' is interested in you." ”

At the same time, the black-and-white dog began to busily disguise himself like a human: he tucked some small pendant or something that looked too inhuman, under the compartment of his collar, and strangely folded his articulation device into the mane of the back of his neck, which the lion suspected might be connected to some technological part that was forbidden to Imperial technology.

This made the lion frown, as we all know, the First Primordial believed that alien technologies and artifacts were generally harmful and should not and could not be allowed to be used by humans, and of course the First Legion and himself did have some dangerous artifacts in the private arsenal of the Indomitable Truth, some of which could even date back to the Dark Night Age - but those were known to his father and allowed Leon and his children to use them, and unlike this, of course, Perturabo was the one who casually used alien artifacts.

However, the lion king did not say this, because he knew what his brother was going to do now, even after Leon was told a lot, it was unimaginable and incomprehensible, if it was ten thousand years ago, the lion would have opened his mouth to rebuke or at least point out the problem, but now, well, the emperor is not here, what can Leon Elzhuangsen do? Their father's grand dreams of the future and humanity had been shattered by their brother 10,000 years ago, leaving him with nothing but the broken, ignorant, stormy and decaying galaxy of the present.

All the lion can do is grab any humans around him, lead them, that's all, he doesn't know where the road lies ahead, he feels very lonely, he feels ridiculously poor in everything...... But he couldn't show it - before Peturabo appeared.

With that in mind, he turned his gaze back to his four-legged form and his brother with a hairy tail, and to be honest, the tip of the white hairy tail dangling always made people want to reach out and grab it regardless of decency......

"Leon? Hey, wake up, what are you doing? ”

At the end, Perturabo looks like a harmless passing sheepdog, and it is fitting that he appears in this forest, reminiscent of the pastures outside the forest.

The lion withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

“…… Does it make any sense for you to dress up like that? Peturabol, no mortal can find your true identity, and no one who can see your true identity will have nothing to do with you dressed like this...... Well...... Elevate the sense. ”

"As long as there is some meaning, then it has its meaning," the dog scoffed, "and if you are not going to go in, I will go in myself." But you don't necessarily like to be left out alone. ”

Well, even if it's a dog, even if it's Peturabo, but at least he's not alone, is he?

Leon El Johnson shook his head and walked with his brother into the strange and quiet castle.

"It's not the first time I've seen this."

It was a building that looked very much in line with the lion's impression of a mortal castle in Caliban, with an ancient wooden gate made of steel hoops and traces, a long dark passage of the gate, with many shooting holes and heavy spike traps overhead, all of which were used to stop and kill intruders at the gates, but now there was no one here, everything was quiet, and a man and a dog passed through the gate like a man returning from a dusk hunt and arrived at the courtyard of the castle.

"The last time I was here, there was another ...... on the river outside I think it's the old king's people fishing, and I saw ...... Some of the old people who gave me a warning. ”

"It's the Dark Watchers," the Holstead sneered again, and said the word deftly in the local dialect of Caliban, "Come on, Leon, there's nothing to hide from me, and I think we'll see the man you're talking about again soon." He lifted one of his front paws and pointed in a certain direction in front of him.

Although the castle is not very small for mortals, it looks like some kind of miniature carved model for a primordial being several meters tall who once owned an entire planet, and every part here is like a person's conceptual understanding of the Knights of Caliban's castle, with low and close houses along the street, miniature gardens, cemeteries or orchards, all kinds of shops crowded with signs, a large kitchen that is very important to the castle residents, and of course, there will be no shortage of main buildings and towers that occupy the largest area.

"According to normal logic, I would say that we can find the most difficult ...... in the main hall The most important person, and there may be some rarities in the tower...... So where do we go first? ”

"You've said it all, why don't you decide?"

"Because it's 'here' that found you, and it's not me."

The lion carefully used his eyes to look at the main hall and the tower, he noticed that there seemed to be a flame beating behind the window of the main hall, he subconsciously grasped his weapon, but then realized that he was bare-handed, with only a robe, belt and shoes, in which case he should not venture to peek at possible monsters - but fortunately, he also has a (fully armed) dog, isn't he?

Eventually, they walked into the main hall unharmed.

They walked through dusty flags of honor and tapestries of victories, the patterns on which were delicate and blurred, ornate and faded, and the only thing that made one realize was that they represented the victories of the past; There was no wood or other fuel in the stone fireplace, only a real and pulsating flame burning on the empty stone; The hall was empty except for the end of the wooden table, at the end of the hall, on an old high-backed chair, where sat the old king whom Leon Elthewson had seen when he first woke up.

The dog twitched its nose, the tips of his paws clattered softly on the thick stone floor with his brother's steps, and the lion and the sheepdog approached the king, who had been watching them with his eyes open from the beginning, but not saying a word or moving.

Withered gray hair hung down from his emaciated cheeks, and the golden crown was just a few simple golden rings, but it was still golden and shiny, and the old king's sharp gaze was fixed on a certain point.

The lion noticed that he didn't blink once, and his gaze even pierced through them, and could see even farther away—

Oh no, for the first time the old king withdrew his gaze and gathered it, but not for long on the lion, his gaze met that of the shepherd dog—

The faint look of anticipation on the old king's face turned into a look of extreme annoyance and terror, and then it was suppressed by something distorted.

The dog seemed to make some kind of expression towards the king, but the hairy face became very cute when he shook his head, so the lion's attention was still on the old king in front of him.

As Perturabo said, it was "here" that attracted León.

(End of chapter)