Martin's flight was extremely fast, a few flaps of his wings, and he had returned to the hill where Homme was waiting for them. Holm watched the two prey descend from the sky with surprise and adoration, and hurriedly held them down, and then together with Diarlando and Martin, who had changed back, he loaded the yellow sheep and tied them up.

As soon as the three of them had finished the two sheep and Kenda had also driven back, the giant wolf had three large wild boars hunched on his back and pierced his spear through Haode, and after shaking off his prey from his shoulders, Kenda plunged into the stream next to him, washed away the blood stains on his body, and then changed back into human form.

Holm looked at it with a headache, such a big wild boar and yellow sheep, it would be good for one horse to be able to hump one, not to mention five more. Martin gave up a horse, smiled and said, "Why don't you just fly back!"

The three of them and one eagle returned with such a mighty load, and when the color of the sky changed to a magnificent brocade of blue-purple, rose-gold, and yellow, they returned to the city of black lead.

Holm respectfully returned Kenda and Martin to the door of the right annex, and then led the horses full of game to the kitchen, where Diarrando followed him to see the castle's water supply.

Along the way, Holm had already explained the layout and structure of the castle, and prepared for the night of stealing rings. There were no secret passages around Earl Grude's master bedroom, and Holm swore that he had tried to find them, but he had not found any signs of them.

The only way to sneak into his room was through the pipes that supplied the water, and there was a pump inside the city that pumped clean groundwater into the rooms where the owners lived. Because of the maintenance and other considerations, the places where the waterway passes are left enough space for one person to move.

The servants stepped forward one after another, marveling as they untied the fresh game from their horses. Holm led Dearrando into the kitchen, where he grabbed some food and let Deirlandor follow him.

The two men continued to walk inside, seemingly carelessly, and after passing through the kitchen, they went out through a small door to the ground floor of the annex building in the left wing. This passage is usually used by the servants, and at this moment it is time to prepare dinner, and the people come and go, and the servants nod and salute when they see Holm. Dearlando had to keep his head down as much as possible and lean to the side to reduce the attention of others.

After passing through this hallway, Holm suddenly turned a corner and walked into what looked like a small auditorium. On the walls of the house are religious paintings depicting the story of Goddess Mona and her seven-headed dragon, with a gold-painted portrait of Goddess Mona in the center.

Seeing that there was no one around, Holm began to introduce Diarlando: "This is the prayer hall that is usually used in the city. Below the hall of the main building there is a larger and more ornate one, but it will only be used for the festival of the sun and the festival of winter frost, which has been closed for many years. ”

Then he said indignantly, "But my father decided that the wedding should be held there, so now everyone goes to the hall to clean up." ”

Diarrando asked, "Weishenme coming here?"

Holm walked under the portrait of the goddess Mona, where a gold-painted white porcelain pool of sacred water sits on the right side of the altar, alongside a water hose in the shape of delicate sea fish and shells. Holm pulled out his dagger, crouched down and pried twice on the floor near the hose, flipped out two metal handles, and then grabbed the force and lifted it.

He lifted a piece of bluestone floor, revealing a deep hole underneath it, and the pipes of the water hose extended down from this hole, and Dearland nodded knowingly.

Holm took the lead in climbing down, a row of handrails installed on the façade of the hole, and Diarlando went down to put the floor back in place. The two men crawled down in the darkness for a while, then turned a corner, and a bright light appeared in front of them.

It was a very small room with several sets of water pipes connected together. Several huge pumps operate with the impact of groundwater, pushing clean water to a higher level. "It's rare to see people here, and it's said that the dwarves made it, so there's very little trouble," Holm said. ”

Dearlando looked along a vertical patio at the top of the pump room, where a faint light was reflected far above. He turned his head and asked, "How often do you change the oil for the lights here?"

"I don't know, about once a week?" said Home, "and he went to the wall to check the storage of the oil lamp, and replied, "It's mostly full, it must have been added for a short time." ”

The two of them continued to climb up, and Diarlando said as he crawled, "Weishenme, I think you spent your childhood in these tunnels?" Holm said embarrassedly, "No way, we don't have anything to play here." After his mother's death, his father forbade almost all entertainment in the city. When I was a kid, I was bored in the castle, and the only pleasure I had was exploring these secret passages. ”

"I think you should travel around and meet Shijie outside. I don't know that you didn't go to the Royal Knight Academy, but being in this place all your life will limit your cognition and hinder your growth. Diarrando couldn't help but feel sympathy for the young man, whose life was much more boring than his own childhood.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for mentioning that after this incident, I want to follow you around, can I? I want to be your squire. When Holm heard this, he just said what he was thinking in his heart. What young man doesn't have the ambition to explore Shijie, but being suppressed by his father for many years, Holm doesn't even have the courage to bring it up.

"Haha, this is not good, I am still wandering around with me concealing my identity, and I can't take you with me. But if you're not afraid of death, you can follow Kenda or Martin to the battlefield in the west. They are good bosses and will teach you a lot. Dearrando was laughing and chatting with Holm as he climbed up, when something suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Holm looked at Diarlando for some reason. Dearlando's head has come out of this patio, which means that he has seen the scene of a pump room above, and it stands to reason that there should be little difference between the pump room above and the bottom one, could it be that he found something?

Holm didn't get an answer from Deerlando, only to see his right hand slowly retracted, and then suddenly pulled out the long sword on his body, and jumped out of the hole with strength. The sound of ping-pong sounded above, and someone was breathing heavily.

Holm hurriedly climbed up three times and saw what was happening at the bottom. Dearlando was pressing something on his knees, and it was wrapped in a thick layer of cobweb-like stuff that was pressed and squirmed. And this pump room is also full of silver-white silk webs, like a nest of large spiders.

Dearlando scrutinized the thing below his knee, the sword in his hand raised, intending to give it a sword if he saw any change. The thing noticed Holm coming up, but it squirmed even more, and made a whining sound, as if it knew Holm.

Holm listened to the familiar cry, and hesitated to ask, "Dom?" in exchange for a louder, muffled moan.

"Temple...... Then you, let him go, he's a water house maintainer. Holm shouted halfway through the title, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, so he had to change his words.

"Dom, why are you like this?" Holm stepped forward, took the oil lamp next to him, and looked closer at the cocoon-like man wrapped in silk mesh.

When Diarrando heard this, he let go of his knee and stood up, but the sword in his hand was still not lowered. With a few gentle swings, he sliced off the white stuff that was wrapped around the hapless fellow.

As soon as the pressure on Dom's back was released, he struggled to his feet, brushed the white silk mesh off his face with his hands, and tried to speak. But as soon as the mouth was opened, countless tiny gray-white silk threads appeared where it should have been the tongue. His entire pale face was covered with blue-black veins, all twisting and wriggling at the moment.

Holm and Dearlandor were both taken aback, and the poor fellow was spitting out the fine threads of this as he tried to say something.

But in the end he didn't say a word clearly, and dense tiny worms quickly crawled out of his nostrils, eyes, ears, and then more out of his pale and dull skin.

"Wraiths devour gold worms!" Dearlando finally realized what it was, it turned out that the resentful spirits that lived in the human body broke out of the human body in this way. As soon as he thought of this, he immediately opened the star box and released Reseth.

As soon as the young dragon saw the body that was still struggling slightly, it spewed out a large ball of water, which formed a hood-like thing and covered the body. With a flash of light, the shroud cracked, but the filaments and bodies that had been wriggling stopped moving.

Holm carried an oil lamp with his back against the rough walls of the pump room, his cold sweat and cold rocks sending chills down his body. He gasped in horror for a few moments, then widened his eyes and asked, "Your Highness, what happened just now......

Licking his mouth in satisfaction, Riceth jumped back onto Deirlando's shoulder, his body glowing with a faint white light that illuminated the entire pump room. Deirlando's expression was serious, and he swept the filaments that dotted the corners with his sword again, then focused his gaze on a smaller cocoon that wrapped around the two main water pipes.

"As soon as I came up, I saw this Dom wrapped in a cocoon and hanging in the air. Thought it was a hatchling waiting to hatch...... No, it's just a bug hatching bed! Maybe the poor man was unlucky enough to come across this while he was at work. As he spoke, Dearlando stabbed his sword into the smaller cocoon, and an indescribable sour smell came over his face.

A high-pitched hissing sound was short, something in the cocoon struggled, and then a black, reddish, liquid leaked out of the place where the sword had been inserted. Diarrando didn't pull out his sword until the thing stopped struggling.

Although it was inconspicuous in appearance, the longsword that Ruidan asked Martin to send was made of the finest pure gold, and at this moment, the silver-white tip of the sword was sticking to the sticky liquid, and it made a gurgling sound, as if it was being corroded by something.