Dearlandor was in the kitchen having dinner when he heard rumors that Holm was being locked up by the city lord. He was already on good terms with a couple of enthusiastic cooks, and was betting that he would be able to swallow twelve caramel cheese balls in one bite.

No one spoke the news out loud, whispering like a leaf blown by a breeze among acquaintances, and then slowly spreading with sighs or "I know" looks. The kitchen and the cafeteria next to the kitchen are just such an excellent place to exchange gossip.

Leaving little attention, Diarlando continued to laugh with the cooks, pricking up his ears and listening intently to the occasional whisper that drifted through the walls or corridors. In the end, he confirmed two facts: first, Holm did not see the body when he took the earl. Second, there are hidden enemies in the castle.

After struggling to crush and swallow the stuffed cheeseballs, Diarlando stood up and gave an exaggerated greeting as if he had just finished slaying the dragon, and the audience around him applauded and cheered as he swallowed fourteen cheeseballs in one go.

The two large plates of barbecue prepared for the "two special friends" of Kenda Knight and Martin Knight were also prepared, and Dearrando took it lightly and hurriedly said goodbye to the people in the kitchen. Claiming to go back to serve his master, with the prize of a bet on victory - a nice bottle of rose wine.

Along the way, Diarlando tried to maintain a pleasant expression, but he was anxious inside. Everyone thinks that Holm has made up a lie about the monster, and in order to stop his father's wedding, no one believes a single word of Holm. They all felt that it was normal for things to go this way, and some even took it as a joke.

When he hurried back to Kenda's room, Martin happened to be there, and the two of them were chatting as they waited, waiting for the servant to come and invite them to dinner. Dearlando slammed two large plates of meat on the table, and then said, "We're in big trouble right now!"

Kenda and Martin looked around to see if they could speak normally, and Dearrando waved his hand and said, "Forget those shady surveillance bugs, the cocoon of the Wraithing Gold Eater has been found in the castle and the victims, and that thing is still attached to the water supply system, I don't know how many people have been infected!"

Dearlando briefly recounted what he and Holm had seen in the pump room, and explained Holm's current situation.

When it came to Holm's detention on the rooftop, Martin interjected: "The rooftop, is it that little gap in the hill above the castle? "When Martin returned, he deliberately circled the castle several times to get a complete picture of the castle and the mountain.

Diarlando nodded and said, "I guess that's it...... Now he's locked up by his stupid daddy, unapproachable. It was getting dark late, and I managed to go to him and ask him what was going on. As soon as we left the underground pipes, he immediately went to the Earl, and Reeth checked that there were no surveillance bugs in the pump room, and Weishenme would leak the news?"

"Your Highness...... Otherwise, we just show our identities and take them all down. Then put pressure on Earl Grude to postpone the wedding, inspect the whole city, and if you dare to resist, you will all be beaten down!" Martin clenched his fist, making a crackling sound.

Kenda shook her head and retorted to Martin: "The Brans must have a big plan to be so interested here, even if we capture them all now, we still can't understand their purpose." I'm very concerned about the secrets of the Gold Swallower and the Dragon Gold, and I'm always not at ease if I don't figure it out. ”

After speaking, Kenda set his eyes on Diarlando, who subconsciously touched the right eyebrow bone and replied: "This is also the reason why I am reluctant to do it, I actually really hope that this wedding can go on, and then see what they want to do after they get the ring." But if everyone's lives are in danger here......"

"Even if we can't know the truth, it will alarm the entire organization behind them, and we have to act now. I'm going to go to Fayle and ask about how this parasite spreads. When you come back from eating, I'll tell you about the next step. Zuihou Dierlandor put down his hand and made a decision.

Just then, the servant knocked softly at the door, and said that the Count had invited the two knights to dinner. Deirlandor opened the door for them like a proper squire and sent them off.

As soon as Kenda and Martin were sent away, Dearrando released Ryeth and checked the entire room. Then he untied the gauntlet of one hand and used the dragon's magic to summon Fayir. He lit the Dragon's Blood Ring three times, but Fair didn't show up for a long time. Zuihou Diarlandor had to heat up the tiny ring to give Fayer a more "significant" reminder.

The mage had a blue face and appeared in front of Deirlandor a moment later with a large canopy of magical smoke. In his own peculiar mocking tone, he asked Diarlando: "Your Great Prince, the Contractor of the Dragon, my merciful half master!

Fayer's high-necked mage robe, which had been locked all the year round, was rudely pulled open at the moment, and the glowing ring was now suspended by the mage and carried the leather rope, so as not to burn more red marks on his already scarred chest.

Dearlando didn't expect his will to make the ring so hot, and hurriedly complained about his recklessness. "I'm sorry, it's really urgent, and human lives are at stake. I didn't expect to hurt you......"

Fayer took a step back vigilantly, blocking the hand that Dierlandor wanted to examine the wound, still sarcastically unlucky: "Since human life is at stake, let's quickly start saving the precious lives of the people of Turanda, and a Brando doesn't care about such a small burn." ”

Diarrando was choked up and had nothing to say, so he had to mutter, "I've called you three times before......"

"Back to Your Highness, I was making a fire to cook, and in order to prevent this land of Turanda from being affected by the fire, I was collecting my camping traces after seeing the news," said Fayle, speaking in a tone that addressed the mentally handicapped or a child......

"Okay! It's all my fault, I'll make it up to you, you can perm a few bags or burn my hair if you want! Dearlando rudely interrupted Fayer's rambling taunts and stiffly shifted the subject in the right direction.

Fayle also kept his mouth shut, and he was glad that he had succeeded in inciting Deirlando's guilt. He was actually deliberately delaying the speed of coming, to see what way Dearrando could control himself. Although his chest was burned red, it was nothing compared to the time he spent training in the crater in order to get more fire elemental power compared to when he was a child.

The mage's thin lips hung a disdainful arc and said quietly, "I'm listening......"

Diarrando recounted everything he had seen and heard in the afternoon, and then, under Fayer's inquiry, described the appearance of the cocoon in special detail, and even used the starlight projection that Kenda forbade him to use, recreating the scene of the pump room at that time.

Fayer asked Dierlando to enlarge the, looked up and down carefully, and then said categorically: "This is not the technique of a Bran mage or a warlock or a royal sword, it should be a dwarven secret method!"

"Uh...... Do you think the water source in the castle is completely polluted?Will everyone emerge from their bodies at once and die?" "Although I have seen various ways to die, the death method of thousands of insects biting through the internal organs and burrowing out the skin is too painful and terrible.

Fayer glanced at the young dragon lying on Dierlando's shoulder, staring at him intently, and said, "Actually, resentful creatures are not so scary, and it is not so easy to infect a normal human. The previous caravan was infected after being bitten directly through the body, as for the ...... of the water pipe repairer you mentioned."

"I think he must have touched the cocoon at that time, and the tentacles inside the cocoon pierced the skin directly before he became infected. Although the tentacles of the cursed fetus are poisonous, they do not infect people who touch or drink it when they are spread in water. The mage speculated and explained.

"What kind of poison?" said Deirlando, hearing a new term, and couldn't help but marvel at the endless stream of new breeds of monsters on Bran's side.

Fair had no choice but to sigh and explain: "The cursed fetus is the product of the darkest line of dwarven spells, and it is a curse technique, a bit like the curse spell of the wraith-mage. It uses the terrible emotions of death and violent emotions and the inducement of certain special minerals and biological agents to build an active bridge to cross those dead resentful spirits back to this shijie. ”

"As for toxicity...... But it is impossible to see what inducers they use, some of which make people hallucinate, some make people drowsy, and some make people weak or vomit. "I only learned about this because I've been dealing with dwarves for five years, and to be honest, I've never seen a wraithed creature in this form before I came here. ”

Diarlando nodded and said, "In other words, there are dwarves hiding in the shadows in the castle! And it is very likely that they are loyal to the Demon Dragon King back then! and they are also dwarven mages who can use curse magic!"

The image of a man appeared in Deirlando's mind, a stocky figure below the average height of a man, a thick beard that could only be seen through the eyes, and a voice that was slightly lower and rougher than normal.

"How tall have you ever seen the tallest dwarf?" Deirlandor rolled his eyes and suddenly asked Fair a strange question.