"Who on earth are you?" Luo Luo did not expect to meet a guy who knew her grandfather before she could find Grandma Teresa on the seventeenth floor. Judging from the guy's tone, he seemed to be very senior, so she used honorifics when she asked him this question.
"I'm afraid that not many people in this world know my name," the voice behind the door lamented.
"What's your relationship with Master Constantine?" Rob suddenly asked.
The voice behind the door sounded surprised. "You've seen me before? No, that's impossible. Judging from your voice, you're at most 20 years old. How do you know my name? "
"Who's Master Constantine?" Lolo asked.
"Constantine was the best weaponsmith in the human race, or even the entire Dawn Continent, 80 years ago. Listening Weapon and Blood Forging were his unique skills. Every weapon he forged was unique. Elven swords were precious, but they could be bought with money. Constantine's weapons, especially those forged with Blood Forging, were sold for hundreds of thousands of gold coins on the black market, and they were always out of stock. However, he suddenly disappeared about 50 years ago. His friends and disciples searched for him for a long time, but they couldn't find any clues. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. The Mercenary Guild has three S-Class indefinite missions, one of which is to find Constantine. The reward is one million gold coins and three weapons forged with Blood Forging," the future supreme magus explained. The future Supreme Magister explained, "I've never met you before, senior. I just remembered that the method you used just now was very similar to the legendary Listening Soldiers."
"Kid, you know a lot," the voice behind the door muttered.
Lolo was still puzzled. "The best weaponsmith in the human race 80 years ago? Then he must be at least 100 years old now. Why can't I tell from his voice? "The voice behind the door sounded weathered, but not too old. It sounded like he was only in his forties or fifties.
"Because of his bloodline." Rob said, "Strictly speaking, he's not a pure human. A part of the blood of a giant dragon flows in his body, which can slow down his aging process. People call those who have dragon blood as dragon descendants. This is also why he's the only one who can use the blood forging method to forge weapons."
Constantine shook his head. "It's said that the true descendants of dragons went extinct more than a thousand years ago. I asked a magician friend to use the Blood Transfusion Technique to forcefully inject a portion of the dragon's blood into my body. At best, it can only be considered a weakened version of a dragon's descendant. Although my lifespan has been extended, the dragon's blood is too domineering. It's not something a mortal's body can withstand. Although the Blood Transfusion Technique was successful, the blood vessels in my body are constantly in a cycle of being torn and mended. The pain is unimaginable for ordinary people, but it's worth it to be able to use the Blood Forging Technique to forge weapons."
Lolo couldn't understand Constantine's obsession with forging, but that didn't stop her from respecting him, whether they were friends or foes.
Perhaps a master in a certain field would have a persistence and pride that only they would understand. She waited for Constantine to finish before asking, "What's your relationship with the Temple of Light?"
"What do you think my relationship with the Temple of Light is?" Constantine asked, but before the girl could answer, he continued, "One day, a Cardinal came to me and told me that they found an armory that might have been left behind by the previous civilization. He asked me if I was interested in taking a look inside, but I had to keep it a secret. I agreed without much thought. As a weaponsmith, learning is never an end, not to mention learning about a brand new blacksmithing system. I couldn't resist the temptation, so I didn't tell anyone about it, including my wife and daughter. I set out on my own and arrived at the designated place at the appointed time. Then, I lost my freedom, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself here."
"You're saying that the Temple of Light kidnapped you … Wait, what is this place?"
"Don't you know?" Constantine was calm. "This is the highest-level secret prison of the Temple of Light. The reason why the Church built the Grimm Prison was to hide the existence of this place. I overheard your conversation earlier. Are you here to look for someone?"
"The person who provided us with the information lied to us. We are indeed here to look for someone, but that person isn't a prisoner of the Temple of Light. No, I should say that she has contributed greatly to the Church," Lolo said.
Constantine was noncommittal. "I've been here for more than forty years. I'm very familiar with this place. Why don't you describe her to me and see how I can help you?"
"Actually, I've never seen her before. I only know that she's around eighty years old and an old woman. She's closely related to my mother's death. I want to find her and ask her about what happened back then."
"I know the person you're looking for. If I remember correctly, she came here more than ten years ago. You're right, she's different from the others. You'll know when you see her. She's at the end of the corridor, in the room on the right." Constantine spilled everything he knew, just as he said he would.
"Thank you, senior." Lolo said respectfully. She followed Constantine's directions to the end of the corridor. It was very quiet behind the metal door on the right. If it wasn't for the soft breathing sounds coming from the air vent, one would have suspected that someone was living inside.
The two sets of keys found on Max's body finally came in handy.
There were no more traps or mechanisms on the seventeenth floor. Rob used the simplest method. He inserted the keys into the keyhole on the door and unlocked it after a while.
Luo Luo took a deep breath. She was finally going to meet the most suspected murderer of her mother's death. This scene was not unfamiliar to her, as she had seen it many times in her dreams. The murderer lived under layers of protection in the Divine Hall, carefully living a life isolated from the world, thinking that no one would discover him. However, Luo Luo had descended from the sky, and the moment the murderer saw her, his eyes were filled with shock and fear.
However, when the girl pushed the metal door open with trembling hands, the scene that appeared before her stunned her.
Lolo had never seen such a cruel scene before. A skinny old woman was sitting quietly on a chair. Her hands and feet were nailed to the chair's armrests and the floor by four meter-long metal nails. Her wounds were rotten, and maggots were crawling out of them, gnawing on her flesh. She was unconscious. If it wasn't for the Divine Sigil that was releasing weak divine power to heal her wounds, she would have died from such severe injuries.
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