The octagonal kitchen was more than 200 square meters. It should have been very spacious, but the furnishings inside took up most of the space.
Just opposite the slaughterhouse, there was a row of more than a dozen huge brick stoves.
Near the south stove, there were traces of cleaning. Not far away, there were charcoal ashes and unburned wood. There were a few fish heads and a number of burnt fish bones beside the extinguished bonfire.
Danny walked to the entrance and said casually, "Is the passage in the well?"
"Ah, how do you know?" Sam was shocked.
The well in the middle of the kitchen was made of stone. The edge of the well was half a meter high, and the diameter of the well was nearly four meters. The wall of the well was wet and covered with scale. There were stairs inside the well that spiraled down into the endless darkness.
"There is a door in the well. It's an old story. What's more, there are stairs on the wall of the well. The stairs are covered with moss and there are obvious footprints. "Danny smiled faintly.
As she spoke, she picked up a brick from the ground and threw it down lightly.
After a while, a muffled sound came from the depths of the darkness. The faint echo spread up along the well. The sound was intermittent, as if something was hiding at the bottom of the water. At this time, it was disturbed and was rolling in the water.
"Your Majesty, I'll go down and take a look." Barristan volunteered.
"Wait a moment. I'll throw a fireball down to explore the way."
Danny waved to Dahei, who was sticking its neck out of the kitchen door.
"Hiss!" Dahei growled and opened its mouth to spit out a fire snake as thick as an arm. It wriggled like a living creature and came to Danny. It curled into a ball of bright red fire the size of a fist.
Fatty Sam was stunned by this conjuring scene. He did not even notice that a lump of cold mucus hanging under his nostrils slid into his open mouth.
After learning the incomplete Green Prophet Meditation, Danny's precise control of the flame had improved a lot. The range and flexibility of the fireball floating around her had also increased a lot.
At this moment, the fist-sized fireball was one step ahead of the White Knight. It floated into the well and slowly descended.
Danny, Yimont, and Samwell leaned on the edge of the well and looked down. The fireball dispelled the ink-like darkness. There were large patches of scales of different shades on the walls of the well, and a small amount of moist brown moss. There was a mirror-like reflection below, swaying and swaying.
"There is no door," Barristan said.
The well was thirty meters long. When the fireball was one-third of the way down, the walls of the well and the water at the bottom of the well were already visible.
There was no door, not even a window. The walls of the well were dark and covered with water stains. There was no sign of opening or closing.
Danny turned to Fatty and saw the calm expression in his eyes. She knew that he had already guessed that they would not be able to find the door.
Yimont asked him, "Where is the door?"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh —" The fireball descended to the bottom of the well. When it was close to the water, a gust of wind suddenly rushed up from the bottom of the well. The wind whistled, and the dark well water surged like a huge wave. The Dragon Flame Fireball started to flicker like a candle flame.
"Whoosh —" The Dragon Flame could no longer maintain its fireball form. It suddenly stretched into a line of fire, which rose ten meters high with the gust of wind and was quickly extinguished. The deep well was dark again. Only the low sound of the wind could be heard, like a woman's whimper.
For the first time, Danny's Dragon Flame Fireball lost control and was extinguished by the wind.
The four people at the edge of the well were blown back a few steps by the gust of wind from the bottom of the well. The broken tiles on top of their heads flew up and fell in all directions. The chaotic sound of banging and banging came from all around the kitchen.
"Where did this evil wind come from?" Danny looked at Fatty Sam in surprise.
"I don't know. When I went down, there was nothing strange at the bottom of the well." Fatty was at a loss.
"There is no door at the bottom of the well, and there shouldn't be such a strong gust of wind." Yimont and Barristan were both puzzled.
"This gust of wind is definitely not a natural wind. My Dragon Flame Fireball will not be extinguished by a normal gust of wind." Danny said with certainty.
"Your Majesty, shall I go down and take a look?" Barristan said.
"This …" Danny hesitated. "You saw it too. The wind is too strong. If you fall into the water, your iron armor …"
"It's too dangerous. Forget it." She shook her head firmly.
"Sam, what do you say?" Yimont looked at Fatty with burning eyes.
Danny and Barristan looked over at the same time. The invisible pressure made Fatty shrink his neck.
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "Don't raise the torch, don't throw the fireball. But the knight is not a Night Watchman. He won't be able to see anything when he goes down."
"Is there any danger?" Yimont asked.
"I don't think so." Fatty Sam frowned and said with uncertainty.
"Clang!" Barristan pulled out his long sword and stabbed it into the brick seam of the well.
"Tch —" The smoky black blade pierced through the edge of the well easily as if it was a piece of wood.
"If there's an accident, I'll use my sword to stabilize my body." The old knight said.
"Why don't you take off your armor?" Yimont suggested.
"No, the armor can't be taken off." Danny shook her head. "The gust of wind just now was not natural. There are traces of magic. Valleglia's Steel Armor has a miraculous defense against magic attacks."
"I'll go down first. If I still can't find the black door, you'll go down with me." Barristan said to Sam.
After that, he leaned against the wall of the well with one hand and held his sword with the other. He stepped on the wet steps and walked down step by step.
Danny frowned as she watched the white knight gradually disappear into the darkness. She could only hear the sound of iron boots hitting the stone, which echoed in the well.
Barristan seemed to have walked a very long way. The waiting time was torturous. Danny was on the verge of regret. There were several times when she wanted to shout down and ask the old knight to come up.
But the bottom of the well was so quiet that she could even hear the sound of the knight's iron gloves scratching the wall of the well. The gust of wind just now seemed like an illusion.
"No, there's nothing." Just when Danny was worrying about her gains and losses, the old knight's loud voice came from below.
The voice echoed in the well and was somewhat distorted when it reached the mouth of the well.
"Am I coming up?" The old knight said.
"No, let Sam go down. Be careful." Danny said.
Under the Dragon Queen's gaze, Sam sighed and comforted himself. "I didn't break my oath. Her Majesty is too smart. She found this place by herself."
These words seemed to work. He regained his vitality and walked down the stone steps quickly. He held the wall with one hand and the other hand hung by his side.
"The Seven Hells!" About fifteen minutes later, the old knight's terrified scream came from the bottom of the well.
They had been together for almost two years. She had seen the Valleglia Devils and the Bellerion formed by the Dragon Worms. But never once had Danny seen Barristan so terrified.
He was known as the 'Fearless'!
"There's a door, Your Majesty. There really is a door. The Seven Gods! It, it … "
"It's talking!!!" Barristan shouted in horror.
"… Who — Who — Who — Who — Who — Who — Who?" At the same time, a low but unusually clear voice came from the bottom of the well.
Danny and Yimont's faces turned pale as they took a step back in fear.
This was not Barristan's voice, nor was it Sam's voice. A third person's voice came from the bottom of the well.
But there were only two people at the bottom of the well …
"I am Barristan Selmy, Danny, Her Majesty's Kingsguard." Danny heard Barristan's stuttering voice as if he was controlled by someone.
"You — Shouldn't — Have — Come — Here!" The low voice said clearly.
"I …" The White Knight did not know what to do.
"He came with me." Sam suddenly spoke. "I am the Sword in the Darkness, the Guard on the Great Wall. The Flame that resists the cold, the Light of Dawn, the Horn that awakens the Sleeper, the Shield that protects the Kingdom. "
This was the oath of the Night Watchers.
In the afternoon, in the Holy Church, Danny witnessed Perestan reciting the same oath to the Seven Gods with her own eyes.
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After a full ten minutes, the bottom of the well remained silent as if the two people had disappeared.
Danny and Yimont looked at each other.
"Big Black!" Danny waved at the Black Dragon that was squeezing at the door. A moment later, another Dragon Flame Fireball fell into the well. It only dived for ten meters before stopping. This height was enough for the people at the edge of the well to see the bottom of the well.
It was empty. There was no door, and no one.
Barristan and Sam had disappeared.
"Uh …" Danny and Old Yimont looked at each other speechlessly again.
"Let's wait and see. If we can get out, we can come back." Old Yimont said.
Then, the two of them stood at the edge of the well and waited.
The moonlight shone through the hole in the roof, casting a silver glow on their bodies. It was silent all around. Even the sound of the rats running had disappeared and could not be heard.
The cold was like an invisible arrow that shot down from the huge ice crystal wall next door. It hit their knees, abdomen, hands, neck, face, ears, and drilled into their flesh and bones. Old Yimont could not help but shiver at the edge of the well.
"Old man, go to the door and warm up." Danny stomped her feet and puffed out white steam.
"Sigh, I'm getting old." Yimont did not insist. He wobbled to Big Black's side and leaned against the Black Dragon's neck.
"It's so warm." He touched Big Black's hot scales and chuckled.
After waiting for another half an hour, Danny finally could not take it anymore. She took off her backpack and took out a glass candle from it. She locked onto the soul fragment that was left on Barristan and began the mental projection.
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The east side of the Great Wall of Desperation was straight like a sword, while the west side was twisted like a crawling snake.
It was close to the northern land beyond the Great Wall. The east side was flat plains, but the west side was filled with hills and valleys. The Great Wall avoided the valleys and rose and fell on the rugged ridges.
At this moment, Barristan and Sam were huddled under the steep hills. They were in the gap between two huge rocks. They kept stomping their feet and exhaling at each other.
Not far away, the towering ice crystal wall blocked their way south, just like it had done to the barbarians for thousands of years.
"Sir, why don't we go to the forest to find some wood and light it up to keep warm?" Sam's eyebrows were covered in a layer of frost. His face seemed to have turned into two balls of red jelly in the cold wind. He was so cold that he could not even speak properly.
"There are deviant ghosts in the forest. Just wait, Her Majesty will be here soon." Barristan said tiredly.
"How did Her Majesty know that we're here?"
"Where's the door?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the side. Sam rubbed his eyes and looked blankly at the Dragon Queen who was knocking on the Great Wall of Desperation. He said in disbelief, "Her Majesty Danny Lilith?"
"Where's the door?" Danny turned around and asked.
Sam was shocked and confused. Barristan, on the other hand, had already expected that the Dragon Queen would appear in this way. He was not surprised at all. He crawled out from the gap between the boulders and drew a circle on an ice crystal. "She should be here," he said.
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