Each of the twelve witches stood under a hazelnut tree and began to chant an ancient song. Seven stone pillars suddenly broke out of the ground silently on the grassland in the forest, and a huge holy white rock rose from the soil in the middle of the stone pillars. There was a crack in the rock, and the black hole looked like the gate to hell.
It was easy to see that the stone gate and stone pillars were artificially carved from the natural rock. There were also some curved words on it, which had been eroded and blurred. Brando could barely distinguish that it should be an ancient dwarven text.
"My Lord, this gate can only last for half a quarter of an hour. Please decide who you want to take with you." As soon as the white rock appeared, Babasha immediately said in a hoarse voice.
Brando had already decided on the candidates in his heart. "Babasha, you choose five reliable men to go in with me first. Count Audine, you lead the Knight in later. The rest of you, protect Her Royal Highness. I want you to swear to the Goddess of the Pillars of Purgatory. "
"Please rest assured, Mr. Brando." Count Audine replied with a Knight's salute. His relationship with Brando seemed to have naturally become one of superior and subordinate, but the count was not narrow-minded. He understood that Brando was far more qualified to give orders here than he was, so he did not feel anything wrong.
The witches respectfully did as they were told, and Count Audine sighed again. Although the witches occasionally made some transactions with secular power, they would never behave so respectfully. He did not really believe the old witch's statement that Brando had helped them, but he suspected Brando's other experience: he already knew that Brando was the descendant of Sword Saint Darius, and also knew that Brando had once studied under a very powerful 'Hermit Wizard'. Count Audine suspected that it was Tulman, so he subconsciously attributed the relationship between the witches and Brando to the fact that they might have been indebted to the master of the Mithril Castle.
"Mr. Brando —" The half-elf girl had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by Brando. "Your Highness, please stay here and let me feel at ease. Because whether it's you or me, Erouine needs someone to know how it should proceed in the future. I may be a little arrogant to say this, but I don't want my efforts to be in vain. "
Princess Gryphine looked at him carefully. "Then I order you to come back. Can you do that?"
Brando did not answer. How was he supposed to answer? He wasn't sure either. Perhaps the people from Jorgendy Ridge were just a bunch of brainless cavemen. They never thought that there would be a secret passage to the hills north of Ampere Seale. Therefore, they came out in full force, or only left a reserve team behind, allowing him to easily tear down the Door of Flame.
Of course, he hoped so too. However, he knew in his heart that it was more likely to be the opposite. The demons were heavily guarding the portal, and they only had a slim chance of success. He did not know what he was about to face. Even when he had fought his way out of the encirclement in Bucce, he had not felt so uncertain.
History had completely changed, and for the first time, he could not see the inevitable result behind the fog. However, there was surprisingly no fear in his heart. His mind was clear, and he knew exactly what he was going to do.
"Then it's a promise," Brando smiled. "If I'm unlucky and die, I'll let Count Audine send my body back."
This joke was not very clever. The princess frowned and looked at him. She only said two words: "Live."
"… I'll do my best. No one wants to die, Your Highness."
Princess Gryphine just looked at him quietly, which made Brando feel very strange. He thought that this ambiguous answer would be reprimanded, but in any case, he had already made a decision.
Babasha had already chosen the candidates, and she brought the five witches to meet him. One of the five witches was said to be Babasha's niece. She was a thin middle-aged woman in her sixties, and the other three were also close to Babasha. The last one surprised Brando slightly. It was a little girl holding a honey jar. She was less than half his height, with faint freckles on the tip of her nose, and a pair of amber eyes looking at him curiously. Babasha introduced her as her adopted daughter. Although she was only fourteen years old, she already had the strength of a Silver Rank.
Brando asked her what her name was, and the little girl replied crisply, "Sugar Jar."
Good name. Brando could not help but look at the honey jar she was holding, thinking that this little girl must like to eat sugar. He just did not know if the witches would have tooth decay. Perhaps they would not.
After saying goodbye to the princess, he took the witches into the cave, and the twelve Knight followed. In the crevice of the rock was a narrow space, only about three people could walk side by side. There were obvious traces of artificial steps on the ground. At this time, someone behind them lit a torch with a flint, and the smell of pine nut oil suddenly filled the cave, but everyone could see the surrounding environment.
The rocks on both sides were like knives, and in the middle, there was a staircase cut from between the rocks leading straight to the ground. It was not much different from Brando's memory, but the dust was so thick that he drew a trace on the wall with his finger. Brando thought that the first player who discovered this place must have felt the same way.
But then there was a sudden exclamation behind him. Brando hurriedly turned his head, and then he saw a familiar slender figure coming in from the outside. The crack in the rock closed behind her, naturally merging into the surrounding rock walls without leaving a trace.
It was Princess Gryphine.
"Your Royal Highness, you …" Brando almost blacked out. He finally understood what the princess's last quiet glance meant. It turned out that she wanted him to relax his vigilance, and the tragedy was that he really walked into the trap.
"Mr. Brando, you are not very smart."
"Well, I admit that I am a fool. But I will order Babasha to take you out of another secret passage, Your Royal Highness, you can't stop me. "Brando replied snappily.
"Unless you kill me," Princess Gryphine replied coldly. "Otherwise, no one can take me away. You can try, Mr. Brando. I dare to use my actions to practice my every word. "
"Your Royal Highness … Don't be so …" Brando wanted to say stubborn, but he suddenly remembered that the princess was famous for her stubbornness in history. She might really do what she said.
He suddenly felt a headache coming on. He suddenly missed the obedient Amandina, or at least Scarlet and Metisha were much less worrisome than the princess.
"Mr. Brando, I said that you are not smart, not because I lied to you," the princess saw the hesitation on his face, and her tone softened a little. "Have you ever thought that if you fail, there will still be Erouine? The devil will destroy all of this, didn't you already tell me? I want to be with you and watch you save this ancient kingdom with your own hands. "
"If you fail," the princess looked at him quietly, "I will be buried with you for this kingdom. I will at least bury our ideals under the dust with my own hands. I want to die by my Knight's side. "
Brando felt his heart skip a beat.
He didn't know if the princess meant to say that, but when he saw the serious look in the half-elf girl's eyes, he suddenly felt that he had been seen through by her.
But he had to admit that he did not think of this. If he failed, Erouine would be destroyed by the devil's invasion. After losing him and Valhalla, whether the people of Erouine could rebuild a kingdom from the ruins, whether the rebuilt kingdom would bear the same beliefs, everything was still unknown.
Whether or not Aouine's people would be able to survive the calamity was still a question. After losing the familiar name of the land, would this kingdom still be the Erouine he was familiar with?
Not necessarily.
Her Royal Highness saw far more clearly than he did, perhaps this was the difference between him and her. After all, she was a native of this kingdom, and no matter how much he understood the history of this ancient kingdom, he only carried half of Brando's feelings.
He sighed. "Your Royal Highness, you and I, since you admit that I am your Knight, then I have to take the responsibility of protecting you. In the future, you must not be so stubborn." He said, half complaining and half warning.
Princess Gryphine's eyes softened a little.
"Babasha, you lead the way." Brando said unhappily.
"Yes, my Lord." Babasha glanced at the princess, smiled mysteriously, and walked forward with the torch.
The light of the torch extended down the tunnel, and the air quickly left the humid atmosphere outside and became dry. The pine resin torch occasionally burst out one or two sparks, landing on Babasha's witch hat. Other than that, it was difficult to hear any other sound in this quiet underground.
Of course, the rustling footsteps of the group was an exception.
Brando felt that Her Royal Highness beside him was a little nervous, which was not surprising. Although she was born with all kinds of aristocratic education that made her have to remain calm and collected at all times, she was still a noble girl born in the royal family. In her life, she had probably never had the experience of exploring the wild, let alone exploring the underground of an ancient castle. Anyone would inevitably have some strange hallucinations in their mind, and the princess was no exception.
"Mr. Brando, who built these tunnels?" Seeing the mysterious tunnel under Ampere Seale with her own eyes, Princess Gryphine was still curious. As if to get rid of the faint uneasiness, she asked in a low voice.
"It should be the dwarves, but I don't know which one." Brando replied casually.
"It should be the Rune Dwarves, my Lord." The old witch Babasha replied from the front.
So that's it, Brando didn't expect this to be another ruin of the Rune Dwarves. However, there was almost no detail in The Amber Sword about the background of the tunnel here, and it seemed that the core key was still in the secret tunnel that the players had not discovered.
After a short conversation, the surroundings quickly fell into silence again. The tunnel began to narrow, allowing only two people to walk side by side. Brando and Her Royal Highness had to get closer. The Knight also noticed that the underground stairs had begun to seep, and the traces of artificial carvings had become very blurry from here on out. The surrounding stone walls were washed back to their original state by the underground water seeping down from above.
After walking like this for about a quarter of an hour, the artificial tunnel completely disappeared, and a cliff appeared in front of them. A slanted crack cut off the tunnel, and when they raised the torch, they could see a natural stone wall that was as smooth as a mirror right in front of them.
Brando motioned for Babasha to extinguish the torch, and then he took out a crystal for illumination. This crystal was basically the kind of cheap stuff that could be found everywhere, and the light it emitted was very dim.
But it wasn't that Brando didn't have a better choice, but it was deliberate. He hadn't forgotten that below the cliff was the nest of the Spider Mother, and using a thermal light source would be like walking into a trap.
After changing the light source, Brando blessed everyone with the Wings of the Wind spell. He was just a Level 20 Elementalist, and his Wings of the Wind was not enough to let people fly, but it was enough to use as a Slow Fall spell. The group slowly descended from the cliff, and it took a few minutes to reach the bottom.
Below the cliff was a completely different scenery, and the Knight soon discovered that there was an underground river below. The cobblestone beach on both sides of the river was covered with layers upon layers of white spider webs. Countless spider eggs could be seen clearly under the webs. One could even see fist-sized spiders crawling around in between the spider webs.
Brendel subconsciously looked up and saw that the slanted cliff was covered with dense black meatball-like spiders. They were stacked layer upon layer, and the sight of them made his scalp tingle. He couldn't help but secretly curse, this was exactly the same as in the game.
When they came here for an adventure, he subconsciously glanced above his head, and as a result, he was so scared that he screamed. At that time, the Spider Mother was lured out, and the result was that they were wiped out. He was once severely punished by his senior sister for this, and now he still blushed when he thought about it.
But this was really too disgusting, a layer of dense floating worm wall above your head, and it felt like they would fall on your head at any time. Even if he was mentally prepared, he still felt a chill down his spine.
"Everyone listen, don't look above your head." Withdrawing his gaze, he immediately reminded them.
The Knight did as he said, but Princess Gryphine was very sharp, and seemed to have guessed that there might be something above their heads. Brando felt that her face was a little pale, and several times she touched his hand with her hand, but immediately put it back.
He didn't think that the princess would be so afraid of spiders. If he had known, maybe he would have let her look above her head, and maybe Princess Gryphine would be so scared that she would hug him. Brando couldn't help but have such a wicked thought, but of course, it was just a thought.
"Mr. Brando, these spiders must have some origin." Princess Gryphine asked with a pale face. She knew that it was impossible for so many spiders to inexplicably gather together, and the only possibility was that there was a monster's nest here.
Brando nodded, "It is said that the owner here is a Spider Mother called 'Anarons'. That monster had the terrifying strength of Elemental Activation and even Elemental Enlightenment as early as one or two hundred years ago. Legend has it that its Elemental Element is' Web ', and' Web 'means both binding and connecting. It can control every thread here-"
"Right, don't touch those webs, not even a thread." Brando reminded. He was not here to clear the dungeon, and it was best not to provoke the terrifying Spider Mother if he could.
Hearing what he said, everyone was stunned. But at this time, Brando heard a rustling sound coming from a direction.
It didn't sound like the sound of a spider.
"Hmm?" He was slightly stunned and couldn't help but turn his head in that direction.
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