Vol 3 Chapter 353

The twelve witches each stood under a hazelnut tree, and began to sing an ancient ballad. Seven stone pillars on the grass in the forest suddenly broke out silently, the stone pillars. A huge holy white rock rises in the middle dirt, and there is a crack in the rock, and the black hole looks like the gate to hell.

The stone gates and pillars can easily be seen to be artificially carved from natural rocks, and there are some crooked text on it, which has been eroded, and Brando can barely distinguish that it should be an ancient Dwarf text.

"Sir, this door can only last for half a quarter of an hour, please quickly decide who you want to bring." As soon as the white rocks appeared, Barbasa said in a husky voice.

Brando's mind has already decided on a good candidate, "Babasha, you choose five reliable men to advance with me. Count Odin, you will lead the knights afterwards, and the rest, protect Your Royal Highness, I want you Swear to Goddess of Purgatory. "

"Please rest assured, Mr. Brando," Count Odin replied in a cavalry ceremony. His relationship with Brando seems to have naturally become a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but Lord Earl is not narrow-minded and understands that Brando is far more qualified to give orders than him, so he feels nothing wrong.

The witches followed each other submissively, and saw Count Odin sigh again. Although the witches occasionally made some transactions with worldly powers, they would never behave so respectfully. He did not really believe that the old witch said that Brando had helped them, but doubted another experience of Brando: he already knew that Brando was a descendant of Swordmaster Daruss. I also know that Brando once learned the wizard's knowledge under a very powerful 'Hermitage Wizard'. Earl Odin suspected that it was Turaman, so he subconsciously attributed the relationship between the witches and Brando to them. May have benefited from the owner of the Mithril Fort.

"Mr. Brando—" As soon as the half-elf girl spoke, it was interrupted by Brando. "Her Royal Highness, please stay here for my peace of mind. Because whether you or me, Eruin always needs someone Knowing how it should go in the future. I might be arrogant to say that, but I don't want my efforts to be wasted. "

Princess Griffin looked at him carefully. "Then I ordered you to come back, can you do it?"

Brando didn't answer. How can he tell him to answer? He didn't know. Perhaps a group of mindless cavemen came from Georgendagan, and they never thought that there would be a secret passage leading to the hills north of Ampelsel. So they came out of the nest, or left only one reserve team. Let him easily take off the flames.

Of course, he hopes so. But he knew in his mind that it was more likely to be the opposite situation. The demons guarded the portal heavily, and they only had a chance to succeed. He didn't know what he was going to face, and even when Buchi killed the siege, he didn't have such a complete mind.

History has completely changed, and for the first time he cannot see the inevitable result behind that fog. But there was surprisingly no fear in his heart, his head was sober, he knew exactly what he was going to do.

"Then it's agreed," Brando smiled slightly. "If I'm out of luck, I'll have Earl Odin return my body."

The joke was not so clever, His Royal Highness frowned, watching him say only two words: "Alive."

"... I will do my best. No one will die, Your Royal Highness."

Princess Griffin just glanced at him quietly. This surprised Brando. He thought that the ambiguous answer would be reprimanded, but he had already made a decision anyway.

Barbassa had already chosen her, and she brought the five witches to meet him. One of the five witches is said to be Barbasa's niece, a skinny, middle-aged woman in her sixties, and the other three are also closely related to Barbasa. The last one surprised Brando slightly. It was a little girl holding a jar of honey, less than half his height, a touch of freckles on the tip of his nose, and a pair of amber eyes looked at him curiously. Babasha introduced that she was her adoptive daughter. Although she was only fourteen years old, she already had the silver rank strength.

Brando asked her name, and the little girl replied crisply, "Sugar bowl."

Good name. Brando couldn't help but glance at the honey pot she was holding, thinking that this little girl must like sugar very much, but she didn't know if the witch would have tooth decay, maybe not.

After saying goodbye to the princess, he led the witches into the cave, and the twelve knights followed. The gap in the rock is a small space, only about three people can run in parallel, and the traces of artificially carved steps can be clearly felt on the ground. At this time someone ignited the torch with vermiculite, and the smell of pine nut oil suddenly filled the cave, but everyone also saw the surrounding environment clearly.

The rock on both sides is like a knife, and the middle step cut from the rock leads directly to the ground. It is not much different from Brando's memory, except that the dust is thick. As the traces came, Brando thought that the first player who found it here must have felt the same way.

But then a sudden exclaim came from behind. Brando hurriedly turned around, and then he saw a familiar slender figure coming in from outside, and the cracks in the rock closed behind her, naturally resembling the surrounding rock wall, leaving no trace.

That was Princess Griffin.

"His Royal Highness, you ..." Brando was so dangling from his eyes. He finally understood what the princess's last quiet glance meant, and it turned out that he wanted to let him relax his vigilance. Tragically, he really ran into the trap.

"Mr. Brando, you are very clever."

"Well, I admit that I'm a fool. But I'll order Barbassa to take you out of another path, Her Royal Highness, you won't stump me." Brando answered angrily.

"Unless you kill me," Princess Griffin replied coldly. "No one can take me with you. You can try it, Mr. Brando. I dare to use my actions to practice every sentence I have words."

"His Royal Highness ... You don't want to ..." Brando wanted to say stubbornness. But he suddenly remembered that His Royal Highness was famous for his stubbornness in history, and she might have done it.

Suddenly he was the first two, and he suddenly missed Antitina, who obeyed his words, or Akane and Meditis, at least more at ease than the Princess.

"Mr. Brando, I said you were not smart, not because I lied to you," Her Royal Highness saw hesitation on his face. The tone softened a little: "Have you ever thought that if you fail, there will still be Eruin? The devil will destroy all this, haven't you already told me. I want to be with you. Look at your own hands Save this ancient kingdom. "

"If you fail," Her Royal Highness looked at him quietly. "I will bury the kingdom with you. At least I will bury our ideals in the dust. I will die next to my knight."

Brando felt his heart beat.

He didn't know if the princess meant to say this. He saw the half-elf girl's extremely serious look, and suddenly he felt that he had been seen through by the other party.

But I have to admit that he did not expect this. If he fails, Eruin will disappear under the invasion of the demons. After losing him and Valhalla, can the Eruin rebuild a kingdom on the ruins, and whether the rebuilt kingdom bears With the same belief, everything is still unknown.

It is even a question whether the Eruin will survive the disaster. After losing those familiar names on the land. Is this kingdom still the Eruin he is familiar with?

I'm afraid not.

Her Royal Highness looked far more clearly than he did, and perhaps that was the difference between him and her. After all, she is an aboriginal of this kingdom, and no matter how he understands the history of this ancient kingdom, he only carries half of Brando's feelings.

He sighed. "Her Royal Highness. You are with me. Since you acknowledge that I am your knight, then I have to take responsibility for protecting you. In the future you must not be so arrogant." He said half-complaining and half-calling One sentence.

Princess Griffin softened slightly.

"Babasha, you show the way," Brando said angrily.

"Yes, Lord Lord." Babasha glanced at the princess. With a mysterious smile, he picked up the torch and walked forward.

The light of the torch extended along the downward path, and the air quickly got rid of the humid atmosphere outside and became dry. The turpentine torch occasionally burst out with one or two Mars, and landed on Barbessa's witch hat. Other than that, it was hard to hear any other sound in the quiet underground.

Of course, except for the rustling footsteps of a group of people.

Brando felt that her princess beside her was slightly nervous, and it was not surprising to think that although she was born to receive various noble educations, she must keep calm and calm at all times; but after all, she was still a royal noble girl In life, I'm afraid that I have never experienced expeditions in the wild, let alone deep underground exploration of the castle. Anyone will inevitably have some strange illusions in the mind, and the princess is no exception.

"Mr. Brando, who built these tunnels?" Princess Griffin was curious as she saw the mysterious tunnel beneath Ampelsel with her own eyes. It seemed as though to get rid of that slight restlessness, she whispered.

"It should be a dwarf, but I don't know which one," Brando replied casually.

"It should be a rune dwarf, Lord Lord." The old witch Ba Basha replied in front.

It turned out that Brando hadn't expected that this would be the relic of a rune dwarf. However, there is almost no specific mention of the authentic background here in Sword of Amber. It seems that the key is the secret passage that players have not found.

After a short conversation, they soon fell into silence. The martyrdom began to become narrower, allowing only two people to run side by side. Brando and Her Royal Highness had to be closer. The knights also noticed that the underground stairs began to seep. The artificially carved traces have become very blurred from here. The surrounding stone walls were washed back to the original state by the groundwater seeping from above.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour like this, the artificial martyrdom completely disappeared, a cliff appeared in front of it, and a slantingly inserted slit cut off the martyrdom. Raising the torch, you can see a smooth natural stone wall in front of you.

Brando motioned for Barbassa to extinguish the torch, then he took out a lighting crystal. This crystal is basically a bargain that can be seen everywhere, and the light emitted is very dim.

But it's not that Brando has no better choice, but deliberately. He hadn't forgotten that the spider's mother's nest was under the cliff, and using a hot light source, it was a self-throwing net.

After changing the light source, Brando blessed the Windwing spell for everyone. One of the elements in his early 20s made the wind wings not enough to make people fly, but it was completely enough to use it as a slow fall technique, and the pedestrian slowly fell off the cliff, and it took a few minutes to land to the end.

Below the cliff was a completely different landscape, and the knights soon discovered that there was an underground river below. Pebble beaches on both sides of the river bank are covered with white layers of spider webs. Countless spider eggs under the net are clearly visible, and even a fist-sized spider can be seen crawling between the spider webs.

Brando glanced up subconsciously, and saw the dense black meatball-like spiders on the sloping cliffs, stacked on top of each other, and saw his scalp suddenly burst. He couldn't help screaming for a lifetime, which was exactly the same as in the game.

When they ventured here, he just glanced at his head subconsciously, only to scream in shock. At that time, it was introduced by the spider mother, which eventually led to mass destruction. He was once severely repaired by her sister, but now she still blushes when she wants to come.

But this is really disgusting. A dense worm wall on top of your head feels like it will fall on your head at any time. Even when he was mentally prepared, he was creepy.

"Everyone listens well, don't look over your head." Withdrawing his gaze, he immediately demanded.

The knights did exactly what they said, but Princess Griffin was so keen that she seemed to have guessed what might be above her head. Brando felt her face pale and touched his hand several times, but immediately put it back.

He didn't expect that the princess would be so afraid of spiders. He knew that maybe she should be looked over her head, maybe Princess Griffin would be scared and hug him. Brando inevitably thought about it so badly, of course, that was just thinking about it.

"Mr. Brando, there must be something about these spiders." Princess Griffin asked palely. She knew that so many spiders could not gather together inexplicably, the only possibility was that there was a monster's nest here.

Brando nodded: "It is said that the host here is the mother of a spider called 'Annalons'. That monster had a terrible strength of civilization, even the side of truth, a century or two ago, legend Its element is 'net'. 'Net' has both a meaning of binding and a meaning of connection. It can control every silk thread here-"

"By the way, don't touch the nets, not even a trace of it," Brando reminded. He wasn't here to brush up the copy, and it would be nice not to provoke the terrible female spider.

After he said that, everyone was stunned. But at this time, Brando heard a gurgling sound coming from one direction.

That doesn't sound like a spider's voice.

"Huh?" He hesitated for a moment, turning back in that direction.

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