When the huge sound came, Fang Plover, who was about to rush out, naturally stopped subconsciously. He looked back and found three people standing behind him.
A guard in armor, a sluggish old man, and a man with a big belly.
Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The guard has no face, as if he only has a pair of empty armor, and the empty iron gauntlet is not connected to the main body of the torso, floating in the air.
One hand held the shining halberd, and the other hand stretched out to open the rusty iron door.
The loud noise before was the heartbreaking sound of opening the door.
"Lord Archon..."
From the darkness behind him, the girl's frightened voice came.
The man was like a mountain of flesh, the greed in his eyes was gushing out without modification, and he was just staring straight in the direction of the dark cell.
Fang Yu couldn't help but shudder when he saw that look.
Is that the kind of gaze a human being should have? There is an abyss of desire that cannot be filled.
But the other party still maintained a carefully crafted reserve, silently stroking the seal ring on his hand, keeping a straight face and saying nothing.
The old man came in first.
At this moment, Fang Yu couldn't see the situation on Eve's side.
I just saw a very forced smile on the old man's face.
"Eve, in a week, the Archon will publicly announce your pardon at the next big gathering."
But the girl in the darkness was not as excited as she imagined.
She just clasped her hands tightly on the wall behind her, convulsing a little: "...Really? But they said the same thing last time, can I really go out?"
"Of course it's true, Eve."
"Lord Archon, you are here too."
Then the man spoke: "Miss Eve, please don't worry, the kingdom will definitely return your innocence."
The girl looked at the three of them, tears bursting from her eyes, and she couldn't help but murmur to herself: "It's great, I have finally waited for this day."
"I want to see my parents... and also Yue Xiude, can I see them?"
"Of course, of course," the old man replied.
"That's great."
Eve leaned over and changed the bars of the cell door one by one, with a hint of unrealistic fantasy in her eyes: "...then, can I leave this place first?"
She looked at the three of them, looking forward to the answer in her heart.
"I-I don't want to stay here anymore. I haven't seen the sun for a long time. Since I'm innocent, can I leave this place first?"
"At least get another cell, please."
"The jailers are also...manipulative. Can you tell them that I-I am not a prisoner, I-I was just misunderstood——"
The old man looked back.
But the man said seriously: "Of course not. What do you think this is, Miss Eve. I am the consul of the kingdom and represent the face of the king."
"Even if you are innocent, you still have to abide by the minimum rules before a public trial."
He replied sternly: "You must understand that it is not me who is responsible for your innocence, but the law of the kingdom. Although I understand privately, I cannot show personal favoritism to you."
"Trial, trial?"
"That's just a statement," the old man replied: "It's just an opportunity to publicly declare your innocence, but people don't know that."
"I understand, I understand."
The girl bit her lower lip: "Then... I'll just wait a little longer."
There was infinite disappointment in her tone, but also a hint of last hope: "Is it really only one week, only seven days?"
"There are only seven days," the man said impatiently, "It's not more than one day. Have I explained it clearly enough to you?"
"Yeah, sorry."
The cell door opened again.
The three people filed out and left the place.
In the darkness, the girl was the only one left, leaning against the railing and sitting down with a pale face.
She put her hands around her weak shoulders, buried her head, and let out a small sob. I don’t know whether it was tears of joy or a sense of relief after endless despair.
Fang Yu watched this scene silently.
But he didn't lean over.
Because the girl's phantom had gradually faded in the darkness, and when all the light disappeared, all that was left in the dark prison was just a patch of gravel. Hundreds of years have left traces here, and everything that happened in the past has long been obliterated.
Fang Yu silently looked at that place and was stunned for a long time.
The innocent and kind-hearted girl in my impression once sat there, waiting endlessly in the darkness, waiting for a non-existent hope that she might never wait for.
He silently clenched his fist.
Attila came up from behind, probably seeing that he was feeling a little heavy, but she opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to start comforting him.
But Fang Yu knew what he should do, so he just sighed softly and continued walking forward.
The situation ahead was not beyond his expectation——
Under the dark cell, the girls' arguments were more intense than ever:
"A week has passed, why can't you let me out!?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Eve, something new has happened."
"What's the situation? But the consul promised me——"
"I'm sorry, sir, he is in trouble too."
"What about my adoptive father? I want to see my adoptive father!"
"He can't see you either."
"Why……?"
Then comes an even longer time.
Even the official no longer appears. In fact, fewer and fewer people appear in the prison.
The girl became more and more haggard day by day, even nervous, and became a little suspicious.
Her original beautiful and innocent character seemed to be worn away bit by bit in the darkness, and she became weird and difficult to get along with. The few people who came to see her were driven away by her with harsh words.
Only wanderers still appear in the dark cell from time to time.
But no matter how hysterical the girl was, he always behaved like a hard-working caregiver, seemingly enduring it silently, waiting for the day when he could take his adopted daughter out of this dark underground.
And one day, the girl finally completely lost her former disguise in front of her adoptive father. She seemed to have returned to her former weak look, and her tears finally burst out.
"When will Yue Xiude come to save me?"
"I'm going crazy, father..."
"It's like there's a voice in my head that doesn't stop talking to me."
"I'm scared. I don't know if it's an illusion..."
"I am not sure……"
"The things it told me weren't true, were they?"
"I'm not a dragon witch..."
"I have never used the power of darkness."
"I have never killed anyone..."
"I don't……"
"Woooooooo..."
And for the first time, Fang Plover saw a moved look on the wanderer's face.
He finally raised his head, looked at his adopted daughter, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, Eve, I don't have much ability. Although I have never given up, there is one thing that I have never told you the truth about."
The girl looked at him blankly.
The wanderer took out something and handed it to the girl: "Our messenger encountered a sandstorm on the way. He arrived late. Yoshid had already gone to Elpaxin and transferred to Bao from there. Staff Coast——"
"I was worried that you would lose confidence because of this, so I never told you anything."
"This is what he sent you," the wanderer replied slowly: "Yoshude heard about everything that happened here on the Treasure Stick Coast, but we are at war with the ancient tower, and he can't guarantee when he can come back. .”
"He sent a letter and asked you to wait for him."
The girl didn't answer.
She only shivered and took the thing, groped for a while in the darkness, and then her tears flowed down again: "This, this is the ring I gave to Yuxude, he finally knows that I am here... "
"This ring has another meaning," the wanderer replied: "Eve, do you understand?"
The girl raised her head with tears in her eyes.
Of course she understands.
She gave this ring to Yossiude, who then gave it back to her. In Istania, this is a promise between a boy and a girl.
But it had been a long time since she had seen that beautiful sea of sand. The memory of that time, compared with this dark dungeon, was simply the most beautiful memory in her life. In this memory, even people's criticisms of her seemed to gradually fade away.
She held the ring in her hand tightly, as if it was her last hope.
When the wanderer saw this scene, he showed a satisfied look and then left quietly.
And Fang Yu stared at the ring blankly——
It would be a long, long time before people would know another name for this ring.
'Dragon's Golden Eyes——'
But in this dark underground, it seems so simple and unpretentious.
Fang Yu lowered his head and looked at the ring of golden flames in his palm. The lingering warmth on the ring seemed to convey the warmth that came from the girl's palm a hundred years ago.
He couldn't help but remember the scene where the girl's hand intertwined with his own in the darkness underground. A century later, he still hadn't been able to hold that hand and tell her that she was not alone.
But at this moment, he finally understood.
In fact, the girl has already given all this into his hands.
The owner of this ring.
It turned out to be Eve.
Fang Yu held the ring in his hand and suddenly felt a heavy meaning.
After a short period of hope, there was a long period of despair, and even a deeper despair - the wanderer also disappeared, and Eve seemed to be the only one left in the dark prison for an endless period of time. But the girl became strong and remembered.
Of course Fang Yu understands why——
He just felt a little stuck in his throat.
Because of waiting, it seems that the girl has become accustomed to it.
Only then did he finally understand why the other party could wait for Yu Xiude in the dark underground for a hundred years. When he saw the girl for the first time, she was even singing softly. There was no trace of gloom in the singing. Only endless hope seems to be able to break through the darkness under the ground.
It turns out that what she was waiting for was the hope she held in her hands. But was the person she had been waiting for really so worthy of her trust?
Fang Yu suddenly felt a little curious about the legendary hero.
Yet he kept walking.
The four seasons seem to have changed in the dungeon, which can be seen from the costumes that appear on the jailers in the dungeon from time to time. Maybe it's been a year, maybe it's been longer, but Eve's mood seems to have stabilized.
She seems to have been used to this place, maybe with a little trouble. Only every time she secretly looks at the ring in her hand, her eyes will shine with that bright light.
But Fang Yu's uneasiness intensified.
He watched all this with a cold eye, and of course he understood that the wanderer had no good intentions. Even the Archon and the Great Elder seemed to him to be full of deliberateness.
But unfortunately, he could not intervene in this phantom, and could only watch it all silently from the perspective of a bystander. He continued to walk forward, and finally, the girl's image disappeared. But this time, he saw three people.
The Wanderer, the Archon and the Great Elder.
The moment these three people appeared in the phantom, Fang Yu felt a feeling of dust settling in his heart. He wasn't even surprised at all, but felt that it should be the case. He actually had an understanding.
Realize who exactly plays what role in this place.
The three of them stood at the entrance of the dark cell. The first one to speak was the consul who looked like a mountain of meat:
"How long do you have to wait, Art? If I hadn't believed your lies and the so-called Elingren family behind you, do you think I would have been involved in this matter?" the man asked angrily. Said: "In fact, I have sent my servants to ask, and the Elingren family has already removed you."
"You killed your wife and ran away from the Blood Thistle Grove. Do you think you can hide it from me? The Rogersle family is investigating your whereabouts everywhere. Do you think I would sell you to them? Will you get a lot of money?"
"And your popular nephew, the future head of the court mage whom His Majesty the King values extremely, Karatu Ellingran, do you think he will come to take you back to ease the relationship with the Rogelsl family? relation?"
The man took two steps, rubbed his hands and said, "Of course, I have done all these things for you. I just want you to bring me some good results. Profit is the most important thing, isn't it the same for Ms. Roman?" Is this how you were taught?”
"The core function of that goddess is order," the wanderer replied calmly: "Business arises from mortal production activities, and the essence of exchange is actually rules. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a robber?"
"Do you think Ms. Roman is the god of bandits?"
The man blushed: "Your serious look made me think you were a theologian. Well, Mr. Robber. How is your own behavior different from that of a robber? I was wrong, robber." Not as cold-blooded as you."
"It's us."
"I'm not cold-blooded enough to treat my wife and daughter like this."
"In the face of eternity, personal feelings are nothing."
The man shuddered: "What I pursue is not cold eternity, otherwise it would be the same as turning into a stone. What I want is interests and benefits. Beauty, power and wealth, these are the things I pursue."
"We each get what we need, but please don't tell me your story."
The wanderer glanced at him and replied: "In the desert, stones will also weather and decay."
He paused: "So you don't understand what immortality is at all."
The two talked for a while, and the great elder on the side finally couldn't bear it and intervened: "Okay, now is not the time for us to argue about this. Art, what I want is the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes."
There was a trace of fear in his voice: "You promised me when you brought her to Dragon Country. I don't care who you are, what you have experienced, or what family is behind you, I only have one purpose -"
"It is said that the Dragon's Golden Eyes can solve our family's curse. Is this true?"
The wanderer turned around and said, "You should know the origin of the Golden Dragon, right?"
"That is the power of Lifgard. It is the origin of all dark dragons and the source of your family's strength. Tracing back to the source, all the power of dragon blood comes from the original Lifgard."
"It is also the only dark dragon transformed from green."
"I understand," the elder said with a trembling voice: "But what I want is not power, but relief, complete relief, do you understand? You don't understand at all what this curse means to our family, you must understand Answer me this."
The wanderer looked at him and nodded: "You will be relieved."
He added: "Forever."
The old man nodded: "Okay, I believe you again. I have already prepared the final ceremony. As for the troubles on your side, you can solve them yourself. We will not intervene in the disputes within your kingdom."
After that, he turned around and walked out.
Only the Wanderer and the Archon were left.
The man who looked like a mountain of flesh then said: "The things we did in Idos must be resolved before that guy Yossiude comes back. No matter how I prepare to face him in the future, this It has nothing to do with me.”
"I heard that he single-handedly snatched aerial ships from the ancient tower and returned to Grande. Now he has arrived north of Dulon. Who do you think he came back to trouble? Behind him are His Majesty the current king and you. That ambitious nephew Karatu supports me, but I am no match for him."
"You have at most one week's chance, otherwise I will have to let the girl go."
"it's a pity."
A glint flashed in the wanderer's eyes.
"You're not interested in her, are you?"
"Why, she is a beauty," the man replied with a sneer: "If you are willing to hand her over to me, I can help you delay a little longer."
"She's a dragon."
The smile on the man's face became more obvious, making Fang Plover on the side almost couldn't hold it back and ordered the capable angel to strike the opponent's disgusting face with his sword. But unfortunately, the other party was just a phantom after all. He even said with a dark smile: "This is what interests me."
The Wanderer looked at him deeply.
Finally, he nodded: "Okay, but not now. It will take another week and a half. As long as you can buy this time, she will be yours."
He stopped and emphasized: "But before that, if you can't take care of your lower body, you will have to let Yu Xiude take care of the rest of your life. You understand what I mean, guess what? How will you die?"
The man shuddered and couldn't help but nodded.
"So be it," he replied: "This is the last time I will trust you, Art. There will be no next time."
After leaving these harsh words, he left this place angrily.
The wanderer was left alone, looking at his back silently, sneered, and whispered:
"act recklessly."
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