Anya was feeling a little homesick at this time. The family castle was also a count, and the structure of her home was simple and warm.
Although the house is not one-third as big as the Hunyadi family, at least you won’t get lost in your own home, and you don’t know how far you have to walk if you want to use the toilet at night...
Although it was just an irrelevant and boring question, the more Anya thought about it, the more curious she became. The more curious she became, the more she thought, is it really necessary to walk through the maze every time it is convenient?
In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore. Just when Anya was about to ask Cesare, Cesare suddenly stopped.
Looking at the corner of the corridor ahead, the light of the oil lamp was moving towards them. It was probably that the night watch servant was about to pass the corner and spot the two of them.
"Come on, let's go this way." Cesare whispered, and before Anya could react, he changed direction and took Anya's wrist.
"Hmm..." Anya didn't care at first and just agreed softly, but the force exerted on Cesare's hand was surprisingly strong.
The moment he pulled Anya's wrist, it was as if he was about to break the girl's hand. Cesare's fingers instantly caused a large bruise on the white and tender skin.
The sudden severe pain made Anya show a painful expression, her brows furrowed slightly, she gritted her teeth and tried not to make a sound.
Instinctively, he wanted to break free from Cesare's hands, but Cesare was unaware of his rudeness. He continued walking towards his goal, with no intention of letting go of Anya.
It really hurt. Anya looked at the silver ring on Cesare's finger.
Although she didn't know the function of these "silver rings", the monsters who were also imprisoned in the cell had the same thing on their fingers, so these silver rings must be related to the infection in Cesare's body.
Anya knew very well that Cesare did not do it on purpose, but that there was something terrible hidden deep in his body, and now they were about to solve this problem...
The girl pouted helplessly and aggrievedly, but her hands didn't feel as painful as before. There was no need for Cesare to blame himself too much, so she just followed Cesare silently.
Cesare walked towards a portrait of a count in the corridor, but it was not the current count but the count from the Hunyadi family who did not know how many years ago.
This painting has been almost oxidized due to exposure to wind and sun. It is already a good result to be able to roughly tell that it is a man's face.
He finally let go of Anya's hand and turned to touch the oil painting.
At the moment of relief, Anya hurriedly shook her injured hand twice, then raised her wrist distressedly and put it next to her little mouth and blew twice. Like a kitten healing itself, she stretched out her small tongue and gently licked the hand on her wrist. bruises.
This will not have any practical effect, it is just some kind of self-comfort for the girl.
"Huh? What's wrong with you?" Cesare seemed to notice something and turned his head to look at Anya. Anya quickly put her hands behind her back and shook her head in response with a forced smile. "Nothing, nothing, just continue."
Although he always felt that something was strange, in order to avoid being discovered by the patrolling servants, Cesare still stepped up his movements. He held both sides of the frame with both hands, and when he gently pulled it down, he heard a crisp sound " "Click" sounds like a mechanism being triggered.
Then a secret door slowly opened on the wall next to it. The exquisite mechanism made such a large amount of work almost noiseless. A section of the wall first sunk in and then moved to the side to make way for the passage, silently. The breath is amazing.
Anya opened her mouth wide in surprise. The secret door that only appeared in novels actually appeared in front of her. She couldn't help but ask in a low voice while following Cesare inside. "How did you know there was a mechanism here?"
"Of course I know, because this is my home." Cesare replied naturally. "Any castle will have a secret door. Anya, you should have one at home, don't you know?"
"I don't know!" Anya realized that her voice was too loud and quickly covered her mouth, then whispered again. "No wonder my dad always hides the things he auctions from everywhere at home so that my mom won't find out..."
The dark room was dusty and pitch black. Cesare took down the hanging torch from the wall, stood firm and used a little magic to light it.
The firelight illuminated the surroundings. This place was not so much a dark room as a narrower secret passage, with more corners and stairs leading up or down than the corridor outside.
Just as Cesare was about to move forward, a sudden tinnitus forced all the nerves in his body to become tense. "Not good..." Thinking of what Mr. Andel said, the essence of mycelium is the mutated magic element.
Cesare suddenly realized the mistake he had made unintentionally. Using magic would also make the hyphae in his body active. Even a small ignition spell would be enough to make the hyphae waiting for an opportunity to make a fuss. field.
His mind began to feel dull, his hands and feet became cold, and the ten silver rings seemed to sense something and began to tremble violently and make a "buzzing" resonance.
In the blink of an eye, Cesare felt that everything in front of him was shaking and blurring, and multiple afterimages were changing here and there.
The firelight also wavered.
Cesare's body swayed from side to side twice, and he would have fallen down if Anya hadn't immediately supported his arm.
And vaguely, Cesare seemed to see a familiar figure standing in the firelight next to him. It was the same hateful man who was dead and wearing a top hat...
Captain Claudius stood in front of Cesare, slowly pulled off the red scarf on his face, revealing the hare lips underneath and smiled faintly.
Cesare stood still and rubbed his eyes. When he looked in the direction of the illusion again...he found that there was just a mirror covered with spider webs, and his own shadow was reflected in the mirror...
Looking at his weak and pale face, his eyes dim and colorless, Cesare could hardly recognize himself.
At the same time, the bruises on Anya’s wrist were also reflected in the mirror...
Did I do it? Could it be that pull on her just now? Cesare in the mirror was terrified, not daring to admit his suspicions but unable to avoid thinking about this matter. What on earth am I becoming?
The tinnitus gradually subsided.
"Cesare? Can you hear me? Cesare!" Anya shook his arms and shouted anxiously, but she didn't dare to make too much noise to be heard by people outside the wall, so she looked worried and anxious.
"It's okay...I'm fine." Cesare comforted Anya, more like comforting himself, but he didn't believe this nonsense. He wanted to hold Anya's hand, but the bruise was like an alarm bell in his mind, warning him to take his hand back immediately.
Embarrassed, he could only smile at Anya with an ugly face, then turned around and walked deeper into the secret passage holding a torch.
