But Anya ignored her voice and jumped out through the broken window. The remaining glass on the window frame scratched the girl's clothes and left bloody wounds.
In the blink of an eye, Anya followed Cesare and disappeared into the night. Only the blood slowly dripping on the glass proved that what just happened was real.
Everyone present was shocked by Anya's crazy behavior. You must know that the top floor of the castle is nearly 40 meters high from the ground. It is impossible for anyone to survive jumping from this height.
Andel stared at the broken window with wide eyes and gasped anxiously. He didn't expect that things would turn out so bad, and then shouted at the people next to him.
"Don't be stunned, friends! Go down and look for it!" As soon as Andel finished speaking, several people with their faces covered in black remembered their work from the astonishing scene, and several people left the place and headed towards Run downstairs quickly.
At this time, only the silver-haired girl Ilona was left alone in the room. She was breathing heavily. A series of complicated situations made it difficult for her to calm down her breathing.
Stepping on broken glass everywhere, he walked step by step to the window and looked at the night view outside the castle. It was unclear whether his eyes were sad or confused.
After a while, Ilona's eyes slowly became firmer, she gritted her teeth, stamped her feet and turned around to leave the room, disappearing into the darkness of the castle.
And outside the castle window.
The frightened crows fled in groups, squeaking and squawking.
Anya quickly slid down the tiles of the castle's eaves, holding her arms on her sides to slow down as much as possible.
The protective leather on the clothes cracked and shattered under the high temperature friction, and soon the skin on the arms cracked, leaving a terrible bloody mark on the slope.
At the end of the slope, Anya adjusted her body and turned over flexibly, grabbing the eaves with both hands and hanging herself high in the air. She looked around her feet and saw that there was still a dangerous height above the ground.
Cesare, who jumped off before, had already landed. Although he cushioned the impact on several protrusions of the castle structure, he was almost turned into a puddle of flesh the moment he landed.
However, the mycelium on his body also immediately started to work, reweaving the skin and flesh on his body like a needle threading through threads, and he would be able to stand again in a short time.
Time was running out, Anya swayed like a swing and jumped towards a platform protruding out of the wall below. She was like a free bird flying in the air and rolling to soften the impact when she landed.
Then she ran and jumped down again. She used the balconies one after another as stairs with huge spans, jumping and flying on more eaves and windows like a dexterous cat.
The girl's movements are smooth and natural, becoming a dancer who risks her life in the night and rushes down the castle at extremely fast speeds.
When she finally approached the ground, Anya's body posture changed. The soles of her feet landed lightly, and now she was as light and steady as a butterfly landing on a flower.
The gorgeous red hair was flying in the air like a colorful streamer, and his eyes were shining as he looked back towards the tall castle.
"It doesn't seem as difficult as you thought?" He praised himself to himself and patted the dust on his body. The clothes had become tattered after the constant friction and impact, and there were many bruises on his delicate skin. Green and scratches.
But Anya didn't care about the insignificant wounds on her body, she knew that these were nothing compared to the suffering Cesare was going through at this moment.
Then he looked around for Cesare.
The night was dark, but sharp eyes still found a group of high-speed moving shadows in the darkness. The beast was running towards the forest, and Anya couldn't help but chase after it...
The nights are always long, as if you can't wait for dawn, the wind is biting and the moonlight is like water.
Both Anya and the crows of the Hunyadi family were troubled by Cesare's infection, and everyone was trying their best to find Cesare, even for different purposes.
And Cesare himself...
Beginning with the fever-induced confusion in the count's room, it was no longer clear what had happened.
There is one thing that may not matter.
Cesare almost forgot that there was a ring with the family crest in his cloak. Then he remembered that the ring was also pure silver, with a raven pattern on it, which symbolized the Hunyadi family crest.
This family ring is not simple. When Cesare worked in Henry's shop, he poured magic into it and briefly evoked the memory of his mother...
He once fantasized about using this ring to allow Crocia to see their biological mother, but at that time Cesare was not skilled in the control of magic, and he could not figure out the principle of this ring. He could only see A blurry scene.
There will be no chance to try again later.
But at this time, Cesare no longer remembered any of this. He just forgot the family ring in his cloak as always, letting it become entangled with mycelium, and finally it was submerged and buried together with the consciousness in his brain...
I don’t know how much time has passed.
When Cesare slowly woke up, it was no longer the cold floor in the count's bedroom, but a soft, green... grass?
The sun is shining brightly, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Looking around is a gorgeous flower field filled with fragrant flowers. The bright sunshine is blessing the earth.
And he fell on the soft lawn. The clean soil didn't even have any impurities. Everything looked full of life and beautiful.
Beautiful...not realistic at all.
Have you left the castle? Cesare shook his head and tried hard to recall what happened before he fell into coma, but he couldn't recall anything except the figures of Anya and Ilona, and the sound of the collision of sword blades.
When I wanted to stand up, I found that my body was light and fluffy, as if it was just a thin layer of skin that would be blown away by the wind if I wasn't careful.
Cesare felt more and more that something was wrong. He must be dreaming or hallucinating after having a fever. Anya was still in danger, and he had to wake up quickly.
He patted his head hard and tried to wake himself up from his dream, but the surrounding scene just trembled strangely, and the colorful flower field twisted into a gloomy forest in the blink of an eye.
The tall trees twisted their bodies like dark giants, extending their branches and leaves and approaching Cesare, trying to strangle him by the throat.
But soon the terrible scene changed again in the blink of an eye. Birds were singing in the flower field, and the pink roses were as delicate as silk, exuding a faint fragrance.
Cesare's head began to hurt again, but at least he knew that this was not reality, but a situation similar to what had happened in the dungeon. Another troublesome hallucination was entangled in his mind, and this time he didn't seem to want to easily Let him go.
