In the silent cave, only the sound of water dripping could be heard.
Walter patted the silent Mersin and said, "We have to go back quickly and warn Mr. Apton and the captain."
"Go back...but what's the use of going back? A swarm of two hundred borers.
You have never seen borers, so of course you don’t know how terrifying they are, but..."
"No matter what you decide, I'm going back."
Although Walter was not confident that he could find the correct return route in the intricate tunnels, he still wanted to go.
The king is in danger, and he must rush to the king's side.
Mersin kicked away the stones at her feet angrily, took out the insect skin map she drew and marked it, then walked in front of Walter without saying a word.
"What are you going to do? Are you going to die?"
Bishop Pastin stood up and stopped in front of Mersin as he jogged.
"Are you a caver? You must know some tunnels that are not on the map! You must be right!
Don't go back to that dead place! Go to Linyuan City quickly! "
Walter pulled Pastin away: "Those who abandon their faith, go and survive."
Below the Temple Square are rows of dark dungeons.
Borg carried the snakeskin bag, handed the guard a bag of copper coins as usual, and walked in along the downward stairs.
Borg stopped in front of the last cell door on the last level of the dungeon.
"coming?"
The voice was very calm, as if Borg was greeting an old customer he saw every day.
Boger hummed and sat cross-legged in front of the cell door. He took out a small bowl and poured the worm meat into it.
"Why don't you have any wine?"
"It was originally prepared, but the cell leader took it away."
As Borg said, he stretched his head and took a look. The cell leader who not only took the wine but also the money also kept his word and left the floor under his care.
It was quiet in the dark cell, except for the intermittent sound of chewing meat.
After a long time, Borg sighed.
"Fernando, you are right, you have always been right."
"Huh? What's right and wrong?"
Fernando's voice was slurred and full of confusion.
"It's not hell outside, nor are the demons outside, they are people exactly like us...
And...we do live underground. "
"Haha!"
Fernando's laugh sounded strange, as if even he was surprised that he was right.
"Is this who went out? Or who came in?"
"Mersin went out and brought in a few people from outside."
"Hahahaha! Silly girl! Why are you back here?!"
Fernando laughed hysterically, and finally laughed until the meat in his hand fell to the ground.
Eventually, the laughter turned mean, as if he was laughing at his current fate in prison.
"Oh... ok, she will leave eventually."
"Well, she said, our world is underground on an empty island. The empty island is an endless desert. People outside come in on a kind of flying ship.
They need supplies and will leave after purchasing the supplies. "
"What else is out there?"
"She said there was a sun, an endless sky and a vast blue sea... Unfortunately, I couldn't imagine those things."
After a long silence, Fernando sighed.
“It’s great…she went out and brought back a real imagination to me, and I’m really grateful to her.
Is she still in town? "
"No, she has already set off with a man to find a lateral passage."
"Is that man reliable?"
"Reliable, like a guard."
Fernando exhaled, and he changed his sitting position with all his strength. This process affected a certain wound on his body, making him grin.
"Fernando, she has to come back at least once. How about I bring her to see you?"
Seeing Fernando waving his hand, Borg had a trace of confusion on his face.
"She's leaving! This is the last chance! We can't let her not know who her father is for the rest of her life, right?"
"Yes, she is about to leave this world full of lies. At this juncture, I cannot let her take any risks."
Borg was silent, and he also laughed. He laughed at his own stupidity, and at himself for not being firm enough.
"They said... they would burn you to death in Temple Square."
"That's better. It saves me the trouble."
"The wrong person sent the right person to the stake, and the liar sentenced the person who told the truth to death. What kind of world is this?!"
"So... you can leave too, Borg."
Berg sighed and sat down again.
"I can't leave, the person who gave birth to me is still here."
"Then take the person who gave birth to you and go with you."
"She is very weak and cannot bear to travel long distances, let alone drill those tunnels."
Borg chuckled, stretched out his withered hand from the fence and patted Borg on the shoulder.
"We always have to live for ourselves. If she knew what she made you give up, she would regret it very much.
Just like back then, I lived for myself, my lover understood me, and she endured so much silently.
Mersin lives for herself now, so I can't risk putting her at risk just to see her. "
"We are still different...
I can't abandon it. If she will regret it if she finds out, then don't let her know. "
"She will know sooner or later. The only difference between hiding it from her is being tortured by regret during life or being tortured by regret in the sanctuary after death."
"No, I don't want to endure this pain."
"Then from another perspective, you are also selfish.
You don't want to suffer, but you turn a blind eye to the pain she will endure. Isn't this selfish? "
Borg stared at Fernando, his lips moved a few times but no words came out.
"Ah...I miss my Lina so much now...
I'm really looking forward to meeting her again in the sanctuary. Then let me use eternity to repay everything I owe her. "
"Sometimes I really can't tell whether you are a madman or a wise man."
"Is that important? Haha..."
Borg left the Temple Square. He lowered his head and walked forward, his heart constantly churning.
In the upper city, lower-class believers like them have many complicated dogmas.
You can't look directly at the upper-level congregants, you can't touch the upper-level congregants, you can't walk in the middle of the street, you can't stop in one place for too long...
In short, the church has strictly limited what they can and cannot do. Stepping outside the box is a sin of blasphemy.
Borg suddenly stopped. He noticed that the torches on the street were swaying, which was a sign of the wind.
In Dark Star City, underground, this is a weather condition that doesn't happen often.
He took off his hood and looked around. People were looking in the same direction, the edge of the dome in the upper town.
A stalactite with many fluorescent mushrooms fell down, like a cluster of stars falling to the ground. It smashed out a cloud of smoke, like a cloud of fog in the darkness.
People were all staring at the area that was hit. Some of them gasped, some ran over there, and some organized people to go to the rescue.
Only Borg was staring at the spot on the edge of the dome where stalactites fell.
There seemed to be a black shadow emerging there, still swaying and swinging, as if looking for something.
