Griffith's mind went blank, as if he was facing an inevitable doom that he could not resist.
The elf lady was talking to herself, and after finishing speaking, she looked at the prospective knight with confidence and expectation. She seemed to be waiting for praise, with a happy expression on her face that said, "As expected of me who came up with this great idea."
However, soon, the confidence on her face turned into surprise, and even a little pale.
"Griffith, what's wrong with you?" Her voice was stammered, even a little scared, and she had some bad premonitions.
"Sonia and I, um, have already concluded a soul contract when we were besieged in the Whispering Forest." Griffith didn't know how to face the girl's expectant gaze.
Every word carried a heavy weight, and the unbearable guilt and helplessness that seemed like betrayal made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Soul, contract?" Galadia's bright eyes almost lost color in an instant. She slowly raised her hand to cover her mouth, her body trembled slightly and she could hardly stand, "The kind that requires the God of Contract to watch?"
"yes."
"Through direct physical contact, can we supplement each other's spiritual energy?"
"Well, yes, for one thing. Not everything."
Galadia bit her lip and fell silent. The garden was so silent at night that even the nightingale covered her mouth and hid, not daring to utter a single syllable.
The sacred and gentle breath of the distant existence that was looking at this place just now and was ready to give good blessings has quietly left.
Griffith watched the girl's expression change. First she was shocked and helpless, then flashed through anger, unwillingness and anxiety, and finally settled on a helpless look about to cry.
"You, you are going too far, you big liar!" Tears welled up in Galadia's eyes, "It's okay to make a contract behind my back, but it's still such a shameless contract."
"..." Griffith understood that something was wrong, but he didn't know how to explain it.
"It's me, I'm obviously the one who came first... Whether we go on adventures together or have a mutual understanding, it's obviously me who comes first.
"That's too much. Do you know how difficult it is for you to come to Canaan!
"I spent a whole day preparing for the ceremony and praying to the gods for favor and protection. Silver Moon and Starlight Queen are watching us! But you never told me.
"What else have you done? How many things are you hiding from me?"
Galardi's voice was already crying. The development of the situation was completely beyond Griffith's understanding.
"You still think the chocolate I made is not delicious. I made it more than a dozen times before it took shape..."
Miss Elf suddenly started to settle old scores. She complained and scolded at first, then sobbed, and in the blink of an eye, Rika Xingyu was crying. Griffith's mind went blank as he watched the girl turn around and run away.
"..."
Griffith was completely confused and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.
"Minos thinks you should catch up," Bone Ring, who had always been silent, suddenly said in the awkward silence, "although this has nothing to do with evolving to a more advanced life form."
Ah, you rotten bone has been eavesdropping! Griffith was startled, but he had no time to dwell on it.
"What should I tell her?"
"Why say anything?" asked Minos. "The living being did not seek an explanation."
…
Ah, what have I done? I spent a lot of time praying for the goddess's attention, and got her response. I quietly arranged the ceremony and pavilion myself. I didn't even know that Sonia was ahead of me.
It's so shameful. Shouldn't Griffith be the one who took the initiative in doing this? !
I took such initiative and failed. Your Majesty must not be able to stand it any longer. Please give me divine punishment!
Galadia was so ashamed that she even wanted to jump into the lake several times. She ran out of the garden in a daze, walked through the streets of the city, and walked aimlessly by a bridge.
There were few pedestrians on the long street at night, so she couldn't help but slow down her pace. She walked a few steps alone and then looked back at the empty street.
He didn't even come after me! This big piece of wood didn’t come after me! I'm going to deduct all his points! Galadia was so angry that she kicked the crystal-hanging street lamp out of shame and urgency.
"DUANG!"
The elves who passed by were startled and stayed away.
Suddenly, she saw a figure appearing at the end of the street. Griffith was running this way, out of breath. The elf's footsteps were light and agile, and he couldn't catch up with him at all. He had already lost track of him several times in a short period of time.
this……
Galadia looked at Griffith who was chasing him from a distance. Her bad mood was less, but she was still sad and angry. She sat dejectedly on the edge of the bridge and looked at the gurgling stream below.
Alas? There seemed to be someone's shadow moving there, in the shadow under the bridge. She couldn't help but poke her head out curiously.
"Garadia." Griffith had already caught up and called out to her.
The girl's face was full of tears and she looked at him aggrievedly. Just then, an elf in a burqa quietly walked past her and gave her a push.
Galadia was unprepared. Her hand slipped and she fell down the bridge. Griffith was shocked and rushed over. The mysterious man quickly disappeared into the shadows of the streets and disappeared without a trace.
Attacker? Griffith was nervous for a moment. He had no time to pursue, so he hurried to the guardrail and jumped down.
…
"Why are you coming down?" The elf looked at the high guardrail with an unhappy expression, "Where will we go up after you come down?"
Although the place is not high enough to injure two people, it is not high enough to jump up with bare hands.
"I'll use ice to build a ladder, wait a minute." This little thing didn't bother Griffith, who was eager to make up for it. He ran the runes and constructed several steps beside the wall.
"Don't worry about it!" Galadia said harshly to him, then turned around and left.
Griffith immediately stopped constructing the ice steps and hurriedly chased after him. The two turned a corner and walked into a large, dark hole.
There are no lights here, there are no smooth floor tiles on the ground, and there is a faint stench floating around. Galadia was obviously stunned for a moment. Before Griffith could speak, she gritted her teeth and continued inside.
Not far away, the surroundings suddenly became brighter.
There is a huge sewer here, with flat stone platforms and channels carrying slow water flow from both sides, like an underground river. Many vague shadows moved in the dim light not far ahead,
The further you go, the wider the space becomes. The water flow even extends and intersects like a spider web, and the moving figures around it become denser.
There is a faint stench in the air that makes people uncomfortable, but people gather here without caring, just like a market. There are even small boats that row through the intertwined waterways, taking guests to different tubes and platforms.
They spread blankets and cardboard on the dry ground and simply surrounded a small, semi-open space. They stayed in small groups, sharing tea, talking in low voices, or reading and eating with the faint light leaking from the gaps above their heads.
These people are mainly human women, with haggard faces, extremely pale due to lack of light, and many even wear old maid costumes. They are completely invisible in the streets and palaces above ground. They gather in dark corners like cockroaches in the kitchen and occupy the underground world.
Didn’t it mean that elves have strict restrictions on the entry of humans? Why are there so many humans here? They were not discovered here... Griffith was wary. He felt a strange whisper and eyes watching him. In addition, there are faint fluctuations of magic power in the stone cracks above the head.
The water currents and roads here were winding and winding. After a while, he was completely lost. He only knew that in every corner, there were weak and decadent human women dressed as maids.
Galadia was wearing a beautiful evening dress, with a charming waistline and a short skirt that swayed with her steps. In the dim light, the crystals and pendants on the dress are like stars in the night sky, outlining beautiful curves.
She had never seen such a scene before, and she was a little scared and walked uneasily past the human maid. They looked up at her too.
Many old maids opened their mouths to reveal their yellowed teeth, and looked at the beautiful elves with their cloudy eyes. Some people even couldn't help but stretch out their hands towards the gorgeous dresses.
"ah!"
Galadia screamed softly, and an old woman touched her smooth thigh.
"How delicate, how soft and elastic," the old woman murmured to herself, like an evil curse, "Lord Alosas always praises my skin for being delicate, soft, like warm jade. "
Galadia was frightened and couldn't help but take two steps back. But the maids nearby had already stood up and gathered around. Their footsteps were thin and messy. When they stood up, the linen and paper covering their bodies fell to the ground, making a rustling sound.
They whispered in indescribably hoarse and dry voices:
"Look how beautiful she is."
"My mistress is no less beautiful than her."
"No, my master is the most beautiful."
Many old hands stretched out to Galadia, touching her slender waist, shoulders and hair. Galadia had never encountered such a scene before, and hurriedly opened their hands to escape from the crowd.
But the dense crowd was like cockroaches attracted to candy bars or a swarm of rats in a barn, gathering around her. Several hands even began to rub her body restlessly.
Their words had a strange echo and aura. Countless old hands were like branches of dead trees, covered with lumps and deformities, many even without nails, casting tentacle-like twisted black shadows on the wall, swarming around.
"Don't touch me!" Galadia shouted in shock.
But this lovely cry alarmed more old maids. They left the cardboard box nest and gathered together, looking at her with blurred eyes.
"Why is she here?"
"Maybe she is lost. I want to bring her to the master and let her serve the master with me and my sister."
"Master will be happy."
"Master will be happy."
"Master will reward me!"
Galadia was surrounded by layers of murmurs. With her strength, there was no doubt that she could easily get out of trouble, but she didn't want to attack the maids at first, and by the time she reacted, she was already surrounded by them.
The murmurs of countless mortals were like an inescapable spider web. Her keen inspiration touched more ominous and chaotic thoughts, and she gradually fell into dizziness. The dim light projected on the stone wall of the sewer, indescribable shadows that slowly opened like tentacles and petals, like open mouthparts looking for fresh prey.
"Spread out!" An angry shout disturbed the dark sewer.
"Disperse, or we will disperse you." Griffith walked over quickly. His whole body was covered in blood, and his boots thundered on the ground.
Fury, blood, and murderous intent materialized behind him, presenting the illusion of a raging armored knight. He was not holding a weapon, but his fierce momentum was like three thousand sharp knives being thrown from the sky.
The shadows in the darkness were frightened by him, and twitched like screams, then fled in panic amidst the tapping of boots.
"Oh my god, it's the knight."
"The knight is here, run!"
"Master Knight, please keep my sister, she is only eight years old!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again."
The old maids dispersed in a hurry. They were terrified, as if they had seen a monster crawling out of the abyss. Many of them were unable to move due to fear, and they were lying on the ground begging desperately for mercy. A stench spread under their skirts.
"Garadia, follow me." Griffith grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her forward.
Her mind was confused, her hands were extremely cold, even colder than when they were both washed away by the flood, and she almost lost her body temperature. Griffith took her two steps and the elf's breath calmed down slightly.
