Hearing the angry scolding coming from the mill, Gawain thought that this was indeed the case, and then he led the others and ran forward quickly.
The door of the mill was pushed open, and the sunlight outside suddenly shone into this dim place. Between the bright band of sunlight and the shadow of the straw stack, Knight Byron was lying crookedly. He was still shouting angrily: "If you were my attendant, I would kick your stupid head off! You brainless little brat! Don't you want your life? You...the Duke?!"
Knight Byron finally adapted to the sudden light coming in. He tilted his head and looked at the door. There was a tall figure standing in the bright background, and then the tall figure walked in. , followed by three more people.
The little mute was the last one to follow.
“You are quite energetic,” Gawain greeted the Byron knight lying in the haystack. “We were still guessing about your life and death before, but we didn’t expect that you still have energy here. The curse could be heard dozens of meters outside." As he spoke, he walked forward, but when he was halfway there, he heard Byron shouting: "Duke. Sir, don't come close! I'm cursed by the cultists! I don't know if this thing will spread!" Gawain frowned, of course he could guess it. Knight Lun was in a bad state, otherwise he wouldn't be lying here cursing, but it wasn't until he got used to the dim light in the mill that he noticed the strange appearance of the middle-aged knight.
A kind of black and green lines spread along Byron's skin, probably covering most of his body. Those fine lines can be seen on his exposed arms, hands and neck. Some of the lines even extended to near his eye sockets, looking like exposed veins.
In addition, a large number of external injuries could be seen on his body, including half of his face that was swollen.
Knight Philip took a breath: "Damn...what's going on?"
"I discovered the cultist, but he also discovered me," Byron He twitched the corner of his mouth, but his body was completely stiff. It seemed that the only movable part of his body was his head. "The details are a long story, but the simple summary is that I didn't win... Your Excellency, are you here to investigate too?" What about the cultists? How did you know that something happened here?"
"A serf turned into a bomb on the dock, the work of the All-Death Society," Gawain said casually, "Then you We knew something was going on here before any news came back - just lie down and don't move, maybe you can be saved."
"Don't waste your efforts, that cultist is very powerful, I can. I feel that his evil magic is not only corroding my flesh and blood, but also corroding my spirit. Now I see that you all have seven or eight ghosts..."
Pitman walked away from behind Gawain. He came out, walked towards Byron carelessly and taunted casually: "Don't make up your mind, your double image is because ofThe eyes were swollen - a simple neurological curse. "
As he spoke, the old druid squatted down next to the middle-aged knight and began to check the spread of the curse power. Gawain, who was standing behind, immediately relaxed after seeing it. Tone: "It can still be saved, right? "
"The death of all things, no matter how wildly it grows, is derived from the Druids, especially the curse spells. You can almost find the corresponding Druid exorcism spells," Pittman said while writing from He took out incense and ceremonial wood carvings from the package he carried and said, "To be honest, I'm afraid I won't be a match against the person who cast this spell, but it's not necessarily possible to deal with the curse he left behind - it seems that this is the person who did it. I look down upon you, Mr. Knight. "
When Byron heard this, he was startled for a moment, his eyes changed, and he sighed softly: "That guy probably started to despise me when he beat me away..."
Look at this Son, he must be fine.
After confirming that the curse was solved and Pitman had the ability to control the spread of corrosion, Gawain squatted down next to Byron: "What is the situation in Tanzanian Town now? ? The town has been put under martial law and we can't get into it at all. "
"We have to start talking about three days ago," Knight Byron took a deep breath and said slowly, "Before that, everything was normal. Nothing happened in the town, only Viscount Andrew The purchase of a group of slaves was news, but three days ago martial law was suddenly announced in the castle. It was said that cultists were found sneaking into the town, and everyone was temporarily banned from entering and exiting the town - you know, I had already started to contact you at that time The second group of slave traders was there, and they were contacting a group of merchant ships. The martial law ban would cause a lot of trouble, so I went to the castle and prepared to find Viscount Andrew to sign a charter. This was completely in line with the rules and very convenient. Normal... But I was unlucky and found clues about the cultists. "
"Martial law was indeed issued from the castle, and cultists were indeed mixed into the town, but in fact the whole thing was a conspiracy. The cultists were in the castle and were personally controlling Andrew The Viscount issued martial law. When I walked into the castle hall, I felt a foul smell. When I was talking to Viscount Andrew, I heard a secret whisper in his voice that did not belong to him. I realized that the situation was not good, so I prepared to act like an upright knight. They made a righteous retreat like that - but they were discovered by a guy in a black robe just halfway through the retreat. The cultist probably hadn't yet completed control of the entire castle and Viscount Andrew, so he carelessly let me in, and of course he couldn't allow me to leave again..."
Gawain ignored it The upright knight said those shameless parts, frowned and asked: "How did you escape? ”
According to Pitman’s previous judgment, he knew that the person who sneaked into Tanzan Town was most likely a fourth- to fifth-level Doomsday cultist, and this level had reached the middle level. Although Knight Byron It is the pinnacle of the third-level knight, and it can even be said that it has partially come into contact with the power of the mid-level profession., but he is still a low-level knight - of course he is considered a master in this small rural place, but the gap is too big against a mid-level cultist.
It may be understandable that he could temporarily escape with his life in the encounter, but he was already trapped in the castle, and the castle had become half of the cultists' lair. How did he escape from the castle under such circumstances? It's more difficult to understand.
Pitman has already begun to perform exorcism rituals. He uses incense and druid spells to neutralize the foul power in the Byron Knight. At the same time, he pretends to whisper piously to the gods of nature, and Byron's complexion obviously improved. With more strength, he continued: "During the fight, I was hit by the cultists' magic and fell into a cave behind the castle. There was a person in the cave. I saved my life through the water pool, and discovered that the water pool was connected to an underground passage: it turned out that there was also a tunnel system under Tanzan Town. The cultist probably thought I had fallen to death, or he might be busy doing other things. I didn't pursue it, and I dug underground for a whole day and night before I found the right way out... The exit is right next to the mill."
Gawain and others looked at each other, and Amber couldn't help it. He kept mumbling: "This is really a lucky thing... Good luck seems fake."
"There are many tunnel systems underground in the south, most of which were built by me in the past, such as the Cecil Territory Underground "But I don't know about the underground tunnels here in Tanzanian Town," Gao Wen frowned, "...maybe they were built by my descendants after my first death."
Knight Philip thought: "If this tunnel exists, maybe we can sneak into Viscount Andrew's castle along the tunnel?"
"It seems like a good idea," Gawain nodded, and then looked at Bai Lun: "What happens next? What happened to this child?"
The mute child who brought everyone here stood quietly near the haystack, looking at it with curiosity and a hint of wariness. Here, Byron glanced at the child with a complex expression and sighed softly: "When I came out of the tunnel, I found that the curse on me had already taken effect. I originally wanted to go back to the territory to report the situation, but I was worried that the curse would spread, so I was going to find a place to wait for death... but there was nothing I could do about it. At that time, my movement was already very problematic and I couldn't reach the territory at all. But I didn't expect that when I was in a daze, I would end up here. In the mill, and was saved by this child
"He is a mute, probably a slave of a certain chamber of commerce boss in the city, and is trapped outside the town because of the inexplicable martial law. I am here. After lying there for two days, he went to find me food and water, otherwise I probably wouldn't be able to withstand this moment. "
After Pittman finished chatting with the gods of nature, he raised his head and glanced at Byron: "The first thing we heard from you when we came here was to curse others. "
"There is no way, the curse on me has begun to get out of control," the middle-aged knight pulled the corner of his mouth and showed an ugly smile, "I could barely suppress it at first, but then I felt more and moreIt can infect others, but this kid doesn't understand this at all... I chased him away several times and explained to him what the curse was. Once I wanted to crawl out by myself and jump into the river to die, but as soon as I reached the river, I thought Upstream, we headed downstream to Cecil Territory - but when I was hesitating by the river, I was discovered by this kid. He dragged me back by force. ”
“You can’t tell that he is quite strong. "Pitman completed the exorcism ritual. While packing up his ritual props, he turned to look at the little mute and said casually, "Look at the thin little one. "
After saying that, the old druid stood up and nodded gently to Gawain: "The curse is no longer a problem. "
Gawain looked at Byron: "Can you still stand up and lead the way? "
"Although I really want to lie down for a while," Knight Byron moved his arm, "but it seems that dealing with the threat of the cultists is the most important thing at this time. No problem, I feel that I have recovered to 50% or 60%. "
Gawain nodded: "Okay, you take a break, we can use the underground passage you found to sneak into the town. "
"But there is still a question," Amber suddenly spoke. She pointed at the mute child standing next to the haystack, "What should I do with this child? "
"I definitely can't take him in," Gawain frowned, "but just leave him like this..."
He thought for a moment and felt that he couldn't just take him in." The mute child was put aside, and then he came to the little boy and squatted down.
The latter was frightened and took a half step back, but still raised his head and looked straight at it. Gawain.
“We have to do something,” Gawain looked into the child’s eyes and said slowly, “Can you wait here for three days? If we come back within three days, you will come with us. If we do not come back, you will go south along the river to a camp next to the river bank and seek shelter from the people there. "
Then he took out a talisman from his arms and put it into the child's hands: "Take this, and they will take you in." "
The mute child took the amulet and nodded slowly.