The poet Elite subconsciously took a step back and said:
"No, no need."
He immediately came back to his senses, looked at the man in the gray robe who was coloring the doll in the dark, and asked curiously:
"Are you the master wax figure who serves Count Puifer?"
The count had a hobby of making wax figures for his friends.
The man with a bright red beard on his face retracted his gaze and continued to color the semi-finished doll in front of him.
Lumian, who had returned to the corridor, looked sideways at Albus. Medici glanced at it and asked the strange man in the messy room before he could speak:
"What should I call you?"
Lumian was extremely sure that there was something wrong with the "wax figure" in front of him, but he didn't know if the problem was big or small - they had just observed that there was no light overflowing in this room, which meant that the other party was coloring the doll in pure darkness!
The man with iron eyes and a bright red beard on his face raised his head again and said in an illusory voice:
"My grandfather went crazy, went deep into the underground palace, and never came back......
"My dad went crazy, went deep into the underground palace, and never came back......"
"So, are you crazy too?" Albus. Medici interrupted the man's murmur.
The man was stunned for two seconds and said:
"I heard the call from the depths of the underground palace......"
Speaking of this, his gaze swept across the faces of Lumian, Albus, and Elos, and the corners of his mouth, surrounded by beards, were slightly upturned, as if revealing a not-so-obvious smile.
His iron-black eyes became more and more empty, and his voice became a little more eager:
"You guys, go to the depths of the underground palace, go to the depths of the underground palace......"
"Why don't you have me?" The poet Elite muttered softly.
Lumian was thinking about what he had in common with Albus and Eros.
As the poet Elite said, the "you" in the words of the eccentric man in front of him did not include him, and in combination with the current environment, there must be some problems.
I am a "hunter", Albus is a "hunter", could it be that Eros is also a "hunter"? While Lumian was thinking about the reason, Albus. Medici didn't mind the horror hidden in the words of the "wax figure" at all, and asked the question with a smile:
"Do you need us to go deep into the underground palace to bring your grandfather, father and brother back, or help you send a blessing over?"
It's a bit aggressive...... It stands to reason that he is at least an "arsonist", and he is the kind that is almost digested by magic medicine, so there is no need to keep provoking, every word is provocative...... Is he trying to mislead others that he is just a "provocateur"? Lumian looked at Albus's chiseled profile face and muttered a few words in his heart.
The man who colored the doll ignored Albus and continued to do his job.
"Excuse me." Lumian didn't give Albus a chance to play deeper, so he stretched out his right palm, held the handle, and gently closed the crimson wooden door.
Then, he gave up searching the room with tin soldiers, fearing that it would provoke unnecessary mutations.
In the dark environment, Lumian carried a calcium carbide lamp down the mottled stone steps layer by layer.
In the echo of the footsteps, Elos. Einhorn suddenly said:
"That person just now looks like a lion......"
Lumian recalled the appearance of the "wax figure" and found that he really looked like a humanoid lion because of his bright red hair and long and dense beard.
Albus. Medici gently shook the calcium carbide lamp in his hand, glanced at Eros and said:
"This is my grandfather's castle, you have lived here for almost six years, don't act like a visitor like us, don't know anything, don't know anything."
"I really don't know who that person was just now." Eros shook her head, "I rarely go into the underground palace, and the farthest is to walk to the room full of wax figures."
In other words, in the few explorations you have, you have chosen the same route as me, and you have also chosen the "Gate of Madness" among the three gates of "Hope", "Madness" and "Death"...... Why didn't you continue to dig deeper at that time, what were you worried about? Lumian from Eloise. Einhorn's short answer deduced some information.
Albus sneered:
"Then have you ever heard of the legend that a member of the Sauron family went crazy, entered the depths of the underground palace, and never came back?
"For example, my grandfather went crazy and went deep into the underground palace......"
This member of the "Iron Blood Cross" began to imitate the man's words just now, both in his voice and in tone, they were very realistic and vivid.
Great, asked the question I wanted to ask...... Lumian felt that Albus. Medici, although annoying, also has value in existence.
He seems to be unscrupulous and sharp enough to always ask questions that others are not easy to ask for various reasons.
With such a team member, Lumian can better hide in the "shadows" and not reveal his true thoughts and attitudes.
The mottled stone steps seemed to have no end, and Elos sighed as she carefully descended:
"I've always known similar legends.
"The owner of Red Swanstein Castle and the members of the Sauron family who live here, both men and women, are gradually violent, manic, and eventually go crazy, and go deep into the underground palace after self-harm, and never come back.
"Except for the part of the family that most longed to restore the glory of their ancestors, the rest of Sauron stayed away from this castle and did not want to go crazy.
"This has a certain effect, ensuring the reproduction and inheritance of the Sauron family, but that madness seems to be a curse, a curse rooted in the bloodline, Sauron living in other places, from time to time people suddenly return here and repeat the experience of their ancestors."
Is this the superficial truth about the decline of the Sauron family? If the core members of the family go crazy one after another, enter the depths of the underground palace, and never return, then the family will indeed decline little by little...... Why did Eros tell us in detail about these things that circulated within the Sauron family...... She felt that we couldn't get out alive, so she satisfies her desire to share by the way? Lumian recalled the nightmares he had because of the king's cake game.
The Red Swanstein Castle in the nightmare is full of lunatics, lunatics who gouge out their eyeballs and self-harm in different ways.
Now it seems that those may be different Sauron who have gone crazy for more than two hundred years.
Of course, this is certainly not all members of the Sauron family, in Lumian's nightmare, the novelist Anoli and other participants in the King's Cake Game are all crazy and hurt themselves or others, and they obviously have no Sauron family blood.
Albus. Medici smiled and asked Elos in a tone that lacked severity:
"Did your grandfather go so crazy and go deep into the underworld?"
"No." Eros was peaceful and unprovoked, "He died in a long headache, not every owner of Red Swanstein Castle will eventually go crazy."
"What do you have in common that you don't go crazy?" Albus asked.
Eros's face reflected the calcium carbide light from the side, and she replied in a normal voice:
"This is our family's secret."
The implication of her words is, "I won't tell you."
Lumian, who was walking at the front, was a little angry when he heard this.
If Eros had said "Don't inquire about the Sauron family" from the beginning, then he would not have any emotional reaction, but Eros said a bunch of useful information and aroused everyone's curiosity, and then cut it off at the most critical part, not telling everyone the answer.
Albus was silent for a few seconds, then smiled instead:
"What about your mother?"
"She died of a normal illness." Eros didn't hide it.
Albus laughed and continued to ask:
"What about you, you also have the blood of the Sauron family, will you suddenly go crazy?"
Eros glanced sideways at the rude guy, revealing a meaningless smile:
"In the long run, we're all going crazy."
Who do you mean by "we"? Lumian's forehead jumped, feeling that the "we" Eros was talking about was not just the members of the Sauron family.
After a short silence, the poet Elite sighed with sincerity:
"The fear of a family, the curse of many generations, and the ancestors who continue to go into the dark underground are really excellent writing themes and very inspiring.
While speaking, the four of them finally walked the long stone steps.
What appeared in front of them was a wide hall, in which gray stone pillars were erected, and together they supported the dark top above.
As the four calcium carbide lights shone in, Lumian and the others saw several piles of bones, which were located behind some stone pillars, half exposed.
"There are still quite a few people dead." Albus. Medici smiled and sighed, walking towards one of the piles of bones.
At this moment, Lumian heard a rustling sound.
He raised his head sharply and aimed the front end of the calcium carbide lamp upwards.
In the yellowish light, a huge black shadow crawled quickly on the dim and mottled ceiling, disappearing into the shadow on the other side.
The shadow was a creature that looked like a spider.
Compared with other similar eyes, it only had one pair of eyes, but each eye was filled with dense tiny monocular eyes, which turned in different directions, flashing with cold light.
The giant spider's body had countless thick and long bristles, surrounding a shriveled, black, fist-sized withered heart on its back.
Lumian was stunned, and a term popped up in his mind:
Hunt the black spider!
This is one of the main materials of the "conspirator" magic potion.
In the past month or so, although Lumian has not collected any kind of material related to hunting black spiders and lions, he has also roughly figured out the situation of these two extraordinary creatures, what they look like, and what abilities they have.
But compared with the hunting black spider in the data, the black giant spider that crawled over just now was even more peculiar, many details were different, and it even had an embedded dry heart that looked like a human!
(End of this chapter)