When the huge sound came, Fang Plover was about to rush out, but he naturally stopped subconsciously. He looked back and realized that there were three people standing behind him.
A guard in armor, a sluggish old man, and a man with a big belly.
Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The guard had no face, as if he only had a pair of hollow armor and an empty iron gauntlet, which was not connected to the main body and floated in mid-air.
One hand held the shining halberd, and the other hand stretched out to open the rusty iron door.
The huge noise before was the heartbreaking sound of opening the door.
"Lord Archon..."
From the darkness behind him, the girl's frightened voice came.
The man was like a mountain of flesh, the greed in his eyes was gushing out without modification, and he was just staring straight in the direction of the dark cell.
When Fang Plover saw that look, he couldn't help but shudder.
Is that the gaze that humans should have? There is an abyss of desire that cannot be filled.
But the other party still maintained a carefully crafted reserve, silently stroking the seal ring on his hand, keeping a straight face and saying nothing.
The old man came in first.
At this moment, Fang Yu couldn't see the situation on Eve's side.
I just saw a very forced smile on the old man's face.
"Eve, in a week, the Archon will publicly announce your pardon at the next big gathering."
But the girl in the dark was not as excited as she imagined.
She just clasped her hands tightly on the wall behind her, convulsing: "...Really? But they said the same thing last time, can I really go out?"
"Of course it's true, Eve."
"Lord Archon, you are here too."
Then the man spoke: "Miss Eve, please don't worry, the kingdom will definitely return your innocence."
The girl looked at the three of them, tears bursting from her eyes, and she couldn't help but murmur to herself: "It's great, I have finally waited for this day."
"I want to meet my parents... and also Yue Xiude, can I meet them?"
"Of course, of course." the old man replied.
"That's great."
Eve leaned over and changed the bars of the cell door one by one, with a hint of unrealistic fantasy in her eyes: "...then, can I leave this place first?"
She looked at the three of them, looking forward to the answer in her heart.
"I, I don't want to stay here anymore. I haven't seen the sun for a long time. Since I am innocent, can I leave this place first?"
"At least change to another cell, please."
"The jailers are also...manipulative. Can you tell them that I, I am not a prisoner, I, I was just misunderstood."
The old man looked back.
But the man said seriously: "Of course not. What do you think this is, Miss Eve? I am the consul of the kingdom and represent the face of the king."
"Even if you are innocent, you still have to abide by the minimum rules before a public trial."
He replied sternly: "You must understand that it is not me who is responsible for your innocence, but the law of the kingdom. Although I understand privately, I cannot show personal favoritism to you."
"Trial, trial?"
"That's just a statement," the old man replied: "It's just an opportunity to publicly declare your innocence, but people don't know this."
"I understand, I understand."
The girl bit her lower lip: "Then... I'll just wait a little longer."
There was infinite disappointment in her tone, but also a hint of final hope: "Is it really only one week, only seven days?"
"There are only seven days," the man said impatiently: "It's not more than one day. Have I explained it clearly enough to you?"
"Yes, sorry."
The cell door opened again.
The three people filed out and left the place.
In the darkness, the girl was the only one left, leaning against the railing and sitting down with a pale face.
She put her hands around her weak shoulders, buried her head, and let out a soft sob. She didn't know if it was tears of joy, or a sense of relief after endless despair.
Fang Yu watched this scene silently.
But he didn't lean over.
Because the girl's phantom has gradually faded in the darkness. When all the light disappears, all that is left in the dark prison is just a field of gravel. The traces left by a hundred years of time here have long been obliterated.
everything that happened.
Fang Yu silently looked at that place and was stunned for a long time.
The innocent and kind-hearted girl in my impression once sat there, waiting endlessly in the darkness, waiting for a non-existent hope that she might never wait for.
He silently clenched his fist.
Attila walked up from behind, probably seeing that he was feeling a little heavy, but she opened her mouth, not knowing how to start comforting him.
But Fang Yu knew what he should do, so he just sighed softly and continued walking forward.
The situation ahead was not beyond his expectation
Under the dark cell, the girls' arguments were more intense than ever:
"A week has passed, why can't you let me out!?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Eve, something new has happened."
"What's the situation, but the consul promised me"
"I'm sorry, sir, he is in a difficult position too."
"What about my adoptive father? I want to see my adoptive father!"
"He can't see you either."
"Why……?"
Then comes an even longer time.
Even the official no longer appears. In fact, fewer and fewer people appear in the prison.
The girl became more and more haggard day by day, even nervous, and became a little suspicious.
Her original beautiful and innocent character seemed to be worn away bit by bit in the darkness, and she became weird and difficult to get along with. Those few people who came to visit her were often driven away by her with harsh words.
gone.
Only wanderers still appear in the dark prison from time to time.
But no matter how hysterical the girl was, he always behaved like a hard-working caregiver, seemingly enduring it silently, waiting for the day when he could take his adopted daughter out of this dark underground.
And one day, the girl finally completely lost her former disguise in front of her adoptive father. She seemed to have returned to her former weak look, and tears finally burst out from her eyes.
"When will Yue Xiude come to save me?"
"I'm going crazy, father..."
"There seems to be a voice in my head that doesn't stop talking to me."
"I'm scared. I don't know if it's an illusion..."
"I am not sure……"
"The things it told me weren't true, were they?"
"I'm not a dragon witch..."
"I have never used the power of darkness."
"I have never killed anyone..."
"I don't……"
"Woooooooo..."
And for the first time, Fang Plover saw an moved look on the homeless man's face.
He finally raised his head, looked at his adopted daughter, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, Eve, I don't have much ability. Although I have never given up, there is one thing that I have never told you the truth about."
The girl looked at him blankly.
The wanderer took out something and handed it to the girl: "Our messenger encountered a sandstorm on the way. He arrived late. Yoshid had already gone to Elpaxin and transferred from there to Baobao.
"Stand Coast"
"I was worried that you would lose confidence because of this, so I never told you anything."
"This is what he sent you," the wanderer replied slowly: "Yesude heard about everything that happened here on the Baozhang Coast, but we are at war with the ancient tower, and he can't guarantee when he can come back.
.”
"He sent a letter and asked you to wait for him."
The girl didn't answer.
She only shivered and took the thing, groped for a while in the darkness, and then tears flowed down again: "This, this is the ring I gave to Yuexiude, he finally knows that I am here...
"
"This ring has another meaning," the wanderer replied: "Eve, do you understand?"
The girl raised her head with tears in her eyes.
Of course she understands.
She gave this ring to Yossiude, who then gave it back to her. In Istania, this is a promise between a boy and a girl.
But it had been a long time since she had seen that beautiful sea of sand. The memory of that time, compared with this dark dungeon, was simply the most beautiful memory in her life. In this memory, even people’s feelings towards her
Those criticisms seem to have gradually faded away.
She held the ring in her hand tightly, as if it was her last hope.
When the wanderer saw this scene, he showed a satisfied look and then left quietly.
Fang Yu stared at the ring blankly.
It will be a long, long time before people will know another name for this ring.
‘Dragon’s Golden Eyes’
But in this dark underground, it looks so simple and unpretentious.
Fang Yu lowered his head and looked at the ring of golden flames in his palm. The lingering warmth on the ring seemed to convey the warmth that came from the girl's palm a hundred years ago.
He couldn't help but remember the scene where the girl's hand intertwined with his own in the darkness underground. A century later, he still couldn't hold that hand to tell the other person,
She is not alone.
But at this moment, he finally understood.
In fact, the girl has already given all this into his hands.
The owner of this ring.
It turned out to be Eve.
Fang Yu held the ring in his hand and suddenly felt a heavy meaning.
After a short period of hope, there was a long period of despair, and even a deeper despair. The wanderer disappeared. Under the dark prison, it seemed that Eve was the only one left for eternity. But the girl became strong and remembered.
Of course Fang Yu understands why.
He just felt a little stuck in his throat.
Because of waiting, it seems that the girl has become accustomed to it.
Only then did he finally understand why the other party could wait for Yu Xiude in the dark underground for a hundred years. When he saw the girl for the first time, she was even singing softly.
There is not a trace of haze. There is only endless hope, which seems to be able to cut through the darkness under the ground.
It turns out that what she was waiting for was the hope she held in her hands. But was the person she had been waiting for really so worthy of her trust?
Fang Yu suddenly felt a little curious about the legendary hero.
Yet he continued to move forward.
The four seasons seem to have changed in the dungeon, which can be seen from the clothes that appear on the jailers in the dungeon from time to time. Maybe it has been a year, maybe it is longer, but Eve's mood seems to have stabilized.
.
She seemed to be used to this place, and maybe she was a little troubled. Only every time she quietly looked at the ring in her hand, her eyes would shine with that bright light.
But the uneasiness in Fang Yu's heart was getting worse.
He watched all this with a cold eye, and of course he understood that the wanderer had no good intentions. Even the consul and the great elder seemed to him to be full of deliberate intentions.
But unfortunately, he couldn't intervene in this phantom. He could only watch it all silently from the perspective of a bystander. He continued to walk forward, and finally, the image of the girl disappeared. But this time, he saw three people
.
The Wanderer, the Archon and the Great Elder.
The moment these three people appeared in the phantom, Fang Plover actually felt like the dust had settled in his heart. He was not even surprised at all, but felt that it should be the case, and he actually had a clear understanding.
Realize who plays what role in this place.
The three of them stood at the entrance of the dark cell. The first one to speak was the consul who looked like a mountain of meat:
"How long do you have to wait, Art? If I hadn't believed your lies and the so-called Ellingren family behind you, do you think I would have been involved in this matter?" the man asked a little angrily.
Said: "In fact, I have sent my subordinates to ask, and the Elingren family has already removed you."
"You killed your wife and ran away from the Blood Thistle Grove. Do you think you can hide it from me? The Rogersle family is investigating your whereabouts everywhere. Do you think I would sell you to them?
Will you get a lot of money?"
"And your popular nephew, the future head of the court mage whom His Majesty the King values extremely, Karatu Ellingran, do you think he will come to take you back to ease the relationship with the Rogelsl family?
relation?"
The man took two steps, rubbed his hands and said, "Of course, I have done all these things for you. I just want you to bring me some good results. Profit is the most important thing, and the same is true for Ms. Roman."
Is this how you were taught?”
"The core function of that goddess is order," the wanderer replied calmly: "Business arises from mortal production activities, and the essence of exchange is actually rules. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a robber?"
"Do you think Ms. Roman is the god of bandits?"
The man blushed: "Your serious look made me think you were a theologian. Well, Mr. Robber. How are your actions different from those of the robbers? I was wrong. The robbers are not like that."
You are so cold-blooded."
"It's us."
"I'm not cold-blooded enough to treat my wife and daughter like this."
"In the face of eternity, personal feelings are nothing."
The man had a cold war: "What I pursue is not cold eternity, otherwise it would be the same as turning into a stone. What I want is interests and benefits. Beauty, power and wealth, these are the things I pursue."
"We each get what we need, but please don't tell me your story."
The wanderer glanced at him and replied: "In the desert, stones will also weather and decay."
He paused: "So you don't understand what immortality is."
The two talked for a while, and the great elder on the side finally couldn't bear it and intervened: "Okay, now is not the time for us to argue about this. Art, what I want is the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes."
There was a hint of fear in his voice: "You promised me when you brought her to Dragon Country. I don't care who you are, what you have experienced, or what family is behind you, I have only one purpose."
"It is said that the Dragon's Golden Eyes can solve our family's curse. Is this true?"
The wanderer turned around and said, "You should know the origin of the Golden Dragon, right?"
"That is the power of Lifgard. It is the origin of all dark dragons and the source of your family's strength. Tracing back to the source, all the power of dragon blood comes from the original Lifgard."
"It is also the only dark dragon transformed from green."
"I understand," the elder said with a trembling voice: "But what I want is not power, but relief, complete relief, do you understand? You don't understand at all what this curse means to our family, you must understand
Answer me this."
The wanderer looked at him and nodded: "You will be relieved."
He added: "Forever."
The old man nodded: "Okay, I believe you again. I have already prepared the final ceremony. As for the troubles on your side, you can solve them yourself. We will not intervene in the disputes within your kingdom."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Only the Wanderer and the Archon were left.
The man who looked like a mountain of flesh then said: "The things we did in Idos must be resolved before that guy Yossiude comes back. No matter how I plan to face him in the future, but this
It has nothing to do with me."
"I heard that he single-handedly robbed the aerospace ship from the ancient tower and returned to Grande. He is now north of Dulon. Who do you think he came back to cause trouble for? Behind him are His Majesty the King and you.
That ambitious nephew Karatu supports me, but I am no match for him."
"You have at most one week's chance, otherwise I will have to let that girl go."
"it's a pity."
A glint flashed in the wanderer's eyes.
"You wouldn't be interested in her, would you?"
"Why, she is a beauty," the man replied with a sneer: "If you are willing to hand her over to me, I can help you delay a little longer."
"She is a dragon."
The smile on the man's face became more obvious, which made Fang Plover on the side almost couldn't hold it back and ordered an angel to strike the opponent's disgusting face with a sword. But unfortunately, the opponent was just a phantom after all, and he even smiled darkly.
Say: "This is what interests me."
The wanderer looked at him deeply.
Finally, he nodded: "Okay, but not now. It will take another week and a half. As long as you can buy this time, she will be yours."
He stopped and emphasized: "But before that, if you can't take care of your lower body, you will have to let Yu Xiude take care of the rest of your life. You understand what I mean, guess what?
How will you die?"
The man shuddered and couldn't help but nodded.
"So be it," he replied: "This is the last time I will trust you, Art. There will be no next time."
After leaving these harsh words, he left this place angrily.
The wanderer was left alone, looking at his back silently, sneered, and whispered: