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Chapter 56 Night

I stayed in the dungeon like this for a few days.

Ceryl stayed with Karl in the dungeon during the day, and went to the head maid at night to continue her brainwashing work.

And it was just as they expected.

The inquisitor did get a general idea of ​​what Carl looked like from witnesses that night.

However, after subsequent investigation, it was discovered that he had been imprisoned in the dungeon of the castle.

As an official force, they did not intend to provoke these capitalists, so after a brief inquiry, they removed Karl from the suspect list. The judge who was still here at noon today has now left the castle and abandoned Karl.

Cyril also found out about this from the head maid.

During this period of time, Karl also supplemented a lot of mystical knowledge, at least he was not as ignorant as he was some time ago.

Except for those previously described.

Seliel also introduced Karl to different career systems around the world, as well as some mysterious knowledge.

For example, the simplest basic pentagram ceremony.

By drawing the pentagram in different starting positions and orders, it can be used to expel or summon the four elemental forces of earth, water, wind, fire, and the most important ether.

This basic ritual can play a very good supporting role.

There are also occupations corresponding to some basic talismans, and Karl is no longer as ignorant as before.

That night, Carl had just finished his dinner, and Cyril had already left the dungeon.

With nothing to do, he sat on the bed in the dungeon, constantly playing with the [Decapitation Blade] in his hand to kill his time.

He didn't want to sleep at this time.

He has been in this state these past few days, and occasionally finds time to practice his flying knives, but the knowledge he gained from the magic book has been perfectly memorized in his body.

Even practicing is just a waste of time and can't improve accuracy. It's just a way to kill time when you're bored.

When Carl was lying on the bed bored, ready to fall asleep.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the sky window of the dungeon. This was someone walking on the grass outside, and they were coming in their own direction!

Cyril just left not long ago, and there is no precedent of coming back so soon in the past few days. Who is that person outside?

Getting up from the bed, Karl held the [Decapitating Blade] tightly.

With his back against the wall under the skylight and his body pressed tightly against it, Karl didn't want anyone outside to see even a hair on his head.

The footsteps soon came to the skylight, and Karl was also slowing down his breathing. In the silent night, he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

After walking outside the skylight, the footsteps disappeared.

Karl knew that the person coming had stopped here, and the position was just above his head!

Who is he? What does he want to do?

Has the previous judge arrived, or has Cyril gotten into some trouble again?

Karl's mind was filled with these thoughts, and the hand holding the [Decapitating Blade] was already soaked in sweat from nervousness.

Then he heard the sound of clothes rubbing together, and what people outside were doing!

The body is already prepared. If anything goes wrong, the projection of [Decapitating Blade] will fly out directly.

Snap.

There was a very slight sound, the sound of something being placed on the ground.

Then the people outside did not hesitate at all, and footsteps sounded again, but this time they were moving away from Karl, and the people outside just left!

What the hell is going on?

What did he do and leave like this?

After waiting for a long time, nothing changed outside.

It was as if this person had achieved his goal and completely disappeared into the night.

After confirming that the person had left, Karl finally got off the bed and paced back and forth in the dungeon, frowning as he thought about this person's motives.

Could it be some kind of trap?

But it doesn't make sense. He put things here and here, which shows that he knows he is down there.

If there is any conspiracy, launch an attack directly and don't use too many methods.

Although I don't want to touch this thing, I can't wait for it.

What if someone patrols later and comes here and finds something left by this guy.

Having made a decision in his heart, Karl came under the skylight.

After standing on tiptoes, he stretched out his hand. Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, Karl did touch an ice-cold object.

Dragging the object hard with his fingers, Karl moved it little by little to the edge of the skylight.

This thing is a bit thick, not too long, and is laid flat on the ground.

It's like...a book?

I hope I'm wrong.

So Karl held it up with his fingers, otherwise the iron bars of the skylight would block it.

Snap.

Karl's fingers didn't tighten when he pulled it in, and it fell directly into the dungeon.

He looked at what fell on the bed, right next to his feet.

Karl's eyes darkened slightly and he sighed.

"Sure enough, the worst happened."

A very familiar book fell here. The cover facing upward was exactly the same as the magic book he had seen before in the theater, in the company, and in the hands of the necromancer.

The man in black robe was lying quietly on the cover of the magic book, and his eyes hidden under the hood seemed to be looking at Karl through the book!

Ignoring the magic book, Karl turned a blind eye and walked to the cell door.

He really wanted to cut open the cell door with a knife and sneak out without looking back.

He had just finished solving a matter related to this thing, and it was too late for Karl to hide, so why did he come to the door on his own initiative!

Karl walked quickly back and forth in the dungeon several times, subconsciously avoiding the bed every time.

It's best not to seek your own death, after all I'm still a newbie when it comes to mysteries.

The safest thing now is to wait for Seriel to come back at dawn.

Although she usually behaves very unreliably, she is the only one she can rely on in this aspect.

After finishing pacing in the dungeon, Karl squatted in a corner of the dungeon.

My eyes were fixed on this magic book, and at the same time I was praying in my heart that this thing wouldn't suddenly change.

Karl stayed like this all night, getting up and moving when his legs were numb, not daring to look away from the magic book for even a second.

Wait until the early morning light appears on the horizon...

Of course, this Karl couldn't see it. He only judged the time through his biological clock and the slightly lit skylight.

The familiar guy is indeed back.

Ceryl's slender ankles first appeared outside the sunroof.

Before Karl had time to remind her, her feet, which had become familiar with the road these days, had softened, and she slipped into the dungeon.

Before the whole person even landed on the ground, his body had already been reshaped in the air.

But unlike Ceryl's past encounters, after falling this time, she actually stepped on something unexpected on the sole of her foot.

Karl’s body doesn’t feel like this!

Thinking about it this way, Cyril slipped away from the smooth cover of the magic book.

The whole person fell on the bed without any precautions.

"What is this!"

She looked at Karl very dissatisfied, thinking it was a prank on his part.

"You'll know just by looking at it." Karl pointed to her buttocks and said expressionlessly.

Cyril immediately took out the magic book from under her body and saw what was in her hand.

After blinking, Cyril looked at Karl in astonishment.

"well!?"


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