At this moment, Queen Margaret was holding a candle in her hand, walking slowly down the ladder that appeared out of thin air toward the bottomless tunnel.
If it had been in the past, with her character, she would never have made such a risky move alone.
But now, her mood is completely different from before.
Now that we are facing a formidable enemy, it is no longer time to blindly pursue safety.
She must not sit still and wait for death. She must work hard to grab any slim hope.
So, with a nervous and restless mood, her feet finally left the narrow ladder and landed firmly on the solid ground of the tunnel.
As the candle in her hand illuminated the surrounding environment, Queen Margaret could roughly see that this was an unknown secret passage.
Because no one has passed through this passage for a long time, the place looks particularly old - the dust on the ground is almost several centimeters thick, and the walls and ceiling are also covered with dense spider webs.
Every time Queen Margaret took a step forward, the dust on the ground would float up under the light of the candlelight. Coupled with the deep footprints, it looked like she was stepping on winter snow.
Walking in this secret passage, Queen Margaret was filled with emotion.
She and her father had lived in this castle for so many years, and it was only today that she discovered that there was such an astonishing secret hidden under her castle - it felt like suddenly hearing that her house was haunted.
As the secret passage gradually sloped downwards, Queen Margaret finally reached the end of the road.
To Queen Margaret's expectation, at the end of this secret passage, there turned out to be a rather spacious hall!
This hall is circular in shape, at least two stories high, and is as large as the reception hall of the royal palace and castle.
There are twelve pillars surrounding the edge of the hall, each of which has a complex relief carving, and there are also various complex patterns on the floor and ceiling of the hall.
"Such a large hall has been hidden under my castle for so many years, and no one has ever discovered it?" Queen Margaret was surprised.
She even began to wonder if this hall was hidden in the void by a powerful magician using space magic, and would only be opened under certain circumstances.
"But the question is, why did the 'founder' Norman I spend so much manpower and material resources to build such a hall? What secrets are hidden here?"
Just as Queen Margaret was puzzled, the complex patterns on the floor and ceiling suddenly began to sparkle, spreading from the center of the hall to the surroundings, and then extended to the twelve thick columns, making the delicate patterns on the columns sparkle.
The murals also began to become dazzling.
Then, with a strong vibration, Queen Margaret was surprised to find that the floor of the hall began to rotate slowly, and the patterns on each floor tile were separated and rejoined.
And a stone tablet carved from black and white marble gradually emerged from the ground and appeared in the center of the entrance hall.
When the ground stopped shaking, Queen Margaret walked towards the location of the stone monument with curiosity and apprehension.
Then she lowered her head and looked carefully, and found that there was only one line of concise and clear writing engraved on the stone tablet:
"Longinus Circle."
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Plane of Payne, Castle Greyhawk.
Vann Igneel, a student of the High Priest of the Dark Temple, held tightly the black scepter that Alan York had just given to him, and walked out of the inn room with some joy and some anxiety.
Thinking of the heavy burden he was about to shoulder, Fan En couldn't help but sigh, fearing that he might not do well and live up to the expectations of the messenger and his teacher Delphi.
"Call Ariel here for me." Before Vann left, Allen warned him from behind.
"Yes, Lord Messenger." Fan En promised respectfully.
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When Vann left the inn, he found Ariel, the fat man, panting and jogging on the streets of Castle Greyhawk. The fat was shaking and hanging on his body in circles, as if there were a few fluffy balls stuffed in his clothes.
of cotton.
Some time ago, when Allen had to hide in the cave with Isabella due to a temporary coma, Ariel was very worried, fearing that the messenger would encounter an accident in the process of fighting against the angel, which would make his already prosperous life worse.
The Dark Temple once again fell into trough.
So, in panic, Ariel couldn't control himself anymore, and couldn't help but secretly drank several cans of beer.
It wasn't until he learned from the high priest Delphi and Vann Igneel that the messenger was safe and sound, and seemed to have become stronger than before, that Ariel finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone hanging in his chest finally slowly fell.
.
At this moment, Delphi was extremely excited after hearing Vann Igneel's instructions, thinking that the messenger finally remembered him.
Only by seeing the Lord Messenger in person again can Ariel regain the unique sense of security he had before.
"No need to be polite." When Ariel walked into the inn room where Allen was temporarily staying, he heard Allen's plain voice.
Hearing this, Ariel walked slowly behind the Envoy, lowered his head and said, "I have met the Envoy."
Indeed, as Delphi and Vane described before, invisible changes have indeed taken place in the messenger - not only has he become more oppressive than before, but his human characteristics also seem to have faded a lot, becoming
It seems like a god walking on earth.
"Ariel, I know when you come here, you must be very curious about why I let Mayfield I run rampant for so long." I heard Allen continue to say.
Ariel nodded. He was indeed a little curious about this. But out of his absolute trust in the messenger, he did not ask about the rationality of this decision.
"Ariel, you should take a longer view," Allen said. "Mayfield I recruits priests in the name of the Dark Temple. Isn't it also adding new believers to our lord? At least in this plane, a
The influence of secular kings on the people cannot be matched by outsiders like us.
"As long as our Lord can become stronger with the power of faith, then we don't need to fear any enemies. Otherwise, we believers will just be rootless duckweeds."
"I'm stupid." Ariel lowered his head deeply, once again feeling that his IQ was not enough.
Then I heard the messenger continue to give instructions: "In the past few days, you have been drinking as usual, drinking when you need to, and running when you need to run. If there is a new mission, I will send someone to tell you."