It was agreed that they would meet at noon, but after waiting for most of the day, the only person Bediwell waited for in front of the patriarch's house was the Elephant Herbalist Pafu.
"Where's Al?" Bedi asked as soon as he came up.
Pafo shook his head, he didn't know either.
He only said what he knew: "There are clues. Kaos will be back tomorrow."
"Oh, okay." Bedivere crossed his arms and thought, "The three Hackett brothers seem to be deliberately avoiding us. If we can find the right time to [ambush] them, we can at least exchange a few words. -
-----There is no other way, let’s rest first.”
He turned around and planned to enter the patriarch's house, but the guard at the door raised his spear to stop him.
Sure enough, it is easy to get out, but difficult to get back in.
"Oh, Mr. Silver Wolf Bewilf." An old leopard man came over. The old man's brown hair had turned gray due to old age. Although the black dress on his body was not luxurious, it was neatly trimmed.
Decent, seems to be the manager of the house.
"Sorry, the Patriarch's place can no longer accommodate you. Tomorrow is the New Year Festival, and there will be many guests arriving at the place. We must clear the Patriarch's place."
(It means that you two are not among the welcome guests at all...)
The New Year Festival should refer to the sacrificial ceremony held by the Leopard people to celebrate the arrival of the new year. It is usually held in early or mid-January. This time Bediwell and the others just happened to catch up.
"Okay." The werewolf boy turned his head dejectedly and looked at Pavor beside him: "Let's find a hotel to stay. I just hope there is still an empty hotel in Athens."
"About the hotel." The butler slowly took out a map, "Master Kaos has already arranged a place for you, and paid for your accommodation. You just need to follow the instructions and go to the hotel."
This is good news. At least you don't have to worry about finding a hotel tonight.
"Can I ask you a favor?" Bedivere asked, "Uh------"
"Simmons." The old leopard man introduced himself.
"Mr. Simmons------" Bedivere whispered a few words into the old Leopard Man's ear.
"Understood, I will help tell you." The old housekeeper bowed and sent Bediwell and his party away.
When Albert woke up, it was already night. The campfire was not burning very brightly, and the dim light illuminated the surrounding environment. Only then did Al realize that he was still in the original ruins of the Parthenon.
He tried to move, and was surprised to find that his hands and feet were tied behind his back. His hands and feet were entangled with some kind of tough tree vines, and it seemed difficult to break free. He lay weakly on his side on the stone floor, with only an animal skin and a campfire.
Maintain his body temperature.
"Are you awake?" Jack came over, chewing some kind of wild fruit, and stuffed another wild fruit into Al's mouth, "Although it's not much, you try to eat as much as you can, there will be more tonight."
"Woo!" Al swallowed a few mouthfuls of food and immediately struggled wildly: "You brat, you actually plotted against me! What on earth do you want to do?"
"Sorry, boss, you were in a hurry to leave. I couldn't stop you, so I had to tie you up first." Jack said with a shameless smile, "[That] has a time limit. Once it starts, we won't
Get in as soon as possible and get out as soon as possible, and it will be restored."
"[that]?"
Jack raised the torch and pointed to the land not far away. That was exactly where he planted the peas.
"...You asked me to watch those beans sprout here, right?" Al struggled for a while, "I don't have time to fool around with you! Let me go! I still have to go back."
Meeting up with friends!"
"Shh! Look!" Jack covered Al's mouth.
The seeds have sprouted.
Three small seedlings broke out of the ground and began to grow at an incredible speed! They soon grew thick roots, branches and leaves, as green and tender as real plants, but with a strange metallic luster. Under the light of the fire,
The light is reflected in the light.
"Magic cat?" Al was dumbfounded.
"I'm going to untie you, boss, but you have to promise me not to run away." Jack put his hand on Al's back.
Al didn't answer, he wouldn't run away. The peas in front of him were growing at an incredible speed. How could he not finish watching such a wonderful scene?
The pea vines soon intertwined themselves and began to form a specific shape. A circle.
Albert didn't notice that his hands and feet had been tied. He just subconsciously got up and walked over, intending to take a look.
"Careful!" Jack grabbed Al.
The fully formed peas began to spread their branches and leaves, forming a huge star shape on the ground. The ground under the peas suddenly disappeared, replaced by pitch black and bottomless tree roots that continued to extend downward.
"What the hell is this?!" Albert couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Am I right, boss? There is a huge treasure here." Jack pointed to the large hole in the ground, "Climb down along the roots of the tree, and we will reach the place where the treasure is hidden."
"But?" Al knew that things would never be that simple.
"However, there is a time limit of twelve hours." Jack said reluctantly, "Once the time passes, the entrance will disappear, the pea vine will return to the state of beans, and we will be trapped inside forever."
"Not [forever]. As long as one person is left to watch the sentry outside, even if the entrance is closed, the beans will be planted again------"
"It takes a week to recharge these beans, and another half a day to plant them again. Believe me, no one can survive here for a week. ------Even so, are you still going?" Jack warned.
This is definitely a death trap. If you run into it, it will be difficult to come back alive.
"Go and find out first." Curiosity still defeated Al.
Jack smiled, which made Albert's heart beat again. Jack took the lead in climbing in, and Al followed him while hiding his blush.
There was almost no light in the dark passage. Al had no choice but to hold on to the roots of the tree as hard as he could and try to climb down steadily - God knows how many feet deep the hole was.
Fortunately, the tree roots are not slippery and are fairly stable when grasped, with no danger of breaking.
After climbing for about ten minutes, Al began to feel that the cave was getting brighter and brighter. Yes, he was almost reaching the bottom.
"Boss, it's over, just jump." Jack shouted from below.
Albert was still doubting. Judging from Jack's voice, it was still at least thirty feet deep before reaching the bottom. If he jumped like this, he might break his leg.
But he knew that time waited for no one, so he had to adopt a compromise method, relax his hands and slide down quickly.
After the muffled sound, Al found himself landing firmly on a layer of white cotton-like ground.
"Is this?" He looked around and found that he was in a world that stretched for hundreds of miles and was composed of pure white mold.
The ceiling is as pure blue as the sky and is made up of luminous fungi. They shine day and night. Although it is a faint light, it is reflected by the pure white mold under Al's feet. After countless reflections, it becomes
This underground world shines like daylight.
"Welcome to the magical land of Typhon." Snow Leopard boy Jack said.