Sonia completely collapsed. The secrets of the Bellomont ruins were too exciting for a newcomer to archeology and occultism like her. Not long after entering the ruins, her mental state became unstable, and she only relied on scented tea and sleep to temporarily resist it.
The impact of mystery on reason.
When she witnessed the astonishing horror and crazy scenes that were beyond the norm, and experienced the indescribable horror, she was finally crushed by the last straw and paid a heavy price for touching the forbidden secret. If it were not for the protection of the guardian contract
, she will definitely become one of the unfortunate victims of the Larmore family, or she will go completely crazy under the immeasurable evil.
Griffith held her in his arms and ran wildly through the long passage, and tried to transfer a little psychic energy to her. This move indeed alleviated her symptoms, and the shield that only appeared in the near-death state began to disappear and dissipate.
At this time, Galadia returned from the passage in front, saw the critical situation of the two people, and hurriedly came to help.
She was shocked by Sonia's condition and gave her some mind-stabilizing potions, but there was no obvious improvement.
"How could it be, how could it be so serious? What on earth did she see!
"But, strangely, with such a violent physiological reaction, the sanity should have completely collapsed. Some kind of force prevented Sonia's life from declining, and she seemed to be gradually getting better.
"She must rest! Quick, Griffith, there is a large space in front of us, let's hide there."
…
The tunnel led them into deep darkness. Gradually, a faint light appeared in front of them, and a howling whirlwind came from there. They finally got rid of the pursuit of the unknown monster and appeared at the entrance of an open cave.
Fiona and Lana appeared in the mist. Fiona prayed for Sonia in panic. Everyone's mood was also suppressed by the constantly hazy mist and the oppressive and dead atmosphere.
They came to an extremely vast basin, with sporadic vegetation, moss and fungi at their feet. Everyone looked up and found that the top of their heads was still a rock dome shining with crystals and moss. Sharp and weird boulders were in the distance.
surrounded by places, reminding them that this place is still deep underground.
The regular contours and caves on the rocks show cubes and complex geometric figures, which are increasingly weird in this ancient underground world. Griffith has seen some weird caves and contours in the volcanoes in the east, but there are no volcanoes here at all.
traces of existence.
He discovered huge and towering stone towers, ramparts, and even temple-like buildings in the light mist. At first he thought it was a mirage or some kind of illusion, but those thick, exaggerated boulder structures irrefutably filled the field of vision.
.
This is a huge maze-like city, stretching into the darkness without any sign of becoming sparse. At the end of the line of sight, the dim outline of the junction between the city and the edge of the rock wall can be vaguely seen.
Under the Tulan Swamp, there is actually a huge world hidden in the deep caves. The Bellomont ruins that everyone investigated before were surprisingly just its remote suburbs.
The vast city and the shimmering light above the head are like the world on the ground. The mist that surges from time to time above sometimes reveals a huge hole broken in the extremely high dome, and above it is what seems to be a twinkling starry sky.
This is a relic lost in the long river of history. It is hidden deep underground, built of ancient boulders, and densely covered with strange-shaped buildings. Under the erosion of endless ancient times, the edges of these structures have been broken and rounded, but
Still maintains a solid and hard structure.
The buildings here are built with huge dark and deep slate or granite. The buildings in the city vary in size, including huge pyramid-shaped structures as tall as mountains, pyramid-shaped towers like fangs, and many more.
Scattered and independent hive-like houses. They are built on rugged terrain and divided by ravines and cliffs.
The builders of the city used a large number of arched bridges for connection, and arranged the place into an intricate, layered terrace structure, with many stone ramps and slopes with horizontal veins for going up and down.
The five people carefully went deep into the city and found that the biggest feature here is that it is as complex as a maze. The entire city is rising like terraces, and there will be irregular and weird changes on each floor. If the view behind it is not wide enough, the foreign land
People will definitely lose their way.
This city has countless interconnected houses and passages. All the buildings are primitive and heavy, giving people a strange sense of oppression. The outline, arrangement, decoration and structure of these ancient stone buildings are completely different from those of humans and elves.
It is also different from the styles of civilized races such as orcs and trolls that everyone knows.
The stretching stone walls retain some undamaged carvings. The technique is very superb, and the level of detail and complexity is amazing. Even the animals and plants are presented lifelike. From these ubiquitous mural carvings, you can vaguely read
A terrible and incomplete myth.
There are countless windows or holes in the walls of these buildings. The materials covering them must have weathered long ago, leaving only large open holes, like eyes, full of ominous and mysterious meanings.
In many places, buildings have completely collapsed into piles of ruins, and even bottomless cliffs and ravines appear from time to time.
The entire city was shrouded in hazy mist, with no reference and no complete starry sky to determine its location.
The tall, cold stone houses, streets, and altar-like buildings make people feel uneasy. There is a cold, cruel smell in the silence, as if all the creatures in the world are just ants crawling in front of the existence dedicated to the altar.
The city is filled with buildings that have never been known or imagined. The huge stone structures that are as dark as the night are stacked on top of each other like terraces, forming tall and magnificent temples and altars. In addition, there are many strange and prominent structures, like a certain
It is a sculpture of a monster, but it has been corroded by time and its original appearance cannot be seen clearly.
It is dry, cold and desolate, and despair is brewing in every corner. Griffith has never seen such an unpleasant city.
The creatures here seem so insignificant, as if even breathing loudly would disturb the sleeping ruins and release huge monsters.
…
The expedition team ran all the way, passing through tall buildings, and stopped at a place with a good view, ready to take a rest. There were some dry and clean solid stone houses on the dangerous cliffs. The fallen stone monuments and broken walls could be used as
Flat stone bed.
Fortunately, the five of them have now reunited and can rest properly and recover their strength before searching for a way out. If they encounter monsters again, as long as they are not overwhelmed by fear and ability at the first meeting, they can still fight.
Everyone arranged the order of alert and rest. Griffith was responsible for the first round of alert, and the others rested as soon as possible.
Not long after, Galadia walked out of the lounge and caught Griffith inside. Sonia was still in a coma, twitching and convulsing violently from time to time.
"As soon as she left you, something went wrong~" Miss Elf said through gritted teeth, "I don't know why, but as soon as you get close, her aura and psychic energy ripples will stabilize.
"Your characteristics may be helpful to her. Stay here with her, and I will be responsible for the first round of vigilance."
Griffith was frightened by these words. He wanted to say a few words, but didn't know where to start. The elf girl came to him, looked into his eyes, and threatened with her teeth and claws:
"Don't bully her!"
…
I don't know how long it took, but Griffith suddenly woke up from his sleep. He completely lost consciousness and fell into an extremely deep sleep.
He slept drowsily on the flat stone monument, looking at the unfamiliar roof. His eyes drooped, and he found that breastplates, helmets and weapons were neatly piled in the corner. The cloak and coat were cushioned under him, and the tired comfort made him want to
Sleep a little longer.
However, a distant and inexplicably familiar voice seemed to be calling him. Somehow, he seemed destined to come here.
What is it? Is there something hidden in those towering altars and steeple-like ancient buildings?
Griffith squirmed and tried to sit up, but found that he could not move his right hand.
Sonia was lying next to him, holding his arm like a koala. The hunting jacket was covering her body, and the silk scarf on the collar of her thin white shirt was missing, and her white and plump arcs were pressed tightly without any obstruction.
On his arm, there was friction and squeezing accompanied by small movements.
The soft golden hair is spread over the shoulders and cheeks, rising and falling with the gentle snoring. The graceful curves make the slim waist slimmer, and the tight leather pants rise up in a peach-like round arc.
The eyes that caught him couldn't be moved away.
Griffith struggled to get up, and the slight movement made Sonia hug him tighter. His knee-high boots rubbed gently, spreading an unsettling breath in his hot and gentle panting.
Earl, I understand, I understand you!
With great care, Griffith let go of Sonia's hand and let the sleeping woman lie down by herself. He hurried out of the stone house and looked around.
You have to hurry up and explain quickly, if it's still too late...
Galadia was sitting alone on the edge of a cliff not far away, tearing off small petals from someone she didn't know where they came from. She saw Griffith coming, her hand froze on the last petal of the little flower, a look on her face.
He threw the little flower out in despair.
"What's wrong?" Griffith came to sit next to the elf and asked cautiously.
"nothing."
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"real?"
"real."
It is unbelievable for a girl to say such nonsense with such an expression, so Griffith immediately asked again.
"real?"
"Are you so happy~" the elf said faintly, "Sonia has such a good figure, hum!"
Ah, this.
"How does it feel to sleep on a stone tablet? Are you particularly envious of the count and want to learn from him?"
"No, no, no, no!"
Galadia hugged her legs, rested her head on her knees, and looked at him with emotionless eyes: "I'm so happy to have the Toral system~ The agreement was just to select some future knights and officers from the Young Guards.
It is completely different from the executive candidate, but it is completely different in practice. Even the son-in-law can arrange it together. You humans are the smartest!"
Who, who will help me! How should I explain?
"So, do you actually like plump girls?" The elf changed the topic and asked an unexpected question.
"Well? Where to start!"
"Ophelia, Kurala, Mira, Nona, although I don't know what you two are talking about, but if you think about it carefully, their ranking...could it be based on size?"
Ah——! It’s over! The password has been revealed! You can guess it too!
Griffith screamed in his heart, not knowing what to do and having no explanation at all. Galadia turned her head and looked at him, her eyes tired and lonely, and said disappointedly: "I'm so tired."
Upon hearing this, Griffith suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a brilliant idea.
He calmly sat up straight and patted his legs.
Galadia looked at him in surprise, then at her legs without armor: "What? You don't want me to sit on you, do you? That's a beautiful idea~"
"NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO!"
Griffith raised his chin, and the dim light left a sharp shadow outline on his resolute profile. He squinted at Miss Elf arrogantly and domineeringly, and at the same time raised his right hand and squeezed it.
"Do you want to arm-wrestle with me?"
"NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO!"
Are you stupid, girl? Griffith slapped his legs twice more with his hand.
"You don't want me to rest on your lap, do you?" Galadia almost jumped up.
"YES,YES,YES,YES!"
This sudden expansion frightened the girl: "You don't want me to rest on your lap and stroke my hair!? Ah, let go!"
"YES, YES, YES, YES! Luxuriate! YES!"
Soon enough, Griffith reached out and grabbed the elf who was trying to escape, carried her over, pinched the back of her neck and pressed her on his legs.
"Let me go, ah, let go!" Galadia struggled desperately while being held down, scratching his face with her hands, and rolling her head on his lap, "I'm calling someone, I'm calling someone
!”
"Hoho, are you calling everyone to see this terrible sight?" Griffith smiled like a villain, pinched the back of the girl's neck hard, and licked her thick black hair, "Everyone.
If you fall asleep, just scream until your throat breaks! No one will come back to save you."
The suppression of power is so useful.
After a brief but futile struggle, Galadia, who could not break free, gradually calmed down and rested obediently on the would-be knight's lap, closing her eyes and letting out a reluctant whine.
"Are you crazy? It's not allowed, ah~"
Griffith's generous palm pinched the back of Galadia's neck, kneaded her head in the waterfall-like long straight black hair, and gently scratched along the roots of the hair.
The underage elf struggled and resisted from time to time. She felt ashamed at first, but gradually came to like this feeling.
"Well, it's so comfortable. Move up a little... Well, that's it, ah... just use a little more force~"
Griffith let go of the back of his neck and kneaded his hair with his fingers a little harder. The elf on his lap curled up and twitched, covering his mouth and letting out a soft hum: "Pinch again, neck."
"
…
Galadia's hair was smooth and she leaned on Griffith's shoulder with a gentle face. She thought the ground was too cold, so she asked the would-be knight to sit upright like an armchair, and even patted and squeezed him.
Shoulders, adjust the angle of your arms.
"If it were normal times, this would definitely not be allowed! Don't touch it with your hands."
"Yes, yes, yes." The chair nodded repeatedly.
"In special circumstances, I can't ask for too much, so I'll make do with it." Galadia sat on Griffith's lap, rested her head on his shoulder, and twisted, it felt pretty good, "As your labor
As a reward, let me tell you some little secrets.
"This is the secret about why the noble family of Beyelan is obsessed with archeology and history..."