Yin Feng ran across the uncovered section of the road as fast as he could and reached the bottom of the tower. A section of twenty or thirty stone steps led diagonally downwards, where he could see the sparsely lit visitor's quarters.
It was originally part of the defense around the inner castle in the early days, but it lost its original value during the successive expansions of the castle. It was used as a temporary residence for visitors, but the overall structure was not significantly modified. Only the front and rear doors and some narrow windows were used.
s room.
If the people inside realize that a special situation has occurred in time, they should be very safe as long as they close the two thick wooden doors with iron inlays.
All she had to do was hurry up and notify them before something arrived.
The open door cast light from the building, zigzagging on the stone steps. Yin Feng ran towards the light. Although the unknown images that flashed were urging her to move forward, she still slowed down. These stone steps faced her.
It's half as high as the calf. It's more laborious at most when going up, but if you lose your footing when going down, it may cause serious consequences.
After spending a difficult half minute on the stairs, she stood in front of the door holding her racing heart, leaning against the door with her tiptoes and looking in. Fortunately, the internal affairs officer and attendants were still standing in the long and wide hall.
A servant, not something strange and inhuman.
"Mr. Wilbert!" she shouted, eager to express what she saw. "Close the door quickly, something is coming!"
What responded to her was the same surprise and confusion on different faces. They heard every word clearly, but made no further reaction. In response to Yin Feng's eagerness, Wilbert just showed an understanding smile.
"No need to worry, Miss Yin Feng, those flames are the torches used by the knights when patrolling. You can think that Westminster Castle is the safest place in the entire kingdom, and routine night patrols are part of protecting this security."
Even the servants puffed up their chests slightly, feeling proud to serve this huge fortress.
"But I saw that the patrol torches were extinguished. There were at least three of them. One of them was on the mountain road, not far from here." Yin Feng felt dizzy when he just stopped running.
The bizarre content was poured out, "I also saw..."
Although he still had childlike thoughts, Wilbert at least put away his smile and said, "What else did you see?"
"I also saw the cliff...I mean the torch fell off the cliff." When the words came to her mouth, "something was climbing on the cliff" was swallowed. She saw from the other party's light attitude.
I saw my own identity problem.
What I saw at that time was too unreasonable. Just like the original owner of the dagger under my skirt, his body was covered in carapace and looked like a ghost. Those who saw it with their own eyes would find it difficult to believe their eyes after thinking about it, let alone listen to the reports. At most, they thought it was
An illusion caused by excessive nervousness and fear. And if you say it as a scared little girl, it has no credibility.
However, this statement alone had no warning effect at all, so she decided to lie, "I seemed to have seen someone attacking them. I swear on the name of Mr. Craft!"
In order to make the verbal description more credible, she had to imitate those who swear and find something to swear to, Heavenly Father or something else with weight.
The religious belief has long been worn away, and the remaining sense of mystery has been destroyed by Father Adrian. In desperation, there is only one that can be thought of that may be more weighty and relevant.
This sentence had little effect. One of "attack" or "Craft" made the house officer become a little more serious and stopped the servants' laughter with a stern look. But how much of this action was actually
It’s hard to say whether it’s out of belief or to show the importance that the name deserves.
"Tom, go and have a look."
The servant followed the order and ran away, disappearing into the darkness outside the opposite door. The report soon came: "Your Majesty, Internal Affairs Officer, there are many torches below."
Yin Feng felt that he heard a non-existent chuckle, and the well-trained servants lowered their heads, hiding their expressions from the light.
Looking down from here, there is no difference between two or three fires. Since the peripheral defenses are still operating normally, this is still the most stable fortress of the kingdom. This is a dead end. Unless someone is willing to go and verify it, it is nonsense that cannot be proven.
language.
Wilbert's attitude did not change due to the servant's reward, and he remained as gentle and polite as ever, "Miss Yin Feng, please be assured. We can arrange for the next passing knight to escort you up."
That kind of inaudible laughter sounded in her head. She felt that it did not come from the few people in front of her who seemed to be polite but did not take it seriously, but from the mocking sounds of the approaching things in the night wind. Who would have thought
In the middle of the night, something could silently appear inside the high wall, climb up the rock wall, and drag the heavily armed guards and their light sources down the cliff.
With her status, she was unable to persuade these people. It was too late to change places now. Perhaps their limbs had climbed onto the platform and were about to enter this obvious goal, which was isolated in the darkness. She was also isolated and would not be able to provide help.
of people.
Weak and panicked, Yin Feng tried her best to suppress these useless emotions. She had sufficient experience of being alone and acting independently. She was not one of those peers who would just cry without help. What was needed at this time was not to vent her emotions, but to vent her emotions.
Think calmly and independently without interference. There will always be a solution.
"I want to be alone for a while, please give me a key."
"Of course, as long as you need it, miss." Compared to blocking a road, a willful little request is not so excessive. At most, it needs to be sorted out later. Under Yin Feng's anxious eyes, Wilbert looked at a series of
He took off one of the keys and said, "If you are not in a hurry to use the first room on the second floor, we can arrange for someone to tidy it up first."
"No."
Almost grabbing the key, Yin Feng held it and ran up the stairs. This action was probably regarded as the little girl's shame and anger, so the internal affairs officer didn't care. He bowed gracefully as always and put away the key chain.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! For the last time, Yin Feng looked at the people who were still behind him. Those faces reflected the lake in the dim light, as if they were shrinking and going away, and they were different from those in front of Yu Yu in the night.
The rows of torches are no different. They are separated by a long distance. Even if they shout hard, they cannot hear each other. Some... are the end points where there is no intersection.
She climbed the stairs without looking back, successfully opened the door with the key, closed the window and drew the curtains, locked the door and lowered the bolt, and sat down on the ground with her back against the door panel.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest and her head was swollen. After a moment of hesitation, she covered the lampshade, leaving only a speck of light projected through the keyhole in the room, which was projected onto the spread skirt.
Tucking up her skirt to avoid the light, she imagined herself blending into the darkness, trying to calm down her heartbeat and breathing that were too obvious in the silence.
There was a voice calling someone's name from downstairs. It was House Officer Wilbert, and "Tom", the name of the servant, could be vaguely heard.
When there was no response, Wilbert shouted again. At the same time, she heard many sounds passing under the window, like walking in the mud of low tide, accompanied by a smell that she thought was already in her memory.
That smell was bound to the darkest and numbest memory, bringing her consciousness back to the room deep in Solace Harbor Lane. She still didn't know whether it was a few days of pain or relief. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from fear or other reasons.
What emotions came out.
The soul leaves, and the smell of body decay is walking and climbing.
The voice from downstairs came again. At first there was confusion, as if she saw an unknown stranger walking outside the door asking questions. After a short, but felt extremely long silence, in the room where there was no howling of the wind, what was she saying today?
For the first time in the evening, I clearly and completely heard the sounds that ordinary people would make when they see those things.
A scream of terror as if his eyes were gouged out.
Running around in confusion, calling for help, knocking over furnishings, and bunches of small metal pieces falling to the ground, she reluctantly but undeniably recognized one or two that matched the impression.
After a while, these sounds disappeared. There was pain, violent coughing, unable to tell which one was which, putrid smell rushing in from the keyhole, and dust that made the throat itchy, requiring you to hold your throat and endure it.
Swallow the physical urge to sneeze and cough.
The smell was getting worse as he got closer. Yin Feng opened his eyes, not knowing what to look at. He could only stare at the keyhole spot on the ground the size of his knuckle.
Soft, wet, and rancid, this was all she knew about those things, things that had been dismembered by mildew but not cleaned up. It became quiet outside, and she covered her mouth and nose tightly and only let out a breath, hoping that those things would come soon.
Some left.
Silence and stillness will destroy the sense of time, making it difficult for people to believe what they think. It seems that a long time has passed, but the light shining in has no dimming trend. The unchanging silence, fatigue spreads, pulling hands, nervousness and fear quickly consume physical strength and
Energy. Yin Feng groped for the keyhole, turned his head and tried to peek out.
The light spot disappeared, and it suddenly returned to brightness. The gentle light passed through the small hole, pretending that nothing happened.
[They did not leave]
As if to confirm this idea, the keyhole was covered and lit again. Frightening and inexplicable thoughts emerged one after another. Yin Feng couldn't figure out why they stayed here, and even climbed to the second floor.
Meaningless wandering? Or are you searching for something? Searching for the only living person here?
It seemed that there would be a knock on the door in the next second, and her survival instinct wanted to get up and run away. But unless she could squeeze through the window that was absolutely no wider than her skull, she would be blocked in this room.
Wait, wait a little longer, she thought, grabbing the wooden handle of the dagger. Except for the metal material, this weapon is basically brand new. The handle is made of good-smelling pine wood, which has been treated very smooth, without wooden thorns, and is wrapped
A strip of cloth that can be held firmly but does not scratch your hands.
Yin Feng soon felt that it was meaningless. They had already eliminated the night patrol and several adults downstairs; what could this dagger do? The experience of helping Kupu turn the tide of the battle did not make her feel unhappy.
Realistic fantasies, on the contrary, she understands her own limitations.
A kind of doubt, an inevitable doubt appeared in front of her. No matter how hard she tried, could she really change anything? Even if she could be as strong as a knight and order others like Wilbert, the internal affairs officer, in essence
There is no difference.
She once felt that Solace Harbor was cold and scary enough, and she had already mastered some of the necessary abilities in life.
But there is a fact that is far scarier than that, colder than imagined, that is, any efforts by anyone are meaningless when something comes, just like Dr. Kraft also admitted that there is no solution to his father's illness, and the ocean will not
It doesn't matter whether the captain or the sailor drowns.
This thought made the body tremble slightly, more so than the despair of the corrupt things lingering outside the door.
【if......】
What if? She sat for a while leaning against the door panel, thinking that it would be nice if Kraft, or at least Coop, was here, but it couldn't change the fact that she was the last person here. This deepened the despair
Feeling of powerlessness.
Fortunately, Yin Feng has always felt that he has another advantage that is not an advantage, and that is his strong adaptability.
I moved further away from the door and leaned against the foot of the bed to stay away from the increasingly strong smell of putrid smell and dust, and to prevent me from coughing uncontrollably.
From being frightened at the beginning, she became a little numb. Then she counted the number of times the keyhole was blocked. After she reached the eighth finger, she waited for a long time for the ninth one.
They did not leave, but stayed in this building. You know, they can climb up from the bottom of the cliff, attack the patrollers on the mountain road, and then continue to come here, but now they can't go back.
When he didn't realize it, Yin Feng was observing them, understanding the actions of those things through the light spots in the keyhole, just like observing those people with malicious intentions, thinking about what they want. By learning those people
She learned to deal with interpersonal relationships and used similar methods. But the same logic has no use in this situation...?
An extremely absurd thought that frightened her came up - why not?
【This is that kind of thing】
They are more dangerous than people's cunning thoughts, but not necessarily more difficult to understand, but they possess power that neither armor nor numbers can cope with.
The bone-armored monster she encountered in the southern hills couldn't withstand Coop's casual throw, but he had the absolute upper hand. This was the kind of thing she wanted to understand, a power more direct than the page hammer, beyond her previous life of more than ten years.
The understanding of “ability”.
Part of her fear transformed into an unimagined feeling, and she felt this power...
【envious】
Can easily blow out all the power.
She crawled toward the keyhole and clung to it to observe the outside world. If a soul from another world was present and looked at the keyhole outside, he would see familiar eyes, the same eyes that she had looked at Black Liquid with fear and curiosity.
and even more ardent expectations.
Perhaps when she is older and more mature, and her mind is softened by a gentle life and academic career, she will not be able to have such thoughts. However, here is the current Yin Feng. Pure and not childish thinking is running, combing through this building.
What you see in the building.
After being shocked by the lush and colorful lonely bushes and the half-decayed corpses of walking corpses, she couldn't find the pattern of their actions for the time being, but she thought of another thing afterward.