The living

Although Einhorn? Lumian is a young man who is out of school, he has received strict education from Aurora and knows that this surname represents the Feysac Empire royal family in the north.

He had seen Alois being reserved and well-behaved in front of Puyfer·Soren before, and thought that her father's family was not outstanding, or even Decay, so he had to come to join his cousin. Who knew that she actually had such a prominent surname?

You know, it has been more than a thousand years since Late Fourth Epoch Feysac Empire was established. The throne has always been owned by the Einhorn Family, and it has been almost two hundred years since Sauron Family lost the Intis throne. It is self-evident who is higher and who is lower between the two families.

Albus·Medici looked at Alois in slight surprise, and said in a slightly Provocation tone, "You are still Einhorn, you can't tell."

Alois looked straight ahead and resumed his calm and obedient posture.

She said without emotion, "Sauron Family and Einhorn Family often have marriages. Even though Sauron Family has long since left the throne of Intis, this habit has been maintained. My mother just happened to marry a member of the Einhorn royal family."

Poet Ilett asked with great interest, "So your surname is Einhorn, why did you come to Trier? When I met Count Puyver, you lived in Red Swan Castle."

"Six years ago, my father died in the war between the Feysac Empire and Kingdom of Loen. My mother took me back to Trier and lived with my grandfather. It's Puyfer's grandfather's house." Alois sighed softly, "The year before last, my grandfather passed away, Last Year, and my mother also died of illness."

Is the frequency of deaths too high? Well, Aurora said that although the four powerful countries of the Northern Continent sometimes cooperate and sometimes confront each other, the marriage between the royal family and Nobles has never been broken, so that marriages between cousins frequently occurred later... According to Franca, "Hunter" Pathway was mainly in the hands of the Sauron Family and Einhorn Family before. The marriage of Hunter and Hunter can ensure that their offspring are more suitable for "Hunter"Pathway? Lumian carried Carbide Lamp along the corridor towards the exit of Wax Figures's room.

The Wax Figures on both sides are reflected in the yellowish light of Carbide Lamp, showing a yellowish state like a living person.

The aisle becomes narrower as you go forward, and those Wax Figuress are almost piled in the middle of the road.

When Lumian is walking, he can't help but bump into this and that. His body surface is cold and his limbs are stiff. It is indeed the real Wax Figures.

Finally, the four of them arrived at the end of the room and opened the Iron-Black Wooden Door door.

Before leaving, Lumian subconsciously turned back and took a look.

In the already dimmed room, the face of Wax Figures, full of Pain, was looming in the reflected light.

Their eyes seemed to have turned to this side, quietly staring at the exit.

Lumian once again recalled the experience of being attacked by Wax Figures in the river. He raised his naturally hanging wrist slightly and quietly gave a middle finger to Wax Figures in this room.

"I really want to set fire to this place." At this time, Albus·Medici sighed with regret.

Lumian was startled for a moment and agreed in his heart:

What a great idea!

He suspected that if he could really set fire to these Wax Figures, Potion would be completely digested.

Alois·Einhorn said in a calm tone, "Red Swan Castle There are an average of three fires every month."

Are you trying to tell us that we don't need to be afraid if we burn? Lumian cursed and entered Passageway at the back of Wax Figures's room.

This Passageway slopes down, leading to the deeper Underground.

Lumian wanted to pinch his lips and whistle with emotion, but in the end he resisted the urge.

The four of them went all the way down until Passageway leveled off and moved forward again.

There are no lighting wall lamps here anymore, whether they are using gas or relying on candles, they are all sleeping in the darkness at this time.

Relying on the yellowish light of four Carbide Lamp, Lumian saw a Wooden Door diagonally hidden room in front of him, and there was a faint smell of blood that was extremely stale.

He left Past, reached out and pushed open the door Wooden Door.

Light streamed in, and the scene in the room was reflected in the eyes of Lumian, Albus and others.

This is a small bedroom. Bed collapsed, the wood rotted, the table fell over, and a few sundries were scattered in the center of the room.

There were distinct and deep marks on the surrounding walls, as if someone had dug them out with their fingernails. By the end of the digging, the fingers even rotted and blood oozed out.

The blood remained in those gaps, gradually oxidizing and turning black, losing its original appearance over time, but surprisingly still retaining a faint fishy smell.

At this time, a whistle sounded in Lumian's ears.

Albus·Medici expressed his feelings in this way.

He squeezed past Lumian, entered the room, and reached out to touch the scratches that penetrated the wall.

"I can imagine how terrible the noise would be." Alois, who had a little baby fat on his face, seemed to be focusing on something wrong.

Lumian It feels like Red Swan Castle someone once went crazy and was locked up here. The traces on the wall were left by him before his death.

After searching briefly and finding no results, they continued on their way.

They chose the right side of the three-way intersection and saw another hidden room Wooden Door.

The interior of this room was in tatters, with black blood stains everywhere, and things that looked like rotten minced meat seemed to be inlaid on the walls.

Albus·Medici looked at it for a while, then said "tsk tsk": "Someone exploded here, exploded from the inside out, and blood and flesh were scattered everywhere."

Lumian nodded slightly, which was similar to his judgment.

What is the manifestation of the death of a certain "Pyromaniac"Loss of Control?

Holding Carbide Lamp's Poet Ilett in one hand, he took a puff of the Sakura Peach Wood smoking gun with some difficulty and expressed his own evaluation:

"I don't know why something like this happens, but it sounds very poetic."

Are explosions art? Lumian muttered, walked into the room, and started searching.

Under such an environment, his mood was a little more restless than usual, and his violent impulses were significantly enhanced.

Those stale bloodstains and minced meat seem to exude an aura that can affect the mental state of others.

After the four people walked forward for another ten meters, they once again saw a room located on the side of Passageway, with Wooden Door hidden.

There was no faint smell of blood coming out of this room, but Lumian who was approaching felt like his skin was being pressed against by sharp weapons, and his hairs stood up unconsciously.

Sharp!

This is a Vocabulary that came naturally to his mind.

As Carbide Lamp's light shone in, Lumian, Alois and others saw that all the furniture in the room had turned into small pieces. Whether it was Bed or Desk, they were all stacked together in the form of finger-sized squares and were in a semi-collapsed state.

"The swordsmanship is pretty good." Albus·Medici laughed.

Lumian is not concerned about this problem, but that this place is not like the previous two rooms, where there are stale blood or rotten minced meat residues.

Where did That One, who originally lived here, go? Lumian looked at it carefully, turned around and left.

Soon, they saw a stone staircase going down. The bottom of the staircase was completely submerged in the Pitch-Black environment, as if there was no end.

On both sides of the stairs, there is a Wooden Door hidden room. The darkness inside is so deep that it seems to be able to swallow up all light and movement.

Lumian instinctively chose the left side, pushed open the door, and stretched Carbide Lamp in.

Under the direct yellowish light, he saw a intact Bed, as well as a table and chairs with no signs of damage.

There are two cold reflective Straight Sword hanging on the wall in front. On the table are a bunch of building blocks of different colors and shapes and a row of Tin Soldiers that are only Candle high.

These Tin Soldiers are all wearing blue coats inlaid with gold thread, and they are holding either branch-like spears or black rifles in their hands. They are toys that Intis has been popular for a hundred or two hundred years and are very popular among children.

Lumian left Past, put away Carbide Lamp, picked up a Tin Soldiers, and skillfully twisted the spring behind it.

With the creaking sound, Tin Soldiers started to move, swaying forward and raising the spear in his hand.

Lumian I remember when I was a child, before my mother died of illness and my grandfather was not yet bankrupt, I had such a routine Tin Soldiers.

"There are no signs of damage here, there are items from childhood to adulthood." Alois said after walking around the room.

Albus·Medici smiled and said, "I don't know where the owner of the room has gone now. He is neither crazy enough to grab the wall nor self-destruct from the inside out."

While they were discussing, Lumian stretched out his right palm and tried to open the drawer of the solid wood table to see what was inside.

Suddenly, he heard an illusory and erratic voice:

"My grandfather went crazy. He entered Underground Palace Depths and never came back..."

Lumian tensed up, turned half of his body, and looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

Albus, Alois and others followed suit and made similar actions, obviously hearing the sound.

"My father went crazy. He entered Underground Palace Depths and never came back...

"My brother went crazy. He entered Underground Palace Depths and never came back...

"I heard the call of the Underground Palace Depths..."

Lumian, Albus, Alois and Ilett simultaneously set their sights on the door Wooden Door opposite Passageway.

That's where the illusory voice came from.

With a snap, Ilett standing inside Passageway directly pushed away Wooden Door behind him. The ignorant have no fear.

The yellowish light shone in instantly, reflecting two Daoist figures and a bunch of items.

One of them is the flesh-white Puppet, which is located on Metal Frame. It has no hair and simple facial features.

It is surrounded by various molds, hair, clay and Paint in a container.

A man wearing a gray and black Robe with fresh Red Hair hanging down naturally is holding a Paintbrush and coloring the Puppet seriously.

Feeling the light shining in, the man slowly raised his head, revealing a rough face with thick beard and hair and black eyes.

He saw Lumian, Ilett and others, and asked slowly and in an erratic voice, "Do you want to be Wax Figures?"