Netheril Glory Chapter 232: Dungeon

"Haha, Treleinka, go quickly, don't your precious princess have forgotten how to walk?"

　　After the old fighter tablet Ge'an left, several soldiers approached Trelineka and said ridiculously, while one of the soldiers shoved and touched Trelineka's waist.

　　 The soldier turned his head and laughed at the companion behind him:

　　 "Hahaha, I really deserve to be Her Royal Highness, the body maintenance is good, is it..."

　　 But half of what he said was dumbfounded, because he saw Trelineka turning his head to stare at himself indifferently with a dead pupil without any luster.

　　I don’t know why. It’s obvious that Trelineka is just an ordinary person who has lost his grudge, but this fourth-level apprentice fighter is still involuntarily chilled. He feels that he has never seen such a horror in his life. In the eyes, the deadness and indifference that went deep into the bone marrow were more terrible than a ghoul he had ever encountered.

　　 Just a while ago, fighter, who was still in the doldrums, shivered involuntarily. He didn’t laugh ridiculously anymore, but shoved Trelineka with fear.

　　 There was no grudge as Treylinka fell to the ground, her head hit the door eaves, and a drop of blood ran down her white face.

　　 But the injured Treylinka did not make any sound, she seemed to stand up without feeling, completely ignoring the blood on her head and walked out the door, because Patriarch Doran once visited Trelenka This castle, so she knows where the dungeons of the Green Vine family are.

　　 This night, the castle of the Green Vine family is full of unspeakable dignity. The maid maid in the large Green Vine castle is unprecedentedly rare. In fact, except for a few few who have followed the Green Vine family for generations In addition to the loyal old servant, hundreds of other servants, including the cook, have been dismissed, so now Lutengcheng Bao is not only empty but also extremely lifeless.

　　 walked through the stairs of the castle and reached the dungeon below the castle, neither the soldiers escorting Treleinka nor the several guards around said a word, only the sound of the huge iron door being opened echoed. In the empty dungeon.

　　 This dungeon holding more than ten prisoners on weekdays is also unusually deadly. If a new prisoner is usually escorted into the dungeon, the other prisoners in the dungeon will make a loud noise. A lot of meat pieces that are not collected in the weekdays will appear like blowouts in the dirty air cages, especially when the inmate is a beautiful girl, at least for a few days. The sound of striking the iron fence will not stop.

　　 But today, there is no sound in the entire dungeon. The cages that were usually filled with at least a dozen prisoners are now empty. Only the large blood stains on the haystacks seem to be unusual for this. Explained the silence.

　　But neither the guards of the dungeons nor the soldiers who escorted Treleinka, including Treleinka who was imprisoned as a prisoner of the ranks and was about to be imprisoned in the dungeon, did not care about the **** atmosphere in the air.

　　Several soldiers gently pushed Terelinka to a relatively neat cell, and a guard took out a long-prepared key without a word and opened the rusty chain.

　　 "Wow la!"

　　 With the sound of the iron chain being picked up, the iron door made of solid iron was slowly opened, and Trelenka was pushed by the guard into this small cell that was barely able to lie down. She was not careful. Sit down on the ground hay, and the sharp blades of the haystack quickly scratched a few small wounds on Trelineka's delicate hands.

　　 Behind her, the guard has closed the iron gate again. The iron fence with thick arms was wrapped around a dark chain, while the two guards stood meticulously at the door of the cell without leaving.

　　 Although Treylinka lost her grudge protection, she shivered coldly, but she didn’t say much. She just slowly climbed to the corner of the cell and shrunk into a small one in that small corner. group.

　　 "Maybe......... death is my only destination"...

　　 Trelineka thought so.

　　 The coldness of despair engulfed the girl’s body temperature a little, the candlelight swaying in the dungeon could not bring a hint of warmth, and the unreachable "hope" seemed to be the swaying firelight, only existed in the distant The place can’t be touched at all, and it won’t reach you...……

　　Trelinka stared at the candlelight outside the cell with her sapphire eyes confused, and the little flame burned a little in the dark, as if she saw the faint fire light slowly magnifying in front of her eyes The long absence, like the warmth of being in the boudoir of the palace, has also reached me a little bit.

　　 "Is this... is it an illusion, or is it my conjecture"?

　　I don’t know when, Trelineka has stood up, floating a small fireball with a big slap in front of her. The brilliance of the fireball is not only hot but warm like the afternoon sun~IndoMTL.com~ golden yellow light The whole cell was sprinkled, and even the thick walls showed a translucent, pure white color under the penetration of brilliant light.

　　The glory of a small fireball not only illuminates a cell, in fact, every brick of the entire dungeon is as bright as the day under this peculiar penetrating light, but the peculiarity is that all soldiers including The guards who played a twelve-point spirit turned a blind eye to this peculiar light, and even if these brilliances shone directly on their faces, they did not feel anything at all.

　　 It seems that only Terelinka can see this glow in the whole dungeon. Other "irrelevant personnel" are obliged to "turn a blind eye".

　　Looking at the little fireball in front of her, Trelineka instinctively knows that it will not hurt herself. She stretched out her hand and gently picked up the gradually shrinking fireball. As Trelineka's hands closed, the little fireball The flame above slowly extinguished.

　　 In the end, there was only a brilliant white crystal ball in the palm of Trelineka. After the flame was extinguished, a light metal-filled texture slowly appeared next to this little sphere Golden tissue paper, at the same time, a reserved message was also passed along in the spirit of Trelinka.

　　An old, hoarse voice recalled in Trelenka’s mind:

　　 "His Royal Highness Princess Trelenka, the last member of Dylan's royal family, yes, when you get this ball, Dylan's kingdom is already in name... I am a message left by Sangers , And the Master of the Great Guardian named Sangers has disappeared even if you are in the dust...... All the next choices will be decided by you......""