Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-Six

It's not the first time I've entered a dungeon.But I hope it's the last time. If I die here, of course it will be the last time.But I sincerely hope that since I have come to this point through all kinds of hardships, I will at least let myself have a glorious end. For example, become the great savior of the Elven Demon Realm and save the whole world.And Lotbar in one.Die with Hiss.Well, or with D and live happily ever after.no, stop!I know I'm thinking too much.But "thinking" is the only thing I can do now.Daydream.At least for now, leaving here is still a distant fantasy.

The big crow quickly left after throwing us to the jailer, as if unwilling to stay here for a second.The buildings in the Kingdom of Evergreen used a lot of glass, and every palace in the royal city was bright and brilliant, only this dungeon was a shady place.As if hiding in the shadow of the tombstone, dark green moss crawled all over every corner, and clusters of gorgeous poisonous mushrooms grew everywhere. The jailer who took over us had gray downy hair, a black line across small, fierce eyes, and a short beak of the same color, hard and sharp.The shrike made me turn my head instinctively, for fear of being recognized by the other party, and then I remembered that the last time I was here, I drank Heath's potion and turned into an owl.He has not seen my face.

Of course he never met D either.So the Shrike didn't ask anything, just routinely signed a document handed by the big crow, and then took us to the dungeon. I still vividly remember what it was like five years (just a few days for me) ago.The dark and cramped corridors, the suffocating miasma, the cold like screams reverberating in the wild, rushing into the inner side of the skin from every pore, coating the blood vessels with a thin layer of ice.On the way here, I naively thought that the so-called "Holy Brotherhood" of Sylph would be more humane to the prisoners, but it turns out that I was wrong, at least in this dungeon now, the "Tirano" who claims to be democratic and equal Si" is no different from the violent and domineering toucan king of the past.

With a muffled "click", the Shrike locked the heavy cell door.The solid iron chains slammed down to the ground, and then the sound of small footsteps gradually disappeared.It was just me and D in the cell—perhaps I should thank Silf for that, since he didn't separate us because of old friendship (I doubt it's true). But that doesn't change the fact that we're in deep jail.This time, D is with me.That is, no one can rescue me from "outside".Oh no, as I continued to think about any other possible assistance, a little freckled girl with reddish brown hair popped into my head and sprinkled a handful of salt in my already messy brain.I trembled violently, trembling with pain.

"Emily..." I supported my head and moaned to D, "Too bad we forgot about her! Now we're locked up here, so what about her?" "You should worry about your own situation first." D replied lightly. It was cold enough in the dungeon, but his unabashed indifference made it all the more unbearable. "To you, she really doesn't matter." I said displeasedly, "But we've been through so much together after all..." "That's not what I meant." He cut me off. "Then what do you mean?" I frowned. "I mean..." D rolled his eyes, "She doesn't need us."

"We left her alone in the Field of Joy!" I raised my voice, unable to bear the other party's nonchalant attitude any longer.We actually lost a stupid girl who couldn't take care of herself in the crisis-ridden Elven Demon Realm before the world collapsed!This behavior is simply outrageous. "She's not alone," D replied. "She's surrounded by Hiss." I stared at him in the dim candlelight, looking in those gray eyes for any evidence that the miasma invading had driven him mad.But I couldn't find it.While he was talking nonsense, his mind was completely clear.It's incredible.

"Heath is our enemy." I couldn't help reminding him. "That's why that wind bird threw us into the dungeon." D finally mentioned Sylph, and I pricked up my ears, hoping that my companion could give me a reasonable explanation immediately. "Obviously, Silf is an ally of Hiss. According to the time calculation of the Evergreen Kingdom, it was like this five years ago, and it has not changed so far." He was right.It was Heath who gave me the wind spirit's token - the feather of the wind bird.And that was evidence of their alliance.It was in this dungeon that Sylph's younger sister, Melanie the White Bird, saw this special blue feather and immediately recognized it as Sylph's head feather, thus completely trusting Heath.Thinking of this, I nodded.

"Sylph said we were one step late." D continued, "We are late, so someone must be early. Heath came here one step ahead of us, the purpose is to ensure that his former allies are still standing by his side." side." "Heath is in the Land of Evergreen?" I involuntarily widened my eyes, and nervously scanned the dark cell around me.But apart from the moldy walls and the dry grass rotting on the floor, there was nothing unusual here. "He's definitely here." D replied, "He'll bring Emily with him." "How do you know?" I squinted my eyes and looked at him, half-believing.

"Remember that mysterious soldier in the rainforest wearing a helmet? The one with the crow just escorted us into the royal city together." Wild vines are overgrown in the dense forest, and there is nowhere to stay, and the weather is hot.I was panting all the way, and the other soldiers had already taken off their helmets, but the mysterious soldier had a solid helmet and heavy armor, and he didn't open his mask to breathe from the beginning to the end.The dense forest is not a battlefield, and it is definitely not a time of war at this moment. It is indeed a bit strange to think about it this way.I nodded again, but I didn't know the reason why the other party suddenly mentioned this soldier.

"He's not a wind elf." D looked into my eyes and said exactly what he said. "But he's wearing the armor of a WindClan soldier." I said inexplicably. "He is a soldier of WindClan, but he is not a bird." D paused, then continued, "He knows our names." "You said he was...? Are you sure?" I finally understood.But the news was so shocking that my jaw almost dropped to the floor as I stared at my companions in disbelief. D nodded: "Do you think I'll miss a human breath?" He winked at me and smiled narrowly, "Especially my dear wife's ex-boyfriend?"