When the entrance of the tunnel saw the light of day again, Lemons couldn't help but take a step back. He saw dense beetles escaping from the gap, and the vines on the parasitic stone walls could not stop shaking.

A wet and cold breath came towards him, and the smell of the soil did not spread into his nose under the suppression of the cold. The Paladin breathed a sigh of relief, and the dripping of smoke-like water gathered and dispersed in front of his eyes. Everyone was the same, and the Morris Mountains treated them equally.

But someone seemed to have received special treatment. A knight put down his shovel and circled around the tunnel that had just been opened, and he couldn't figure out how to get inside.

"You must always be prepared for treasure hunting."

"Maybe there is another entrance, the middle of the tunnel was interrupted."

"But no one knows where the other entrances are."

The discussion fell with the snowflakes. "Biography." Lemons did not care about the talk of the knights. Staying silent in the mountains and snow is not a good choice. Cold and silence can torture people crazy. "I think there may not be living people inside." The inability to light the torch means there is a lack of air inside.

"Maybe there are dead people, but we must find them." The bishop replied.

The White Envoy would not reason with them. Lemons did not raise any objection. He knew that since the clue pointed to the Angma Tunnel, even if he had to dig all the way, he had to find the mercenary who was walking with him. The Elf Golden Cup unknowingly changed from the personal interest of the White-robed goddess to the crucial key to the secret realm.

We still have to find him before the White Messenger. When entering the snow mountain, Lemons thought that what was coming would be a battle. In the battle with the White Messenger, I did lose more than I won, but when the Paladin admitted his shortcomings, he would not forget that his power was given by the goddess, which would prevent him from retreating.

Searching makes him uneasy.

During the demon hunting movement fifteen years ago, I spent most of my time searching and searching. Farmhouses, cracks, and corridors. He tightened the reins of the horse, and his magic became active. He was afraid as if the cold wind was thrust, and before he could instinctively shrank, the light flowed on Durandal around his waist had already dispelled his confusion.

"Cadel, take the lead." He had no choice but to instruct his trusted assistant.

Riding and walking, but now there is no need to choose between the two. Kader got off the horse and led two knights into the tunnel. The Paladin followed closely behind. He stepped on the frozen land, and the roar of air flow came from his ears. Maybe it was a bear hole, and he thought, we entered the wrong place.

But soon, the "miner" at the front dug through the obstacle with a shovel. He used iron gloves to push the gravel and hard soil, revealing a narrow open space with a semi-collapsed tunnel entrance opposite. As someone had guessed before, the upper wall of the Angma Tunnel was drilled through by pressure, creating a new entrance.

Kader looked over his head. "I'm sure, sir." The fatigue on his face disappeared. "Those two damn little guys came in from here."

"They fell down"

"I'll fall half dead." The Knight shook his head and continued to explore. Lemons noticed that some mysterious power had stayed here.

But he said nothing and followed Bishop Edge into the dark tunnel again.

"There is no way." Pioneer announced.

"But they did stay here," someone defended. "We found the right place."

"But I didn't find the right way." The bishop spoke, "because the mysterious place refused to enter."

"We are not in the mysterious place"

"This is the goddess' arrangement. If we go to his white messenger, we just need to complete our mission." His mentor blinked mischievously. "Isn't this just right? We finally returned to the right."

If he could avoid the messenger and trouble, Lemons would be willing. But the surprise came too suddenly, and he was worried that Bai Zhizhe would come to the door. The bishop noticed his doubts and lowered his voice to comfort him, "Don't worry, Lemons, I'm not old enough to move. After entering the secret realm, you just need to find train No. 1, and no one can disturb you before I fall."

Lucia is on the top, how could you fall down, "Master Cardinal, please, please." He also decided to leave the ice landlord as soon as possible. Until now, the anxiety has not completely disappeared. Am I afraid of fighting with the messenger? No, no, it is something else.

Suddenly, vibrations came one after another

The mud mountain that was piled up in front of him disappeared, and the phantom broke through the division between virtual and reality. The Paladin had no time to draw out his sword and saw a large group of workers wearing fur coming towards him.

"Knights, stay calm." He directly exposes that it is a phantom, "We are stepping into the mysterious realm. Stand in place and don't move."

In the dim lights, there were sounds of metal trembling sounds of drawing swords and unsheathed swords. The Paladin Order is worthy of being an experienced team of knights. At Lemons' order, every knight insisted on implementing it.

Like a tide over the rocks on the coast, the phantoms crossed the forest of steel. The Paladin stood still, shadows passing through his body. The lights lit up in the tunnel lacking air, and clusters of flames jumped in a stretched posture.

"Sir, will we continue to move forward?" He looked at the messy debris on the ground and couldn't help asking the Cardinal.

But his former mentor showed surprise. "The order has faded, and the mystery is spreading. No wonder Chloita noticed that the magic in the abnormal air seemed a little strange. Have you noticed it, Lemons?"

"grown ups"

"Exit the tunnel immediately." The Cardinal made the decision. "The mysterious place tonight is particularly active and not a good time to explore."

Lemons couldn't figure out the situation. As an empty realm, he could certainly feel the abnormality of the tunnel, but Lucia's agent repeatedly emphasized that their purpose was a train.

"But we don't have to go deep into the secret realm, sir." The Paladin tried, "It's enough to find the target. Could it be that the train is in the depths of the mysterious land, in the secret realm related to Alanwo."

"It's hard to say." The bishop did not make a conclusion. "But it is very likely. Now we need to take great risks when we enter the depths. For example, the silent voice of the sleeping valley of Shibayuan and the passage of a big quarrel are two consequences. Although I have no doubt that you can complete the task, it is not something He wants to see before he can put the loyal knights into the embrace of the goddess."

"I can just go in by myself," he said.

"Then we'll wait here," Lemons replied, "there's plenty of air here."

Bishop Edge nodded and walked into the depths of the tunnel under the attention of the knights. The railroad tracks quickly turned and his figure slowly disappeared.

"It's what time it's?" Lemons asked suddenly. Cadel told him that it was midnight. The teacher had only left for more than ten minutes, but he felt like a whole night. He was worried like a tangled water plant, and refused to go with the flow in constant comfort. "I just stood here and couldn't help." He found some work for himself. "Search the things around and see what clues we can find. Remember, don't go too far."

The knights began to search around. Don't go too far. Lemons hoped that Alikshia would remember his instructions back then. He found a box to sit down, trying to deal with the memories that were evoked by seeing the White Messenger.

Before becoming his priest, Yali was a cheerful girl. It was for this that he recognized her. He received unswerving love and comfort from her until Yali put on the nun's long skirt. After being injured, she had only this way to go. Compared to Lemons, the most loyal person in Aliquesia was always Lucia. She had gone too far and had long left her original path.

His Excellency Connelivius, the agent, promised to give rewards for Arley's contribution. Lemons could not control his expectations. He did not know how Arley would choose. Perhaps her new life in the monastery was even more important than the Paladin. But people always had luck before the final conclusion. He hoped that Lucia would hear his prayers.

What's more, things are artificial. The perfect ending of the mission will change a lot of things. Lemons knew that the agent sent his students to follow the team, not as simple as increasing his knowledge. He was determined to show the efficiency and rigor of the Paladin, but as the leader of the Knights, he could not help himself to think of Alikhia.

In my heart, the goddess is the first. Lemons thought he was trapped in the despicable net of mortal infidelity and unbelief, trapped in the valley of sin by his personal emotions. I actually thought about my lover while fulfilling Lucia's mission and felt the sorrow of fear. If this continues, what qualifications do I have to command His knights to carry out justice in His name?

"Sir." Until one hand touched his shoulder. "Sir, your sword is shining." reminded Knight Cader, his most trusted one.

Lemons stood up and saw Durandal's counterweight crystal bright like a night candle. He immediately suppressed his guilt, "What have you found?"

"The projected object is the Angma Tunnel a year ago."

"Is there any?" The Paladin's understanding of the magic of real projection is far beyond ordinary people, and he had long expected this.

"Finger said his magic skills were very weak." Finger was also a priest, and he was good at perception and reconnaissance.

Lemons immediately took it seriously. The weakness of the divine technique is not as simple as the degree of mystery being suppressed. The power given to believers by Lucia is almost difficult to suppress by the mysterious formed naturally. They are protected by the gods.

"The news shared by Bai Zhi Envoy with us is also looking for a secret realm." He narrowed his eyes.

"Those mean guys are also trying to provoke a conflict between the parliament and the local mercenaries." Kader replied, "Miss Arabella has gone back to deal with it. Because you were not there at that time, sir, and the bishop have arranged these things."

"I know this." The subordinates did not find the point, and Lemons did not hide it. "Alanwo's secret realm is related to the gods." He signaled the knights who gradually gathered to retreat in an orderly manner.

"It's not safe to stay here. I will notify the Bishop that the Paladins are now withdrawing from the Angma Tunnel."

Since the projection is part of the mysterious land, as long as you withdraw from the cave along the rails of the Angma Tunnel, you will naturally leave the scope of the secret realm.

This time Lemons walked in the front.

The tunnel returned to silence, and the sound of the knights trampling on the ground was deliberately lightened. The Paladin's training of self-will was not relaxed. He led the team for a long distance, and the abnormal state that had appeared on Ulier did not affect him. There were rats and beetles crawling in the dark, and Lemons ignored it.

But someone was in the way soon.

At first he thought it was a projection because the figure was moving constantly; then he saw the flash of magic, now it was impossible for a railway worker, no mysterious person would reduce his value like this. "Knox Mercenary" Lemons asked tentatively. "Who is there?"

The figure exclaimed, turned his head, and the burning light ball in his hands illuminated his face.

"Lemons"

The Paladin was more surprised than him. "Master Bishop"
Chapter completed!