Chapter 179 The kind old man with white beard in fairy tale
The traditional and ancient dark gray stone castle is still silent, and there seems to be no one except the hall where they are.
The lion looked at his brother in confusion and annoyance.
The old king still sat in his seat, motionless, but Leon believed that his brother could smell the smell of fresh blood just like him.
The smell of blood gushed out from the sitting king. Just looking at his rickety and withered body, it was hard to imagine that there could be so much life fluid flowing continuously from his body. The blood flowing out from his lower abdomen even formed pools of blood under the throne and table.
But both Perturabo and Leon were strangely unaware of which weapon had caused such a bleeding wound.
Or maybe a certain extremely intelligent four-legged creature actually knew it, but he didn't tell it, or if he told it, the place wouldn't be so peaceful.
The old king's expression was dull, and his only expression seemed to be changing back and forth between anticipation and anger. There were three shining, eye-catching treasures placed on the long table in front of him.
The lion's shepherd brother started to sneer when he saw them, "Humph... This skeleton really likes you and him... Even though they are both tools, they still have love and hate. What a tragedy, Leon, I mean us."
"I don't quite understand what you are talking about, but Perturabo, you'd better speak respectfully."
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Leon's green eyes glanced at the gorgeous and thick huge branch-shaped gold candlestick on the far right of the wooden table in the direction facing the king. This candlestick is one of the largest and most gorgeous items in the castle.
Under its feet, the dust accumulated on the table is so thick that it conceals the texture of its lower layers, and on the far left is a long spear, also made of gold, but it looks surprisingly Sharp, its gun blade is like a pool of ice water floating with blood, dyed with a strange blood; and in the center, placed in front of the king is a large Holy Grail made of the same gold, with the body Various craftsmanship are used to create exquisite crowd decorations.
The lion remembered the last time he was sent here, the fog, forests and other buildings he saw, as well as the situation when he met the old king on the river, and what the Dark Watcher he met at that time once warned him. came to mind again.
"You asked the wrong question." He said this warning in a low voice. Perturabo next to him sneered again.
"It was those Dark Watchers who told you." Perturabo's plush long tail was raised high like a banner of victory, and the white tail tip hair was like the tip of some kind of flag. He walked around the seat of the still motionless old king with light steps. The dog's paws stepped on the pool of blood with every step, but the snow-white fur on his four feet was not dyed red at all.
"That's right, my brother who is not lovable but seems to have a good touch. I think at this moment, if you have anything to remind me, this is the right time to say it."
< br>"I don't think so, Leon El'Jonson, you are destined to fail today, but you can still ask him three questions."
The dog blinked.
The lion exhaled a cold snort from his nostrils. "Is this the setting of some kind of riddle? I have conquered countless worlds. Although not all worlds have it, the nursery rhymes, myths and legends of some of them do mention similar things: You must say the correct answer. Only by using the words can you talk to a mysterious figure or prophet, otherwise there will be some kind of law that prevents communication, and even worse things will happen.”
"That's right, and many times, the animal companions brought by the protagonist in fairy tales are often the key to solving the problem. Mine looks like the kind white-bearded grandfather and brother from fairy tales, so you should ask the questions you want to ask first. Don't let The poor paralyzed old man who has been badly cared for by his mentally ill son and his ignorant pets has been waiting for too long. "...Perturabo, are you really not trying to provoke him on purpose?" His eyeball muscles were almost twitching."
"Of course not, Leon, whoever is angry will admit it. After all, I didn't name him, and who knows who I am talking about. Who is it? "
The dog walked counterclockwise around the old king, whose angry look was getting more and more dominant on his face, and then heard his stupid but still somewhat useful elder brother ask as expected. Three very stupid but very necessary questions were asked, "Who are you?" "How can I cure you?" and "Where is this-"
The Lion's third question came out of his mouth In an instant, the shepherd dog used his excellent jumping ability to suddenly jump onto the old wooden table. At the same time, he hurriedly asked his question to the old king: "Which one?!"
A flash of light unexpectedly flashed from the old king's eyes, and both the lion and the shepherd dog saw one of his fingers reluctantly raised, moved, and pointed at——
The third question raised by the lion's mouth The moment the voice of the question fell on the ground, all the dark shadows cast by all the light sources in the entire castle - fireplaces, candles, chandeliers, candles or similar things - on the ground suddenly began to squirm crazily, as if As if they were all about to come alive, the shadows or monsters in the shadows gathered towards the old king, the lion and the shepherd dog. The old king's eyes suddenly burst with golden light - the cold golden light tried to envelope the lion and shepherd dog. On the body - but because someone interrupted to ask the third question, the golden light was faster than lightning but still seemed to be a little slower -
Xixi Susu.
From far to near.
Will there be a library in the castle?
Or will there be a library in the tower?
Some kind of movement of turning the pages of books appeared, first the first book, the second book, the fourth book, the sixteenth book... It seemed that there were hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, as many as the sands of the Ganges River, or even countless The measured volume was being opened at the same time, and was turned to a specific page. The extremely slight rustling sound caused by the fragile paper made a deafening and powerful sound of this order of magnitude.
This kind of movement composed of hundreds of millions of small sounds gathered and superimposed quickly became so huge and so impossible to ignore. Finally, this majestic existence issued an unknowable, unheard, indescribable but eternal sound. The entire castle was shaken by the undying roar, and even its foundations were shaken. All the firelights were also shaken, and the shadow monsters cast by the light also became unstable. .
The golden light finally enveloped Perturabo and Leon.
Everything in perception was "blank" for a moment.
In their ears, the beeping sound announced that the ships and fleets had successfully arrived at their destination.
The Lion found himself and his brother once again standing in the chamber aboard the Terra Glory.
(End of this chapter)