Chapter 443 The reunion of the princess and the prince (two)

  After lunch.

  Walsh walked slowly to the window sill. He stretched out his right hand and tried to reach out the window. Carefully looked at the hand outside the window, and said to himself:

   "It's nothing special. Maybe I didn't find it?"

  He leaped slightly, came to the window sill, and looked at the ground under the window.

  That is a whole piece of grass. It was covered with scarlet weeds with blades like sharp daggers. The crystal water drops still reflect the light in the sky. Blood red, blood red, like blood.

  A dark purple creeper grows on the wall outside the window, crawling around the window in a circle. When he stretched out his right hand, the creepers seemed to have found a new support point and slowly stretched out its vines.

  He hurriedly retracted his right hand, letting the creeper's plan come to nothing.

  Thinking about it, temporarily giving up the intention of jumping out of the window.

   Slowly walked to the door, pushed open the heavy wooden door forcefully, and poked his head to observe the corridor.

  The corridor on the right is covered with blood-red floor stalls, and there is a light blue fire light burning overhead. Except for the flat ground at the door, it seems that the corridor has become a winding mountain road.

  He cautiously looked back at the other end of the corridor, the ground over there became a little bumpy, and it seemed that even the lights had become distorted. Even more weird.

  Thinking about it, he decided to explore to the right first. Lilith said that there was no danger, but he could not go out.

  But he was still willing to take the normal winding road instead of the weird corridor.

  The light in the corridor changes from time to time, sometimes it is a very normal light yellow light, which makes the whole space a little normal. Sometimes it is a blood-red flame burning, which makes people feel a kind of creepy at first glance.

  The artwork on the wall looks very valuable, although it is extremely exquisite, it makes people look weird.

  Fuzzy in my heart.

  Walsh looked at a somewhat distorted abstract painting for a while, which made him feel desperate and collapsed involuntarily.

  He shook his head, got out of that state, frowned and continued to walk forward.

  In addition to the room where you are, there are indeed many rooms in the same space.

  Most of these rooms are bedrooms, some are storage rooms, and there is also a public bathroom.

  The interior of the room is quite normal, of course, it is relatively speaking.

  There is an extremely weird clock hanging in this room. Its shape is composed of irregular curves. The pointer above is three constantly changing curves. Only the end of the curve always moves smoothly. The numbers on the dial are words that Walsh has never seen before. It looks even weirder.

  He can barely see the current time.

   10 minutes past 5 pm.

  In other words, he has spent an entire afternoon in these places.

  As he walked out of this smaller bedroom, Walsh continued his exploration.

  Walking to a three-way intersection, turning his head and looking at the other end of the intersection, he stood still.

   Finally there is a different place.

  The corridor became pure darkness, which was a pitch black like an abyss. Even the brightest light will never reflect on it.

  It hides the original color of the corridor, making people's vision extremely deviated. Even the flat ground will feel like a bottomless abyss in front of you.

  At the end of the abyss, a gorgeous arch stands there. Exudes a bright light.

  The arch is inlaid with gems of various colors and is decorated with countless ornate patterns. The symbol of freedom is carved directly above the arch.

  "Is this an exit?" He muttered to himself in a somewhat unbelievable way.

  But he looked at his feet, and some did not dare to move.

   Bend down and tested the pitch black, a solid feeling was conveyed to his fingers. But it made him feel weird even more.

  A ripple suddenly appeared on the arch like water.

  After that, the door was slowly pushed open, and Lilith pushed a small car to walk out of it slowly.

   But besides that, it also allowed Walsh to see the scene behind the arch clearly.

  It was a dark sea.

   "Why are you here?" Lilith looked at Prince Walsh at the end of the corridor in surprise.

   "It just happened to be here. I always feel that it is too magical." Walsh's lips were a little pale, and he reluctantly said.

  Lilith rolled her eyes and said casually:

   "Okay, that's just right. It's late. It's time to eat. Would you like to push me? I have to look at the map."

   "No problem." Walsh replied with a smile.

  He saw Lilith walking on the bottomless abyss, pushing the cart to the corridor.

  After handing the trolley to Walsh, take out a parchment roll.

  Above is a map with the route printed on it.

  "Is this the map here?" Walsh asked.

  Lilith raised her eyebrows, and said in a reproachful tone:

   "Ask it knowingly. Of course it's here, otherwise I'm doing it. But you don't want to read it and remember it. This is constantly changing. You need to read it every time."

  She pointed to the right hand and continued: "Let’s go, I remember the route."

  Walsh followed Lilith's finger and looked at the direction he came, and nodded. Asked:

   "Will it be dangerous to take another route?"

   "No. It's just that it will be very uneven to take other roads. You don't want your dinner to fall on the carpet, right?" Lilith replied.

   "That's it, it's true that some places are not flat." Walsh nodded and replied.

  He saw Lilith was already walking in front, and smiled and followed her footsteps.

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  The sun has just set, adding a touch of coldness to Delta.

  Elok walked into Dark Night Rose, and at a glance saw a new singer appearing on an empty stage in the bar.

  He was taken aback for a moment, and walked to the place where he usually sits.

  I asked the bartender for a glass of beer and a set of lamb chops, while lying comfortably on the sofa, listening to the singer's soft and low voice.

  He fiddled with the strings on the guitar, with a low voice, which made people a little drowsy.

  In the afternoon, he went to the Garrosen area and went to the police station for a round. But never found news about Florian.

  No news about Florian was found in the memory of a black skin who had just joined the company for a month.

  This makes him a little worried.

  Should I not resign?

   But thinking about it is normal.

  Delta Asia Pacific is bigger, and Delta has too many black skins.

  It is difficult to find a specific person without the help of external force.

  And how can a newcomer who has just joined the company recognize it?

  Wait for his beer, he took a gulp. Think of Il again.

  Today she seems to be tinkering with her laboratory. I don't know what happened.

   Seeing a person walking out of the administrative district, he called him in a low voice: "Shandru."

  Sandrew just caught a glimpse of Elok sitting in the corner. So trot up, and when he came to Elok's side, he smiled and asked:

  "What's the order? Mr. Birke?"

  Elok pointed to the singer on the bar, and asked gently:

   "Is this our new singer? When was it hired?"

  Sandrew looked back at the stage and explained with a smile:

  "He was hired yesterday. I want him to try it today. If possible, stay."

  Afterwards, he took out a small notebook from his pocket and looked through it, and explained to Elok in detail:

"He is a nursery rhyme singer from Eaton~lightnovelpub.net~ whose name is Uplov. He is 35 years old and has been playing music for more than 20 years. The monthly salary is 3 gold coins. Not high. But he asked All the rewards from the rewards belong to him. I agreed on my own terms."

  Sandrew looked at Elok and asked, "How is it?"

   "No problem." Elok replied casually. "Eton. Hmm~~ reminds me of Sebastian. He is also from Eaton."

   "Hey, it's a pity that Sebas refused our invitation." Sandru said with a chuckle. It seems a pity.

   "He has other things to do." Elok replied casually.

  He listened to the music on the stage, resting his chin and drinking beer. Continued to Sandro:

"how do you feel?"

  Sandrew touched his chin and made a pertinent evaluation:

   "Well~~ not bad. We can expect that the business of our guest room upstairs will be very good in the future."

   "Hahaha, I am really sleepy. You are very humorous." Elok replied with a smile.

  (End of this chapter)