Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Only then did Mo Rong realize that during the few days he had been here, he either slept in a tavern or slept outside, without even a roof over his head.

"Well, to be honest, I haven't found a place to live yet."

"Is that so? Then you can go to my place and make do with it."

Murong followed Ida to an alley, opened the door and climbed six or seven flights of stairs before stopping.

"Don't you have an elevator here?"

Murong remembered that there used to be an elevator at the Watcher's Spire.

"I would also like to have it, but the landlord here is very picky and refuses to spend money on it, calling it exercise."

"If I hadn't seen an elevator leading directly to her house, I would have almost believed it."

Ida murmured as she opened the door and let Mo Rong in.

The room was very simple. In addition to the bathroom and the bedroom, it looked very cramped at first glance. It was probably only about five square meters in total. There were no windows on all sides, and the only thing that hit us was the damp, musty smell coming from the surrounding walls.

"You live here?"

Mo Rong frowned. He was not a person who couldn't endure hardships, but he still felt uncomfortable seeing the scene in front of him.

"Yeah, how about it, it's not bad to live alone." Ida smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Oh, so what if it's uncomfortable. The rent here is only a little over a hundred euros a month, which is very suitable for a person like me who only only has a little over two hundred euros a month."

As Ida spoke, she made his bed. After shaking it vigorously a few times, a few small bugs ran away from it.

"Does this kind of house cost more than a hundred euros a month?" Mo Rong was a little shocked.

"Of course."

"To be honest, it's better to sleep in the place where we sleep on the green side. It's bigger and more ventilated."

Mo Rong spoke a little faster, but he didn't hear Ida's reply after he finished speaking, thinking he was angry.

Ida was indeed angry because he slept outside that night.

"What do you do if you don't have money? Sleep outside?"

When he looked at the notice board before, he discovered that many professions like slaves earned much less than them.

"Sleeping outside? You think so. There will be guards patrolling at night. If they catch you sleeping outside, you will be thrown out of the city."

"Why."

"It affects the appearance of the city. This is the City of Tears, the Heart of Hallownest, and the destination for pilgrims. There are countless people who want to come here." Ida smiled, with some inexplicable meaning.

"I don't know why I came here in the first place..."

Although the bed was not big, the two of them could still sleep if they squeezed together. Pressing the hard bed board beneath them and smelling the pungent smell, Mo Rong slowly fell asleep.

......

This time, Mo Rong was woken up by Ida. When he woke up, he was still wondering whether he got up too early and it was still dark. It took him a while to realize that there were no windows here, so naturally there was no light.

Asked how Ida knew it was morning, he said the smell in the room would be lighter in the morning.

Practice makes perfect.

"I'm going to buy some things later, do you want to come with me?"

Ida twisted her body and made a "click, click, click" sound.

"What to buy?"

"Some sacrifices. Today is the death anniversary of my eldest brother. I plan to buy some things in the morning and go to pay homage to my eldest brother in the afternoon."

Ida's voice was a little unnatural, and Mo Rong could hear the emotion in it.

"Of course, you are my brother, and your eldest brother is my eldest brother."

Mo Rong smiled and the two of them left Ida's residence together.

......

"Where is your eldest brother buried?"

"The resting place, the cemetery there is the best, and there are people guarding it, so you won't be disturbed by others."

Mo Rong was silent for a long time.

"It's not cheap."

"It's nothing. I originally owed the money to my eldest brother. I just used it for peace of mind."

He could have had a better life with that money.

"Let's go, we're almost done shopping."

Ida asked Mo Rong to follow him, and Mo Rong also held a lot of things he bought in his hand.

The two of them moved forward, and the road happened to be in the opposite direction of where they made the bone nails that day, and they also passed by a large square.

Mo Rong saw the pool where the statue of the Hollow Knight once stood. It was naturally empty now. He couldn't help but wonder, is it possible that there is no such thing as a container now?

So what happened to him?

Morong only remembered that he was woken up by Lu Ruien, but wasn't the container created by King Bai?

Is it possible that history has been rewritten because of his arrival?

Mo Rong thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Living in the present was the most important thing.

The journey to the resting place was no closer than the previous trip to the bone nailer, and it took the two of them half a day to walk.

Ida took Mo Rong to an elevator and said:

"The resting place is up there, just wait for me."

Murong saw him running to a nearby pavilion, negotiating with the person guarding the elevator, and handed out a lot of Geos.

"Let's go."

Ida came back and waved to Mo Rong, motioning him to go up the elevator.

The two of them were waiting side by side in the elevator. Mo Rong looked at Ida:

"how much is it?"

"It's not expensive, just a hundred euros."

The elevator they took was the same one they took when transporting goods. At that time, Mo Rong also saw the manager going to pay the money. It turned out that this trip cost a hundred euros, and one round trip could already cost them almost the same. That’s enough money for one move.

The elevator quickly rose to the top, and Mo Rong could feel that as the height rose, the surrounding air gradually became humid.

He remembered that the largest lake in the game, Blue Lake, was located in the resting place.

Ida walked down the elevator, followed closely by Mo Rong. There were also some people who came here to worship nearby, but judging from their costumes, most of them were nobles, and there were few ordinary people like them.

The deeper he walked, the more damp and cold Mo Rong felt, and the surrounding environment became frightening.

There are countless bones that seem to be inlaid on the ground and surrounding walls. Most of them are skulls, and I don’t know whether they are real or artifacts.

Ida's footsteps stopped in front of a huge door, and next to her was a moth in green clothes holding a spear. He held the spear across the two of them, blocking them.

Mo Rong could recognize that they were members of the moth tribe. They all had a circle of fluffy hair around their necks, which was also a characteristic.

When Ida handed something in her arms to the moth guarding the door, it put away its spear and opened the door behind it.

The scene behind the door is very similar to the soul swamp that Mo Rong saw in the game. The area where the cemetery is located is isolated by a river, but only the cemetery on the first floor needs to be swam across by oneself, while the upper floors have Dedicated stairs.

Without saying a word, the two of them jumped into the water and swam to the cemetery on the other side.

Fortunately, it was not far away, only a dozen meters away. After landing, the two shook their bodies. Ida took the lead to walk to a stone monument not far away and knelt down. Mo Rong also knelt down.

The stone tablet was very ordinary, but there were very obvious signs of wear and tear on the ground in front of the stone tablet. Mo Rong knew that Ida could not come only on the anniversary of her death.

"Brother, I'm here to see you."

"This man next to me is my brother. He saved my life just like you."

"Yes, I was saved again. Little brother, am I useless? I always dream that one day, I can be like you, big brother, with that shining courage like Jinjio."

Ida paused, took a deep breath, and spoke in an unusually firm tone.

"Brother, I encountered that giant insect again when I was shipping goods a few days ago. It seems...it won't die. I have decided that as long as I am still alive, I will personally avenge you, brother."

Ida unscrewed the wine he brought and slowly poured it on his eldest brother's tombstone.

"This is our favorite drink. I'm afraid you're still craving for it, so I brought it to you. If it's not enough, tell your brother in your dream and I'll bring it to you again."

Then he turned to look at Mo Rong, who was kneeling on the ground together, and stood up to help him up.

"Brother, I will chat with my eldest brother alone for a while. It may take a long time. You can go and have a look around."

Mo Rong looked at Ida's red eyes, nodded slightly, and walked towards the door.

After seeing Mo Rong leave, Ida leaned against the stone tablet and opened a bottle of wine, muttering something unknown while drinking.

......

Mo Rong walked out of the door and saw Mozhu sitting next to him guarding the door, and asked him:

"Do you know where the prophet is?"

The moth pointed at a place above with his spear and ignored him.

"Thank you."

Mo Rong remembered that in the game, the moth tribe was born in the light of the God of Light. They had high attainments in dreams, and dreams should also be part of the soul, so they should know how to absorb the power of the soul.

So he planned to talk directly to the prophet of the Moth tribe.

Approaching the door pointed by the cemetery guard, Mo Rong knocked.

After a while, an old voice came from inside.

"Please come in."

Mo Rong opened the door. It was dark behind the door, but he could see the light at the end.

As he walked forward, the surroundings gradually became clearer by the light inside. There were many hollow carvings hanging on the walls and roof, like a blooming lotus.

Taking a closer look, the prophet's appearance was different from the one in Mo Rong's mind. He must have been a prophet from the older generation.

"excuse me..."

Just as Mo Rong finished speaking, the prophet who was sitting there with dull eyes suddenly brightened up and said angrily:

"roll!"

After speaking, even the prophet himself was stunned for a moment, and neither of them realized what happened.

"I'm sorry, little friend, I scared you." The prophet spoke first, easing the awkwardness of the situation.

The voice softened, and the prophet called Mo Rong to sit aside, with some inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"My dear friend, why are you here this time?"

"Um, may I ask how much the prophet charges?"

Morong didn't have much money left, and he was afraid it wouldn't be enough to pay for the consultation fee.

"Haha, little friend, feel free to ask, I won't charge you, just think of it as apology for the rude words I just said."

Mo Rong was not polite either, and his words were shocking when he came up.

"How can I absorb the soul?"