Hollow Knight: Hallownest

I don’t know how long the door in front of me has not been opened, and the creaking sound is particularly harsh at the foot of this silent mountain.

Ida looked inside intently. It was not as dark as he imagined it would be outside. On the contrary, the cave was illuminated by many candles that were even taller than him. The ground was paved with ordinary gravel, but under those candles The surrounding central area was cleared of a separate area, leaving the soil exposed.

Walking in slowly with light steps, Ida looked around, but could not find the figure who had just answered him. Just when his feet were about to step towards the soil in the center, a flexible figure emerged from the darkness behind the candles. Jumping out, Ida was frightened, and she quickly pulled out the bone nail and pointed it at the gorgeously robed Jiji in front of her.

"You, you are the confessor?"

Seeing that he was just sitting in front of him and making no other movements, Ida quickly took back her bone nails and leaned over slightly to ask.

Jiji looked at Ida standing in front of him, her eyes brighter than candles, and she felt a little curious.

She had lived in Ditmouth for a long time, and no resident had ever dared to knock on her door, let alone walk to her own residence and stand in front of her.

"Yes, I am Jiji. If you find me, you will definitely need my help."

Hearing Jiji's affirmative answer, Ida felt relieved and took a long breath and said:

"Hello, Master Jiji, my name is Ida, and I'm here to ask for your help."

"Sit down, are you coming to me because of your regrets? Let me look into your eyes..."

As she spoke, Jiji's upper body moved closer to Ida, and their eyes met. Ida's body became stiff at this moment, and the past memories were shown in her mind like a revolving lantern. This feeling was extremely novel, Ida Da felt as if he had lived through his second insect life.

"Ah, you don't seem to have any regrets that you can't let go of. How lucky you are. You don't need my services."

Jiji's eyes turned from cloudy to clear. For some reason, Ida could hear a little regret in her words. After sorting out her chaotic thoughts, Ida hurriedly said:

"Master Jiji, it's not me. I don't need your services."

Hearing Ida's words, Jiji was stunned for a moment.

"Then why are you here?"

Ida's eyes were a little dim, and she lowered her head and said, "I want to ask you to help me and let me know if my brother... is still alive in this world."

Gigi looked into Ida's eyes, and the sadness in them made her a little moved. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head.

"Every being in the world has regrets to some extent. My service is based on this. But I'm sorry, my ability is limited. If I can't sense the guest's breath, I can't detect it... ....”

After hearing this, Ida felt as if her chest was pressed by a huge boulder and she couldn't breathe.

"However, if you can provide me with something that has been tainted with your brother's aura, I can give it a try."

Just when he was about to leave, the last half of Jiji's words rekindled the extinguished hope in Ida's heart.

Ida's hands hurriedly reached into his robe, lowered his head and kept searching, but the more he searched, the more he felt sad. Just when he thought that this trip would only return in vain, the ink behind him A corner of Lan's cloak caught his eye, and the corners of Ida's lips raised involuntarily. She quickly took off the moth-wing cloak and handed it to Jiji.

"Master Jiji, can you look at this cloak?"

"Put it in front of me."

Jiji nodded, and two slender tentacles suddenly stretched out from under his robe and began to swing. At the same time, suspicion gradually rose in Jiji's eyes.

She found that the scent on this cloak was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she realized that it was very similar to the scent emanating from her masters.

"Are your friends also from outside the kingdom?"

Ida watched as black particles evaporated from her cloak and slowly floated in the air, as if they were about to condense into something.

"this......"

Jiji's question reminded him that he seemed to have never heard of Mo Rong's origin, and the black particles floating in the air in front of him aroused his interest in seeing Mo Rong's changes in the Colosseum. memory.

Is it possible that this thing belongs to Mo Rong?

Regarding Ida's hesitation, Jiji just thought it was something unspeakable, so he didn't ask any more questions, and instead focused on the black particles that were gradually taking shape.

"Master Jiji, my friend...how is he?"

When Ida saw that the movements in Jiji's hands stopped, she thought that the ceremony had been completed, but there was not much relaxation in Jiji's bright eyes, which made Ida's heart hang up again.

"It's strange. This has never happened before. Is there something wrong with the ceremony..."

Jiji murmured to himself, looking at the black particles gradually dissipating in the air, with confusion in his eyes.

"Your friend... he should still be alive, but..."

When the word 'alive' entered Ida's ears, his body suddenly twitched. The huge gap between disappointment and hope almost made him breathless. He trembled like the wind. One blow can knock him down.

"You mean, my brother...he is still alive?!"

"Brother, you're still alive...that's great...you're still alive...wuwuwu..."

Ida slowly knelt down on the ground, covering his face that had lost control with his hands. For many days and nights, he had been blaming himself for Mo Rong's death. Now that he heard the news, he felt that his chaotic state of mind suddenly disappeared. It became clearer, and now even the darkness around him felt warm.

The sobbing continued for a while, and Jiji took advantage of this moment to perform another summoning ceremony. After a while, Ida calmed down.

"Don't be too happy yet. Although your brother is alive, he is bound by a force. No wonder I can't call out his soul."

Jiji said solemnly that there was nothing wrong with the ceremony itself. Now it seems that the ceremony was more likely to have been forcibly interrupted by another more powerful force, so it could not condense.

"Then...can you tell where he is?"

Jiji shook her head decisively. Upon seeing this, Ida realized that her request was too much, and then took out all the Geos she had and placed them in front of Jiji.

"I'm sorry, Master Jiji, this is all my Gio. Can you please help me with this one more favor? This is it."

Jiji looked at Gio in front of her. To be honest, this wealth was enough for any resident of Hallownest to live a carefree life, but she did not accept it and pushed them all back.

"I can only roughly feel that he is at the deep bottom of this world, surrounded by darkness, almost becoming a part of the darkness..."

"But if you ask me to give you an exact location, I'm sorry, but there's really nothing I can do to help."

Ida was silent for a few moments and then nodded, but she still didn't take Gio back.

"Master Jiji, thank you very much for your help. Please consider these Geo as my thank you gift."

"The value of Geo to me is like the pebbles scattered around you. If you really want to thank me, just give me a rancid egg. That is my favorite food."

......

When Lurian returned to the crossroads again, he could no longer find the White King, and he could not feel the White King's presence in Dirtmouth.

He traveled all over Hallownest, eager to tell the White King the news.

Lurian could find the White King all the way from the green to the palace. It wasn't until he approached his resting place that he felt the familiar atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, we have a solution!"

......

Groups of sentinels were on their way back to the City of Tears. They dragged their tired bodies and just wanted to relax.

And right in the middle of the group of sentinels, a little orange glow slowly appeared in the eyes of a sentry who was taking a nap with his head lowered.