The Trial Game of Life

Bringing Celtic back to the stone gate, this time, there was finally no one outside the stone gate. The two of them opened the door and went out, only to find that there was a wine cellar outside.

After a little investigation, Jin Cheng said, "This place should still be underground."

Celtic nodded. Wine cellars were usually in the basement, either locked or guarded.He cautiously moved to the door to have a look, sure enough, there were two elf guards outside.

The guards in the royal court are not only equipped with bows and arrows, but also hold spears in their hands.

Jin Cheng asked McCown, "When you were a prince, did you know that this place was connected to a dungeon?"

McCown shook his head crazily, and Jin Cheng understood that it was only after he turned into a mouse that he discovered it.Celtic was dumbfounded, "Is he still a prince???"

"Squeak!" McCown put his hands on his hips. He is a serious prince, and he can't tolerate this continuous questioning.But then he remembered something again, his ears drooped down, and he fell into a depression.

Celtic thought he had offended him somewhere, scratching his head not knowing why.At this moment, Jin Cheng grabbed McCown away and said, "Now is the time for you, Your Highness, to act. Have you seen the guards outside? Get out through the crack of the door, dance in front of them, and then come in again." and lead them to open the door."

and many more!

He is His Royal Highness!

Celtic was terrified, but just as he was about to dissuade him, Jin Cheng glanced over, "Why don't you go?"

Celtic shut up.

Prince McCown was stuffed out of the door just like that, almost crushed.He turned his head to look inside the door, and the two humans were still staring at him covetously, and they were sitting with him in the gesture of "go, go, go".

Bullying too much.

McCown recited "they are good people" a hundred times in his heart, turned his head and poured his anger on the two elf guards, held his head high and gave a reprimand with "Zhi Zhi Zhi", and then ran away before they could react.

"mouse!"

"It's a nasty mouse, how could there be a mouse sneaking into the royal court, catch it quickly!"

The guard thrust out with a spear, almost stabbing McCown's ass, but fortunately, he moved nimbly, and Celtic in the room made a timely move and pulled him in.

Jin Cheng kept sticking to the door, paying close attention to the movement outside the door.

Unsurprisingly, the guards began to take out the keys to open the door. It was nothing if a mouse ran into the dungeon. If the wine in the wine cellar was destroyed, it would be a big loss.

"Click." The door opened.

The two guards entered almost at the same time, and Jin Cheng and Kaier also jumped out from both sides of the gate almost at the same time. One by one, they covered the guard's mouth and nose from behind, dragged them into the darkness, knocked them unconscious, and directly gagged their mouths, dragged them into the dungeon and locked them in the cell. inside.

About 10 minutes later, two elf guards closed the door and reappeared outside the wine cellar.It's just that if you look closely, you will find that their two pointed ears are very unnatural.

McCown hid in Jin Cheng's pocket, still guiding them.

The place they were going to was the residence of Elder Evans. It would undoubtedly be the best if they could directly find evidence that Evans colluded with outsiders to tamper with Secret Lake.

Celtic was worried that they would hit Evans directly again, "If he really marks me with a blessing, it's hard to guarantee that he won't notice our approach."

"That's just right." Jin Cheng said fearlessly, "We can arrest him directly, and save trouble."

I didn't do anything just now, but I was worried that Celtic was still in the opponent's hands, and it would be difficult to do it if I didn't understand the situation. Now I don't have this worry.

At the same time, Tang Cuo took Hawke back, and everyone watched the new changes in the illusion of the secret lake.The original secret lake was just a lot of animals or gods and beasts, and the goddess of nature. In the current secret lake, there is a big black boat full of mystery in the lake.

In the dense mist, there are faint figures shaking on the boat, like the ghost ship in the sea legend.

Undoubtedly the work of the two sleepers in Little Windmill Harbour.

Seeing this, Hawke's face was not so ugly.

Heimeng was not in the mood to care about him, his younger brother Hess was getting more and more sleepy, and he was about to lose his grip. He couldn't help looking at Tang Cuo, who was the most reassuring for him, and asked, "What should we do now?"

Tang Cuo looked at Celtic again, "What do you think?"

Heimeng still doesn't know about the conversation between Tang Cuo and Celtic, but he is not without doubts about Celtic. Seeing him silent, his doubts are even heavier.

Celtic was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know."

Tang Cuo didn't expect him to come up with a solution immediately. If the matter was that simple, the abnormality of Mihu wouldn't have lasted for three months without being resolved.

"Actually, when we entered the range of the secret lake, we were already in an illusion. This is your illusion. The druid was right. You are not Celtic at all." Tang Cuo looked directly at Kyle special eyes.

Who the hell are the fake Celts?

Tang Cuo tends to think that he is the guardian of the secret lake, or in other words, the soul that was born in the secret lake for thousands of years.There are often such settings in fantasy stories.

After his explanation, the rest of the people quickly understood, and Hawke's eyes widened suddenly.He looked at Celtic, full of astonishment.

Tang Cuo glanced at his quietly clenched fist, thoughtful.

Over there, Heimeng frowned and thought deeply, "That is to say, there are double illusions now, and there are many small illusions in the big illusion. Can we wake him up directly?"

This he refers to the fake Celtic.

This is of course theoretically feasible, Tang Cuo said: "The way we broke the illusion before was to break the special item in the illusion that corresponds to the sleeping person. But in this great illusion, what does this item correspond to?"

Everyone couldn't answer, even the fake Celtic didn't know it.He only felt that his mind was in chaos, as if he couldn't remember anything, that is, when he heard the name of Augustine and mentioned the goddesses of nature, Cynthia and Louis, he remembered a little vague fragment.

Even as an outsider, Tang Cuo probably understands that God is very far away from the Sicilite continent, and there has never been a miracle revealed for thousands of years.

"Do you still remember the Tucha Dynasty?" Tang Cuo asked.This is the dynasty of Louis XIV. Thousands of years ago, Louis XIV tried in vain to discover the secret of eternal life and pry into the forbidden area of ​​the gods, which led to the collapse of the entire dynasty.

Then who has such a great energy to trap Moon Hidden City in the yellow sand forever and erase the rose from Sicily?God of course.

Louis XIV, an arrogant and disrespectful man, naturally did the thing of painting the true face of God in his picture album.And this also proves the fact that Louis has seen this god.

The Sicilian continent during the Tucha dynasty and the current Sicilian continent are two eras.

"Tuca..." Fake Celtic muttered to himself, "I seem to remember something, Louis was still a prince at that time. He and Ai Miye are good friends, so they often come to Secret Lake for a short stay."

The long-awaited Ai Mi Ye finally appeared.

Tang Cuo asked: "At that time, Ai Mi Ye hadn't ascended the throne yet, right?"

Princes and princes, with comparable status and age, have a higher probability of becoming friends.

Celtic tilted his head and thought about it, then nodded slowly, "Probably so."

Tang Cuo asked again: "Where is Augustine? When did he appear?"

There was a moment of confusion in the fake Celtic's eyes, he thought and thought, and there was a dull pain in his head.It was as if something was suppressing him, and he wanted to break through that layer of suppression, but it was very difficult.

After a long time, he finally found a gap in that layer of suppression, and the memory picture made his tone tinged with sadness, "Louis hasn't been here for a long time."

How long is this long time, the fake Celtic can't tell.

"One day Ai Miye brought Augustine, who was still a little boy, and said that he was about to return to the embrace of the goddess. Augustine stayed, and he spent a happy time with me."

To return to the embrace of the goddess means death.

Hearing this, Tang Cuo roughly sorted out the context of the story.Thousands of years ago, Louis XIV was good friends with Aimiye, king of elves. Louis was condemned by God for offending the gods, and his dynasty was destroyed, but Aimiye was still alive.

After that, the remnants of the Tutsa dynasty established the Rosary sect in an attempt to revive Louis XIV.

Augustine brought back by Ai Miye grew up and formed the Ivy League.

Old friends turned against each other?

In this way, there is a reason why the Rose Cult took action against the secret lake.Whether or not there was anything they wanted, it was a place related to Louis XIV.

But where is Augustine sacred?He was able to be brought back here by Ai Yaya, and he founded the Ivy League, so it is impossible for him to be a character who appeared out of nowhere.

On this point, fake Celtic can't say clearly.Maybe Ai Miye didn't explain that much to him, maybe he forgot.

"Last question." Tang Cuo looked straight into the fake Celtic's eyes seriously and asked, "Why did you become Celtic? During these three months, every time someone enters, you will transform into someone's Does it appear to be mixed into the team?"

Fake Celtic shook his head, "No, I felt the breath of Ai Mi Ye from you. You woke me up, so I came to your side."

Tang Cuo didn't expect this to be the answer. It seems that Ai Mi Ye's blessing on the Sword of Judgment helped, prying a corner of the prison.What he didn't expect, Elder Evans must have never thought of.

After a pause, Tang Cuo asked another question: "What's your name?"

This question stopped the other party.In the eyes of the fake Celtic, Tang Cuo's black and white eyes became the focus of all his sights, and there was something in those eyes—truth.

What is my name?

who am I?

Fake Celtic's head hurts the more he thinks about it, but he knows that he should have a name.Only with a name can he know who he is, and he should have seen his own reflection in the lake countless times.

But now he can't even remember what he was supposed to look like.

He can be anyone, but he can't remember himself alone.

Seeing his painful expression, Tang Cuo stopped asking.He guessed that someone cast a curse on the fake Celtic, or some magic circle was set up beside the real secret lake. In short, there was a layer of confinement.

The premise of breaking the confinement is to find it, but where will it be installed?

Tang Cuo, Heimeng, Donne, and the dwarf Hammo who had already slept once were still awake, and Hess was also on the verge of collapse.

Surprisingly, Hawke is also in good spirits, and has no other problems except his face is particularly smelly.Tang Cuo thought that a son like him would not be indifferent to the fine wine of the elves, and he would soon regret why he didn't drink more wine.

"It's your turn." Tang Cuo drew his sword directly, "You have two choices, say or die."

Hawk was silent and stiff, because Tang Cuo disagreed with the scene of stabbing someone with a sword, and it began to play in his mind in a loop.But he glanced at the fake Celtic at the side, still wanting to struggle, and said, "Aren't you worried about those missing adventurers? I saw them in the woods just now."

Tang Cuo: "Oh."

Hawk: "What do you mean?"

Tang Cuo explained kindly, "Oh, just don't worry, I will kill you when it comes."

Hawke: "..."

The dwarf Hammo felt that what Tang Cuo said was really very reasonable, played with his big hammer, and echoed: "Yes, sneaky people are definitely not good people! The dwarf master will blow their heads away with a hammer!"

Hawke: "..."

I just don't think you're scolding me.

Hawke held back, "The Druid who pretended to be you just now is one of them. Those people are clearly from the Rose sect, and they must still be peeping in the dark. I'm kind enough to tell you, don't have an accident at that time, come here again Blame me for not reminding."

Tang Cuo: "So what are you sneaking around, spying on?"

Hawk kept his mouth shut, but Brother Heimeng and Donne all looked over, leaving him nowhere to escape, so he could only say: "It's about the Ivy League, I can't say it casually."

This matter is easy to handle, Tang Cuo looked at Hammo and Donne, "I have offended you, please avoid it for a while."

The two left acquainted, and even Hammer, who was always violent, had no objection.Fake Celtic was still immersed in his own world, and didn't notice the situation here at all.Tang Cuo immediately signaled to Hawke—you can talk now.

Hawke gritted his teeth and finally compromised, "We are here to find the center of the lake."

In the middle of the lake?

Tang Cuo, Heimeng, and Heisi all frowned. Hawke had said everything, and he didn't miss a few words of explanation, "The heart of the lake is the spirit that was born in the secret lake for thousands of years. It may be a person or an item. It will gain endless benefits."

Heimeng: "So you want to take this opportunity to quietly take it away from the secret lake? Bring it back to Little Windmill Seaport? Have you reported the matter to the headquarters? Or do you want to keep it for yourself?"

Faced with Heimeng's series of questions, Hawk could predict that after returning, the Black Mountain office would definitely attack Little Windmill on this matter, but even if he said something out of place here, the result might not change in any way.

The people in the Montenegro office have a bad temper and are known throughout the league.

Of course, the premise is that they can all go back alive.

Tang Cuo was more concerned about the issue of "the center of the lake". Not surprisingly, the fake Celtic was the center of the lake. No wonder Hawke looked at him so strangely just now.

It turned out that he had been looking for him for a long time, and found that the person was by his side, but he didn't find it.

However, with Heimeng around, the calculation of the Little Windmill Office could not work out after all.

What would happen to Mihu if the center of the lake was stolen, no need to think about it.Unless the Ivy League wants to tear themselves apart with the elves, once the matter is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous.

At this time, Hess finally couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.As more and more people fell asleep, more changes took place in the secret lake in the illusion.For example, the beautiful flowers blooming on the shore, such as the trestle bridge extending continuously into the dense fog, and the black and calm lake water also seems to hide great danger.

No one dared to approach at will.

Time flowed slowly, everyone dispersed, or looked around for possible confinement, or boldly approached the lakeside to investigate, but found nothing.

Two hours later, Dawn also fell asleep.

At present, only Tangcuo, Heimeng, Hawke and Dwarf Hammer are left.

Tang Cuo was the one who boldly ran to the lake. He was standing near a reindeer. The deer was drinking water in the lake with its head down. Occasionally, it looked up at him. The big deer eyes were full of curiosity.

The Goddess of Nature wearing a golden gauze dress had already arrived on the trestle bridge. She walked along the trestle bridge until she walked into the thick fog, leaving only a vague shadow.A white unicorn followed her step by step, occasionally rubbing her hand affectionately with its horn.

Tang Cuo kept thinking and thinking. If his brain were to materialize, it would probably be a spinning top.He looked down at the lake, and his thoughts were reflected in the lake, and he spread out a piece of drawing paper for him to paint.

These are of course just his imagination, and no one else can see them, but if Jin Cheng was here, he would probably imagine what Tang Cuo's mind map looks like.

Again.

During such deep thinking, Tang Cuo would still think of Jin Cheng, which just proved the truth - love makes people dizzy.

What is Jin Cheng doing again?

He, my dear instructor, wouldn't have really encountered anything, otherwise, why hasn't he appeared yet?Thinking this way, Tang Cuo looked at his reflection in the water, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He looked back at the fake Celtic, and asked, "No matter how I describe the secret lake in my sleep, the illusion will present everything as it is?"

Fake Celtic was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Tang Cuo asked Heimeng again: "Is there any existence in the Sicilite Continent that can ignore all deception and restore the real existence?" He originally wanted to talk about the demon mirror, but there should be no such thing in the Sicilite Continent.

Heimeng thought hard, but he really couldn't think of it for a while, and the fake Celtic didn't have any clue.But Hammer blinked, highlighting his erudition with a look of "you don't even know", "Mirror of Truth, created by Gerardmy von Ascar, the famous ninth-generation forging master of the dwarves. White..."

The dwarf's name is really longer than the old lady's foot wrap.

Tang Cuo interrupted him, "Give me your wine."

Hammer immediately covered the jug vigilantly, "Why?"

Tang Cuo: "Drunk, falling asleep."

Hammo is not stupid, and he can roughly guess what Tang Cuo is planning.He can present the mirror of reality in the illusion, so that the fake Celtic can see his real self in the mirror, so as to really wake him up and break the illusion.

After hesitating again and again, Han Mo reluctantly threw the jug to Tang Cuo, then turned around angrily, not daring to look at it again.After one more look, he might regret it.

Tang Cuo was a little drunk after drinking, but it was impossible to fall asleep immediately.So he returned the flagon to Hammer, drew his sword again, and swung it, deciding to do something else while he was there.

Seeing that he was about to cast a shadow when he drew his sword, Hawk immediately asked, "What do you want to do?"

Tang Cuo smiled: "Didn't you say that there are four more hiding in the dark? If they come to kill me while I'm sleeping, I'll kill them first."

I drank alcohol, super fierce.