Throne Steps

Dark clouds overwhelm the city.

Cervantes gradually woke up from the drowsiness, and his eyes slowly focused on the top, gradually becoming clearer.He was panting weakly, and the sweat seemed to have just been scooped out of the water.

What time is it...

He glanced out the window, it was dark and dark, as if he was about to enter the night.

He sat up slowly.

Still a little distracted, he shook his head, then stood up and walked to the window.

The window was closed tightly, but the whistling sound of the wind came from the gap, revealing what the environment outside the window was like.

The wind is howling, dark clouds are billowing, and a heavy rain rarely seen in winter is coming.

Now... what date is it?

Ever since the uncontrollable seizures and sleepiness of unknown duration, Cervantes' biological clock has been a little out of order.He roughly calculated the time when he was taken captive, but it was difficult to confirm whether the reality was consistent with his speculation.

He could actually walk out of this room, but it was limited to the small courtyard in front of him.The gate to the yard was just ten steps away. The walls of the yard were very high, and there were no plants in the open space.

According to Cervantes' original ability, jumping through this wall is a matter of minutes.

But he drank stagnant drugs.

It was his own carelessness.At that time, he pretended to approach the person who had been following him for many days, and the other party "kindly" reminded him that someone was "following" him.He knew that the other party was talking about his hidden guard, but in order to deceive the other party's trust, he temporarily got rid of the hidden guard.

He thought at the time, anyway, as soon as he got to these people's hiding places, he would send out a distress signal.Anyway, the hidden guard is nearby, so there will be no major problems.

If he succeeds, it would be the courage of a skilled artist, but he never expected that there would be masters in this group of alchemists.

In other words, they are equipped with advanced armed forces.

No matter how powerful Cervantes was, it was impossible for him to fight against them for too long.Even the moment he was about to take out the firework for help, a spar-like thing fell under his feet.Before he had time to blow it away with his fighting spirit, ice and snow covered a radius of 5 meters with the square crystal as the center, and the freezing effect appeared instantly.

Although many people on the enemy side were also frozen, there were still people in the back row.Someone rushed up and poured stagnant agent into Cervantes' mouth.

Then he was taken to this courtyard and placed under house arrest.The courtyard looked empty, but there were soldiers patrolling inside and outside at any time, and it was impossible for Cervantes, who had been sealed off, to beat him.

The capsized boat in the gutter is talking about this silver vermilion color.He wasn't injured on the battlefield, but he fell into a trap while investigating the news.He was imprisoned at this time, except for looking forward to foreign aid, he could only regret day and night.

In fact, there were other people in this yard, and the house Cervantes lived in was just one of a row of simple bungalows.When he went out during the day, he could occasionally meet other people in the yard; in the dead of night, he could sometimes faintly hear movements from other houses.

Screaming, heavy objects hit.

Cervantes originally thought that someone was being tortured, but now he knew that it was a drug reaction.

Because he himself started having seizures.At first, I could hold back forcibly, but gradually I lost control, even if I tied myself to the bed, I couldn't help it.He even started to break down during the attack, and when he woke up, he could see the room and understand the intensity before.

When someone comes to deliver food during the day, that person will probably tidy up.He didn't seem to be surprised by this, and he even came prepared, changing things very quickly.

Cervantes hadn't been drugged since the stagnation agent, so the drug must be in the food.

But even if he understood, Cervantes couldn't avoid it.He knew very well that even if it was poisonous, he still had to eat and drink.Where there is life, there is hope.He has seen those in other rooms who are looking for life and death, and the result is not only the physical loss caused by hunger strike, but also the mental depression caused by the onset of drug addiction and withdrawal.

These people quickly disappeared in the compound, but others did not live longer, if they did not go on hunger strike.

The feeling of toxin accumulation is really uncomfortable.

The poison of the potion destroys their bodies and erodes their will. Once their spirits break down, the effect of the potion will destroy their bodies.Some were taken, oh, dragged away, when they couldn't regain their senses; some were in their own rooms, stopped breathing forever.

In the first two days when he found out that people would die, Cervantes would involuntarily walk up and down in front of each house, as if uncontrollably watching the occupants of each house.If he was lucky enough to come across the reflection of a dying person, he would also ask them what they had experienced before, how long they had been here, and what they had eaten, as if they were looking for a ruler for the arrival of death.

Some people answered, some didn't, but they all recalled some good times and some unfulfilled little wishes in life.

Cervantes promised to do it for them, but the actual result is difficult for even himself to predict.While he's convinced he can be saved, he also realizes his memory is being affected.

And recently, he doesn't like to go out anymore, he seems to have become numb to the fact that death is happening.

Or, the duration of toxic episodes began to shorten, and he no longer had the energy to mind other people's business.

In fact, Cervantes guessed that after so many days, those who rescued him might already know where he was.After all, the investigation task was given to him by Saenz, and it is impossible for Saenz to have no clue about his disappearance.But he also knows that this organization is actually in deeper water than they originally expected. If Saenz is aware of this, he may plan to make a move in order to avoid alarming the enemy.

In the long run, Cervantes is understandable from an intellectual point of view.When toxicity strikes, where is the sanity left?He began to think over and over uncontrollably, does the pure white color know what happened to him?When will they do it?in the end……

After waking up, Cervantes would feel naive again.

To be honest, even if he switched to Pure White's position, he wouldn't rush to save people.The reason is too simple, impulsiveness will not only startle the enemy, but may also cause these people to change the place of detention, or even make choices such as hostage threats, murder and silence, which is not a good choice for the rescue plan.

So, when will we be rescued...

Cervantes stood in front of the window, silently looking out the window.

Snapped!Papa——

The raindrops blown by the wind hit the glass in front of me, and the dark clouds that had been rolling for a long time finally started to rain.

A guard in the courtyard passed by his window, and because of the rain, the guard walked along the eaves.His eyes met Cervantes's, then slid past Cervantes, and continued walking indifferently.

Cervantes' eyes moved following the opponent's figure, and then turned to look into the void.He was thinking for a while that I could win one out of ten in the past, but he also thought that if I hadn’t been in good health, I’d have been bedridden or died a long time ago...

Snapped!

A drop of bright red blood suddenly splashed onto the glass in front of him.

Cervantes' pupils narrowed suddenly, and he looked forward subconsciously, but even if he leaned against the window, he could only see the guard's legs lying on the ground.Silver Bead's heart beat violently, he looked towards the door, hesitated for a second between going out to have a look and staying put, and then stepped out.

boom--

The door of the house was kicked open step by step by Cervantes, and a man wearing a face scarf rushed in wrapped in wind and rain.He caught sight of Cervantes at a glance, took two steps closer and grabbed his arm: "Your Excellency!"

Cervantes did not recognize this man, but he realized that this was the arrival of help.He just wanted to remind the other party that he drank the stagnant potion, but saw the other party took out a small square crystal and smashed it to the ground!

Swah——

A magic circle with a diameter of two meters flashed past, and the two people in the house disappeared instantly.

The storm beat against the locked door.

Although the Patriarch did not agree to save people, the situation of Cervantes could not wait any longer.

Saenz ordered to secretly surround these dens, and then rescue Cervantes first, and then take advantage of the chaos to wipe out the gang when they get into chaos.During this period, the team sent to track certain special characters must keep a close eye on the target.

With the help of Seryozha, the best rescue route was worked out, coupled with the occasional lucky rainstorm, the rescuers who rushed into the yard only killed one and brought out Cervantes.

Frontline doctors, alchemists, and magicians who are good at light magic formed a medical team, and the "Witch" Xiao En personally commanded it. As soon as the rescue team returned, Cervantes was immediately sent to the medical room.

Black Swan's team of alchemists also arrived at the front, led by Menzel.Originally Li Chen wanted to come in person, but Saenz felt that if Li Chen went there in person, he might be attacked on the road, so he didn't let him move.

Even so, having a Clermont and a Menzel on the front line is already considered the core configuration of the Black Swan.

The alchemist of Black Swan is here to check the drug, especially to check whether the "addictive" effect is caused by "Song of the Siren".So they gave Cervantes a rejection test as soon as they came, and after passing it, regardless of 21, they poured a pot of calming tea first before talking.

Cervantes was exhausted by their actions, but the calming tea made him clearer.

"you……"

Menzel didn't care about Cervantes' puzzled look at all, and turned to ask the rescuers, "Did you bring back anything containing medicinal ingredients?"

The rescuers shook their heads.

"Okay, then I'll offend you, Your Excellency." Menzel instructed the alchemists to grab Cervantes' finger, wipe it on the fingertip, and prick it with a silver needle baked on the flame. one time.

They took blood from two thin tubes.

This group of people whirled away, and the real medical team rushed in again.

With so many people walking around and talking, Cervantes felt dizzy.But he didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that he would wake up from the dream of being rescued when he opened them again.

"Your Excellency, rest when you are tired." A magician came over, and there seemed to be some kind of power in his words, which made people unable to resist listening, "Everything will be fine."

Cervantes slowly closed his eyes.