Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 109 Lineup Adjustment
After the break, Lyle and others decided to split up.

Violet, who was powerless against vampires, brought the comatose Ralph back to Narannia for treatment, while Karen, who had the ability to chase, and Lyle, who had the "power of the holy light", continued to track down the escaped Bolivan. In order to avoid future troubles forever.

In the depths of the Naslan mountain forest is endless green. Every branch and every young leaf around is the same in Lyle's eyes. Among them, you will always remember that you are the master of the forest.

"You did well, Master Lyle." Just when Lyle was distracted, Karen's joyful voice reached his ears.

What did I do?Lyle turned around suspiciously.

I saw the light dust splashed on the grass blades, like the phosphorescence flowing on the lake, extending from the eyes of the two into the deep forest.

"Master Lyle, you are really amazing! With your power, we will be able to wipe out that female monster."

These beacons of holy light seemed to be handwritten by Ms. Ariane. Lyle was relieved. It seemed that he could perform a hand of the holy light. With the help of Ariane, the pursuit of the two was much safer.

The images of trees repeatedly appearing in front of the eyes, the shadows of the trees that block the sun, people who walk through such dense forests, it is easy to ignore the concept of time. After walking for a long time, the only proof that can represent a long journey is probably It was Lyle's sore legs and the blisters on the soles of his feet.The pain has been relieved, and the water film of Shuishui exudes cold air on the feet, and Lyle feels his legs are stepping forward in the deep sea.

Looking at Kallen walking on the side, her light and shadow armor has not dissipated. Although she is not sure of the exact weight, the muddy ground she walked on shows that her walking should be more difficult, but she persisted without making a sound .

Sure enough, I'm not expected to be a close combat professional, Lyle thought.

The building in front of him is like a sunken ship stranded on land, or an ancient artifact that has been half excavated.The huge arched building is inlaid in the ground, completely covered by dense vegetation, and has been integrated with this mountain forest. From the back, it may be mistaken for a raised hill.

A mausoleum.

Among the vines hanging down in front of him, Lyle saw that, the emblem of three slender arms crossed and holding an apple, the emblem of Naslan.

"This is Naslan's mausoleum."

The two looked at each other and pushed open the iron carved door.

Naslan's mausoleum is much more beautiful than Andrei's mausoleum, it seems to be prepared for the living.

Who would have thought that behind that heavy door, there was actually a place similar to a living room.

It is sterling silver.

This made Lyle have to doubt the rumors about the last Duke of Naslan being a master of alchemy.

When other nobles were still using marble, he built himself a small room of pure silver.

The grooves on the wall hold exquisite candlesticks, and those yellow candles are still well preserved, and the fragrance can still be smelled in a very close place.

A small side door leads to the inner room, without stopping in the silver world, the two walked inside.

Without the intake of light, the inside is much darker, and a protrusion in the darkness can barely be seen.

Like a lever?
"Your Excellency Lyle, please be careful, there are strange things in this tomb."

Kallen's hands condensed the holy light, illuminating the darkness, the aisle when the two came, the metal floor in front of them was obviously different from other places, and the pull rod on the metal floor.

Kallen took the holy light one step further, the darkness in front of her remained unchanged, and the light couldn't illuminate anything, as if the front of her was empty.

"Maybe it's magic, Lord Lyle, to avoid magic that probes the tomb."

"It seems that pulling the lever is the only way. After all, Bolivan fled to the inside, which means that our way forward exists."

"Okay, but, Lord Lyle, please let me pull."

Karen thickened the phantom armor on her arm a few layers, and pulled the long pole.

The sound of chains sliding around, the sound of gears turning, and with the activation of the mechanism, those blocked stone walls revealed hidden lighting devices, pieces of ore emitting yellow light.

The mystery that Kallen's holy light could not reach the front was solved.

The reason why I can't find anything is because there is nothing in front of me.

The position of the two is like a small gap on a vertical cliff.

Lyle looked at the scene at his feet.

"My holy light." Duke Naslan built a dungeon in his mausoleum.

The special iron plate was an elevator, and the two of them stood on the iron plate, looking at the ever-enlarged city in front of them.

There are many huge silver mirrors fixed above the city. The smooth mirrors reflect the light of those luminous stones, covering the whole city in golden yellow. This underground city is golden.

The commercial area, residential area, and lord's castle all have the same architectural style as Narania. Even the plants and flowers are replicas of gold and gemstones.

Everything about Naslan is covered here except people.

"Your Excellency Lyle! We still have to hunt down vampires!"

When Kallen called him, Lyall's eyes were fixed on an agate bee perched on a golden rose, its wings made of pieces of silk covered in a gold frame.

"Okay, Kallen." After being baptized by Mr. Dragon's treasure, Lyle's concentration has made great progress.

The two walked towards the inner city, just like Narania, it was on the side of the city, the difference was that Narania was next to the mountains of Naslan, and this city of gold was next to a huge The metal disc, like the gate of a bank vault, is dozens of times larger.

Lyle recalled the encounter between himself and Kallen patrolling the inner city of Narannia, and unknowingly evoked uncomfortable experiences.

Strangely, history seems to be repeating itself.

"Thief, the thief who stole my armor!"

Lyle was stunned for a moment, wanting to wonder if Karen made a mistake, how could there be such a persistent thief who stole your silver knight armor and came out to tease you over and over again.

Lyle looked in the direction Karen was rushing towards, but his pupils dilated in an instant.

The thief didn't run away, she stood in front of the gem-studded fountain, facing the two of them, the silver knight's armor looked dim against the surrounding gems, but the elegant temperament of the lady was enough to make her the protagonist of this treasure.

Lyle's lips parted slightly, and the exclamation in his mouth was slight enough to be ignored because of surprise.

"Ai... Ms. Ariane?"

Ms. Ariane is the one who stole Kallen's armor. The silver knight armor she wears all the time is the family heirloom of the Kallen family?
Facing Kallen's charge, Ariane seemed calm and composed, even though the warhammer in Kallen's hand began to charge.

almost.

Ariane took a small step back and snapped a garnet from the outer edge of the fountain.

The sound of mechanism activities came from the ground, and between the two of them, a gap appeared in the seamless floor, which happened to be right under Karen's feet.

"Despicable, despicable, despicable, despicable!" Karen's echo came from the black void.

Arian puts the garnet back in place and the crack closes like it never happened.

Ariane walked up to Lyle, not paying attention to Lyle's surprise.

"The wealth of this city carries organs, it's best not to touch it casually, Mr. Epidemic Doctor."

"Ms. Ariane, Kallen...you..."

Perhaps Lyall's stammering slightly annoyed Sister Arion, who interrupted him.

"The girl is fine. The next scene is too early for her ability. From now on, I will act together as a teammate of Mr. Plague Doctor. The agency is not dangerous, but it will lock her up for a while. I'll let her out later."

"Let's go, Mr. Plague Doctor, there are still vampires waiting to be dealt with."

"...OK."

"Put on your disguise, Mr. Epidemic Doctor, to avoid accidents, you should get used to hiding your identity."

"Ok."

　I want to arrange to write a day of writing tomorrow, to see what the limit of my explosion is, I have a draft of the next plot, let's not talk too much, so as not to be beaten tomorrow, I will draw a cake for you first. (My current update speed is about two hours and one chapter.)
　　
　
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