Release that Witch

Bishop Mein stepped through the circular staircase of the next order and walked deep into the ground.

This is a naturally formed tiankeng. It can be at least four towers in depth. It is about 20 feet in diameter and is more than enough to be crammed into a lord's castle. The cave was not dim at first, and there was a skylight on the high dome. Light passed through a window and fell into the ground, leaving a winding spot on the stone wall cast by the ice.

As the height continues to drop, the spot gradually darkens and quickly merges with the stone wall. However, the center of the pothole reflects a faint blue light. The more you go down, the more obvious it is. Even if you don't hold the torch, you won't fall into the dilemma of reaching out.

The stairs at the foot are like a small snake that surrounds the pothole and clings to the rock wall.

The stairs are cut from granite and are rectangular and thick three fingers, enough for two people to walk side by side. One end is embedded in the rock wall and the other end is suspended. In order to prevent accidental fall, the suspended ends are provided with wooden railings, and the railings are connected by ropes.

He didn't count how many stairs there were, but he knew that the laying of every slate was arduous. The stonemasons of the church hang down on the ropes, tapping deep enough grooves on the hard rock, and then stuffing a piece of stone into it. Every movement must be careful, because the rope slips or breaks into the bottom of the pit, and there are as many as 300 people.

If the Hermes Cathedral built on the top of the head is a symbol of the unyielding spirit of the church, then the Hermes institution hidden deep in the bottom of the cave is the true core of the church.

The stone wall of the steps is inlaid with the stone of the gods. Every 100 steps, there will be a trial army guarding the guards. There is also a team of gods in the organs waiting to meet the invaders. There are many sandbags and gravel buried between the dome and the mezzanine of the cathedral floor. If the holy city defense fails, and the people have to evacuate, the pope will start a trap and let the gravel and gravel completely bury it here.

Although Mayn was not the first to go to Hermes, the feeling of walking in the air still made him feel dizzy. Especially when looking to Zhang, there is always the illusion that you are falling.

He was relieved when his feet were on a solid ground.

At the bottom of the tiankeng is a huge disc-shaped white grindstone with a smooth surface like a mirror. Standing on it, you can even see your reflection clearly. After the craftsman's ingenious design, the light from the skylight of the dome is condensed several times in the wall of the pit, and it will just gather on the grindstone at the bottom of the hole. Even if the torch is not lit, the bottom of the tiankeng is not dark.

Only when you are at the bottom of the pit will you find that the sun is not colorless. After the grindstone was illuminated, it reflected a faint blue light, and looked up. The whole tiankeng was lit by this blue light, showing a cold color. If you look closely, you can also notice that there are countless dusts flying in the light, like the tiny creatures recorded in the ancient books.

Using the naturally formed holes in the wall of the cave, the church opened the connection and further expanded and built the Hermes institution. Thanks to these well-connected holes, the air flow is smooth and there is no such feeling of decay and dullness in the depths of the ground.

When Mayn entered the door of the government, the defense force was suddenly stricter. Here the judges are a group of five, guarding each level - they are the most loyal warriors of the church. Once they accept this duty, everyone will spend the rest of their lives in the institution and never return to the ground.

In fact, only he and the pope could enter and leave the organization, and even the two archbishops, Heather and Teflon, could not get involved.

But Mayn is not sure how many roads there are in the agency. In addition to this main road in the south, there are many branch passages on both sides. Walking along them all the way, more branches are often found. Some were used by the church, while others were simply sealed. He had heard that when the organ was built, several craftsmen mistakenly entered the unmarked martyrdom, and as a result, they lost their way and never found the way back.

The straight main road leads to the depths of the mountain. Every 30 feet (about 100 meters), there is a checkpoint. Mayn knows that the tasks between the agencies in each level are different. The outermost section is the living area, where the warriors who live at the bottom of the cave live. The second paragraph is the archives, which are used to store paperwork, scraps and ancient books. The third paragraph is the prison area, where some prisoners who cannot see the light... and innocent people are held.

After crossing the three levels, Mayn stopped. Going forward, it is the secret area of ​​the institution. All the research and inventions of the church come from there. Without the consent of the pope, you can't go without permission. For more than three years as an archbishop, he only went in once.

Mayn turned to the left and turned into a ramp.

The martyrdom was very short. It didn't take long for him to come to the head. When he saw the appearance of the bishop, the judges who stood by the gate immediately held the boxing chest. "Adult!"

Mayn nodded, "Open the door."

Inside the door is a corridor with burning turpentine torches on the wall, like countless pulsating lights in the darkness, extending along the walkway to the end. There are many thick wooden doors juxtaposed on both sides, and a number plate is hung in the middle of each door.

The trial warrior raised the torch and walked in front of the road. Mayn walked and watched the changes in the numbers on the number plate. When he saw the mottled house number marked with the number 35, he stopped and pulled out the key and inserted it into the keyhole. The sound of the lock opening was particularly harsh at the bottom of the silence, and a faint echo came from the end of the corridor. As if to send out a signal, a lot of door openings followed by a cry, there are men, there are women. If you listen carefully, most of them are "please let me go!" "Save me!" "I beg you, kill me!"

Mayn is unmoved. After he was at the door, he went into the room and closed the wooden door to isolate the noises.

Through the iron railings, the bishop saw an old man sitting on the bed – perhaps he was not old, but now his hair was white and his forehead was covered with wrinkles. The beard has not been scratched for a long time, almost to the neck. Since he had not seen the sun for too long, his skin was pale and his hands and feet were as thin as bamboo poles.

Mayn looked at the lunch box next to the iron railing. The food inside had barely moved. He sighed. "You should be better for yourself. The church does not lack such a point. Your meals are based on the king's standard." In addition to no wine, even the fish is from the good squid in the clear water port. You should be familiar with its taste, Wimbledon squat?"