Martin tactfully conveyed that he had other matters to attend to and would not be able to properly entertain them for the remainder of the day.
"I'm so sorry, I originally wanted you to have more time to experience the castle, but I really had no choice. If my poor hospitality has caused you a bad experience, then it is my fault."
Upon hearing this, Beaton's eyes lit up; they could finally leave this awful place.
An Ge smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits, as she listened to Martin's words, which implied he wanted them to leave.
Martin wouldn't let her leave when she wanted to before, but now he's in such a hurry to get rid of them. It seems there's something going on.
What should I do? I suddenly don't want to leave anymore.
"It's okay, Martin, you go about your business and don't worry about us. We'll take care of ourselves," An Ge said, feigning ignorance.
Martin said with difficulty, "Don't you have urgent business? This place is very far from the dwarves, if we're delayed..."
"It won't take up any time. We don't actually have anything urgent to do, so it's not too late to go anytime. Oh, Martin, I know you want us to stay longer but are worried about not being able to entertain us well. I assure you, you can rest assured about that."
The guest room you prepared was absolutely comfortable, and I even had a cute little companion to chat with when I was bored—it was so thoughtful. You really don't need to worry about anything else; we're friends, after all, so please don't be so polite with your friends.
Didn't you always want us to stay a little longer? I thought about it carefully, and if we didn't appreciate it, wouldn't we be being disloyal to our friends? Don't worry, you just go about your business; we can take care of ourselves.
Martin... damn friends, who wants to be friends with you guys?
Martin made a few more subtle remarks, but An Ge gave them noncommittal replies, which made Martin so angry that his breathing became heavier.
He wanted to simply kick them out, but considering their unfathomable strength, he worried about provoking their wrath. Furthermore, the castle couldn't afford any major upheavals before their arrival, so he swallowed his anger.
"Since you don't mind, why should I worry? However, due to some special circumstances, I hope you two will try not to move around unnecessarily for the next period of time."
An Ge nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at rice, "I'll try my best."
After Martin left, Beaton finally couldn't help but ask, "Lord Ann, why don't we just leave?"
An Ge smiled mysteriously, "Bidon, have you ever heard the saying, 'It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away'?"
Beaton scratched his head in confusion, not quite understanding what An Ge was saying. However, he did understand one thing: Lord An was indeed a deity.
Although he wanted to leave the vampire clan as soon as possible, Ange's orders always came first. If Lord Ange didn't want to leave, he wouldn't leave, and even the Elf King's words wouldn't matter.
After giving his instructions to Ango, Martin seemed to get really busy and was nowhere to be seen for two days. When asked, the butler only said that the master was dealing with some matters, and then refused to say anything more.
An Ge curled her lip. This guy was acting all mysterious.
In the past two days, the gods seemed to have given up on punishing them, and the power of the rules hadn't changed much. An Ge had gotten used to those rules, and sometimes she could easily evade them even by closing her Eye of Insight.
"It's getting a little boring." An Ge propped herself up with her hand and looked out the window.
It's like playing a game that gets boring if it's not updated for a long time.
These past two days, An Ge hasn't stayed quietly in her room as Martin had suggested.
She said she would "try her best," which is a vague term.
After two days of exploration, An Ge found nothing unusual, and that powerful aura never reappeared.
Ange had visited the little cabin at the end of the garden several times, but she had not found the little boy. It seemed that the person who appeared that day was her hallucination.
But Ange was certain that the little boy was still in the castle, but she didn't know why he kept hiding from her.
She wanted to ask Martin about the little boy, but Martin was too busy to be seen, and the butler was also tight-lipped.
“Guest, there are some things that don’t need to be explained. They concern my master’s private affairs, and I cannot disclose them to you,” the butler said.
An Ge shrugged, repeatedly indicating that she was a polite guest and would not ask any more questions she shouldn't.
Now, there is only one place in the entire castle that has not been explored. Martin said that it is a forbidden area of the castle and outsiders are not allowed to explore it.
Since the host had been so direct, no matter how curious she was, she couldn't just walk past openly. She had already said that she was a polite guest.
She had once observed it from afar; the entrance was covered by a dense power of rules, and stepping inside would certainly violate those rules.
Knowing that there are rules at play, the fact that Martin still doesn't want An Ge to enter suggests that there's something more important inside. Before things come to a head, An Ge doesn't intend to force her way in.
But before leaving, she definitely had to go and see him. Well, even a person who's always polite has their moments of transgression.
Of course, this was all on the premise that she could safely deliver Beaton. If he encountered any danger, she couldn't guarantee his safety.
Ange decided that if she couldn't find anything strange, she would prepare to say goodbye to Martin.
She didn't expect that just when she was starting to feel a little bored, something interesting would happen.
On the path leading to the castle, the group cautiously looked around. One of the women accidentally stepped on a tombstone, and the timid woman screamed in fright.
"Shut up if you don't want to die!" someone roared.
The woman quickly covered her mouth, revealing only her terrified eyes.
"Brother Heng, I'm scared." A woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old clung to the tall man's arm, as if only in this way could she find a sense of security.
Enjoying the woman's comfort, Li Heng said, "Ya Ya, don't be afraid. This is a good thing for us. Once we pass the test, we can become those kinds of people too."
"Yes, I believe in Brother Heng." Mu Ya's eyes were full of admiration.
Another woman with a hot figure rolled her eyes; she couldn't stand this kind of innocent, naive attitude. Especially since the other woman wasn't exactly attractive enough.
"Alright, since we've met in the same instance, we should stick together from now on. This is a beginner instance, so it shouldn't be too difficult in principle. But a beginner instance doesn't mean no one will die; there have been instances of total wipeout in the past."
I am your guide, and from now on, you'd better listen to me.
The group nodded repeatedly, afraid that if they were a step too late, the big boss would abandon them.
Wang Jun was satisfied with everyone's reaction. Most of these people had only experienced one instance of dungeon running, and four of them were complete newbies, so it was no small amount of pressure for him.
Fortunately, they seem to be quite obedient, which is good.
In God's realm, the most feared are those who are self-righteous.
Led by Wang Jun, the group carefully traversed the narrow path, only to be confronted by a magnificent castle. Anyone with dungeon experience knows that the real danger has begun.
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