The passage is exceptionally long.
Just when people were wondering whether they would reach the center of the earth, the road that had been extending downwards suddenly turned a corner and showed signs of climbing upwards.
Ash looked down and saw that the road under his feet had turned into stairs, as if guiding them to a place that had been frozen for ages.
"Sigourney, have we discovered an ancient site?" he guessed optimistically.
"Do you think ancient ruins are easy to find?" Sigourney glanced back at him, "Just walk carefully and don't let your imagination run wild."
After walking for so long, it's impossible to have an empty mind. Ash shook his clasped hands slightly, a little curious: "What are you thinking about?"
Sigourney replied nonchalantly, "I wonder how long the enemy has been raising these rabbits."
"Storm Snow Rabbit?"
Sigourney nodded without comment, and her loose silver hair fluttered and swayed, like a cold spring reflecting the starlight, stirring up shallow ripples.
So beautiful.
Ash looked at it intently for a long time before he quietly reached out his other hand, picked up a strand of hair, and wrapped it around his fingertips. It was icy and cool, like the finest silk.
Sigourney, who was feeling uneasy due to the vague touch, said: “…” This kind of guy is the one who pushes the limit. He starts to act recklessly as soon as he gets the permission.
He quickened his pace with a cold face, causing the boy behind him to follow hurriedly and stumble, but he never intended to withdraw his permission. Even when Ash stumbled and accidentally pulled his hair, he did not ask Ash to let go of his hair.
On the contrary, when Ash realized that he had clumsily pulled Sigourney's hair, he quickly loosened the hair around his fingertips and whispered an apology behind Sigourney's back.
At times like this, they become particularly well-behaved and self-conscious, hiding all their aggression and aggressiveness.
Sigourney snorted softly, and it seemed like she was laughing.
Sigourney seems to be in a good mood?
Ash thought about it and decided to take the opportunity to ask about a little trouble he had recently.
"Sigourney, is it uncomfortable to be close to me?"
"Who told you what?"
"Quentin. He said it was very uncomfortable." He was tempted all the time, but couldn't swallow it all at once. At that time, Ash thought of Sigourney, wondering if she was also suffering when she was with him.
"...No." Sigourney said, "It's more uncomfortable to be close to Nance." And he has lived with Nance for more than ten years.
"How come?" Ash was puzzled. "Do I smell better than Mr. Nance?"
What a shameless guy——even though it is true.
With her back to Ash, Sigourney curled her lips and said, "Do you know how much people doubt their lives if they think an old man smells good and wants to eat him every day?"
Compared to restraining oneself from biting an old man, the target of temptation is changed to a young boy like Ash. Even if the temptation level is increased, the difficulty is actually greatly reduced, and it is much easier to accept.
Ash couldn't help but laugh, so was this why Sigourney was always nasty to Lord Nance?
He originally wanted to say that if Sigourney felt uncomfortable, she could bite him at any time and it was okay... In short, even if Sigourney felt uncomfortable, he wanted Sigourney to always be by his side.
However, it seems unnecessary to say it now.
He spoke slowly. Although walking up the stairs was very tiring, he didn't feel it was hard.
Until Sigourney paused slightly.
"Here we are," he said.
Ash raised his head and looked over Sigourney to a place not far away.
He saw a door, an ordinary wooden door, covered with thick frost.
Sigourney looked at the door and the environment near it with a scrutinizing gaze. After confirming that there was no danger, she pulled Ash and walked straight to the door. She gently slapped the door with her right hand, and the thick frost fell down. The wooden door also made a stale cracking sound, starting from the middle, and the broken marks spread to the surroundings like a spider web, and finally collapsed completely, falling piece by piece at her feet.
After the door fell, a warm breeze blew in from inside and brushed over Sigourney and Ash's shoulders.
In fact, it is not particularly warm, but compared with the severe cold here, it is exceptionally warm.
No wonder the frost on this side of the door wasn't very thick. It was because the temperature on the other side of the door was constantly melting the ice and snow.
The melting and freezing at the same time prevented the wooden door from being frozen in the huge ice block. Otherwise, when they came here, they would not see a wooden door, but an ice wall.
Ash: "Ancient ruins?"
This time Sigourney didn't say he was just daydreaming.
Because when he looked inside the door, as far as his sight could see, there were huge and exquisite murals. They seemed to be frozen in the extremely cold snowfield. It was unknown how long they had been there, but they were still vivid.
He led Ash inside the door.
And used the zero-ring magic "Illumination".
A fluffy ball of light hovered beside them, illuminating the room.
This was a closed hall with a very high ceiling, large and empty, with only a wooden door as an exit. The room was completely empty, completely different from the scene of finding a bountiful harvest of ancient ruins that one had imagined.
They walked along the hall and found it was so empty that there was not even a speck of dust.
"Nothing." Ash shook his head, but he didn't feel regretful. After walking around, his eyes were firmly attracted by the murals on the four walls.
The murals are huge paintings that use bright and vivid colors to create a series of bizarre pictures.
Ash roughly understood a few of the pictures.
For example, in the forest that blocks out the sun, tall elves sing and dance around a clear spring. The lush greenness blows in your face, making you seem to hear the sound of waves in the forest.
For example, in the eerie dark night, the pale vampires indulge in debauchery in the magnificent castle. They hold up wine glasses filled with blood and dance wildly on the dance floor. The ground is covered with bright red carpets, and the red color exudes a pungent fishy smell.
For example, in the fog of nothingness, vague ghosts are floating there, and many dark and negative emotions are overwhelming, almost making people feel despair.
For example, under the bright moonlight, the army of skeletons covered the hills like a tide, and through their hollow eyeballs, one could see the soul flames burning faintly in their skulls.
…
The magical and magnificent scenes depict all kinds of strange magical creatures.
But there were many more magical creatures that he didn't recognize.
"Are they all real magical creatures?" Ash felt that he had read too few books and did not recognize most of them.
Sigourney did not answer, and seemed to be absorbed in gazing at the mural.
Ash turned his head and found that something was wrong with Sigourney's condition - the vampire's eyes were extremely deep, and the aura around her was extremely cold for a moment, so cold that if Sigourney directly destroyed the murals in the next second, he would not find it strange.
"Sigourney?" he called him worriedly.
When she heard Ash's voice, Sigourney was startled for a moment, then her eyes cleared and she became the Sigourney that Ash was familiar with again.
What happened just now? Did you think of anything? Ash's eyes wandered over the mural, trying to find the trigger that made Sigourney abnormal.
Was it because the two murals of elves and vampires were so lifelike and vivid that the contrast between the two affected Sigourney?
Ash guessed, and turned his eyes to look at the most eye-catching mural here, intending to use this to divert Sigourney's attention.
"What is this?" he asked, pointing at the mural.
This is a blue sea, on which there is a small rocky island, which is very high, half submerged in the clouds. There are golden, silver, black, green, red... huge snake-like creatures of various colors, swimming lazily and wantonly in the sea and in the sky, arrogant and looking down, and showing a powerful strength that can match such arrogance.
Sigourney looked at the mural, which was facing the wooden door. This was the first thing he saw just now.
That's why he didn't laugh at Ash's wild ideas anymore.
He paused before saying, "...It's a dragon."
"Dragon?" This was the first time Ash had heard of this kind of magical creature. Just by looking at its appearance, it looked extremely powerful. Even if it was extinct now, there should be records of it in books, right? Did he really not read enough books?
"There are no dragons in Iluf anymore." Signe said calmly, "You don't need to understand too much."
Ash nodded, but he was still impressed by this majestic and beautiful creature and wanted to look up more information about dragons once he got out.
Now it seems that there is nothing else to gain here, Ash walked over to Sigourney and said, "Shall we go back the same way?"
Sigourney shook her head, walked to the mural, raised her hand and touched the wall: "Wait a minute."
At first glance, the four walls looked like ordinary stone walls, but after pondering for a long time, Signe, a master alchemist, came up with a guess: the material of the stone walls was probably the now-unavailable Balrog ore - a mineral associated with Balrogs.
Fire Demons only existed in ancient times. There are no Fire Demons in Iluf today, and naturally there are no Fire Demon mines associated with them.
No wonder the room is so warm, the Fire Demon Ore deserves credit for this.
Because Ash was curious, Sigourney gave him a brief explanation.
Very knowledgeable Sigourney!
Ash thought with admiration, the Balrog and the Balrog Mine are both from ancient times, and Signy actually has a way to tell. This is amazing!
He needs to read as many books as Sigourney does.
I heard from Lord Nance that Sigourney has read almost all the books in the wizard tower.
He also raised his hand and touched the warm wall: "Should we move them all back?"
It feels like finding a treasure in the ruins.
Signe glanced at him and said, "The energy of the ore will soon be exhausted. Then it will just be an ordinary stone."
Ash, who was thinking about how to move the bricks: "..." Let's take another look at the mural. This is probably the only gain they have after walking such a long distance.
He walked to the mural of the dragon clan, raised his hand and touched the tail of a golden dragon... which he could reach with his height.
The golden dragon lay on the sea with its huge eyes closed, as if it was taking a rest.
But even when resting, his majestic power leaked out.
This is a great painting. Ash touched the uneven wall, as if he really touched the cool and smooth scales. He curled his eyes and stroked it with some reluctance. Then he would make a golden dragon puppet? The majestic one!
Perhaps he was thinking too deeply and failed to control the strength in his hands - of course, Ash insisted that he did not use any force - with a crisp "clang" sound, a palm-sized golden tail scale fell off the mural and hit the stone floor.
Ash looked down, stunned: He, he touched the dragon's scales off?
Sigourney crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "Look at you, you rubbed off all the dragon's scales." Let you keep touching = =
Ash was at a loss: "I...I really didn't use much strength..."
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