A strange world

Chapter 643 Section 40. The Dungeon Keeper comes to his loyal dungeon

Annan could see clearly: the dozen or so monsters that escaped from prison seemed to be entangled in invisible spider webs, hanging and swinging in the air.

The first ray of light in the morning fell on the highest spire of the royal city. At the same time, the outlines of the warden and the weirdos gradually dimmed and disappeared.

Annan returned to the dungeon, and their bodies were still in their respective cells.

They disappear during the day.

The whole night was arranged and the tip was made at the end, but Annan did not get a chance to contact the warden - he just brought the warden with him.

There was no conversation, and no badge was seen.

But there should be new changes tonight.

Taking advantage of the fact that weird things would not be active during the day, Annan explored the Church of Order.

The warden prohibited prisoners from entering the church. Annan came to the chapel in the daytime. There was nothing inside, not even a trace of dust. Only the crooked and tilted benches spoke of the chaos, while the confessional in the corner was equally empty.

Statues of the Codex and pale marble are found throughout the church, and these are supposed to be symbols of the Order of the Church.

Annan continued to explore the baptistery, the bell tower and the rest room. The water in the baptistery had dried up. The door to the top floor of the bell tower was locked. There were only some leftover nuns' uniforms in the rest room.

Annan walked back to the main entrance of the church, and now only the second floor was left.

Following the stairs to the second floor, Annan went deep into the maze-like corridor, and finally came to a carved birch door in the deepest part.

This should be the Archbishop's room of the Church of Order. Annan reached out and pushed it, but it didn't move at all.

This door is locked.

When Annan was about to find something to smash it open, the Burnt Girl appeared and grabbed Annan's wrist.

"What's wrong?"

The burnt girl couldn't make a sound, but anxiously held Annan away from the door.

"You're trying to say something bad will happen if you force the door open?"

The Burnt Girl nodded.

It is estimated that the true form of the warden is inside.

The slug's body can observe the outside world during the day, and maybe the warden can too.

Annan gave up on forcing his way in, retreated to the church hall, and sat down on the steps at the door.

The royal city in the distance sits quietly. The princess did not burst out with power last night, but the Lost City looks fine now...

Looking into the distance, Annan remembered that he had stayed for four days, exceeding the time agreed with the Skeleton King.

"How far can you leave the body?" He asked the burnt girl. Thinking she couldn't answer, she added: "Can you get out of the city?"

The Burnt Girl nodded again.

Annan asked the Burnt Girl to leave the city now and tell the Skeleton King in the suburbs that she was fine.

The Burnt Girl refused to leave, so Annan said, "Are you worried about those prisoners? Don't worry, they can't do anything to me."

Annan's confidence infected the burnt girl, and he watched her walk into the shadow cast by a building and disappear.

There was still half time before night, Annan returned to the dungeon, stopped in front of each cell, and distinguished them through the body.

The drawing board must have been a weird drawing of the scene outside the city in real time the night before, and the boots were the hairless werewolf, because it was wearing the same boots. The candle has a human body, a strange head, and a piece of clothing. It is the most human-like thing among the prisoners.

Annan hesitated when identifying the slug, because it was an oil painting of a little boy lying on a horse and holding a wooden sword.

Time always passes very slowly when there is nothing to do, and it feels like a long time has passed before the sun sets again in the west.

The dungeon wakes up as the last ray of light disappears from the spiers of the royal city.

The weirdos betrayed by Annan gathered silently outside his cell - only at this time did they look a little bit like weirdos.

"you--"

"I saved you." Annan calmly interrupted the anger of the weirdos.

"The warden discovered our plan, so I had to stop you from escaping at the last moment." Annan looked at these weird and ferocious things, as if he were inspecting his own subjects: "Someone among us has informed..."

"That's you! I wonder why you would be so kind as to tell us how to escape from prison!" The flame of the candle flickered violently, and Annan could actually feel the anger from the luster of the flame.

Annan lowered his eyes calmly: "I think the traitor who snitched will not stop here. He will continue to target me and say bad things about me..."

"What qualifications do you, a guy who has only been here for two days, have to say this!"

"…and alienating our relationship."

The weird people's eyes fell on the candle head.

"Hey, you--"

The candle head was suddenly grabbed by the neck by the headless werewolf, and the candle on the head suddenly flickered on and off.

"You have the final say whether you can go out." It stared at Annan and said.

The weird drawing board put a pair of beautiful eyes on the blank drawing board: "I don't know why, I just want to listen to you."

The slug lying on its head also said: "I can prove that this guy has been wandering around outside the dungeon during the day."

The weirdos have proven Annan's innocence, and now it's their turn to deal with the real "traitor."

They wanted to kill the candle head that was about to go out, but Annan stopped them: "If we kill it, the warden will find out."

"What do you propose."

"Put it back in the dungeon."

A strange thing crawling like a carpet volunteered and led them to Candlehead's cell.

"You didn't kill me?" Candlehead, who was imprisoned in the cell, couldn't believe it... and was even a little grateful.

"You will understand that I did not lie to you."

Annan said, going out for fun with the weirdos.

The weirdos gathered around Annan, listening to his plan: "After last night's failure, the warden has become wary. So we have to change a method... You are scattered on the edge, and I will find a way to attract the warden. Pay attention, and then you take the opportunity to escape..."

The weirdos did not suspect Annan, they quietly approached the edge of the garden, waiting for the opportunity to come...

At a certain moment, when they were about to escape from prison, invisible spider silk fell from the sky and easily bound the monsters.

Hanging in the air, they were sent to the dungeon. At this time, they saw the warden standing in front of the dungeon and Annan, who was pointing at them.

Annan, who betrayed his accomplices, watched them disappear into the dungeon entrance.

"Lord Warden, may I ask..."

Before Annan could say anything, the silhouette of the warden disappeared.

Isn't it okay to crack down on prisoner escapes twice?

Annan recalled the ease with which the warden captured the weird things scattered around the church in an instant, without any warning at all, as if the sky above the church was covered with invisible spider threads...

It seems that having all the prisoners attack the warden is not going to work.

Annan returned to the dungeon, and the monsters he betrayed for the second time were slandering him because of his arrival.

Annan sighed: "I thought you would understand me..."