After waking up

It's dark and damp, everything is made of black stones, and there seem to be all kinds of weird roars underground. The bust sculptures on the surrounding walls seem to be looking everywhere at any time. There is obviously no wind, but the candlelight is swaying. It is obviously extremely cold, but there is no Any ice.

This is the dungeon of the Black Castle, where Gormos, nicknamed Shadow Demon, is imprisoned. At this time, his hands and feet have been entangled with a kind of black thorns, and he is suspended in the air in a cell, with black spikes piercing his body. There was no blood spilled anywhere on the table.

And Mulan was leaning against the wall of the same cell.

"When I came off the battlefield, I suffered from severe mental illness. I always woke up from insomnia and nightmares. I accidentally went to the church and met a priest. He taught me how to obtain spiritual peace. This This was the beginning of my friendship with Alvin."

Mulan calmly told Shadow Demon about his and Ivan's past, until Ivan was attacked and died.

"I thought that Alvin could only survive in my memory from now on, but you seem to have something else to say?"

Mulan looked at Shadow Demon, who saw chapped lips, sunken eye sockets, and bulging eyes.

"Ho, ho, ho water, Lord Jones, please give me water."

"The black thorns will slowly suck your plasma, absorbing your physical strength and even your magic power. Water alone is not enough to relieve your thirst. Drink this."

Mulan raised a gooseneck kettle in his hand, walked over and brought it to Shadow Demon's mouth, gently tipped the kettle, and a light green liquid was poured out.

Shadow Demon quickly struggled to catch it with his mouth.

"Gulu, Guru, Guru."

It was cool and sweet, as if it was the taste of the source of life, but after only a few sips, Mulan removed the gooseneck pot.

"Give me some more, give me some more."

Shadow Demon looked longingly at the kettle.

"You said that someone can steal your magic power, but everyone knows that magic power cannot be stolen. Even if people in certain special professions seem to be able to do this, it is actually just an illusion. Even if you are deprived of your magic power, Power ceases to be your magic power the moment it leaves you.”

Shadow Demon looked up at Mulan, racking his brains to think.

"Indeed, you are right, but I can't explain what I saw. You have also been in contact with that familiar master. It's really not me playing tricks on you. I have no reason or courage to do this!"

"You really don't have such a reason, but that is when you are in a normal state of mind. You have already devoured one person. No one knows if you have done anything else in private. If you are affected by some evil ritual, , then it is not impossible to be mentally incomplete!”

Mulan stared at Shadow Demon, his cold eyes seemed to pierce his heart, and the latter's originally calm mood suddenly became excited.

"No, no, I just ate people in the dangerous situation yesterday. I have never done this before. The magic potions I took were all specially provided for the royal family. Even if they contain some special ingredients that stimulate potential, they are inherited by the royal family. Secret recipe!”

"Really? I don't have the ability to read minds. I don't know whether what you say is true or false. Do you want to go to the Holy Mountain to ask for the holy relics from the Holy Church?"

Shadow Demon was breathing heavily. He wanted to struggle but was stung by thorns. He couldn't exert any strength. He knew that Mulan was unlikely to believe him. To be honest, if he were in a different place, he himself might not believe these words.

But when Shadow Demon was a little desperate, Mulan gave him hope.

Mulan grabbed Shadow Demon's chin and pulled the hanging man's head lower so that the two of them looked directly into each other's eyes.

"But I believe you are telling the truth!"

What?

Shadow Demon looked at Mulan in disbelief. Even he doubted himself, but Mulan Jonst actually said he believed him.

lie? Teasing and taunting me?

But facing Mulan's eyes, Shadow Demon had a vague feeling that what Mulan said was what was in his heart, and the emotional response was extremely strong.

A sense of sincerity can be created and performed, especially when the other party's will is weak. The devil's power can easily sense the other party's various emotions and negativity, and can better grasp the reversal of the rope in despair.

Mulan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and let out a slight laugh.

"Oh, are you thinking, since I believe you, why do I still torture you?"

Shadow Demon nodded subconsciously. Mulan let go of Shadow Demon's jaw, picked up the gooseneck pot and shook it.

"Even if you are telling the truth, based on your betrayal of the Queen, these tortures are justifiable, not to mention."

Mulan turned to Shadow Demon again.

"Even acting requires verisimilitude."

acting?

"I want to make a deal with you. First, I will submit a report that is biased toward you within the credibility range. Second, I will protect your family. Then, I will even find a way to set you free. Don’t ask me how to do it, I can’t guarantee that it will be achieved, but I will try my best!”

Shadow Demon swallowed.

"So what does it cost me?"

"Don't be nervous, I don't need you to sell your soul, I just want you to help me investigate something!"

"What's up?"

"Actually, it has something to do with what you said. Do you know where the contradictory yet compatible power of darkness and light in your mouth comes from?"

Before Shadow Demon could speak, Mulan continued talking to himself.

"A heretic from a church. Even if the church is covering up some things, there are still obvious traces. What's more, I may have happened to meet the victim that day, so the attack on Priest Bondi must not have been that simple. "

"I want to know who the heretic is and why he is looking for Ivan. If he is looking for Ivan, is it possible that Ivan is still alive?"

"How can I find out about this kind of thing? Will the church tell me?"

Mulan smiled.

"Perhaps not the Holy Church."

"Then what are you talking about."

Shadow Demon's voice suddenly dropped. He thought of a terrible possibility and couldn't help but look at Mulan with wide eyes.

"Hahaha, it seems that you have realized it. That's right. Why were you framed? Because you are a member of the Queen's special guard? Is it just a coincidence? I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

Mulan looked at Shadow Demon with cold eyes, as if he could see through the other person's cowardice and fear.

"He will come to you! The person you said stole your magic power, whether he is the heretic or not, he will definitely find you again!"

Shadow Demon's pupils dilated slightly. At this moment, there seemed to be endless negativity surrounding him, raising the fear in his heart and shattering his will. Those were the shadows lingering in the shadows, those were the eyes in the darkness!

Be afraid, be afraid, and tremble with the magic power!

Mulan was roaring in his heart. Under his influence, the frequency of Shadow Demon's magic power became clearer and clearer in his eyes. The magic power that returned yesterday became more active in Shadow Demon's body.

"If, if that's the case, how are you going to save me?"

Shadow Demon's face was pale, and his voice was trembling. The fear of the darkness in his heart far exceeded the fear of the Holy Inquisition. The darkness in his heart was the ultimate terror, as if it could swallow his soul at any time. .

"I said that I will try my best. At least you still have such hope as me. Even if it is to know the truth, I will try my best to see you again, right? Can you still count on the Holy Church?"

Shadow Demon stared at Mulan, he gritted his teeth and spoke with an accent.

"Indeed, I have no choice, Lord Jones, I hope you can keep your promise!"

"I am a Shining Knight!"

Mulan answered solemnly, raised the gooseneck pot again, and poured out the liquid. Shadow Demon didn't care about anything at the moment and just drank crazily.

After a while, Mulan walked out of the dungeon and looked back in the dark direction with very calm eyes.

Gormos's fear of the darkness has been stretched to a considerable height, and coupled with the hidden magic power, from will to spirit to magic power, it reacts on the body, which is enough to create an almost dominant interference resonance.

Nothing could ever be so perfect and lucky.

Cowardice mixed with greed, arrogance mixed with low self-esteem, no pity in his heart but longing for the mercy of others, high desire in his heart but no one dares to spy on him secretly. Perhaps only loyalty to the queen is the excellence of Gormos that Mulan can intuitively see. Quality, but even this quality comes with a discount.

‘Golmos, the power of shadow has been used too weakly by you. You are not worthy of being called a shadow demon at all! ’