The power of heaven is as insignificant as human power,

How can we regard a huge building as if it were an overturned nest?

The steel fortress is majestic and sublime.

"What are you talking about?" Among the people holding guns, one person seemed to be in a state of extreme nervousness. At this time, he shouted loudly, and his finger on the trigger seemed to have already depressed the trigger.

That Mr. Lino stretched out his hand to press down. Although he was born blind, his other perceptions were far superior to those of ordinary people.

"This is one of the passages in "Edinburgh Gaol". The character Butler in the novel chants at the prison door when he is refused a visit to the prison." Lino said calmly, "It is not a spell."

"Well... Mr. Lino is also a sentimental person."

The witch looked back and smiled. As she smiled, the man who was shouting at him suddenly screamed in terror. He even threw the weapon in his hand to the ground in panic and exclaimed: "Snake! Snake!!"

Not only was he shocked, he seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing at this moment, and his whole person was in a state of loss of control.

Knight Lino frowned, then struck the out-of-control man on the back of the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious to the ground. At the same time, he faced the witch and said calmly: "Ms. Gillian, I don't mind.

Count your travel time into your visit time...if you like to stay here."

"I want to take back my compliments to you."

The witch turned around and set off again, but this time the pace was slightly faster.

It only took more than half an hour to walk from the tarmac to the castle on the hillside, and everyone had already arrived in front of the castle.

At this time, Lino took out a key wearing a necklace from his neck, walked to the castle gate, and inserted the key into the door hole in the center of the gate.

The ancient gate then slowly descended... The entrance was completely dark.

"Remember, you only have twenty minutes. That person, if nothing unexpected happens, will be on the tower in the east wing at this time... Go ahead."

"I strongly request that these twenty minutes be counted from the moment we meet, not from the moment I step in here." Ms. Gillian's voice suddenly became calm.

Mr. Lino seemed not to have heard. He waved his hand, and a subordinate took out the electronic timer. After Lino said "start", he pressed the timing button.

"What a boring and heartless man." The witch glanced resentfully, then lifted up her skirt and walked into the castle door.

Lino closed the castle door again and stood in front of it.

He took a deep breath, held it in both hands... as if holding a sword, and stood like this, with a serious look on his face.

"This is the first time I've seen Mr. Lino look so solemn..."

The subordinates talked quietly.

"There is nothing we can do about it, after all, it is locked inside, but a hundred years ago, one person almost paralyzed all the Round Table institutions in Great Britain, and even killed five of the Twelve Round Tables, the most ferocious and evil knights in history...

"

"Can anyone really live this long?"

"I really want to say that I was cursed..."

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On the spiral staircase, Ms. Gillian held an oil lamp in her hand and walked up step by step... In this spiral staircase, you can't see the end or behind you, and only the light shines in the darkness.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, the witch lady reached the top of the tower... The door in front of her was ajar and not locked.

She pushed it away.

In the room, there was only the orange light of the candle... The light and shadow also swayed due to the swaying of the candle. On the bluestone wall, there was a silhouette of a person projected.

Jillian took a deep breath, looked at the shadow on the wall, hesitated, and then turned to look at the shadow's body.

The only window in the tower room.

I saw a man with black hair sitting on the windowsill at this time. His hair was long and black, almost falling to the ground, and his hands and feet were shackled at the same time.

He held a small reading book in his hand. It was obvious that before the arrival of Miss Witch, he was reading at night and was still immersed in the world in the book.

He still heard the sound, so he raised his head...it seemed.

In the interplay of candlelight and moonlight, a face as thin and pale as a terminally ill anorexic patient appeared in front of Miss Witch's eyes.
Chapter completed!