Trafford’s Trading Club

Claudia just feels cold, and some things she doesn't even want to think about, but uncontrolled in fear is her mind in addition to her trembling body… the mind runs uncontrollably.

How could the High Priest know her name - she never revealed her true name to anyone in the City of the Sun, even Ibn, who had mistakenly identified her as Princess Arman at first.

Therefore, in the City of the Sun, there are theoretically only two people who can know her name… Otto, as well as Rochu.

Otto has been captured by the High Priest in front of her. As for Rocchu, he is still out of contact… Is it true that Otto, under the pressure of the High Priest, has taken everything, including that they are actually from the outside world of the City of the Sun…

No... No, there's actually another possibility!

A possibility that she subconsciously doesn't want to believe, even instinctively, that she doesn't want to testify - this high priest in front of her, and her father, Professor Shegatu, is the same person!

This makes it even easier to explain many things - for example, the artifact hosted by Lord Yamanlana - which is clearly a weapon made by man outside, brought to the City of the Sun by his father, Professor Shegatu, and handed it over to Princess Yamanlana, claiming to be a gift from God.

For example, why are people like Aria here called Ibn, but the High Priest, both outside and here, uses the same name?

Even… at this moment the High Priest revealed a feeling that made Claudia very familiar - earlier, when she was going to sneak away from the loft of the banquet, the first time she met the High Priest, it was because of the appearance of that feeling that she would not hesitate to plunge into his arms.

“You... who the hell are you? ”

Countless doubts emerged in Claudia's mind —— whether the man in front of her was a real high priest, or a high priest disguised as a giant beast, or... a real Professor Shegatu.

The High Priest said softly at this point, "Claudia, don't you believe me? ”

“Believe…”

Claudia only felt that feeling of sobriety striking again, unusually heavy... her eyelids gradually closed, eventually dark in front of her eyes, completely unconscious.

Her body also collapsed - it did not land, before the High Priest took a step forward and held her body steadily.

“My name is Shegatu.” The High Priest whispered in Claudia's ear at the moment: "Wherever I am, I have only one identity…”

He lifted Claudia to the bed, retrieved the kettle again, and slowly poured the liquid into her mouth.

Shortly afterwards, the High Priest left the princess's dormitory and prepared to return to the temple.

“Tonight, much longer than usual.” The high priest suddenly stopped and stared at the moon above the night sky.

The accompanying White Robe Guard came forward at this time: "Perhaps it is because we are approaching the longest day of the night. ”

And the high priest was so cold that he said, "When the longest day of the night comes... it will be the day of God's extinction. ”

The White Robe Guardian approached, naturally listening clearly to the words received by the High Priest. His face changed slightly and he looked at the man in the black robe in front of him with horror and horror... On his forehead, he still unconsciously appeared a fine sweat bead.

“Just kidding.” The High Priest took a random look at it and said something unexpectedly disingenuous: “After all, I'm the only one in Sun City who can make jokes like this... How can you hear me if I don't tell you? ”

“High... high priest?” The White Robe Guard just feels like even the back is starting to cool down right now.

Instead, the high priest shook his head and withdrew his hands. He, dressed in a black robe, soon merged with the darkness before dawn.

……

……

Ibn actually woke up halfway, but found himself dragged forward by that horrible guy, and instantly passed out again.

So, he woke up for the second time... and the nerves adapted a little bit to his current fears.

There are stone walls around, not dim, even unusually bright... from the fire, the oil light! A huge shadow, right on the wall behind Ibn's location, side by side with Ibn.

He looked at the huge shadow on the wall in horror and his neck became stiff... he bit his finger and moved his gaze slightly, finally seeing the source of this huge shadow!

From the light of fire - the horrible guy who dragged himself into this place!

Ibn can only see the other person's back clearly... it's covered in rough grey long hair! Ibn swears he hasn't seen anything like this in his memory!

It's turning its back to Ibn, and it seems to be eating something… it's got a bunch of scattered grey bones next to it —— looking at the different levels of corruption in these bones, speculating that this terrible thing seems to be living in this place, and it's been around for some time.

Are these... human bones?

Ibn's teeth couldn't help but start trembling. He swallowed his saliva and whilst this terrible thing was eating behind his back, he quietly climbed up and moved his footsteps toward what seemed like a door.

After taking two steps, Ibn looked back in horror and saw that this horrible guy was still eating. He didn't care about himself before he let himself down and continued to move forward quietly.

So many times, finally, the exit door was close to his eyes, Ibn couldn't help but get more nervous... he reached for the door, ready to push it open, and ran at all costs - he didn't want to be the monster's food.

But right now!

Boo--!

Something knocked on the wall and suddenly remembered, Ibn shocked, instinctively squatting his pillow head on the ground, shouting in horror: "Don't eat me! Don't taste bad for me! Me, me, me... I haven't solved anything in my stomach today! I... I really don't like it...! ”

Giggle, giggle...

Something seemed to roll under Ibn's feet. He opened his eyes and distinguished himself as a bone that hadn't finished eating the flesh on it... it looked like a leg bone or something!

Ibnton's eyes were dark and he was about to faint again, and the grey-haired horror guy suddenly stood up.

“This time you go back to sleep, I'll think about eating you. ”

“Don't... don't... don't... eat?” Ibn first lay on the ground and begged for forgiveness in horror, but at this moment he suddenly raised his head - did he hear correctly?

This horrible guy, he can talk?

At this moment, Ibn glared at her eyes and couldn't hold her body to tremble... but her appearance gradually became clearer - he finally saw her!

Long grey hair... turns out it's just the fur of an unknown beast - this guy is obviously alone!

A guy in animal skin with a mask created by a strange animal skull on his head - this animal skull mask makes this guy look horrible... especially in a dark environment!

“You... you?” Ibn opened his mouth and, having learned that he was a human being, he couldn't help but relieve himself and sat on the ground like he was dried up - his palms pressed against the rolling bones.

Ibn's subconscious picked up and looked at it and found that the game was not human... it seemed to be bull bone.

The other person did not speak, just sat directly in front of Ibn... dressed in animal skins and wearing animal skulls, he looked much more dramatic than Ibn, the pressure still made Ibn feel a little relaxed and suddenly became nervous again.

For a while.

“This... this brother?” Ibn tries to talk to each other: “What do you call it? ”

“Night watchman.” He said a name coldly, "just call me the Night's Watch. ”

“The Night's Watch?” Ibn nodded his subconscious spot, randomly looking around, pointing around: “Here… is this? ”

The Night's Watch's attitude made Ibn a little confusing, but when he heard it, he replied softly: "This is the basement in the former Queen's bedroom. ”

“Ex-queen?” Ibn jumped in shock, looking rather frightened, exaggerating: “Here? ”

The Night's Watch just glanced at him casually and did not overreact.

Ibn calmed down, sat down again, and said to himself: “I heard that the former queen died suddenly, and no one knows the cause of her death yet... There are many rumors that the former queen was killed, and that her soul has stayed where she lived since her death...”

Ibn sneaked another look at the Night's Watch in front of him and subconsciously said: “It's said that something horrible will appear in the former queen's bedroom... No, it's not you? ”

“Never knew.” The Night's Watch said softly: “Now, I guess that's me. ”

“Who are you? Why hide here, pretend like this, scare the royal palace people?” Ibn couldn't help but frown and ask.

The Night's Watch said softly: “Why are you breaking in here instead of this... Don't you know that the guards of your palace are forbidden to enter? ”

Ibn Hippie smiled against the wall: “People are other people, I'm me. How is that? Dude, if you want to know, simple... tell me where you came from first? ”

The Night's Watch shook his head, “Then don't say it... you'll have to say it for a long time anyway... you look like you can't keep a secret. ”

You're such a big mouth...

Ibn didn't like it. He laughed twice and suddenly jumped up. "Wait till I see what you look like... the guy who pretends to be a ghost! Today, Master Ibn taught you what it means to be a grandfather! ”

Three seconds later.

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Hero, forgive me! I'm wrong... I'm wrong, okay? ”

“No!” The Night's Watch sneered.

At this time, he sat directly on Ibn, picked up a piece of flesh, and the bloody bones began to bite.

How did Ibn know that he was such a scum, that he could be solved on the ground in a few moments... At this time, he wanted to cry without tears, begged for forgiveness, and finally said with a big mouth why he came here before and after.

“… that's the way it is.” Ibn stretched his hands open and tried to look back at the Night's Watch sitting behind him, "Dude... can you not sit on me? ”

“No.” The Night's Watch threw the bones out of his hand and touched the blood on his mouth before asking softly: "You say, besides you, there are three other people who joined you in the palace, and even one of them looks exactly like Princess Arman Lana... where are they? ”

“Didn't I tell you?” Ibn helpless: “I don't know how I passed out and woke up and ran away to this place... I don't know? Can you get up first, my waist? ”

The Night's Watch ignored Ibn's croaking at this moment and spoke to himself: “Princess Arman Lana? Is... is someone coming in again? ”

“Outside? Outside what?” Ibn subconsciously said, "Outside the palace? Who else but us? ”

Ignoring the Night's Watch, he stood up and went to the corner of the basement - covered with a huge cloth - where the Night's Watch lifted the cloth and revealed what was inside.

There's a lot of things in here that Ibn has never seen, and there's only one thing, and he looks so familiar —— suddenly, Ibn slaps himself in the head and shouts, “God... artifact? You... you have artifacts too? ”

Click--!

The Night's Watch manipulated Ibn's artifact, the black pistol, with a magazine.

“Dude, where the hell are you?” Ibn approached and asked nervously.

The Night's Watch glanced at him and pointed the artifact in his hand directly at Ibn... against his forehead - Ibn consciously raised his hands and said, "Dude... I... shouldn't have asked, shouldn't have asked...”

And the Night's Watch suddenly said, "Ibn, right? ”

Ibn nodded consciously, "Go ahead! ”

The Night's Watch said directly: "Now there is a lot of money to make… there is an opportunity to get huge wealth in front of you, do you want it? ”

“Huge fortune?” When Ibn listened, he came to the spirit, even forgetting the fear of the artifact against his forehead, his eyes glanced: “What is it? ”

“Kill the High Priest with me.” The Night's Watch laughed at this moment.

Ibn blinked... and then fainted directly on the ground, looking immobile - the Night's Watch lifted his feet silently and looked under Ibn's crotch and stepped on.

Ibn hurriedly rolled aside and climbed up in panic, his face like a bitter melon: “Dude... you're talking about a huge fortune that needs to be enjoyed... to kill the high priest? Am I crazy? ”

“If I say that as long as you succeed in killing the High Priest, I will have the means to take you away from this City of the Sun, even…” The Night's Watch says at this time, “What about leaving this desert? ”

Ibn: “!! ”