Manda slept until noon, but his physical strength did not recover much. His body was still in the carriage, consuming his physical strength every minute.


    Jorden woke up Manda. He sat by Manda''s bed with curly silver hair hanging on Manda''s face.


    Manda opened her eyes. If it weren''t for lack of strength, he would cry out.


    Looking at the shy and nervous young man, Jorden really likes him. It''s a pity that he can''t hear Manda''s voice.


    Damn gun, what are you doing so close to me? Manda scolded in her heart, avoided Jorden''s silver hair, put on her clothes and sat up.


    "Messenger, you should send me the blessing of the Lord."


    Manda nodded. "I want to pray for you. I have to go to the carriage and get the gods and candles first."


    "I have all these things," Jordon laughed. "There is a church in my castle."


    "I know you are a devout believer, but my statues and candles carry the holy light of the Lord, and ordinary things cannot be replaced."


    Jordon shrugged his shoulders. Without stopping, Manda followed the waiter to the stable and got into the carriage.


    Only when the distance was no more than ten feet could Manda withdraw her separation. When she returned to her body, Manda breathed a long sigh of relief and felt that a heavy bag had been unloaded from her shoulder.


    Old yaman took out a stack of parchment from his arms and stuffed it into Manda''s hand.


    Manda was not in a hurry. He knew that old yaman had succeeded. The big crab really didn''t disappoint him.


    Next, he wanted to follow the waiter to pray for yel don, and he was waiting for him in the church.


    No way, the play must be done enough. Manda knelt in front of the statue of the Lord of punishment and thought about the process of prayer.


    If she prayed like an ordinary Punisher, it didn''t seem to accord with her sacred identity. Looking at Jordon''s expectant eyes, Manda spoke her mother tongue again.


    "Great Hermes, please look here. The spell of the God of the night is torturing me. It is sucking my divinity and my soul. Please protect me and let me get rid of this terrible spell. Please help me and keep this damn gun away from me..."


    Before long, Jorden heard Manda''s even and deep breathing.


    "He''s asleep?" Jorden looked at rickan.


    Rakian shrugged and said, "maybe he''s listening to the Lord''s Oracle."


    After sleeping off and on for a day, Manda finally recovered some spirit. After dinner, she returned to the room. Manda took out the parchment given to him by old yaman and smiled with satisfaction.


    I don''t know whether it was painted by old yaman or crab. Although it''s not a standard map, it''s very vivid.


    This painting reproduces all the scenes in the tunnel with the action track of crabs. It looks like a comic book.


    The first picture shows the crab hiding under the flower bed. Hearing the call of old yaman, he dug into the tunnel with two huge pliers.


    What language do they communicate with each other? Does the crab know the situation on the ground? Or can old yaman command the crab at any time?


    Manda is curious, but that''s not the point.


    The second painting is the scene in the tunnel. Judging from the painting, the tunnel is very spacious. Cancer can easily turn around in it, and there is a row of fire plates on the walls on both sides, which should be lighting facilities.


    The third picture is an upward staircase, which proves that this is either an exit or an entrance.


    The fourth picture is a room, surrounded by walls, no windows and a door. The crab in the picture does not open the door, but extends the crab''s feet out of the door.


    Since it is a room, it proves that this should be an authentic entrance. Cancer dare not open the door for fear of being found, but what does it do with its crab feet?


    The fifth picture returns to the tunnel, and the picture is basically the same as the third picture.


    The sixth picture is a staircase, which proves that we have reached the exit of the tunnel.


    The seventh picture is a piece of barren grass. Cancer caught a snake in the grass and was tearing the snake''s body with crab pliers.


    It seems that this painting is indeed painted by a crab. It should be hungry and draw all the scenes of eating.


    But on second thought, such a clever crab would not draw such a boring thing, and the painting is very vivid, even the blood beads falling from the snake are clearly drawn.


    Blood, Manda understood the crab''s intention.


    In the last picture, crabs lie on a huge willow tree and are looking at the castle.


    The amount of information in this painting is very huge. Firstly, the castle on the picture is very small and a little vague, which proves that the exit of the tunnel is far from the castle.


    From the outline, the architectural layout in the picture is the north of the castle, which proves the orientation of the tunnel exit.


    The last is the big willow. Manda has seen the crab, knows its size and can bear its weight. It proves that the tree is big enough and can definitely be regarded as a landmark. With this information and the blood left by the crab, it is enough to determine the location of the tunnel.


    It''s hard for this crab who can only draw. I have to give it a third-class merit.


    Manda strung the eight paintings together, drew a map, and stuffed them into the Styx island.


    Werm joined Manda''s army with manu and Ogg a day ago. After Manda left, the army was commanded by ensia. Werm handed over the paintings in Styx island to ensia. Ensia looked at them for a long time and was confused. She didn''t understand Manda until she turned to the last map.


    Tilla said by the side, "there are tunnels in Wisteria castle, but what''s the use of the previous paintings? The last painting is enough."


    Encia shook her head and said, "the previous paintings reveal a lot of information. Take a look at the castle. There is a moat around. Look at the room. This is the exit of the tunnel, but the door may not open."


    "Leave the moat to me. As for the door," Tilla smiled, "even if it is an iron door, it can''t stop holna''s divine power."


    "Keep your voice down and be careful that she slaps you in the head." after two jokes, encia was worried. Holna was in charge of the patrol and guard of the camp, but it was almost dawn. She hadn''t come back yet. Wouldn''t anything happen?


    "When shall we send troops?" asked worm


    Encia said, "we have to wait for the news from Lord Sphinx. We must make sure it''s safe around."


    "Wait until tonight at most," said worm coldly. "Manda is in a dangerous situation. If she delays for another moment, she may die."


    Tilla shrugged and said, "when your excellency left, he said he didn''t have to worry about him, and I heard that the wisteria count is a gentleman. As long as your excellency doesn''t reveal his identity, he shouldn''t..."


    "That''s not what I said," worm looked at Ogg. "It''s the instruction of the great prophet."


    At noon, the bruised lioness returned to the camp. Encia looked stunned and said, "have you met the enemy?"


    The lioness nodded and didn''t speak. Moira said by the side, "it''s strange that I went late. I met a crazy woman. She saw our camp."


    Ensia gritted her teeth and said to the herald, "the whole army set out and enter the army immediately!"