Pudala led them through secret doors from the wall to a secret room full of sundries.


    It turned out that he didn''t know how to penetrate the wall, but he was too familiar with the palace. He knew the location of each secret door, and these secret doors had the power to change the space.


    "More than ninety years?" pudala sighed. "What''s going on outside?"


    Odysseus said: "a lot of things have happened outside. I''m afraid I can''t finish it until the day you die. The first thing you should understand is that Quentin is really no longer the Pope. Madesa has already taken his place. There''s no point in leaving him here."


    "This is God''s instruction to me. God''s command is the whole meaning."


    "Maybe God changed his mind long ago, but you didn''t receive it."


    Pudala pulled out a knife, looked ferocious and said, "don''t judge the gods, and don''t speculate about the ideas of the gods. You don''t deserve it and don''t have this qualification!"


    "Yes, I don''t deserve it," Odysseus smiled. "So what are you doing with this knife? Do you want to fight with me?"


    "How dare I?" pudala smiled. "I''m just a useless old man. You can kill me by moving your fingers. I just want to hear the story outside. If you don''t want to tell me, you''ll kill me. Anyway, you know the way to open the stone gate."


    Looking at pudala''s sarcastic smile, Manda knew that Odysseus had lied again.


    In fact, Manda knew that Odysseus was lying. If he really knew the way to open the stone gate and saw that the stone gate was closed, he wouldn''t be so flustered.


    Odysseus moved his wrist, looked cold and said, "I think we are friends. I think you are a respectable friend, but if you have been so stubborn, I will let you speak in another way."


    "It''s really frightening me," pudala turned the blade and put it on his neck. "I can also die in a decent way."


    "I won''t give you a chance to do it, you know."


    "You underestimate me. I have been a demigod for more than 300 years. Even if I lose the divine blood stone, I have a way to store my divine power. Even if I can''t beat you, I can easily end my life. I''ve wanted to do so for a long time."


    Odysseus frowned and said, "do you want to gamble?"


    Pudala smiled, "bet, I have nothing to lose anyway."


    His wrist worked slightly, and blood seeped from his neck. Odysseus launched a third-order technique to try to make him forget his idea of suicide, but pudala looked as usual, and the blade stabbed deeper and deeper into the wound.


    Manda stepped forward and held down the blade. As a senior gambler, he knew that some gambles could not afford to lose.


    Besides, there is no need to gamble on this matter. Putala is willing to bring them here to prove that he has an unfinished wish and there is room for discussion.


    "This is a knife for cutting meat," Manda touched the blade and looked at a dead stag on the ground. "Is this your prey? If you don''t mind, let''s eat and talk."


    Pudala pulled the knife out of the wound and sighed, "I thought I could finally get rid of it. It''s OK to go on the road when I''m full."


    He cut a piece of meat from the stag and handed it to Manda: "I don''t have firewood here. I have to keep a little oil for the light. I always have to leave a light. It''s too hard to live without a light."


    Manda took the meat, took a bite and chewed it carefully.


    "It doesn''t taste very good," pudala smiled. "I''ve been eating this kind of food for more than 90 years. You know how bitter it is."


    "It''s not too hard," Manda smiled. "At least you have someone to talk to."


    "Talk to me? You mean Quebec? What do you think I have to say to that monster?"


    "A monster who can talk is not a monster."


    Pudala was surprised to see that Manda ate so sweet; "Young man, how old are you?"


    Manda smiled, "younger than you."


    Pudala looked at Odysseus and said to Manda, "he doesn''t want to talk to me about things outside. Would you like to talk to me?"


    "Ups and downs, dynasty changes, you have lived for more than 500 years. What else have you never seen? That''s the case in the outside world. I''d like to hear the stories inside. What happened in this palace in the past 90 years."


    "What story can there be? It''s just a boring war."


    Manda shook her head: "this is a sacred war. From the beginning to now, the sacred glory has never faded. If you are willing to tell me, I will pray to Hermes day and night, and the gods will be willing to preach the great deeds."


    Pudala licked the blood at the corners of her mouth and twitched her eyes: "don''t preach. If you really want to tell Hermes, please tell him what happened here to the God of light."


    Manda nodded and said, "I promise you."


    There is a water tank in the corner of the wall. The water droplets seeping from the wall gather together and flow into the water tank drop by drop. There may be a small half tank.


    Pudala took the pitcher and said, "here you are. That''s all I have."


    Manda took the pitcher, took a gulp, and listened quietly to pudala''s story: "I''m from ithalua. When I was young, we still call ourselves Trojans. Every Trojan flows the blood of the God of light. At the age of twelve, I went to the temple of the God of light and completed the promotion ceremony. Less than half of the teenagers my age completed the promotion, but I''m lucky. I''m one of them. Maybe you don''t think it''s a big deal , you have become a seventh order saint when you are so young. You must be a member of God? "


    Manda shrugged and said, "Hermes has few believers."


    Prada then said, "I''m not as lucky as you, but I''ve always been favored by the gods. At the age of 20, I became the second level, at the age of 40, at the age of three, at the age of 50, at the age of four... At the age of 130, at the age of eight, at the age of 170, I got an artifact, and my efforts have been recognized by the gods,


    After I became a demigod, I was very satisfied and did not dare to expect more gifts from the gods, but I didn''t expect that the gods were so tolerant. He gave me the opportunity to get out of the world and become a God.


    Under the guidance of the God of light, I left my hometown and fought fiercely with the believers of the false god for more than 200 years. I won countless victories and never let the God of light down. Unfortunately, in a key battle, I believed in a shameless villain, suffered a disastrous defeat under his misleading, and lost the trust of the God from then on. "


    While talking, prada turned her eyes to Odysseus, who turned his face aside.


    "Since then, I can''t receive the oracle of the God of light. I think the gods have abandoned me. I wander aimlessly in various kingdoms, and my life has completely lost its meaning,


    But unexpectedly, the God finally forgives me. He allows me to return to my hometown and help him guard an important treasure. "


    "Important treasure?" Manda rolled her eyes. "Is it this palace?"


    Pudala nodded and said, "well, the treasure is in the palace. I firmly believe that I will never live up to the trust of the gods. I have kept it for 30 years. Unexpectedly, Quebec suddenly appeared,


    He came for the treasure. If we don''t hand it over, he threatened to kill all the ithaians.


    The fierce battle lasted a year, and nearly half of the itaxiua people died at the hands of Quebec. Under the threat of Quebec, my king abandoned the palace and left his hometown with the surviving people. I took 500 warriors and died in the palace.


    I miss those days very much. In the first year, our food was always insufficient. Even if we were hungry and fought day and night, we never forgot our faith in gods.


    Later, there was enough food, because there were fewer and fewer soldiers. In less than three years, only Quentin and I were left in the whole palace. We fought day and night, gradually forgetting the time and even the purpose of the battle. Who could have thought that so many years had passed in the twinkling of an eye. "


    Pudala untied his clothes and revealed a scar on his chest: "in a battle a few days ago, I was sealed by his divine sword. So far, I have lost the source of divine power and become an ordinary person,


    Quebec hasn''t found out yet. I can still reluctantly deal with him by relying on artifact and residual divine power, but I know it can''t be concealed for too long. The war is coming to an end, and I have failed to live up to the trust of the gods again. "


    Pudala was extremely hurt. Odysseus said in a side way: "I have a good idea. We take Quentin away. You take the palace to a place he will never find. You have completed your mission and fulfilled us. You have the best of both worlds. Why not?"


    "Stop showing off your cleverness," pudala sneered. "Wherever I go, he can find me. As long as Quentin leaves the palace, he will lead the false gods to slaughter my people. I want to protect my faith and my people. This is my mission."


    Odysseus said, "as I said, he is no longer the Pope. He will no longer kill your people with divine punishers!"


    Pudala said, "as I said, I don''t believe you!"


    Manda said, "I have another idea. You leave with the treasure and give us Quentin and the palace. You keep the treasure and we''ll help you keep Quentin."


    "You''re just trying to trick me into opening the exit to the palace."


    "How could I do that?"


    "I don''t believe in Odysseus, nor do I believe in the believers of Hermes. A few years ago, a group of thieves came to the palace and stole a lot of tableware. One of them is the believers of Hermes."


    "I''m so ashamed of him!" Manda spat on the ground. "I despise such shameless people!"


    Pudala shook his head and said, "don''t waste your breath. The treasure can''t leave this palace. This is the command of the God of light, and I can''t leave the palace. This is also the command of the God of light!"


    It''s really hard to convince this dead brain to go to heaven. Manda really wants to tell him that the God of light can''t even remember your name. He must have forgotten his original order.


    Odysseus said, "with your current strength, you can''t compete with Quebec. The treasure will fall into his hands sooner or later."


    Pudala said, "but he can''t leave the palace. He will be trapped here alive."


    Odysseus gritted his teeth and said, "you''re right. I shouldn''t waste my words with you."


    Pudala put the knife back against his neck; "I haven''t said so much for a long time. It''s fun. I have no regrets."


    Manda sighed, "you''re both old. Can you do something more meaningful?"


    Pudala said, "tell me, what is more meaningful?"


    "Let''s make a deal. I''ll help you remove the seal of the divine sword. You allow us to leave here with Quentin."


    Prada said with a smile, "you have to learn from Odysseus about your ability to lie. At least don''t tell lies so far."


    Odysseus was silent. He agreed with pudala''s evaluation.


    Manda straightened her face and said, "please swear to Apollo that if I do, you will never break your promise, otherwise Apollo will be ashamed forever!"