It seems that everything is over.

An Wen exhaled a long breath, withdrew his gaze, and pulled the reins in his hand, driving the Ice Flame Battle Horse to turn around the street and step into the ruling Avenue, and speed towards the direction of the castle.

When passing through the central garden, Anwen saw a team of fully armed night watchmen, pulling a net search for cultists in the garden, and many sheriffs were assisting the night watchmen to clean up the mess.

From time to time, corpses in red robes were carried out by the sheriff from the bushes and forests, and piled up on the grass on both sides of the garden path. The adjutant of the night watchman who had seen at the South City Gate was guarding in front of three crimson long sword-shaped rune devices, asking several scarred night watchmen what they were.

An Wen had no intention of disturbing him, and walked straight through the busy night watchman and returned to the castle.

The circular barrier covering the castle was significantly dimmed much less than when Anwen left. There were many traces of battle, lodging trees, broken weapons, and some broken bodies wrapped in red robes.

Stepping into the vestibule of the castle, An Wen even saw two blasphemy knights wearing blood-colored armor. One was cut into four pieces by the sword puppet's door panel, and the other was cut in half by the giant sword, and the head was violently pulled off by the sword puppet and threw it aside.

However, An Wen's sword puppet also paid the price. The three blood shadow powers of the desecrated Knight were corroded into a pile of gravel, and there was no possibility of repair. Two single-blade heavy swords of the desecrated Knight were cut into pieces, but the head survived, and the diamonds loaded with artificial souls were intact. They could recover as usual as they were changed to another body.

The first puppet made by An Wen, the command unit of the Sword Puppet Guard, only had the upper half of its body left, and was lying on the vestibule stone slab with the blasphemy knight who was cut in half.

The first half of the entire castle vestibule was in a mess, with blood, internal organs, and mist cultists cut into pieces by giant swords on the door panel everywhere, just like a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.

Seeing that his beautiful castle turned into this ghostly appearance, An Wen was in a bad mood.

These damn mist gangs are really lingering. They only caught them all in one place last winter, and this year they emerged again. They dared to take advantage of the chaos to send two blasphemous knights to attack the castle. Fortunately, I was prepared and opened the castle barrier, otherwise this time...

An Wen felt a sense of panic. He gritted his teeth hard, slammed the stirrup and took off the horse. After retracting the Ice Flame Fighting Horse, he kicked away the fragments of the body blocking the way, walked to the "giant sword" and squatted down.

"Master! The enemy who invaded... has been...all cleared, the puppet...the guard damaged...7, 3...no repair...value, remaining...4 suggestions...recycling..."

The giant sword could no longer move, and his speech was intermittent. The light in his eyes was so dim that it was almost extinguished. At the broken point in his chest, only half of the energy cage was left.

To be honest, it is really not easy for it to last until now.

"Good job! Giant Sword, thank you for your hard work, let's have a good rest now."

“Yes, Lord…people…”

The light in the eyes of the giant sword was completely extinguished, and the plastic energy clay embryo that wrapped the head lost its energy supply and gradually softened and slid down from the skeleton skull.

An Wen reached out and opened the skeleton skull, took out the artificial soul of the giant sword and put it into the windbreaker pocket, got up and took back the other three artificial souls, then passed through the transparent castle barrier and entered the area protected by the barrier.

The barrier is still clean and tidy, and it is just two worlds from the bloody courtyard outside.

An Wen did not rush to go to the third floor to cancel the barrier, but turned to the small garden in the courtyard on the right. After waving the three sword puppets surrounding the garden pavilion, An Wen walked into the garden pavilion and reached out to press the stone cup embedded on the middle table.

After a while, a rectangular ground about 10 feet moved away from the ground in front of the entrance of the pavilion.

Sister, sister, head maid, lady housekeeper, red skirt, and An Xiaolang, the people An Wen cared the most, walked out of the underground secret room intact and surrounded him.

"Master, welcome back."

"Master, is the matter over?"

"Brother, you're so dirty..."

"Brother, the smell on you is so bad..."

"An Wen, you are covered in blood, I have no place to sit down..."

"Aowu..."

All kinds of voices were clamoring around An Wen, but he didn't feel annoyed at all. He only had a sense of peace and relaxation lingered in his heart.

Although fighting bloody battles is An Wen's responsibility, it does not mean that he likes to cut off monsters and is covered in blood. If possible, he actually doesn't want to fight anyone or monster at all.

Unfortunately, the initiative in things has never been in the hands of the lantern Counts. Facing the threats of the inner world, the madness of cultists, and the peaceful life that ordinary people want is simply a luxury. The lantern Counts who have the lifelong goal of defending human civilization have no other way except to hold their weapons and rise up to resist.

"An Wen? An Wen? What's wrong with you? Are you tired?"

The sister's voice woke An Wen, who was distracted, suddenly came to his senses, turned to look at Sister An Ran who was walking to the side, stretched out her hand and wanted to touch his forehead.

"I'm really tired, what did my sister just say?"

An Wen did not avoid his sister's hand. He lowered his head slightly, letting his sister's hand be placed on his forehead, and at the same time asked his sister.

"It's the butler who asked for instructions, what should I do next..."

"oh...."

An Wen turned his gaze, looked at the butler standing aside, thought for a while before speaking.

"The city is not very safe yet. Let the subordinates stay in the secret room No. 2 tonight, and open the secret room tomorrow morning to let them go home."

"In addition, you immediately take out a portion of the potency and refined healing potion from the castle's potion reserve and send it to the South Gate, and hand it over to the Knight Lawton, telling him that I don't want to see someone seriously injured waiting to die, and he knows what to do."

"Remember to bring two more sword puppets when you go out, and don't forget to have self-defense weapons..."

"Okay, sir, I'll do it right away."

The butler bowed and turned around and walked out of the garden pavilion.

"Captain maid, go and open the secret room 3 and secret room 4. The castle was broken into by cultists, and the outside of the barrier was messed up by them. Maybe you are going to be busy for a while."

"Remember to clean the barriers first and let it patrol around the castle to ensure safety before you can start tidying up the castle."

"Okay, master."

After the maid raised her skirt and saluted, she followed the butler and walked out of the pavilion.

"Sister, you and Anne, Anna should not leave the castle today. Stay at home and read books and listen to music. It's a bit messy outside now..."

"Don't worry, we won't go out. Come back to the room to wash, you're covered in blood..."
Chapter completed!