Leaving the city from the north of Pita City, passing through town houses in the suburbs, passing through several weaving factories and flour mills, and then crossing a clear river and wooden bridge. Three carriages drove on the small path of the forest and continued to travel far, and finally crossing the jungle to a small town wrapped in dense woods.

Looking out, the town is surrounded by a towering hill, with green color dotted with white and brown red, which is the exterior color of the houses. A winding road divides the town into two, with houses on both sides lined up one after another. At noon, green smoke slowly rose from their respective chimneys.

The top of the hills is dotted with a black castle. In the sun and under the green smoke emitted by the town, it looks like a black pearl in the mist, and it looks strangely mysterious - that is also the goal of the convoy.

The carriage kept driving towards the castle at the top of the hill, and the wheels crushed the gravel road, and the body of the car was slightly shaking due to the unevenness of the stones.

Pedestrians on the road were dressed simply, and when they saw carriages entering the town, they looked alert, and seemed very xenophobic.

Therefore, the three carriages stayed on the side of a small square in the middle of the town. It was not that they didn’t want to continue, but that they couldn’t continue.

The tall horse pulled a black carriage into the town, which was already quite conspicuous. According to word of mouth, this small town seemed to be known to everyone, and a group of people surrounded him.

"Get out!"

"This is not the place you should come!"

"Where do you want to go?"

"castle?"

"You can't let them enter the castle!"

The crowd stopped the carriage from moving forward, and the horses pulling the carriage were neighing. Seeing this, everyone in the carriage had to get off the carriage.

Two uniformed policemen opened the way, and Charles followed them, but when he appeared, the crowd around him became even more excited.

"It's him again!"

"Get out, this is not your territory!"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't think about entering that damn castle!"

“…”

Bang--!

A policeman raised his hand and fired a bullet into the sky. The violent sound instantly suppressed everyone's noise, and the surroundings fell into silence.

After glanced at the many townsmen around him staring at him, Shahrgan coughed, and then looked at a policeman beside him.

"How should the Dulin Law be dealt with by obstructing police operations?"

"The fine ranges from 10 pence to 10 gold pounds." The young policeman replied cooperatively. He and Shire were old acquaintances, and he was the first to search Shire's house.

Now it has become Shire's temporary lackey.

"So many people should be considered as the law and not the public, right?"

Charles' words relaxed the surrounding townspeople, but before they could continue to make trouble, the young policeman glanced at them with malicious intentions.

"No, the director likes people who make trouble the most, so the fines can be given more."

As he said that, all the policemen in the other two carriages came down, including the two beside Charles, including the two people next to Charles, a total of ten. The uniform uniforms and the black flintlock rifles in their hands made everyone silent. Some people who were dissatisfied with discipline opened their mouths. As soon as they said few words, they rang back with a gunshot to the sky.

Unlike the rule of law society on earth, in the current Dulin Kingdom, the police really dared to kill people if they disagree. In Dulin, and even in the entire Akavia continent, the police were predecessors of the city garrison. They were like golden robes in the world of ice and fire, with great power. They have been transformed into more regular police for less than a hundred years. Their methods are equally ruthless and have strong deterrent power.

So the group returned to the carriage. The horse started moving forward again under the whip of the coachman, while the crowd spontaneously gave up the road.

However, the carriage did not go directly to the castle, but stopped at the entrance of a large building at the end of the town.

The noise just now happened was very loud. An old man with a vulgar appearance had already walked out of the room. Seeing Charle getting off the carriage, he even trotted with a smile on his face.

"It turned out that Sir Kelanston came to this town, welcome."

"Key." Charles glanced at him, his words were very concise, and his disgust was undisguised.

This is the current mayor of Canyon Town. If you remember correctly, the original owner scolded him the most when he came here last time. The one who impressed him the most was his freckled rosacea, which was particularly attractive when he spoke.

"Key? Hehe, it's ready long ago. You wait, I'll get it now."

He said he was ready, but he went back to the house to search. The old man was so shameless that he couldn't even stand the police. However, because Charles was here, they didn't say anything.

After a while, the old man ran out of the room, held a string of black keys in both hands and handed them to Charles, and smiled while handing them, "You know, hehe, that, we are also doing things as we told, but we have no personal thoughts. Hehe, you must understand, hehe, understand us."

"Who is the one who is the one?" Charles took the key slowly and glanced at the old man who was changing his mind. He had no idea of ​​respecting the old man in his heart.

"Don't worry about the top of our wealth, hehe, who else can there be?" The old man winked at Charles in a vulgar way, making him speechless.

Taxation? Municipality? Or?

He thought secretly, but Charles didn't stay here for a long time. Peeta City was not big, and there were not many people who could influence a town mayor and police chief. He had already initially doubted the candidate, but there was no need to say more about this before his strength was insufficient.

“Step by step.”

He secretly cheered himself up, and he got back to the carriage and the convoy continued to move forward.

There was no accident this time, and the carriage was moving up the gravel road and finally arrived before the castle gatehouse.

The castle gate is not in the form of a suspension bridge, but a steel gate. Through the gaps of the gate, you can see the dilapidated yard covered with fallen leaves.

Two spire towers stand at the gate, like two huge gatekeepers.

It is surrounded by a circle of grey stone walls, about 20 feet high, the battlements are dilapidated, and the gray walls have fallen a lot, and it seems that they have not been maintained for a long time.

The history of this castle does not seem to be too long. This can be seen from its not very practical architectural style. It is just disrepaired and looks like an "old man".

The group struggled to turn the manual switch of the gate, and the entrance gradually opened, and finally, they walked into it one after another.

After passing through the dark porch, the entrance was close to a schoolyard, as well as the barracks, blacksmith shops, stables and other buildings around the schoolyard. After passing through a gate again, they came to the inner castle area.

This is where the main fort of the entire Black Maple Fort is guarded by relatively short buildings around it. The police looked at the dilapidated and dusty environment around it, and it seemed that they could not see such old antique buildings that once became popular all over the world at ordinary times.

Charles did not have the leisure to open the closed main castle door with the key. He struggled to push the dark steel door open. With the creaking sound, a dusty hall came into view.

This is a very empty hall, and all kinds of objects have been transported by unknown people. A giant fireplace stands alone in the deepest part of the hall, which is the most conspicuous thing here.

A stone staircase is located in the corner of the hall, and it leads up to the second floor of the leap that connects to the top of the hall. There are still steps on the second floor to the upper floor, but the upper part is blocked by the roof of the hall carved with murals, and the distribution of buildings upwards cannot be seen.

Of course, Charles didn't have the intention to see anything in person, because not long after he stepped into the hall, a sneaky murmur suddenly came to his ears.

The sound was similar to the spell he casted. The same ghostly aura was the difference, and for some reason, it actually made Shire feel a special sense of intimacy.

God's sense of intimacy.

In a while, his footsteps couldn't help but walk towards the direction where the sound came. It was a corner of a side hall, under the low-high stone railing, a dark staircase led to the bottom of the castle, blocked by a wooden door.

It seemed as if he noticed the approaching of Shire, the voice became even louder, and Shire slowly approached like an possessive, without considering the consequences.

However, just as he was about to approach the wooden door, a message suddenly floated by in front of him.

【Your spirituality is invaded by unknown forces, and your spell casting ability is reduced as a result】

The prompt that floated past his eyes made him suddenly wake up. He looked down at the stairs that had been halfway through, then looked at the gate not far away, and turned around and left decisively.

As if he noticed this, the voice suddenly became quick, as if exerting influence. However, with vigilance, Charles would never be "tempted" again.

"Is there any problem?"

Thinking about the information he had learned before, he looked at the unconscious police officers in the main hall of the castle, and Charles cursed inwardly.

If this is OK, then what is the situation?

After being fussed like this, Charles was not in the mood to look at the place carefully, and even the idea of ​​whether to move in or not was completely dissipated.

A haunted castle, whoever loves to live, please live there. He doesn't have the curiosity to see what the sneaky under the castle looks like.
Chapter completed!