My Virtual Kingdom of God

the next day.

Langang Town Administrative Office.

Allen led some officials of the Templar Knight Reserve and the Administrative Department towards his castle.

Aristocratic castles are usually built outside the city. On the one hand, the nobles cannot bear the dirty environment in the city.

On the other hand, it is out of defensive considerations.

Aristocratic castles usually build their castles on steep terrain.

For example, the castle of the Allen family was built on a steep cliff, with sea water below the cliff. If foreign enemies invaded, they could only attack from the front.

It was already noon when Allen and his party arrived at the castle.

This is a three-story castle surrounded by thick walls, which are ten meters high by visual inspection. There are defensive bunkers on both sides. Under normal circumstances, there should be patrolling knights on the bunkers.

But at this time, the outer wall of the castle was covered with scars, as if it had experienced a great battle, with black blood stains still faintly visible on it.

Passing through the moat, Allen and his party entered the castle.

Feeling the desolation of the castle, Allen couldn't help feeling sad: "Uncle Dolby, the knight of the pro-guard, are there any survivors?"

Hearing this, Dolby's muddy eyes became even darker: "Master Allen, since the Red Skull Pirates ransacked the castle last time, the guards have been dispersed. Although a few people came back later, but..."

Dolby's meaning was very clear, the pro-guard probably had no one left.

Allen nodded. The situation was as he expected. After a defeat, the guards either died in battle or fled. It is normal that there are only a few left.

"What about...the family pharmacist?"

Allen couldn't help being a little nervous, potion pharmacist, this is not only God's intentional account, but also related to whether the family can be revived.

"Master Allen, the pirates plundered the castle's wealth and kidnapped the castle's maids, but they didn't take any of the pharmacists. I gathered them all in the castle."

Dolby pointed to the castle in front of him and said loyally.

Hearing Dolby's words, not only Allen was excited, but Zheng Dong was even more excited. The biggest obstacle restricting Huang Longdan's production has finally been resolved to a certain extent.

"Take me to see them!"

Allen took a deep breath and ordered.

"Obey, Master Allen."

Dolby bowed, and led Alan to walk inside the castle.

Although Blueport Town is not rich, it is more than enough to support some ordinary potion pharmacists with tax revenue.

Inside the castle.

Different from the bustle of the past, after a great war, the castle now looks very deserted.

"Master Allen!"

"Master Allen!"

"Master Allen is back, Master Allen is back!"

Walking into the castle, servants kept recognizing Allen, and came forward to say hello to Allen in shock.

"What are you arguing about! What are you arguing about! Don't you have to work?"

An old man with a white beard came out of a room in the castle, bearded and scolded everyone.

"Grandpa Sori!"

"Master Alan?" The white-bearded old man couldn't believe his eyes, and walked forward tremblingly on crutches, "It's really you, Master Alan, are you still alive?!"

"God bless!"

The old butler Soli made a gesture of prayer.

"I'm still alive, Grandpa Sori!" Allen choked up.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive! As long as you live, there is hope, there is hope..."

Sori repeated, somewhat incoherently.

Zheng Dong's consciousness gathered beside Allen, and he couldn't help sighing when he saw this scene. It seemed that Allen was really miserable. Fortunately, he met himself.

"Grandpa Soli, where are the family pharmacists, I'm going to see them now."

Seeing that Alan had just returned home, Soli wanted to see the pharmacist, knowing that Alan had the idea of ​​re-establishing the family guard.

"Master Allen, you..."

"Grandpa Soli, take me there quickly."

"it is good."

Seeing that Allen was determined, the old butler Soli led him to the family's potion workshop.

When the Baron of Blueport Town was alive, the castle not only had its own guards and city guards, but also a small workshop for making potions.

It's just that now the wealth of the castle has been looted, and there is no financial resources to buy potions and medicinal materials. All the pharmacists are basically in a state of idleness.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was from Langang Town, and also received the kindness of the Baron, some pharmacists would have been dissatisfied and defected to other nobles.

In the potion workshop, a pharmacist was complaining.

"Hughes, should we just hang around in the castle and wait to die? The baron is dead, and Master Allen's whereabouts are unknown. How long do we have to wait?"

"Gal, wait a minute, I believe Master Allen will be fine."

The pharmacist named Gal heard this, and after a few words, he stopped talking.

Hughes is the person in charge of this potion workshop, and he is responsible for all the knight potions produced by the potion workshop every year.

It can be said that under the baron's command, his status is no less than that of the former captain of the personal guard, and he is the baron's right-hand man.

At this moment, not only Garl was dissatisfied, but everyone was a little restless. The baron died, and the whereabouts of the heir was unknown, and everyone was panicked.

"Uncle Hughes!"

Hearing this, Hughes turned around, and then the expression on his face was exactly the same as that of Soli just now, his mouth opened slightly in surprise: "Ai...Master Allen?!"

"I'm back, Uncle Hughes."

Allen stepped forward and hugged Hughes tightly.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

 …

Next, Allen told everyone what happened after he escaped in detail. After listening to it, everyone felt as if they were listening to the biography of a ranger.

"Master Allen, you mean that you met God on a desert island?"

Dolby hesitated a little, wondering if Allen's head was a little abnormal after experiencing a blow.

Hughes didn't care about the gods or not, he looked at Allen excitedly.

"Master Allen, you just said that there are a lot of potions and medicinal materials on Crescent Island, as well as enlightening flowers?"

"Don't worry, everyone, what I said is true."

Allen stretched out his palm, and a milky white vindictiveness slowly hovered over his palm.

"Fighting... fighting spirit?!" Hughes opened his eyes wide, "Extraordinary knight?!"