Ride and Cut

Now that the target has been obtained, Richard and Hendra return together.

The sky was already very dark, and the lord did not speak all the way, thinking about his thoughts silently. Of course, Dracula could only be dumb along with him, leaving a series of footsteps on the cold street.

For Li Cha himself, the biggest obsession for this expedition is the "Ring of the Sky and Thunder", and now that he has it in his pocket, it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish.

Now that Winter City has been captured, the Pompeii Expeditionary Force should not make any major moves in the short term. He couldn't help thinking about whether he could go back to Alpine Fort. It would be several months since he left, and he really missed it.

I don't know if those bunny maids who just learned to play mahjong are not familiar with their skills.

While walking, Li Cha suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on a two-story stone building by the side of the road.

The very simple house is built with rough and large rough stones. Judging from the traces left by the wind and rain on the wall, it has been quite old.

Near the top of the building, a row of beams protruded from the wall and cracked under the wind and sun. The upper half of the red brick chimney on the side is fresh and bright, while the lower half has been dull and faded, it must have collapsed and been repaired again.

It is not difficult to see that the owner of the house is very careful, and even half of the broken bricks fit together seamlessly. But no matter what, the sourness that was about to come out still couldn't be concealed.

Several Pompeii soldiers happily came out of another house with silk and satin in their arms, and found that the two officers were motionless not far away, and they were a little uneasy.

Dracula waved his hand to show that it was all right, and the soldiers slipped away like rabbits, and he asked softly, "My lord, what's the matter?"

"There are still such dilapidated houses in the noble district?" Li Cha rubbed his chin suspiciously.

The land under his feet is the most valuable part of the entire Cold Winter City. Even the road surface is carefully polished volcanic rock. This luxury cannot be described with every inch of land and gold. The surrounding houses are all beautiful and winding, and the holly trees on the roadside are also neatly trimmed. Compared with this small building, which is not bad in the civilian area, it is unavoidably shabby to the eye.

"This seems to be..." Dracula showed a thoughtful look on his face, but finally shook his head. "In short, I have a little impression. Maybe I heard it mentioned when I was a child, but I really can't remember it."

"Go and have a look." Li Cha walked to the door, put his foot on the doorknob and violently unlocked it.

The furnishings in the house are of the same level as the exterior of the house, and they are all very shabby, worse than the Lord's Hall of the Alpine Fort. Li Cha went in and turned around, then walked up the creaking stairs to the second floor, which was also a shabby study.

There are quite a lot of books in the collection, and the lord took out a large tome casually, and the difficult title of "A Brief History of War" immediately made him feel drowsy.

"It seems to be a declining military nobleman." Li Cha pretended to open two pages, not knowing why he knew every word, but couldn't read them together.

"Ahem, this book actually...actually has no gold content." He closed the book forcefully and threw it back on the bookshelf, preparing to leave quickly.

"My lord, there seems to be something in here." Dracula was standing by the wall, with his eye full of shadows, bent over a brick crack and looked in, "I saw light."

"Huh?" The lord stopped immediately, he knew that if Dracula's eye could see the light, it meant there was something good.

"Step aside."

The wall is just a very ordinary red brick wall, ordinary people might collapse if kicked, how could it possibly withstand the strange strength of the lord of the Alpine Fort. After fiddled with it twice, the bricks fell to the ground with a crash.

Dracula was right, there really was a hole behind the wall, it was a small secret room. But Dracula was wrong again, there was no treasure in the secret room, only a dozen or so Stuarts crowded inside.

"Fuck!" The lord was almost taken aback. Just by looking at the clothes, one can tell that these people must be of noble status. There are high-ranking officer armor, magician robes, and even holy light priest robes, so the identity of their masters is naturally ready to be revealed. Li Cha really never dreamed that he would be able to catch so many high-level Stuarts by walking into a small building on the side of the road on a whim!

There was only one gray-haired old man with rather shabby old armor. But looking at that demeanor that is not angry and arrogant, it is 10,000 times stronger than Suffolk and his ilk. If he is said to be of ordinary status, Li Cha will not believe it for the first time!

"I remembered!" Dracula looked at the old man's face and suddenly realized, "This is General Seedorf's private house! The general has always been very simple in his life, so the house is no different from that of ordinary civilians."

Li Cha frowned, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Obviously, the reason why there were no ghosts in Cold Winter City was not because the defenders withdrew at night. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why these high-ranking legionaries are still here without even leaving a few small soldiers.

An ominous premonition hovered in his heart, and the lord felt that the people in the secret room must know something he didn't know. But there was still a milky white light curtain like a veil between the two sides. Li Cha broke off a piece of armor from Dracula's scales and tried to throw it at the light curtain.

"Zi~", accompanied by a slight beep, the nail leaves immediately melted into molten iron, which dripped onto the wooden floor and set off a blue flame.

"It's so overbearing." Li Cha retracted his fingers with a straight face. This is definitely a very advanced magic protection barrier.

This enchantment is preventing him from entering the secret room, and it seems to be preventing the people in the secret room from coming out. He found that those people behind the light curtain were shouting together, but they couldn't hear anything in their ears, which obviously had the effect of isolating the sound.

Li Cha watched patiently for a while, and recognized these people from the repeated mouth shapes that seemed to be saying-"Run!"

"Run?" Li Cha didn't hesitate, and immediately said to Dracula: "You go back to the camp first and let everyone maintain the highest vigilance. Then find Bedrick and tell him everything."

"My lord, what about you?" Dracula asked back.

"The enchantment is about to disappear." Li Cha pointed to the light curtain, the brightness is gradually dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, "I have to ask them what's going on."

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, Dracula left quickly. Li Cha pulled out the dragon-slaying giant sword from behind, and the sharp tip landed on the floor in front of him and began to move, leaving behind a line of elegant characters - "Why?"

After he finished writing, he looked up at the crowd behind the light curtain.

Although there is no pen and paper in the secret room, it is still not difficult for them.

A priest of the Holy Light contributed a white robe as a carrier, and the white-haired old man bit his finger and began to write with blood. Li Cha squatted in front of the light curtain, and while distinguishing the handwriting, he unconsciously read out:

"

young pompeians

I'm Seedorf

After dark, the undead will start to wreak havoc, you read that right, it is indeed the undead

Leave Winterfell as far away as possible

"