At almost three o'clock in the middle of the night, the door of a room on the second floor of Wolfsburg creaked, followed by a burst of footsteps, and the owner of the footsteps came to the corridor, and the silver moonlight that could only shine in from the only window at the end of the corridor fell alone on the corridor, showing some loneliness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, I can't even turn on a lamp, didn't the owner of Wolf Castle ever think about someone getting up in the middle of the night to go to the kitchen or look for food?"

Lance secretly commented, and the Thunder Sword by his side snorted lightly, and then his whole body emitted a faint purple light, as if echoing Lance's words.

"Sword of Thunder, can you please emit a brighter light?"

“……”

"Sword of Thunder?"

"If you do that, you'll get hurt. ”

"Okay, forget it. ”

“……”

After that, the Sword of Thunder stopped talking, and even the light on its body became a little dim, as if it was fainter than the moonlight in the room.

The dead of night in Wolfsburg is the complete opposite of the day, not only is it not as lively, but it also adds to the creepy and terrifying feeling. First of all, the potted plants placed on both sides of the corridor, the shadows of the dense branches and leaves in the part shrouded in the moonlight are like ghosts with teeth and claws, and they begin to spy on the every move of people walking by without being noticed.

Then there are the portraits on the walls, almost without exception, the images of demon wolves, these murals become particularly fierce and hideous in this quiet and lonely moment, as if they are about to jump out of the painting at any moment.

At night, Wolfsburg becomes particularly quiet and eerie.

"It's goosebumps. ”

Lance muttered, still stubbornly moving forward.

Thankfully, he brought the Sword of Thunder with him before leaving the room, and now that he thinks about it, it was the wisest decision he had ever made.

Lance moved up and down to the hall on the first floor.

The gates of Wolfsburg were tightly closed, and Lance felt like he was in its womb, cut off from the outside world.

He scanned his surroundings, and could barely see the clock on the wall by the moonlight coming in through the window, and it was still five minutes before three o'clock.

The ticking of the wall clock was particularly loud, and the sound of the leaves swaying outside was heard very clearly. Lance waited for a long time in the company of these voices, and by 3:15 he still did not see his master.

"It's too late, and you haven't come yet?"

Lance waited a little longer, and by half-past three, no one had come.

"It can't be misremembered, right?"

Lance began to get impatient and began to walk in circles.

"How long is this going to be?"

Lance grabbed his hair, wondering whether to wait, when the Sword of Thunder beside him suddenly cried out.

"Master, look at the couch. ”

Lance glanced down at the Sword of Thunder, and then at the row of couches on the left side of the hall, feeling a little strange.

"There...... Is there something?"

It looked like there was an extra dog's tail, silvery-white, swaying up and down next to the couch.

Lance quietly walked to the couch, slowly, step by step.

There was still a little distance from the sofa, and before it could get closer, suddenly, a snow-white wolf jumped out.

"Ahh

Lance was taken aback and shouted out in a hurry.

The white wolf came up to Lance and approached Lance, as if to sniff his scent. The white wolf's pupils were golden, and there was a hint of inquiry and curiosity in his golden eyes, and he looked at Lance.

The surprise was not over, but it struck again, and his heart almost jumped out, but fortunately, Lance immediately sensed that the white wolf had no malicious intentions, so he was a little relieved, and took a step back, widening the distance between him and the white wolf.

In fact, the white wolf's movements did not cause much movement, because there was a carpet under the sofa so that it did not make any noise.

"In the middle of the night, come to such a ......"

Lance calmed himself for a moment, then saw the white wolf turn and run down the aisle on the first floor.

"Where is it going?"

Lance didn't care about the owner of Wolf Castle, and hurriedly chased after him.

The white wolf ran into the hallway and in the blink of an eye it was dark.

Lance quickened his pace to catch up, and if he remembered correctly, there was a large showroom with various wolf carvings or ornaments, an indoor garden, and a rest room for the servants of Wolfsburg, and so on.

If it was to mess with it inside, the consequences were unimaginable, he ran into the entrance of the aisle, realizing that his footsteps could not catch up in time, so he let the Sword of Thunder fly over to stop the white wolf first.

The hallway was almost dark, and there was at least one light on the second floor, and Lance was almost walking in darkness except for the moonlight at the end.

"It's really troublesome, I'm in such a hurry to go out that I forgot to bring the space necklace. ”

Still, I can only touch the wall and move forward.

Soon, the Sword of Thunder was seen behind a potted plant in the middle of the aisle.

"Sword of Thunder?"

The sword of thunder, which faintly glowed with purple light all over its body, stopped in mid-air, motionless.

"Sword of Thunder?"

Lance felt that the appearance of the Sword of Thunder was a little strange.

“…… Wolves, through it. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Phantoms. ”

Lance stared at the door in front of him in disbelief, and gently opened it.

"This is the showroom?"

Entering with the Sword of Thunder, I saw a statue on the right behind the door.

The showroom is the size of three rooms combined, and the surroundings are already dark, and there are many wooden cabinets in them, which obstruct the view on the other floor.

Led by the Sword of Thunder, Lance walked around the showroom, only to find nothing.

"Is it not there? Is it really a phantom?"

To this day, Lance still had a hard time believing that the white wolf was just a phantom, and it seemed so real.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a howl came from the corner of the showroom, causing Lance, who was about to leave, to change his mind and turn to the place where the sound came from, and to see the silver-white wolf again.

"Does the phantom scream?"

Ignoring Lance's question, the Sword of Thunder8 flew in a straight line towards the white wolf.

"Sword of Thunder?"

Lance hurriedly followed, only to see the sword of thunder pass through the body of the white wolf, and the white wolf was not injured.

"Won't you...... Well, I'm finally convinced. ”

The white wolf didn't seem to see the Sword of Thunder, just looked at Lance, took two steps back, and ran forward, as if to crash into another wolf-shaped statue in front of him.

The white wolf repeated this action three times, and finally glanced at Lance, and the figure disappeared in place.

"What ...... does it want to express? I didn't expect to run into a ghost here......

Lance walked over to the spot where the white wolf had disappeared and began to look for something strange about the statue.

"Does it mean that it wants me to move this statue?"

Trying to move it out of the way, struggling to move the statue, it made a screeching sound as it rubbed against the floor, and Lance immediately stopped and carried it away with all his might, placing it a few meters away.

"I didn't expect it to be so heavy. ”

Lance returned to his place and heard the sword of thunder make a startled sound.

"Floor!"

"The floor? This piece of the floor is dented...... How do I do that? There's a button here? No, it won't ...... Do you want me to press it?"

"Seems so?"

Lance stared at the button on the ground with mixed feelings, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to press it.

Bang!

The floor moved, and a gap appeared, leading to the bottom.

"Basement?"