For a moment, countless terrible thoughts flashed through Wright's mind.

In this dark night, could it be that the people in the army who had offended him wanted to kill him, so that they chose such a dark and windy night to kill him?

"Probably not. Wright thought that there would never be an assassin of this young age in the capital and in the army. Besides, while Wright didn't look that strong, at least not as visually powerful as the big guys in the army, he wasn't afraid of anyone when he was fighting alone.

Moreover, he was naturally interested in mystery, and he had also come into contact with the magic source force, a power that was almost forgotten in the wave of steam.

Thinking of this, although Wright's right hand clenched the pistol stagnated, his left hand chose to gradually mobilize the demonic power that was not full in his body.

The faint blue glow was fragile under the dim night sky, and while it didn't make him feel the power of the force, it was at least capable of producing some kind of psychedelic effect in a possible fight.

Faced with the unknown, Wright did not choose to move rashly in the dark, he just took a light breath and stood still, waiting for the possible attack from the darkness.

Maybe it's some kind of ferocious monster like a wolf, or maybe it's the head of a legendary elder child, but it's covered in strange tentacles and disgusting eyeballs, waiting for Wright to turn his head and deliver a fatal blow to his throat.

During the ten-second confrontation, Wright's mind flashed through the ability of a former college student to think about problems at high speed, imagining more possibilities or crises.

Until the voice behind him came again.

"Are you really not leaving? hehe. ”

The voice let out a weird laugh as it spoke.

Wright was eager to see where his fear was coming from, and after pressing his finger on the trigger of his revolver, his curiosity finally overcame his fear.

"Who are you?" Wright asked, stretching out his left hand and settling into a pistol grip position, asking toward the source of the voice.

"Oops. Wright was shocked in his heart, the mistake made in the panic would lead him to the abyss, and the sweat on his forehead couldn't stop surging outward.

However, when he came back to his senses and focused on the source of the sound in front of him, he suddenly realized what a ridiculous mistake his sensitivity had caused him.

"Big brother, we want sugar!" said the source of the childish voice.

Wright looked closely, and the source of his fear in front of him was only a child, about seven or eight years old, with a half-torn pumpkin mask, and a carved and not delicate pumpkin lantern in his hand, and motioned for Wright to put the candy in it.

"Sugar. Wright smiled bitterly, touched the back of his head, and looked at the children in front of him with some embarrassment.

It seems that I am too sensitive, could it be the influence of the dream just now? It seems that I need to rest for a few days.

Wright thought so, but unconsciously pulled his hand into his pocket, and put the candy that he had prepared into the child's lantern.

"Thank you, big brother. The boy smiled at him, revealing a row of missing baby teeth, and ran down the trail toward the town.

Of course, when he walked to a street lamp with the candy, several more children came, and together they happily took a few of the candy and ran towards the town of Shamonta.

"This kid, asking for candy to knock on the door in town, what's the matter with coming on the main road?" Wright grumbled, wiping the sweat from his forehead again, holding the pistol on his waist, and quickening his pace.

Knock, knock, knock, knock......

The bell at the top of the church in the town of Shamonta struck nine times in succession, signaling that it was nine o'clock in the evening.

I don't know if it's too remote or if it's a deliberate negligence on the part of the Avantley Empire, but in the capital city of Wright, you can often see the glittering lights on the roadside, as well as those colorful nighttime scenery.

But the tone of Shamonta Town is still bleak, although it has some candle spirits, and it is not an industrial town, and the night before Halloween is lively today.

After a brisk walk through the not-so-bustling business district, Wright finally found the doorway of the two-story building where he lived by the moonlight and his not-so-remarkable night vision.

"102 Chamonta, it's still the same as before. Wright whispered with a little nostalgia, opened the yellow backpack, and took out a key made of steel from it, put it into the keyhole, and turned it skillfully.

Click.

The familiar sound came from in front of him again, and the lock of the gate of the small courtyard was easily opened.

After reassuring himself that there were no more unspeakable dangers around him, Wright took a deep breath and opened the door alone, entering the room he was familiar with with some of the characteristics of the Cruster Empire.

Click, click, boom!

After two clicks, Wright finally lit the flame on the match.

He carefully guarded the flame with his left hand to ensure that it would not be extinguished by the wind that drifted from nowhere, and hurriedly sent his right hand into the kerosene lampshade.

After a series of skillful movements, the huge room was finally filled with light.

"It seems that Mrs. Menissa has fulfilled her promise, and two silver Winterley coins are enough to pay for him to clean my house. Wright looked around the room, smiling with satisfaction.

As a former Imperial soldier, Wright also developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early, and after throwing his backpack casually on the red-style sofa, he yawned and walked briskly to the bedroom that had already been packed.

After the exhausting journey on the train, coupled with the uncomfortable feeling of dreams and tension just now, Wright's spirit was completely attacked and occupied by sleepiness.

He didn't care too much, and he didn't want to take part in some of the lively Halloween celebrations outside, and in his eyes, the rest of his body was greater than everything he needed to prepare.

Thinking of this, he easily took off his clothes and pants on the ground, and by the way, he threw aside the eye on the top of his head casually, and said:

"I should go to sleep, and I'll deal with tomorrow's affairs tomorrow. If I didn't have a good spirit, I am afraid that I would not have been able to complete the tasks left by my teacher. ”

After saying that, Wright fell asleep under the impact of two extreme exhaustions, mental and physical.

......

Crimson moonlight always appears in the winter days of the Empire, and this has been the case since the "accident" of the Burning Empire to the south thirty years ago.

Under the cover of the upcoming Halloween, a black figure with an eerie mask pokes its head closer to Wright's residence in the town.

After making sure that there was no one, he quickly climbed over the masonry wall and fell softly into the small courtyard.

"The lights are still on, and the people are asleep? The black figure cupped his chin and said, "That's enough, he doesn't seem to be a threat, we can all rest assured." Long live the frost!"

After the black figure finished speaking, he nodded, and by the way, he raised his right hand forty-five degrees, put his four fingers together, and performed a standard Avantley Imperial military salute, and chose to leave.

......

Chamonta Township, 102 Wright Doorstep.

Wright, who had slept all night, did not feel a slight sense of wakefulness from sleep, and he rubbed his eyes in the midst of the child's chaotic screams, and by the way, switched back to clarity with a somewhat hazy perspective.

"What the hell, don't let people sleep!" Wright grumbled, putting on his clothes and pushing open the door to the courtyard.

"It's electrified! It's electrified!"

As soon as he went out, Wright saw two elderly blond-haired children, clapping their hands excitedly, and celebrating with a street lamp outside the courtyard of his house.

Wright walked out quickly, focusing on the hexagonal street lamp that glowed faintly in the daytime.

"Hey, isn't this Wright? Why, it's finally back. Don't want to develop in the capital anymore?"

It was the mayor of the town, Shamon Crane, an official who belonged to the Crane family, one of the several great families in control of the empire.

"Mayor Shamon. I just came back, and you know, the capital wasn't a great choice for me. I studied there for three years and served in the army for another three years, and I had enough anyway. I just heard that there was something here that could help me with my project, so I chose to come back. But what's going on?" Wright said, pointing to the street lamp in front of him.

"What are these kids saying is electrified?"

"Haha, don't you know this good news? Our empire has been fighting a war with the empire in the south for several years, and finally ushered in a chance for peace in the past two years. Well, you know, our town was built by the river, and the source of all this electricity is the nearby river. Shamon said, gesturing not far away to Wright.

Wright looked hard in the direction Shamoun was pointing, and in addition to the statue of the iconic great, this view could also see a bit of the river, and a large unknown machine.

"It's a good thing that we have electricity, we don't have to endure the nights here. But Mayor Mayor, I have some necessary things to do here, I heard that there is an ancient ruin near our town, right, I am very interested in these ancient and mysterious things, this is one of my goals, please help me to go there. Wright pleaded.

"Of course that's fine, just with the things you sent me before, those things you know, I should help you too. Of course, there is also good news for you, and by the way, I also have an assistant for you. Shamon smiled and handed Wright a boxy card.

"An ancient mysterious inquiry, built on a room of objects scavenged from the ruins. Wright read the Great Winterley text above, his eyes full of doubt.