Swan Castle is just a name.

In fact, it is now a city, a mountain town built on a hill.

The fortress is at the highest point of the mountain, and the entire exterior wall is not known to be painted with any white dye, even if it is blown by wind and rain, even if it is dusty, the exterior wall of this contracted land is still extremely white and spotless.

Nowadays, the sunset shines on the castle, reflecting a pale yellow light, which is extraordinarily brilliant.

Nowadays, most of the castles of the French Empire are steepled, which is similar to the temple architecture, and this style is influenced by the Iberian Peninsula, hundreds of years ago, the peninsula produced a very remarkable architect, whose architectural style absorbed the characteristics of the Amur people, and the buildings he designed also have a delicate and ornate and mysterious style, which is very popular with the aristocracy.

Take the famous Grand Cross Church in Reims, for example.

During the reign of the Amurs, all the churches in Reims were demolished and replaced with the temple of the goddess of the moon, and after the Francis recaptured the city of Reims, the temple of the goddess of the moon was naturally demolished and the temple was rebuilt.

The Church of the Grand Cross was built by Alfonso himself.

That master also left a legacy in Reims, the Alfonso family, which was closely linked to the Templars, and every generation of men in this family would join the Templars and become ascetics in the service of God.

At the same time, the Alfonso family was often married to the Leslie family.

The mother of the Grand Duke of Swan Castle, Ron Leslie and the Marquis of Leo Leslie, is from the Alfonso family, their eldest sister is married to the Alfonso family, the patriarch of the Alfonso family is her biological son, and Ron's son Klein Leslie's wife is also a member of the Alfonso family, so even if he has not raised him since he got married, he still sits firmly in the position.

Swan Castle has a long history, with a history of 2,000 years.

As a result, its architectural style is very different from most of the fortress estates of the Empire today, and only the ancient castles of the south that are also steep in history bear a resemblance to it.

The castle on the top of the hill is the important place of the Leslie family, and there are many forbidden areas, and in some places, even a few important people such as the patriarch, even the lineage of the family are not allowed to enter.

Hundreds of years ago, the Amurs attacked Swan Castle.

They did not hesitate to sacrifice and attacked desperately, and in the end, they occupied the mountain town below, and also captured the Leslie family settlement on the mountainside, however, there was no way to capture the fortress on the top of the mountain.

The fortress seems to be located in the real world, however, when the circle is activated, it can escape into the void and can be disconnected from the real world, so at that time, even if the Amurs were strong, there was no way to conquer it.

Even if there was only one master-level powerhouse in the Leslie family, even if the Amurs had three or four high priests equivalent to the master-level to make a move, there would be no way to defeat this magic circle, and there would be no way to cross the void and break into it.

Ron Leslie leaned his hands on the railing, looking down in silence.

The sun set on the other side of the plain, revealing only half of the orange head, and the sunset seemed to be burning, rolling over from the other side of the plain, and the orange light shone brightly on the heavens and the earth, enveloping the mountain city.

The entire building under Swanstein Castle is full of white walls and red tiles, and its architectural style is uniform, and if you don't look up at the house number, it is easy to go to the wrong place.

The crowd was full of voices and extremely lively.

Ron tilted his head slightly and let out a long sigh of silence.

He was not tall, his face was ordinary, his hair was gray, slightly sparse, and now, with a slight stiffness on his shoulders and back, he walked on the street like an ordinary little old man in the south.

Now, he was wearing a white linen shirt, a pair of black linen trousers underneath, and a pair of mango shoes under his feet, the hem of which was a little fat, and the mountain wind blew, and the hunt flew and danced.

There's no way around it!

There's really nothing that can be done about it!

Ron squinted, and the moistness in his eyes disappeared instantly, not taking up the entire socket.

The entire south, even Reims City, is not without master-level powerhouses, and with Ron's relationship and the name of the Grand Duke of Swan, it is not impossible to invite master-level transcendents to treat Crane.

However, there is a specialization in the art industry.

Even a master-level transcendent is not omnipotent.

All the masters are strong and related to their original talents, and then, combined with the divine text he knows, he can also use the power of the divine text and combine some materials to cast spells or drive the magic circle, among them, most of the master strong are good at fighting, and there are not many who are good at academic research, especially for the study of life, which is almost rare.

There are already fewer strong masters, and even fewer are good at life science.

When Klein was at his most dangerous, the life science master that Ron was able to invite was nowhere to be found, I heard that he had entered a mysterious world and carried out his research, and a research master like this would not have come to the world at all unless he completed his research, and even if you wanted to invite him, you would not be able to find his whereabouts.

Even if he invited the cardinal of the Templar and used magic to let the holy light shine on Crane's body, he still failed to wake Crane, and his vitality continued to leave him.

The day before yesterday, a master of life science came from the north.

For this reason, Ron spent a lot of favor and resources, however, after the one came, he only glanced at the sleeping Crane, and then shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

This is a situation that the master has seen.

Now, Crane's soul has been devoured by the creatures in the Secret Realm, leaving only the torso, because the soul is not there, so the body is inevitably losing its vitality, and the act of retaining the vitality is futile, even if it succeeds, even if it has been breathing, it is no different from death.

Can Crane's soul be recovered?

The Master shook his head.

Not to mention that the Secret Realm has disappeared into the Endless Void, without a trace, and cannot be entered into it, even if it is, Klein's soul has probably been transformed, like food swallowed by humans, can you say that the things you pulled out are the food itself?

This is the death sentence for Klein Leslie!

I can only give up, right?

Ron Leslie couldn't help but clench his fists.

Behind him, there was a slight sound of footsteps, from far to near, disappearing a few meters away from him, silently.

Ron turned his head, and an old man dressed as a butler stood behind him with his head bowed, his hands pressed against the outside of his thighs, and the top of his head was facing Ron's gaze, looking unusually respectful.