Easley stepped off the train, looking at the alley in front of him, a hint of helplessness appeared on the face of the 'swordsmith' after being concealed by the system.

What debt is the hardest to repay?

Undoubtedly, the debt of favors!

Therefore, when facing the tavern proprietor, the 'swordsmith' will always unconsciously be a head shorter.

Because, in the past, he owed a lot of favors to the tavern proprietress, and until now, he has not paid it off in the real sense.

And he appeared in Hook Alley, the headquarters of the Freedom Alliance, to return the favor.

De Coman, a member of the Freedom League.

It's not a core member, but it's not a marginal person, it's the kind of player who doesn't want to be tied down, and doesn't want to be a lone wanderer in the true sense, and finally chooses the Freedom Alliance, and has helped him in the original dungeon world, making him gain a lot.

Even, in a way, De Koman was the key figure who allowed him to truly enter one of the top 10 supernovas.

Therefore, after receiving the other party's request for help, Eisley immediately set off for Hook Alley.

Looking at the colorful alleys in front of him, which were entirely made up of gravel paths and low houses, the 'swordsmith' pursed the corners of his lips, he didn't like this kind of fairy tale town.

It's not that I think it's naïve.

It's just that some fairy tales are far less pure than they seem.

Dig a little and it's all darkness.

For 'The Swordsmith', that feeling of ruining a childhood was terrible.

Maybe that's why adults don't like to read fairy tales?

With the thought in his heart, the 'Swordsmith' walked into Hook's alley, and the moment he stepped into the alley, the sound of wheels sounded.

Not from inside the alley, but from behind.

The Swordsmith looked back.

Three pumpkin wagons of different colors approached slowly from afar, each about 50 meters apart, and in front of them sat a coachman in a dress.

However, the coachmen were not living people, but skeletons.

But that doesn't prevent them from making sounds—

"Want to go to your destination?"

"10 points."

As the first black pumpkin cart approached, a skeleton in a black dress, grabbed the black horse and asked the 'swordsmith'.

After seeing that the Swordsmith did not answer, the black pumpkin carriage departed and disappeared into Hook's alley.

"Want to go to your destination?"

"100 points."

The second pumpkin cart is red, and the skeleton in a red dress asks the same thing with a tug of the reins.

The 'Swordsmith' still didn't answer.

The red pumpkin cart also disappeared like the black pumpkin cart.

"Want to go to your destination?"

"1000 points."

The third pumpkin cart was white, and when the white horse stopped, the skeleton in the white dress stood up and saluted the 'swordsmith' and asked.

"Okay."

Without the same silence as before, the Swordsmith nodded, and boarded the pumpkin cart directly.

Upon entering the carriage, the 'Swordsmith' ignored the hint that cost 1,000 points, instead raised his hand to touch a brass ring on his left index finger.

There are no complicated lines, and there is no embellishment, it looks like a ring that only a peasant woman in the countryside would choose.

But only its true owner, the Swordsmith, will understand its benefits.

It is not only able to identify danger, but also to indicate safety.

This brass ring has always been one of the most indispensable tools for the 'swordsmith'.

It warns when a black or red pumpkin cart approaches, and when a white pumpkin cart approaches, it indicates safety.

The experience of narrowly revitalizing countless times has made the 'Swordsmith' never doubt the reliability of this item.

Wheels, wheels.

The white-clad skeleton driver flicked the reins, and the pumpkin cart headed for the depths of Hook's alley, and the 'swordsmith' sitting in the carriage watched the rapidly retreating buildings on both sides and sent another private message to Decorman.

It's a pity that it was completely ignored.

There is no useful information other than the name that is still on to indicate that the other person is still alive.

Even, I don't even know who the enemy is.

Similarly, the 'Swordsmith' searched his memories and found nothing.

He had the impression that no one had used such a method as 'pumpkin carriage pick-up'.

Of course, the 'Sword Forger' believes that as he goes deeper, the other party will definitely show his feet and let him find the flaw.

After all, in a huge city, there are only a few people who are worthy of his attention.

"Guest, your destination has arrived."

After a bumpy ride, the skeleton coachman's voice sounded, and the door of the pumpkin cart opened at the same time, and the 'swordsmith' looked at the castle in front of him with puzzled eyes.

The blue minaret roof, the white façade, from the high tower windows, one after another colorful tapestries hung straight down, the drawbridge that should have been hoisted, at this time had been lowered, a group of knights in bright armor, divided into two columns, stood on both sides of the drawbridge, extending to the castle gate.

From the direction where the 'Swordsmith' stands, you can easily see the bustle of the castle.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is when did this castle appear?

Although the 'Swordsmith' does not approve of the Freedom Alliance, he still teaches the Freedom Alliance, and they have commissioned him to forge weapons more than once, and he has come to Hook Alley more than once.

He could be sure that there had never been such a castle in Hook's Alley.

Wheels, wheels.

After sending the guests to the guests, the skeleton dressed in white bowed and drove away, leaving the 'swordsmith' alone in front of the drawbridge.

He touched the brass ring.

There are no warnings of danger, and there are no safety tips.

"There is neither danger nor safety......"

"Unknown?"

The 'Swordsmith' frowned.

He hated it.

He was tempted to turn around and walk away if he could, but De Coman's favor forced him to walk towards the drawbridge.

The touch from the soles of the shoes tells the 'swordsmith' that the suspension bridge is real.

Boom!

Smack, smack.

And as soon as the 'swordsmith' walked onto the drawbridge, the knights standing in two columns drew their long swords, not to attack, but to slap the shield in their hands with the spine of their swords.

It's very rhythmic, as if it's some kind of war song.

It makes people feel enthusiastic and passionate when they hear it.

Even the 'swordsmith' was no exception, but he resisted the excitement in his heart, and walked step by step across the drawbridge, through two columns of knights, and when he reached the city gate, a tax collector in a waistcoat and leather boots walked over with a smile on his face.

"10 points for the entrance fee."

The other party said.

'Swordsmith' gave 10 points.

Suddenly, the tax officer's smile became more and more sincere, and the other party turned sideways, bent over, and made a gesture of invitation to the 'swordsmith'.

The 'Swordsmith' stepped in.

Brass rings still have no warning of danger.

There was no danger in his instincts.

Everyone who passed by him was smiling.

Even, he went into a few shops, and the things sold in them were all real.

There are food, drinks, and miscellaneous items.

But there was no sign of a member of the Freedom Alliance.

"Will it be here?"

After making a big circle, the 'swordsmith' stood in front of the inner city of the castle, carefully covering his figure, and slowly approached the inner city.

And when it was still more than ten meters away from the inner city, a burning sting pain suddenly came from the brass ring.

Hazard Warning!

The 'Swordsmith' immediately retreated.

But there have been no changes at all in the inner city of the castle.

The Swordsmith looked at it in disbelief, not noticing, as the shadow beneath his feet began to move silently.

……

Qin Ran stepped off the train and saw the Hook alley not far away at a glance.

Immediately, an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

Qin Ran frowned.

He began to send a message to J. Perelman.

2567 : Where are you?

……

I waited for about five minutes, but there was no reply.

According to the situation of the two people who contacted just now, such a thing could not have happened.

Unless, one of the parties dies.

And the name of J. Perelman did not dim.

The other party is still alive, but he does not reply to his private messages.

Qin Ran couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Originally, he just wanted to make up for his loss just now from the inner ghost of the Freedom Alliance, but what he didn't expect was that the other party actually prepared a big surprise for him.

"Interesting."

Qin Ran narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

With the sound of the wheels of the carriage, three three-color pumpkin carts were heading towards Qin Ran.

The speed of the three pumpkin carts was not fast, and it had taken two minutes from the time Qin Ran saw them to the time the first black pumpkin cart stopped in front of Qin Ran.

"Want to go to your destination?"

"10 points."

The skeleton in a black dress asked Qin Ran like this.

Qin Ran, who had just been bleeding heavily and was still in a state of pain, heard the other party's words, his eyebrows were raised, and he raised his leg without hesitation to slash.

Skeletons, pumpkin carts, and horses in black gowns crumbled and shattered in this sweep, and were reduced to pieces.

A moment later, the second red pumpkin carriage heard in front of Qin Ran.

"Want to go to your destination?"

"100 points."

Bang!

Another leg sweep, and the red pumpkin cart followed in the footsteps of the black pumpkin cart.

Finally, there's the white pumpkin cart.

The black and red fragments were on the side of the road, and the white skeletons standing up in the carriage and saluting could be seen clearly, almost with a blessed heart, and the words changed when they came to their lips.

"Want to go to your destination?"

"White Jack is at your service."

"Hmm."

Qin Ran nodded.

The white skeleton immediately jumped out of the driver's seat and opened the door of the pumpkin cart for Qin Ran.

"Please get in the car."

The white skeleton bent respectfully.

Qin Ran stepped on the stairs of the car and walked into the pumpkin car, the inside of the carriage was also white, the front and back were facing each other with seats, and there was a small low cabinet on the side of the window, which could be put on it with just the right handle or some sundries.

"There are drinks in the cupboard, please feel free to enjoy them."

"If anything, please let me know, I'm in front."

With these words, the white skeleton gently closed the door, and then, with the shaking of the reins, the pumpkin cart began to move slowly.

It's very smooth.

Qin Ran sat in it without feeling a single bump, and, in that low cabinet, Qin Ran found two pots of drinks and a basket of snacks.

The two pots of drinks are wine and black tea.

Dim sum is a baked cream waffle.

After sniffing it and confirming that there was no material in it, Qin Ran temporarily put it in his backpack, now is not the time to enjoy food.

A smooth and fast journey that ended in just a few minutes.

"Your Excellency, your destination has arrived."

The white skeleton opened the car door and pointed to the castle road outside.

"Are you sure it's here?"

Qin Ran sat motionless in his chair and asked.

The voice was indifferent, just like the body, without the slightest fluctuation.

The invisible aura was like the gaze of a ferocious beast, enveloping the white skeleton.

"This, this ......"

"Maybe I'm mistaken."

"Sit down, we'll be to our real destination in no time."

After the door of the pumpkin cart closes, it starts again.

Qin Ran, who was sitting in the carriage, was still motionless.

And the soul fire in the body of the white skeleton driving the carriage began to shake incessantly, and if it could sweat, it would definitely be sweating profusely at this moment.

Both anxious.

Is...... Afraid.

It has welcomed guests more than a dozen times, and it is the first time it has encountered a guest like Qin Ran.

It's seen that it fights when it doesn't agree with each other.

But it's the first time I've seen them that they can take damage.

"Poor black. Jack and Red. Jack, I hope your bones don't get bitten by wild dogs. ”

"I hope you bless me and don't be the next one of you."

As an attendant with the ability to think independently, White Jack began to pray at this time, and turned the direction of the carriage to its true destination.

It didn't know how Qin Ran knew that the destination just now was fake, it was a trap, and it wanted to take revenge on Qin Ran for not giving the fare.

However, it knew that in order to survive, it could no longer play tricks.

This time the journey was much longer than before.

After about twenty minutes of travel, the carriage came to a halt again.

"Your Excellency, this is it."

"I swear, this is a real destination."

After White Jack opened the car door, he said directly.

Qin Ran glanced at the castle outside, from the outside, it was the same as what he had just seen, as for the inside?

Naturally, there is a slight difference.

Qin Ran stepped out of the carriage.

Looking at Qin Ran who stepped out of the carriage, White Jack breathed a sigh of relief, and just when the skeleton coachman wanted to leave, Qin Ran spoke.

"Wait."

Qin Ran not only stopped the other party, but also ripped off the reins and tied the other party up like this.

"Your Excellency, what are you going to do?"

White Jack stammered.

"Nothing."

"Exploring the way ahead."

Qin Ran said very reasonably.

"But I'm a coachman, I can't ......"

"Okay!"

"Although I am a chauffeur, I also have excellent pathfinding skills."

Feeling the coldness coming from Qin Ran's breath, White Jack immediately changed his words, and walked to the castle gate in the lead.

The two columns of knights drew their swords again and played a war song with their spine and shield.

Qin Ran's strong spirit did not affect him in the slightest, he glanced at the two columns of knights, and then looked at the man who was running towards him with a smile on his face.

Coming to Qin Ran, the man began to introduce himself.

"Hello, Your Excellency, I am the tax collector of this city."

"If you want to go into town, you need 10 points."

As he spoke, the tax collector prepared to perform his duties.