The banner of the castle of Dur is hunting. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info moon stars sparse night.

On the balcony of the three-story attic, Wei Xu lazily leaned on the railing, just blowing the night breeze that was wrapped in the coolness of spring, drinking Nord honey little by little, looking at the huge moon in the sky. The more skillful the use of spell energy in his body, the more Wei Xu could feel the energy fluctuations coming from the moon and the starry sky, distant and real.

A philosopher from Goam Province once said that just because you can't see the stars doesn't mean they don't exist, they are always above the sky, but we mortal eyes can't see them. Like gods, we can't spy on them, but they can watch us all the time......

Fixation? Wei Xu raised his wine glass to the sky for a moment, and then drank the remaining liquid in the glass. You left Lao Tzu here for so long and didn't come to say hello...... I, Wei Xu, tell you, we have made this beam! When he was thinking like this in his heart, Wei Xu was still maliciously speculating, was there a certain god who suddenly sneezed in a certain plane at this time? Does it rain when the gods sneeze?

Thinking like this, the next moment, a muffled thunder rolled in from afar. A dark cloud did not know when it covered the bright moon, and in an instant, the rain was pouring down.

No way? Is that okay too? Wei Xu said in surprise, and pulled the stools, chairs, and fruit sent by the servant back to the bedroom. He didn't want to get drenched in the rain...... Maybe it's really some powerful saliva?

Thinking of this, Wei Xu couldn't help but feel a little guilty...... Now he indirectly disturbed the good things of that old fellow in Bagluf. He had just seen Baglouf on the balcony catching up with Turlius on the bench at the entrance of the barracks, but when it was talking about the past, his eyes kept glancing at the adjutant next to Tourus, Governor Ricky.

"Rumble!" Another thunderbolt illuminated the Château de Dürr in the rain. It is a bit of mystery to this castle that has gone through ancient times.

The gate of the "squeak...... castle suddenly opened with this explosion.

"Cut! Scare Lao Tzu! The soldier guarding the door drew his sword and stared at the door for a long time, and then muttered very unpleasantly. Then he stepped forward and shut the wind-blown gate.

In just a few moments, the raindrops outside the door came in, forming a strange puddle of water on the ground. However, the guard did not notice the water stain, and after closing the door, he walked to the bench next to him and continued his nap.

The strange sound of "ticking ......" sounded in the already silent corridor. But by this time, the guard had fallen asleep deeply. This is the omission of the defense mechanism without a strict management system, from the initial internal and external tightness, gradually becoming external and internally tight, and then internal and external.

There was a soft "click...... sound. A footprint appeared half a meter outside the puddle of water, and soon, the footprint was covered by inexplicable water droplets.

There was another soft "click...... and another footprint appeared on the floor of the corridor......

At nine o'clock in the evening, the night banquet was over. At this time, there were hardly any people in the corridors of the Château de Tour. The lords don't have the habit of hanging out in the middle of the night, and one by one they either stay in their own rooms, or secretly discuss something in a lord's room with whom they have a good relationship. Occasionally, one or two attendants would walk up and down, busy cleaning up and disposing of the leftovers of the dinner......

"Yikes! Where did this water stain come from! A young maid looked at the water stains that went up the staircase from the gate in amazement, and thought to herself that the lord had just returned from going out in the rain at night. It was the lord who made the garbage, but it was the poor attendants who had to clean it up. The maid didn't make a fuss, but hurried to the warehouse to get a packet of powdered medicine and began to spread it along the trail of water. This powder is specially designed to absorb water stains and keep things dry, and an old building like the castle of Dürr would have been covered with green moss if it hadn't been maintained in this way.

As we went up the stairs, the water stains became less and less, until at last there were only two footprints that were about to dry.

"Whew...... It's done at last......" The maid let out a long sigh of relief, and then returned to the gate with a broom and dustpan, and began to clean up the damp powder.

......The door opened again, and a tall figure in a poncho walked in.

The guard was woken up by this sound, he just wanted to open his mouth to scold his mother, but when he saw the person in front of him, he came to his senses directly, and stood up straight and saluted respectfully. This is the richest lord of the legend, Lord Baglouf, and he is not a guard to offend at will.

Baghlouf's face was not very good at this time. And no wonder...... Originally, I had a good chat with Tulius, but in the end, this old guy was ready to meet and leave time for himself and Ricky, but who knew that it would rain before he left...... In desperation, Baglouf had no choice but to send Ricky back to the barracks, and he himself returned to Dürr Castle afterwards.

A lord like Baggrove wants a woman to hook his fingers. But Baghlouf's needs in this regard are not so arbitrary. After the death of his ex-wife, he did not remarry, mainly because he did not take a fancy to him. Later, when he met the female lieutenant named Ricky in Helgen, Baghlouf instantly felt that he was about to bloom with an iron tree, and this kind of heroic and sassy woman who did not let the woman with shaved eyebrows attracted Baglouf the most, and it could even be said that most of the Nord men attracted most of the Nord men - the Nords have always respected strength, and most of the aesthetic same is true for women, and the more women who can fight, the more they can stimulate the hormones of this group of barbarians. And among the Nord women, they can't usually fight, and their bodies are also first-class. Of course, the feel of the skin may be worse, and it is estimated that the palm will feel a little rough to the touch......

The middle-aged Nord lord shook his poncho with a gloomy face, handed it to a maid next to him, and then stood there and let the maid clean up the water stains on his leather boots and the hem of his cloak and trousers. Although he is the second generation of officials, he understands the difficulties of these maids, so he does not embarrass this maid.

It was only after the maid, who was estimated to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, had almost wrung the water out of her clothes, that he strode forward.

"Humph!" As he passed the guard, he glared at the guy obliquely, and a cold snort silenced the guard. Baghlouf had just seen that this guy was lazy, and if this kind of guy had been his own soldier, he would have cut him down on the spot. It's no wonder that Wei Xu's kid has a way to tie up Laila's old woman from the rift, with such guards, the safety of the lords can be guaranteed!