"Where's the place to worship here?" Ignoring the blacksmith, Lancet turned to Todd and asked about the service. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"There are several shrines in the whole of North County, but there is only one church that can be worshipped - the Cathedral of Mara." Todd stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the east, "Actually, you can see Mara Cathedral through the hill behind the former sawmill." ”

"Haven't you been looking over there?" Randster turned to the blacksmith.

"The priest said they hadn't been there at all, and that there wasn't any worship that day." Blacksmith Moss shook his head feebly.

After asking a few more questions, Lancet sent Moss the blacksmith out of the tavern.

"What a pathetic fellow." Todd shook his head and sighed, "His wife and children disappeared together, and he was the only one left." ”

"Where's your family, Todd?" The female mage asked with feeling, and she seemed to be a little touched.

"Thanks to Mara, they have long since returned to their 'homeland', and they don't have to suffer with me in this world." The tavern owner said lightly, without showing much sadness.

Mauria didn't know what to say, but Lancet raised his glass and touched the glass that Todd had placed on the table, and drank the fruit wine.

Todd grabbed his glass and took a big sip of his wine.

"What is the important thing you just said?" After drinking the wine in the glass, Todd returned to his previous appearance.

"Tell me about Damien, you heard him mention that he was frightened by ghosts?" Ranster picked an apple from the fruit bowl that had just survived the "earthquake" and threw it to the mage, picking a pear himself.

"Ha, that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen." Todd couldn't help but let out a sneer after hearing Ranster's words.

"About a month ago, Damien claimed to have seen a ghost in the Lord's Palace, and he strengthened the garrison for this purpose, but we all thought it was a joke."

"Later, every once in a while, rumors of haunting would come from the Lord's Palace, and I heard that a chef had been killed by those ghosts."

"Since then, Damien has rarely been seen again, he is busy cleaning up the 'ghosts' in his lord's mansion, but he is not even concerned about the life and death of the people in his domain, but he only posts a bounty on the bulletin board, but his own garrison does not leave his side."

Todd told everything he knew in one breath and took a long sip of fruit wine in a depressed manner.

"I don't know how Thorne Norton gave birth to such a son."

"So it's true that the Lord's Mansion is haunted?" Lanster didn't expect so much to happen from top to bottom in a tiny North County.

"Maybe, maybe not. You'll have to ask Damien himself, I can't help you. ”

Listening to Todd's words, Lancet already had a plan in his mind.

This may be the best way for the lord to see himself.

"Looks like we're going to have to go to the Lord's Mansion again."

Lancet called the mage, and the two rode towards the Lord's Mansion once more.

……

Soon, the two guards reappeared in front of Lancet.

"How did you guys get back? I said I'd like to get the bounty, and I'll come back early tomorrow morning. The guard said impatiently.

"We're not here for the bounty," said Lancet, turning and dismounting, walking over to the two guards with a mysterious smile on his face, "we're here for the ghosts." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take a few minutes for the guard who had gone in to deliver the message to return and open the iron gates on the wall for Lancet and the mage.

"Don't wander around inside, the lord is waiting for you on the second floor of the castle." The guard gave him a command, and then let Lancet and Moria into the lord's mansion.

The space inside the city wall is not small, and there are training grounds, barracks, and stables.

After a cursory glance at the training garrisons, Lenster led the mage to the castle gate.

Handing over their horses to the guards at the door, the two finally stepped into the Lord's Mansion and found the Baron Damien they were looking for in the hall on the second floor.

At this time, the lord was standing in the center of the hall in full armor, surrounded by at least a dozen garrisons with weapons in hand.

"If you two just want a bounty, you can go down and get it from my clerk now." The Lord of the North, dressed in full-body armor, said to Lancet with a belly full of fat.

"My lord, I'm here to help you." Lancet said as he drew his sword, his keen senses as if he heard a faint sound.

The Witcher's movements made the other garrison nervous, and they aimed all their weapons at Lancet, as if he would rush forward at the slightest move.

"There are only two of you, how can you help me? None of my dozen soldiers are their opponents. Lord Damien was skeptical.

Lancet didn't answer, he reached for the pocket on his waist, and the knife flew over the head of the Lord of the North County with a "boom".

The knife flew over Damien's head, stabbing the ghost that pierced through the stone wall behind, causing it to let out a scream.

"They're here again!" The lord made a nervous call and hurried over to Lancet's side, "Kill them, hurry, I'll pay!" ”

"You stay here, don't move. Remember, don't use magic. Lanster leaned into the female mage's ear and instructed the other party, and then walked in the direction of the five or six ghosts in front of him.

Even without using any spells, Lancet can destroy all of these ghosts.

The garrison of Northshire wasn't a high-level soldier in its own right, so it was quite difficult to deal with these monsters, and the addition of Lancet gave them a shot in the arm.

"These ghosts are all imaginary, don't panic, they're not that strong!"

The battle went well, and one ghost after another was eliminated, and only the last two or three remained.

Suddenly, someone in the garrison pointed at the ghost in front of him and screamed with a pale face.

"Yes...... It's Bren...... That's right...... It's him! ”

Fear spread like a contagion across the hall, and everyone looked at the ghost that was raging through the crowd with disbelief.

Lancet didn't know much of Bren, and after killing the last ghost, he split the last one in half with a sword.

Everyone stood silently, shocked by the scene just now.

"How could it be ......," Lord Damien muttered to himself with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"That ghost was an acquaintance of yours when he died?" Lancet asked, retracting his sword from its scabbard.

The Lord of the North County swallowed hard, and a smile on his face was more ugly than crying.

"Recruit Blenn was our companion until yesterday."