Charles and Honeywin rode side by side, slowly approaching the castle in the middle of the green meadow, the sun above them shedding wisps of warmth, which also made Honeywei have a lot of doubts in his heart.

"Lord Marquis, do you perceive any danger, or the aura of the Night Cultist?"

Honeycrow knew the hunter's talent for danger perception, so he consulted him again, and there was a new castle in the deserted dense forest, which did look a little suspicious.

But the Night Cultists don't like the sun, and the strongholds they choose are mostly dark and dark places, so wouldn't it be better to build a castle in the surrounding dense forest?

And I haven't heard of any royal family members who would have anything to do with the Night side, the royal family members on the mainland are not those ignorant commoners, and most of the temptations of the Night Cultists do not work for them.

Or as long as they want, they can do anything exciting by themselves, and they can degenerate more than the Night Cultists without help!

Hearing Honey's inquiry, Charles narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a bit of a threat, but it's not too dangerous!"

Charles mobilized the hunter talent in his body before entering the meadow, and he really didn't perceive too much danger, so he swaggered over to "make a move".

"Stop coming!"

The sentries above the castle shouted warning, and a group of warriors rushed up the castle walls, all the artillery spears flashing out, making a defensive gesture.

Bishop Honeycone shouted: "I am Bishop Honeycrow of the Church of St. Lemmon of Nancy, and I am looking for our parishioner, Her Excellency Ariana, who has been to you according to the clues, and asks your master to talk to me!"

"Please wait a moment, Lord Bishop, I have already informed my Marquis!"

The bishop's robe on Honey still has some effect, and the power of the Dawn Church does not know borders, and the warriors on the wall are polite enough to let Charles and the others wait patiently.

After a while, the gate of the castle opened, and a man who looked like a butler took the lead and walked out, smiling and saying to Charles and the others: "A few guests from afar, my Marquis welcomes you to Castle Green, and let me ask a few guests if they would like to have dinner with him?"

Bishop Honeywin: "May I ask which of the Griffith family is your Marquis?"

"It's Lord Dietley!"

"I'm sorry, we don't have time to enjoy the Marquis's dinner, because we are looking for our Lord Ariana, and her clues are missing here............"

Honey still held his chin high, assuming the superiority of the Church Master, but Charles sensed his caution.

"Is this Dietley Greenface the man who has a great record in the Northern Wall?"

As soon as the thought flashed through Charles's mind, he heard a cold shout in the distance.

"I'm here!"

Everyone looked up and breathed a sigh of relief because they saw the tall and straight figure of the paladin walking out.

"Ariana, are you alright?" Honeycrow jumped off his horse and walked to the castle gate to meet Ariana.

Ariana nodded, and then said coldly to Charles behind her, "Lord Marquis, why are you here?"

I'm here to collect your body!

Charles cursed inwardly, but the standard aristocratic hypocritical smirk appeared on his face, "I am a hunter and need to lead the way for the benevolent Honeycone in search of a lost lamb." ”

Ariana looked at Charles indifferently for a few seconds, and then said without emotion: "I'm sorry Lord Marquis, what you are looking for is not a lamb, but a lion, the lion will find its way home, now please go home the same way as a hunter! Don't covet the prey in the trap anymore, don't be bitten by the prey!"

Charles: "............"

Bishop Honeywin: "............"

Charles knew that Ariana had a bad impression of herself, and the reason was that Charles casually pointed at the portrait of "Lord Grava Chaina", so that after Ariana advanced to "Epiphany through painting", she sarcastically "Thank you!"

But now Ariana's words are clearly not just sarcastic about Charles, but have something to say.

"Your Excellency is right, I don't like hunting very much, and since the Bishop has found you, I, the one who led the way, should naturally leave, but my cat has just been injured, and I want to find the murderer and cut a knife on him. ”

There must be something strange about the castle in front of him, and it is no longer in his own territory, Honeycan has taken over Ariana's responsibility, and it stands to reason that Charles should follow Ariana's advice and go home.

But the big hole in the little tiger cat's boots is still cracked! Is the hunter's pet cat a cat? That's a son who is not related by blood, okay! How can someone pull a knife and forget it like that? If this matter gets out one day, where will he put the face of the Marquis of Shire?

So this revenge must be avenged, even if it is to find the main owner and spit a few mouthfuls in his face, it can be regarded as a normal way of communication between nobles.

"Marquis Shire, I think you should go back to your territory now and save thousands of people like Daisy, instead of venting your useless anger here over a cat. ”

Charles was stunned, and finally determined that Ariana was thinking about herself, and that there was so much danger in the castle in front of her that the female paladin, who was full of personal heroism, was at a loss.

"Ariana, did you find any traces of the Night Cultists inside?" Bishop Honeycan was not stupid, and immediately lowered his voice and asked.

But Ariana shook her head, frowned and said uncertainly, "I didn't find any signs of darkness here, but ............"

"Why do you stay at the door and blow the cold wind at the door? Do you dislike me, the host, for not greeting me personally? Hahaha! I just changed into formal clothes......

A group of people suddenly walked out of the castle, and the middle-aged nobles led by them put on a hearty and amiable smile.

Charr's eyes narrowed, staring at the middle-aged man with a strong and athletic mind, the sense of danger in his mind became stronger and stronger, and it was only when he got closer that he reached a critical peak.

It was a tipping point that would allow Charles to turn around and leave.

And the little tiger cat boots, which had regained his calm, had already burrowed into Charles's arms again in search of security.

"The world is so big, there are no surprises, and when the forest is big, there are really all kinds of birds. ”

Charr's hunter talent has the ability to sense danger, just now he only sensed ordinary danger, but now the level of danger has increased several levels, even if Charles now has many hole cards, but also feels deep danger and fear.

But the source of fear was not just the middle-rank strength of the heroic man, but more the looming darkness in his body.

"I'm Dietre Griffiths, and if I'm not mistaken, this handsome young man must be my good neighbor, His Excellency Charles Chevalier!"

Charles stared at the others, who also looked at him carefully, and finally guessed his identity.

"Good neighbors, I think so too!" said Charles, looking at each other with a smirk, full of hypocrisy.

"Hehehehe! You're an interesting person......"

The Marquis de Dietré smiled happily, and then suddenly saw the little tiger cat in Charles's arms, "Huh, is that your cat? Oops! I accidentally flew him a meal knife just now, I'm really sorry! You don't blame me, do you?"

"That's not going to work, I'm sure I'll get you justice!" said Charles's face with a pout, his tone like a casual tease between friends.

"Then please come to my castle, and I will give you enough compensation!"

"Hehehe! You compensate me? Really? Hahahaha!"

The Marquis de Charles and Dietley smirked at each other, like two hypocritical nobles who were ready to stab someone with a knife.

However, just when everyone thought that the two were going to greet each other for a long time, Charles restrained his smile and said coldly: "I'm really sorry Lord Dietley, I think we should go!"

After Charr finished speaking, he gave Honey a "go now" look, and the latter immediately gave Ariana a knowing look.

But Ariana had no intention of leaving.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're following the trail of the Night Cultists, right? I happen to have some reliable clues!"

Dietrey Greenface looked at Charles and the others with amusement, as if he were looking at a little mouse about to fall into a rice bowl.

Of course you have clues to see, you're a Night Cultist, and you're still a big deal!