Leaving the city north of Pita City, passing townhouses on the outskirts, weaving mills and flour mills, and crossing a clear river and wooden bridges, three horse-drawn carriages drove along the wooded paths until they finally came to a town surrounded by dense woods.

From the outside, the town is surrounded by a high hill, green with white and brown red, the exterior of the houses, a winding road divides the town in two, and the houses on both sides are lined up, and at noon the smoke rises from their chimneys.

Dotted with a black castle at the top of the hill, it looks like a black pearl in the mist in the sunlight and the green smoke emitted by the town, and it looks like a strange mystery - that is also the goal of the team.

The carriage continued to drive towards the castle at the top of the hill, and the wheels were crushed against the gravel pavement, and the body of the carriage swayed slightly from the unevenness of the stones.

The pedestrians on the road were dressed plainly, and they looked at the horse-drawn carriage into the town with wary eyes, which seemed to be very xenophobic.

As a result, the three carriages stopped at a small square in the middle of the town. It's not that I don't want to continue, it's that I can't continue.

The tall head pulled the black leather carriage into the town, which was already more conspicuous, and by word of mouth, this small town seemed to be known to everyone, and a group of people surrounded it.

"Get out!"

"This is not the place for you!"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Castle?"

"Can't let them into the castle!"

The crowd blocked the carriage, and the horses neighing so loudly that everyone in the carriage had to step out of the carriage.

Two uniformed policemen clear the way, Charles following them, but as soon as he appears, the crowd around him becomes even more agitated.

"It's him again!"

"Get out of here, this is not your territory!"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't try to get into that damn castle!"

“……”

Bang——!

A policeman raised his hand and fired a bullet into the sky, and the violent sound instantly suppressed everyone's noise, and the surrounding area fell silent.

Glancing at the many townsfolk staring at him, Charles coughed dryly, then looked at a policeman beside him.

"The law of Dulin, what should I do if I obstruct the police?"

"Fines ranging from 10 pence to 10 gold pounds." The young policeman replied cooperatively. He and Charles are old acquaintances, and he was one of the first to search Charles' house.

Now he's a temporary lackey of the Charles.

"There are so many people, it should be regarded as the law does not blame the public, right?"

Charles's words calmed the townsfolk around them, but before they could continue to make noise, the young policeman glanced at them with a malicious expression.

"No, the director likes to make trouble with a lot of people, so the fine can be more."

As he spoke, all the policemen in the other two carriages came down, counting the two beside Charles, a total of ten, the uniform uniforms and the black flintlock pistols in their hands made everyone silent, and some opened their mouths in disobedience, but as soon as they said a few words, a gunshot rang out in the sky, and they were held back again.

Different from the rule of law society on the earth, in the current kingdom of Turin, the police really dare to kill people if they disagree - in Durin, and even in the entire Arcabia continent, the predecessor of the police is the city garrison, like the golden robe in the world of ice and fire, the power is very large, and it has been less than a hundred years since it has been transformed into a more disciplined policeman, and the methods are equally ruthless and the deterrent is also strong.

So the group returned to the carriage, and the horses, under the whip of the coachman, began to move again, while the crowd spontaneously gave way of the way.

However, the carriage did not go directly to the castle, but stopped at the door of a large house at the end of the town.

There was a lot of commotion just now, and an obscene-looking old man had already walked out of the room at this time, and when he saw Charles getting out of the carriage, he trotted in with a smile on his face.

"It turned out that Sir Branston was coming to town, welcome."

"Keys." Charles glanced at him, his words very succinct, his face undisguised with disgust.

This is the current mayor of Canyon Town, and if I remember correctly, the last time the original owner came here, he scolded him the most, and the deepest impression was his freckled rosacea, and the shrug shrug when he spoke was particularly attention-grabbing.

"Keys? Hehe, it's been ready for a long time, you wait, I'll go get it. ”

He said he was ready, but he went back to the house to rummage, and the old man's cheekiness couldn't even stand the policemen, but because Charles was here, they didn't say anything.

After a while, the old man ran out of the room, holding a bunch of black keys in both hands and handing them to Charles, and said with a smile while handing them over: "You also know, hehe, that, we also do what we are told, but there is no personal thought, hehe, you must understand, hehe, understand us." ”

"Which one is it?" Charles took the key without hurry, squinting at the bad old man who saw the wind and rudder, and there was no idea of respecting the old man in his heart.

"Regardless of the top of our financial road, hehe, which one else can there be." The old man winked at Charles obscenely, leaving him speechless.

Tax? Municipal? Still is?

Secretly pondering, Charles didn't stay here for long, Pita City is not big, and there are few people who can exert influence on a town mayor and police chief, he already has preliminary doubts in his heart, but there is no need to say more about this before his strength is insufficient.

"One step at a time."

Secretly cheering himself up, he got back into the carriage and the convoy continued on its way.

This time there were no surprises, and the carriage swerved up the gravel road until it finally came to the castle gatehouse.

The castle gate is not in the form of a drawbridge, but a steel gate, through which you can see the dilapidated courtyard covered with fallen leaves.

Two minarets stand against the gates, like two huge guards.

Surrounded by a gray stone wall, about 20 feet high, the battlements are dilapidated, and the gray wall skin has fallen a lot, and it seems that it has not been maintained for a long time.

The castle doesn't seem to be too old, as evidenced by its modest architectural style, but it has fallen into disrepair and looks like an "old grandfather".

The group struggled to flip the manual switch of the gate, and the entrance gradually opened, and finally, they walked into it one after another.

Passing through the dark portico and the entrance to the schoolyard, as well as the barracks blacksmith shop and stables around the schoolyard, they came to the inner fort area after passing through a gate again.

The entire main fort of Black Maple Fort is here, and it is guarded by relatively small buildings around it, and the police look curiously at the dilapidated and dusty environment around them, as if they usually don't see this kind of old antique building that once swept the world.

Charles didn't have the leisure they did, and he used the key to open the closed door of the main castle, and he struggled to push the dark steel door open, and with a creak, a dusty hall came into view.

It was a very empty hall, and all kinds of objects had long been carried by unknown people, and a huge fireplace stood alone in the deepest part of the hall, which was the most conspicuous thing here.

A stone staircase is located in the corner of the hall, and it turns up to the second floor, which leads to the top of the hall, and there are still stairs leading to the upper floor, but the upper part is blocked by the frescoed ceiling, and the distribution of buildings up is not visible.

Of course, Charles didn't have the heart to see anything for himself, because not long after he stepped into the hall, a sneaky murmur suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice was similar to the spell he had cast, the same ghostly air, but the difference was that it was long, and for some reason, it gave Charles a special intimacy.

The intimacy of GodTM.

Secretly surprised, his footsteps could not help but walk in the direction from which the sound came, which was the corner of a side hall, and under the low stone railing, the gray staircase led to the underground of the castle, blocked by a wooden door.

As if sensing Charles' approach, the voice became even louder, and Charles slowly approached as if enchanted, without thinking about the consequences.

However, just as he was about to approach the wooden door, a message suddenly drifted in front of him.

[Your spirit has been invaded by an unknown force, and your ability to cast spells has been reduced as a result]

He looked down at the halfway stairs under his feet, then at the gate not far away, and turned around decisively to leave.

As if sensing this, the voice suddenly became urgent, as if to exert an influence, but with vigilance, Charles would never be "seduced" again.

"Is there any problem with that?"

Thinking about the information he had learned before, and looking at the unaware policemen in the main hall of the castle, Charles cursed secretly.

If that's okay, what's the problem?

Charles was in no mood to take a good look at the place after such a fuss, and even the idea of whether to move in or not dissipated.

A haunted castle, whoever loves it can come and live, he doesn't have the curiosity to see what the sneaky castle looks like under the castle anyway.

With this in mind, he stepped into the study on the third floor of the castle, rummaged for a long time, picked up the family token that symbolized the territory of Canyon Town, and hurried away.