The Robertson family's home, Celtic Castle, has been standing in the heart of Dundee for 200 years.

When it was built, the best stone from the Midlands of England was used. As many as 500 of the best horses responsible for transporting the materials alone died of exhaustion.

So, until the 21st century, Celtic Castle is still the proudest building in North Scotland.

The marble stairs were much higher than those of ordinary castles, and even for a young man like Dai Lan, it was still very difficult to walk up, but Gerard's butler walked like the wind, and he couldn't tell his age at all.

Dai Lan secretly said in his heart: What a great kung fu!

In this medieval world, if you want to complete the task of saving Bruno, or survive, you must learn the martial arts of a knight, or become a good magician.

Although he wore a blue pocket with the knight's badge of punishment given to him by King Arthur, it was just an ornament for him.

Although he holds the sharpest dagger, Thor's Blade, he still gives it for nothing when he encounters a real knight.

Of course, there is also the anthology of Tang poems hidden behind him, maybe some magical knowledge is recorded on it, but Dai Lan doesn't even know the words on it.

Thinking about this, he was still a little discouraged.

After walking for a while, the front suddenly opened up and was bright.

It was a spacious, bustling hall.

The roof is hung with crystal stones, reflecting the light of the main light. The four walls are also inlaid with pine branch lanterns, and the firelight sways gently in the wind.

A bright red wool carpet stretched from the doorway to a raised platform at the end of the hall.

On the high platform, there was a throne made of black iron, on which sat a radiant middle-aged man in his early fifties. He wore a ruby-encrusted tiara, which looked extraordinarily noble in the light of candles.

It's just that his crown is a little inferior to the one that King Arthur carried. King Arthur's crown may seem nothing special, but it always gives people a supreme dignity and pressure.

The middle-aged man's thin face is like a knife, with sharp edges and corners. The two eyes are as sharp as an eagle and make people shudder. He didn't perform any exercises, but he was still not angry, and an invisible pressure permeated him.

But at this time, the middle-aged man's eye sockets are deep, his lips are dry, and he thinks about everything.

There were also seven or eight people sitting beside him, who had been talking to each other, and when they heard the movement at the door, they all looked at Dai Lan and them.

Eyes staggered, exhausted.

Sitting next to the bottom are basically Western old people who are over the age of sixteen. Most of them wore long shirts as white as snow, and their eyebrows and hair were neatly kept, revealing a bookish atmosphere.

Combined with the situation of the assassination of the eldest lady today, they must be the doctors near Dundee City, and the Oriental people call them Jianghu Langzhong.

The middle-aged man on the iron seat swept over with a sharp gaze, and Dai Lan felt tense all over, as if he couldn't breathe, and said secretly: What a strong aura! I didn't expect the skill of a high-ranking knight to reach such a level.

Then, ordinary magicians, it will be even more terrifying.

This kind of thought flashed in his mind, and then Dai Lan smiled faintly, Lao Tzu has even seen the most senior god-level magician, Tang Bohu is also polite when he sees me, you are a high-level knight, what is the big deal.

Seeing the young man who came in with a superior smile on his face, the middle-aged man on the iron seat frowned, and his heart was a little unhappy.

The hall, which was still lively just now, was quiet for a while, and the pine branch lamps crackled.

After a long time, the middle-aged man on the iron seat asked the old butler Gerald in a deep voice, "Butler, how is the matter of finding the magician?" ”

Gerald took a step forward, dusted himself off, and reported back on the situation.

He spoke in a loud and unhurried voice, but the whole hall could hear it clearly: "My dear master Jonad, since I heard the news of the eldest lady's injury, my subordinates have sent two groups of people out to contact the magician. ”

Dai Lan raised his eyelids and looked at the middle-aged man, it turned out that he was the patriarch of this family, Emily's father, Jonad. Robertson.

What a big shelf!

Gerald paused, then said, "In Glasgow City, there are two apprentice magicians who have old friendships with our Robertson family, and I sent the most appropriate person to clear them. However, even with the fastest horse, it takes 10 days. Last month, I heard that the Wizard had been found in the Highlands north of Dundee, and I sent a team to look for it. ”

Patriarch Jonad nodded: "Who hurt my Emily, how is the investigation?!" ”

"The patriarch, the murderer who hurt the eldest lady, is a mage, and it seems that he is an apprentice magician. I have questioned James Knight in detail, and he has no clue about the enemy's situation. ”

"Bang!" Patriarch Jonad slapped the armrest of the iron seat vigorously, making a dull knocking sound, and saw that the cast iron handrail was shocked in two!

"Useless stuff! Two gold louis per month was in vain. The patriarch's face was covered with a layer of black gas.

Steward Gerald is a good old man, and he is still very protective of his subordinates: "The other party's magic is very powerful, James Knight, and the young man behind me tried their best to repel the sneak attack magician." ”

Jonad didn't want to say anything more, his sharp eyes swept over Dai Lan a few more times, and finally nodded to him and expressed a trace of gratitude.

Butler Gerald took Dai Lan's hand and took a few steps forward to the red carpet.

The light in the center of the hall was bright, illuminating the handsome face of Dai Lan very clearly.

Gerald bowed slightly in the direction of the iron throne and said, "Dear patriarch, this young man is a knight of punishment, and he said that he can save Miss Emily. ”

This sentence suddenly exploded in the hall, and the seven or eight people sitting on both sides began to talk again, with a disapproving look on their faces.

Sir Jonad was amused by this, and immediately came to his senses, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

Unkempt hair, face covered with dust. He was dressed in strange clothing: a half-length shirt with a collar (a modern shirt), and light blue coarse cloth pants (jeans) covered in blood.

Judging from his attire, he was a completely low-class civilian, and he really didn't see any ability.

In the ancient Middle Ages, there was a strict hierarchy that divided people into four categories: royalty, nobility, commoners, and slaves. There are very clear rules about the clothing worn by each type of person. Therefore, by wearing it, you can generally judge a person's rank.

The royal family and aristocracy, who control the country's army, economy and culture, are the masters of the entire country, so they do not bother to interact with the common people at all.

In the minds of the aristocracy, commoners and slaves were rarely educated, and it was impossible to have any great abilities.

Seeing Dai Lan's dress, Jonad was suddenly a little deflated and looked depressed.

Dai Lan snorted in his heart, these dogs look down on people.

If it weren't for James Knight's sake begging him to save Emily, he wouldn't have bothered at all. There is a royal punishment knight badge given to him by King Arthur, and they don't dare to go too far.

"A civilian boy dares to say that he saves the eldest lady, it's really the most ridiculous joke I've ever heard." Sitting at the bottom of the hall, the seven or eight people began to be a little presumptuous.

"Judging by what he was wearing, he probably escaped from some prison, maybe he wasn't a civilian, but a slave."

"Even those of us senior doctors in the medical school can't do anything, how can this wild boy have a way, it seems that Gerald's old butler really wants to try any method."

"This kid, I guess I haven't even figured out what magic Miss Emily has fallen into." A balding old man in the crowd shook his head.

Dai Lan looked at these people who claimed to be senior doctors, and said two words in Huaxia disdainfully: "Pedanty!" ”

In the city of Dundee, the third major force is the family of the Chinese people, so the Chinese language is quite popular here, and even in the schools at that time, the Chinese language was a major subject.

Therefore, most of these well-educated doctors can understand the Chinese Chinese language. The word pedantic touched their sensitive nerves.

The bald old man instantly flushed his face, opened his mouth wide, showed a few remaining teeth, and shouted: "You impolite boy, you dare to be unreasonable to a nobleman, I ask you to apologize immediately!" ”

"Apologize to Baron Barbol immediately! He's the best doctor in Dundee! The crowd was in an uproar.

Dai Lan didn't bother to pay attention to these people at all, and did not answer, but stared at Sir Jonad on the iron throne.

Jonad saw that Dai Lan despised and confronted the nobles, and the boss in his heart was unhappy. The last thing he could tolerate as a defender of the aristocratic class was the disrespect of commoners and slaves for him and his companions.

To put it mildly, it is lawless and humble; At worst, that's shaking the foundations of the entire kingdom!

In this world that was changed by quantum, the politics of the whole of Europe at that time. Governance is based on the four classifications of human beings.

However, hearing that Dai Lan might be able to save Emily, Jonad was at a loss for a moment. He forcibly suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Young man, you said that you can cure my daughter's illness. Do you know the cause of her? ”

Dai Lan smiled slightly, rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers, and instead of answering Jazz's question, he turned his head and asked Dr. Barbor, "Do you know the cause of the eldest lady?" ”

"Me? My natural way! With a junior like you, I don't have to hide anything. Dr. Barbol pouted, "Miss Emily, you've been spiritualized. However, the other party should only be a low-level magician apprentice, and the spell is not at home. If you can't find another magician to remove the magic, as long as the eldest lady takes the prescription we prescribed on time, she will recover within half a month. ”

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