Unsurprisingly, Eric didn't find any clues at the Pelos Daily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info So he turned to the castle lord's fort.

From afar, Eric saw thick walls and tall iron gates. The iron gate didn't look very sturdy, and Eric thought it was just a separating the inner and outer city.

After pulling out his police ID and Pelos' family crest, pointing to the newspaper news and explaining it to the janitor, Eric was allowed to enter.

"Can I see Master Papitt... Or Miss Anthrite, or Hexagram Jusis or Marella. Eric pleaded. Given the magnitude of the problem, he felt that it would not be possible to solve it without these few people.

The janitor frowned. Obviously, I have never seen such an impolite guy who dares to call the name of the six-pointed star. Even if he holds the young master's badge.

"I'm sorry, young master, he's busy with government affairs now, so he doesn't have time to meet outsiders. The same goes for everyone else. I will arrange for a housekeeper to receive you. ”

The janitor clapped his hands and beckoned a carriage. Throw Eric into the wagon like a plague god. Maybe in his eyes, Eric is just a weird guy with the young master's family crest.

It's not easy to meet Papitt.

Eric got into the carriage.

As the horses began to run, he also felt the increasingly oppressive atmosphere around him. He even had the illusion that he had come to the royal palace of the Holy Capital again.

Actually, there's nothing wrong with thinking so. In Pelos, the castle lord fort is the royal palace here.

But there are no gardens here, instead there are large areas of flat wasteland. It's not hard to imagine that this is for the sake of broadening the horizon. The Pelos family demolished all buildings that could obstruct the view, leaving only a few towers of the arrows.

All the way down, it is no exaggeration to describe it as three steps and one post, and five steps and one whistle. The stake-like soldiers were separated by a fixed distance, and by the look of their haggard expressions, you could tell that they were heartbroken for the old and young of the Pelos family.

Eric suddenly discovers that the assassination of the Pylos family by the Assassins may be more brutal than he thought. Previously, he was obviously deceived by the relaxed appearance of Papitt and the others.

"Man, where are we going?"

Eric poked his head out of the car and asked the groom who was driving.

"The main fort. The Duke's residence. ”

The coachman replied. The attitude was neither warm nor overly cold. Eric couldn't help but want to learn from him this wonderful way of dealing with people.

Indeed, the Stairway to Dreams is only as decorated in the Duke's house as a famous painting.

There are many buildings in the area of the main castle, and it is clear that different members of the Pelos family are inhabited. I have to say that this is a good way to prevent all family members from dying together. However, since he was going to the duke's residence, Eric thought that he should not see Papitt and the others.

The destination was soon there.

As soon as the coachman had brought the carriage to a halt, Eric stepped out of the carriage.

The majestic main castle obscured the sky and the sun, and Eric felt a little reverence in his heart. The main fort where the Duke lived was undoubtedly the largest building in the inner city. The height was so breathtaking that Eric nearly snapped his neck. From its quaint walls, Eric could see a hint of time.

Eric speculates that the building is a product of the founding of the city of Pelos, where successive Dukes of Pelos have lived.

The driver was kind enough to let Eric observe the building. He knew that everyone who came here would be amazed by it.

When Eric came to his senses, the coachman knocked on the thick tin wooden door.

"Guests visiting. The coachman's words were very succinct.

After a few breaths, the door opened.

The door was opened by an old butler in a deacon's uniform with gray sideburns. He took the coachman's slip and squinted at it. It said Eric's intentions.

"Venerable Mr. Eric, let me show you the way. ”

The butler said, letting Eric through the door.

Eric stepped inside, finding himself in a large hall. Frankly, it was the most ornate hall Eric had ever seen.

The duplex crystal lights overhead are bright and not dazzling. The ground underfoot is made of smooth marble. Not far away, on the ground, there is also a pattern of six-pointed stars composed of lines of different thicknesses. It's not hard to imagine the patron saint that symbolizes Pelos.

Directly opposite Eric is the carpeted main staircase, which extends up to the wall and then branches to the left and right. On the high wall of the middle staircase, a huge portrait of a person hangs very eye-catching.

Papitt?

Eric was amazed by the artist's skill.

The old butler saw that Eric's eyes could not be separated from the portrait on the wall, so he said, "The man on the portrait is the ancestor of Pelos, Count Pelos I. ”

What? Not Papitt, Eric couldn't believe it. The resemblance between the person in the painting and Papitt is so high that it is simply the result of flattening Papitt's face on paper.

Although Count Pelos is Papitt's ancestor, it is understandable that he looks alike. But this atavism is too serious.

"It's like a young master. The old butler laughed twice, "This is the reaction of every guest who knows the young master when he sees this painting. ”

"Are you sure you're really not mistaken?" asked Eric.

The old butler shook his head: "No. Before the young master grew up and came back, the portrait had been hanging there and had never been taken off. Speaking of which, this painting has also become an important clue to find the young master. ”

"Oh?"

Eric had long heard from Jusis that Papitt had been stolen by unknown men when she was just born. That's why Anthrite was the heir for fifteen years until Papitt was recovered.

But he doesn't know how Papitt returned to Pylos. So I've always been curious about it. So now, he looked at the old butler expectantly.

The butler smiled wryly.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. To tell you the truth, it was the old man and me who found the young master five years ago. ”