There is a special silence outside the molten iron city at night. The silence is apprehensive, oppressive and unsettling, the silence impetuous and warm, as if any spark would detonate the city. In such an atmosphere, everyone who moved outside the walls at night was very careful, covering their bodies and faces with wide clothing, and wearing shoes that were not easy to make noise. When Atalanta saw these figures converging in the same direction, she naturally thought of ghosts.

"Those aren't ghosts. The witch walked up to her and changed into a black robe, but pinned a badge with red eyes on her chest, which was the mark of the Crimson Eyes, "The Molten Iron City is a huge city, and it is like a furnace that pours everyone who comes here into a steel ingot. However, when pouring raw materials, it is inevitable that impurities like me and Ciel will be mixed in, and it is impossible to say that a city of this size is impossible without spellcasters and dark creatures, and the large circulation of living people and materials is the perfect home for many dark dwellers. If nothing else, the people who die every day in this city alone can feed an unknown number of ghouls. ”

"Then why would you let them in? I see a lot of jumble colors in those people, and they're likely to do harm to normal people like vampires. Atta's eyes flashed blue, and no one knew what she was seeing through those eyes. Judging by her expression and tone, it will not be a beautiful sight.

"Even the Grand Duke of the Hammer can't purge his city of humanity to the point where only humans remain. There are always more ways to disguise and obfuscate than to check, especially on our side. Therefore, instead of forbidding and rejecting, it is better to let them go to the city wall in a dignified manner, and the Grand Duke has given them respect and convenience, at the cost of which they also have to give back a considerable amount of something. You may think that this deprives many people of the right to move freely, but the truth is, the city is a cage, and what right does a caged bird have to talk about freedom?" said Kolante, handing a strap to the female swordsman. Looking through Atta's unrestricted gaze, the strap was covered with strange patterns, and in the center of the strap was a sewn eye.

"Put it on, your eyes are too conspicuous, even if you go into town with us, you will inevitably be stared at. "The eye has long been regarded as a link between the soul and the body, because of this medium, it has always had a place in the casting material. Therefore, it is inevitable that special eyes will become a treasure for the dark dwellers, and there are even bloody professions known for hunting eyeballs. Atta had never told anyone why her eyes were so extraordinary, but Kolandi had prepared for it. However, this act of hiding herself also shows that even the Thorn Witch is not sure that she can protect the female swordsman in this newly built city at all times.

Atta didn't really like this veiling band, as was anyone who was told they couldn't see for a while. But as someone who had traveled alone, she knew exactly how much trouble her eyes could bring, and she didn't want the tragedy that had happened on the edge of the forest to happen again. So, despite her unhappiness, the female swordsman put on this blindfold. Deprived of sight, the voices in her ears began to become cluttered when there was no visual image to match, and uneasiness began to rise within her.

And a warm hand dispelled this uneasiness. "I'll pull you before I get to the place. ”

The ghosts of the night waited in silence, and when the time came to midnight, a silver gate on the east side of the Molten Iron City slowly opened. The door was not actually silver, but the paint on it reflected this color because of the moonlight and starlight, and the travelers who came to and from this door called it the Moon Gate. The door axis of the Moon Gate has been specially treated, and the three or four people-high gate does not make any sound when it opens.

The opening of the gate does not mean that the ghost can enter the city, and there is an iron gate outside the gate that has not been raised. Behind the iron gates, soldiers with the insignia of the Hammer lined up in dark gray full-body armor, and behind them, five officials in silver-gray robes. It's just that the body shape of these five officials is not very uniform, especially one of the bat wings stretching out from the back of the robe makes people can quickly identify his identity, this is a bat man.

"Who are the ones on duty today?" asked Klanty to Ciel, who was pulling the vampire behind her. The Gatekeepers of the Moon Gate in Molten Iron City are rotated by several dark dwellers living in the city, and the gatekeepers on duty are different every day, and the combination of different forces is completely random. Unless it's a connection with the higher-ups of the Hammer, there's no way to know who will be sent to guard the gate one day. The witches, on the other hand, were given one of the seats after their compatriots in Heartless Bay joined. While it's not uncommon for witches to act as gatekeepers compared to other well-armed forces, their perception of magic is a great fit for such an occasion.

"I don't know, the Grand Duke's rotation table has always been updated every month. We are the royal capital that left at the end of last month, and the new rotation table has not yet arrived. "The Dementors' arm strength is not outstanding, but the vampires, even the thorny ones aren't too heavy. As for whether the other ghosts were frightened by the "luggage" pulled by the doctor, it is better that these people who entered the city themselves carried some strange things. Moreover, the Grey Lion itself has not completely abolished slavery, and even if the Grey Lion abolishes, the Dark Dwellers will not abandon this ancient tradition.

Unlike the Moon Gate, the iron gate naturally emitted a continuous grinding sound when it was raised, and this sound, combined with the oppressive feeling generated by the well-equipped and majestic army and the five gatekeepers standing in it, caused many ghosts who had come to the city for the first time to unconsciously take a few steps back.

"Welcome to the Molten Iron City, the Mighty Stone of the Northwest of the Greylion, and my colleagues and I are here to offer you a friendly greetings on behalf of the Grand Duke of the Hammer and all the inhabitants of the Hammerland. ”

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure rushed out of the crowd outside the city, jumped to his feet after stepping through the gate, and tried to pass over the gatekeeper's head. It is not difficult to see that the knee joints of the legs of this door-intruder are not bent backwards like ordinary people, but reversed like sheep's hooves. This is usually a physical trait that only demons have, except that his feet are much thinner than those of demons.

"There's a good show to watch. Hill whistled and gloated.