London?

Chhakhtisburg?

What does this meandering realm have to do with Europe?

Han Le took a deep breath. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He quietly looked at the coachman's dress, very simple clothes, although he was inferior, but listening to his tone, it seemed that he was driving a car for someone with status, dressed like this, I am afraid it would not be modern times.

Middle ages?

He silently looked around.

The air is fresh and the countryside is beautiful.

From time to time, you can see a few figures working in the fields, their farming methods are very backward and inefficient.

The carriage was bumping along the path, and God knows how Han Le had fallen asleep before.

"Because of the Nether Eye, I can keep my memory no matter what kind of warp I enter, and that's my biggest strength. ”

"Hehe, I want to see what kind of identity the master of the Qu Realm has arranged for me this time!"

Han Le calmed down.

After a few minutes, his face was a little strange.

He had an experience in his memory that didn't belong to him, but he understood that this was probably who he was in this warped world:

His name is Han, and the surname is a very obscure European surname, very long, and in Han Le's impression, he has never heard of this kind of surname at all.

"Han" was originally the second son of a small nobleman in the Kingdom of Hungary, because he was idle, often upside down in the manor, and was sent to London by his father to learn business with an uncle;

In the Middle Ages, those idle eggs were painful, and there were only a few things they could do every day, and the aristocracy was even more blatant.

But Han has no background in London, and the uncle who is in the flour business is actually forcibly taken over by his father.

No, Han didn't do anything clean in London to get a woman, and he also caused him a trouble.

Because of a married noblewoman, Han and a noble child were jealous and almost had a duel with their sleeves!

God knows how ridiculous this man was!

Fortunately, he was persuaded at that time, and after the incident, the noble son threatened to take revenge, and he had to be sent back to China for refuge by his uncle, who was a flour merchant.

It was at this time that a cousin, who was a little distant relative of him, heard the news and invited him to her castle to talk about poetry and, by the way, about what was popular in London.

That cousin is very, very high in Han's impression.

Although he was also a nobleman, in the Kingdom of Hungary, the difference between the two sides was not half a star.

Basically, the status gap between Grandma Liu and Mother Jia in Daguanyuan is the same.

If it weren't for the fact that he made a fuss in London and the rumors of it, he probably wouldn't be qualified to be invited to Chachtisburg in his life!

"Grass, what's going on!"

Han Le was speechless: "When I got to this job, I was like parting with life and death, and when I left London, I risked death to see the noble lady, and took a corset as a token of love and left." ”

"Your circle is such a mess!"

Looking at the pink corset in his hand, Han Le was also drunk.

I heard that the noblewoman's husband was actually a high-ranking officer in the British Navy.

He was hurrying back to London non-stop, and it was estimated that the other noble son was also unlucky.

Luckily, he slipped away early.

It's just that in the next second, Han Le suddenly frowned:

"According to this setting, if I guess correctly, this should be around the fifteenth century in Europe......"

"Judging from the existing experience, the warp realm worlds of many demon beasts in the Yunzhou Continent are inextricably linked to my previous life, let's just assume this. ”

"The Kingdom of Hungary in the Fifteenth Century in Europe......"

Han Le couldn't help but slap his thigh angrily:

"It's blank!"

"If you don't learn history well, it's a shame to cross over!"

......

Just when Han Le Dan was almost ignorant of this warp world, the carriage suddenly stopped.

When the coachman got out of the car, he saw that the wheel of the car had stuck in the rubble.

"Mr. Han, you get out of the car first to get some air, and it will be fine in a while. ”

The coachman began his work with great sorrow.

No way, the medieval road is like this, God knows what the hell this place is.

Han Le just got out of the car.

It's a summer afternoon, and it's extremely hot.

But above the unknown mountain range in the distance, there was still a thick dark cloud hanging in the sky, and Han Le was instinctively uncomfortable in his heart.

Not far away, the shadow of the castle was already looming.

Next to the driveway, there is a field, and two farmers are discussing things in a low voice.

Han Le's nine tricks have been opened, although this melody realm seems to limit his strength to a certain extent, but he can still hear the words of those two people clearly.

"Cathy is gone, and he's gone for so long that he hasn't even found his bones. They all said that they were taken away by a wild wolf, but I didn't think it was right. ”

"yes, Cathy is already the third of the month. Young little girls have been missing lately. ”

"The Earl doesn't care about this, for the last time I heard that someone went to the castle to inquire about it, and was beaten severely. ”

"Hey...... Take care of your children. My youngest daughter is no longer allowed to go out, and next week I will send her to the castle as a maid, where she may learn manners and perhaps take refuge. ”

......

Han Le just listened quietly.

Although he doesn't know Hungarian, the language of the world seems to be common, but Han Le always sounds weird.

There is a feeling that you are translating with Youdao. (Han Le: Author, how much money does Youdao give you? I'll give you Baidu...... Counterfeit drugs)

"Are there any young girls who keep going missing?"

The corners of Han Le's mouth rose slightly: "That's right, how can a peaceful world of warp realm exist?"

"Those pirates did everything possible to trick me into this warp realm, because they thought this warp realm could kill me in seconds, right?"

"Hehe, I want to see what desolate beasts dare to be arrogant in front of your Peaceful Heavenly Master!"

In addition to the desert bell in hand, Han Le has a feeling of villain's ambition.

"Alright, alright!"

The coachman beckoned.

Han Le nodded, didn't ink, and got into the car directly.

He knew that most of the focus of the warp realm was in that castle.

What's in a castle in Europe?

Vampire, Werewolf, Frankenstein, Serial Murder, Witch?

Every single one, Han Le is very interested!

The carriage moved on.

An hour later, Han Le, who was about to be bumped into a mentally retarded person, finally got out of the car.

A magnificent castle appeared before him.

"This is Mr. Han, who was personally invited by the Countess. ”

The coachman was shouting.

The castle opened a side door, and the carriage drove over the drawbridge, and through the side door, it came to a square and finally stopped.

In the center of the square, there is a dying poplar tree.

Han Le noticed that in addition to the obviously much noblest carriage of the castle owner, there were also two visitors' carriages.

"That's the King's messenger, and Detective Bailey. ”

The coachman explained, "But these are none of your business, and you will be received in a moment." ”

Han Le thanked him, and by the way, he gave the last bit of money in his pocket as a tip to the coachman.

In his memory, it was he who brought himself here all the way from London, and along the way, it was somewhat hard.

The coachman took the tip, smiled happily, and reminded in a low voice:

"Mr. Han, although you were personally invited by the Countess, and you are also slightly related to her, you must understand that in this castle, she is a unique existence. ”

"You just have to tell her what you've seen in London and write a few poems that you're good at. ”

His words were obviously mentioning Han Le, after all, in his opinion, Han Le was a young man who didn't know the height of the sky, and he had just had an accident in London, and even taking refuge in a relative's house might be able to make the countess angry.

The result is very serious.

After Han Le thanked him, the coachman left.

It didn't take long for a maid to come over to greet Han Le.

The maid was very shriveled, short, sallow-faced, and very arrogant and indifferent:

"Mr. Han, come with me, the guest room is ready. ”

"But the master doesn't have time to see you today, there are many places in the castle that are stopped by idlers, please try not to wander around. ”

"If you're hungry, you can ring the bell, and you can go to the garden if you have nothing to do, but forget about the rest of the place. ”

"Do you have any more questions?"

Han Le's attitude has never been better.

He gladly accepted the maid's request.

The two of them wandered around the deep castle until they finally arrived in a simple guest room.

Aside from a few botched ceramic bottles, and a small set of low-standard scary oil paintings, the entire room is devoid of any ornamentation.

"If it's nothing, I'll go first. The maid said indifferently.

Han Le suddenly said, "Is there anyone sick in the castle?"

The maid's face froze: "Why does Mr. Han ask that?"

Han Le smiled: "I always feel that there is a very strong smell of herbs in this castle, so I asked." ”

"No one got sick. The host loved the herb smell only. ”

The maid said stiffly.

Han Le nodded. The maid left step by step, and Han Le looked at her back.

In the eyes of the Nether, although she is not a ghost, she walks unusually stiff.

The whole castle is very deep and quiet.

Han Le squatted boredly in the guest room for a while, and then fell into the night.

Someone brought him dinner, cold bread, air-dried meat, and a small bowl of hot soup.

"Not bad. ”

Han Le tried to eat some, with his body's resistance, he could be immune to many toxins, and he also wanted to see where the mystery of this castle was.

Just dinner was no problem.

He was in the guest room, with nothing to do, bored to the extreme.

It wasn't until evening, when he was ready to go to bed, that there was a sudden knock at his door.

Han Le opened the door in surprise, but the person who came was a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes and a black leather felt hat.

"Sorry for the late night visit. ”

The man stood in the doorway and looked inside, "Are you the guest who just came today, Mr. Han?"

Han Le nodded: "Yes." ”

"In Lower Bailey, at the distance of the Countess, to investigate the case of the disappearance of the girl near the castle, I have just finished a day's investigation, and I wonder if it is a little presumptuous to come and visit by the way?"

The man squinted at Han Le: "Actually, I've always been curious, the Bathory family is so prominent, since you are a relative of Lady Elizabeth, why have you never heard of your name before?"

Han Le was slightly stunned.

He didn't care about men's doubts.

That's the name he cares about!

Elizabeth Bathory?!

The most murderous female serial killer in European history?

Bloody Countess?!

......