When Cheese and the others met the Lord of the Iron Castle on the recommendation of Sander, they gave them a somewhat different feeling than the mage had imagined. Although it was evident that the old man had done a good job before the meeting, the cheese guessed that it was probably a pre-order that the servant had been ordered to do so as not to be rude. It is not difficult to see from the old man's somewhat helpless appearance sitting on the chair that this city lord is really not suitable for such a solemn and solemn occasion, of course, it is also possible that a stitch on the complicated dress embroidered with the incumbent hammer emblem on his body has not been removed.

However, the appearance of the castle lord won the favor of the cheese while making Elsa and them feel that they had no majesty. After all, in the mage's view, the caster should devote himself wholeheartedly to the study of mystical knowledge, and there is no need to care so much about these worldly appearances or rituals. That being said, that's not to say that spellcasters don't care about etiquette and that it's natural to show respect to others, but the elaborate aristocratic etiquette has ritualized this to the point where it's completely unnecessary.

So facing the old man sitting in the wide seat, Cheese bent down slightly, put his right hand on his forehead, and said.

"May the eyes of wisdom always be bright. My lord. ”

After the mage finished saying this greeting that was commonly used between spellcasters, it could be seen that the face of the Iron Castle City Lord also softened. Being able to say a greeting with such a regular gesture makes no doubt that Cheese is a spellcaster who has gone through the complete mystical lineage.

"May your eyes always be clear, and you are a guest in a gray robe. The old man sitting on the throne said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I've heard Sander mention it, but I really didn't expect to meet a real Doron Warwitch here, and it's a privilege to see the ancient legacy you represent. After seeing this old man with a long white beard with his own eyes, Cheese was sure that the other party was the guardian war witch he guessed, and seeing this kind of existence, which was extremely unpopular in the entire history of mages, I have to say that Cheese is very excited now. Even he developed a feeling called happiness, knowing that for a mage who regards knowledge as his life, seeing a long and ancient lineage is in itself a reward.

Hearing Cheese say the name of his inheritance, the city lord was not unhappy. Perhaps for other wizarding schools, it is a very fatal thing to be known about their origins, but the special school of Guardian War Witch, which only has defense power and only cares about defense, does not care about this at all, in other words, with the power in the hands of Guardian War Witch, even if you fully understand them, you can't break through their defenses. So far from being displeased, the lord of the castle had a slight impression of Cheese's erudition, and a shaman, who acted humbly and was willing to fight for the plague, was worthy of trust and respect.

"Haha, there aren't many young people who can say the name of Doron now. The castle lord said with a smile, the beard on the top and bottom of his mouth fluttering with his laughter, "And there are even fewer young people like you who have the strength of Shande at a young age and can not be swallowed up by infinite mysteries." So young man, will you say your name?"

Since Sander reported to the lord that there was a mage who was tracking down the plague in the Earldom of Saron who was very interested in the recent abnormalities of the Iron Castle, and the state of the vampire when he contacted him was obviously just traumatized, he took it for granted that Cheese had a fight with Sander before reconciling. This is a common occurrence for the dark dwellers, especially for a mage with a strong sense of justice who would run for a plague that doesn't matter to him, and it takes little reason to fight a vampire. Based on this reasoning, the city lord directly put the level of the mage in the same position as Shande.

"My pleasure, my lordship. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you my real name, but you can call me Cheese. Cheese said.

"That's enough. It's better that fewer people know my real name, and in that case, I should tell you my name. I think about it, the name I use now should be Wall, as for the last name...... That dwarf tricked me into coming here to be the lord of the city, so you can call me Wall Iron Castle. "It can be seen that the Lord of Wall is very satisfied with Cheese's behavior. As a special inheritance that exists for the sake of protection, they are originally a group of people with a strong sense of justice, and even the prerequisite for becoming a war witch is to have a strong desire to protect, so for those who are willing to help others, the guardian war witches will not be stingy with their friendship.

"Yes, Lord Wall. Allow me to introduce you to the companions who are traveling with me, they are the Watchers from Dragonspine Mountain, a member of the Frost Guards. "Just as Wall chose to trust Cheese, after confirming the identity of the city lord, the mage did not plan to hide much from him, and having a relationship with the city lord could help them solve many problems.

"It turned out to be the Frost Man, and I said I hadn't seen such a sturdy young man in many years. The environment of Dragonspine Mountain is indeed a test of will, and the Iron Keep welcomes you, young watchmen. "For the disguise on Mona's body, it is only used to deceive ordinary people, and for an existence like the city lord of Wall, he has long seen that Jack and they are not ordinary mercenaries. However, for the caster, it is possible that the retinue around them comes from anywhere, and even they are not necessarily human, so he is not surprised that the Frost Guardian is here.

Giving a military salute to the city lord, putting aside the initial impression, Wall's straightforward personality reminded the three of them of Commander Jon of the Frost Guard, plus the two of them were of similar grades, but Commander Jon did not have the long beard of the Iron Castle City Lord in order to facilitate his actions.

"Greetings from Dragon's Back Mountain, Lord of the Castle. Mona, as the leader of the three, took the lead.

"It turned out to be a Frost Guard, no wonder it smelled like ice. Shande, on the side, touched his nose and muttered quietly, for vampires, the way they identify humans is mostly judged by the smell of each other's blood. And as the Bloodline's experience grows, they can judge the human experience and origin from different tastes.

Now that we've confirmed each other's identities, Cheese and Wall can finally get to business. The mage had once again briefly repeated the purpose of their visit to the Iron Keep, and of course some of the details were moderately concealed, after all, he was not sure that Wall could be trusted. And after listening to Cheese's words, the city lord pondered for a moment and said.

"The rat-man plague? Your message is important, Mr. Cheese, but I think what you're tracking down may be more terrifying than you think. And combined with the recent problems that have arisen in several cities, including the Iron Fort...... I don't know if you've heard of the 'Barrier' program?"

"What does 'barrier' mean, does it have anything to do with the rat-man plague?" asked Cheese, frowning.