On the outskirts of Campas.

At night, the lights are still flickering, as if it were daytime.

Bands of heavily armed knights patrolled around a high-walled manor. The silver glittering plate reflected the orange and yellow lights around it, and the roses carved with gold and silver threads on it were dazzling.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the silence of the night.

As they inspected, the manor was surrounded by a ring of walls that were thirty meters high.

It rises from the ground, and the neat walls are full of greenery, and as far as the eye can see, there are layers of vines. In the solid green shade, scattered are bright crimson roses, which are accompanied by the evening breeze, and the lights around them are swaying and dripping with bright colors. Only a few people know the risks that lie beneath their beautiful exterior.

Roses are terrifying gloom roses that release a dizzying floral fragrance.

And the vampire vine that accompanies them, it feeds only on blood, and its strong rhizome is as fierce as a snake python.

The night seems to have become blurry and dreamy under their embellishment.

Not only is the road outside this magic wall constantly patrolled, but it is also heavily guarded inside. More cunning knights, roaming around the manor. There were many people on horseback, and there were even more guards like statues guarding everywhere, one person in five steps, and one post in ten steps. Even the weeping willows that grow along the river hide a pair of eyes or two that are not bad.

The steep spire in the middle of the manor is the brightest place on this side.

This 30-meter-tall Gothic minaret, the entire tower made of pure white marble is glowing hazy white, it is like a majestic mountain towering over this flat land.

The body of the tower is painted with large and large reliefs everywhere, there are figures, there are birds and beasts, there are gods, there are monsters, all of them are lifelike, like a dream.

It's a beautiful work of art.

It seems that it should be in the lavish palace of some king.

And I am afraid that no one believes that this beautiful and majestic minaret, along with this fortress-like manor, rose from the ground almost overnight.

It was the focus of Campas City before the big news Richard was made. Around this majestic building, everyone was surprised to believe in the reality that the prince of Edo had indeed come to the city.

Only a true royal family could have the financial resources to build such a luxurious and well-guarded manor overnight.

Only a true royal family could get the council of Campas to agree to build such a terrible military fortress overnight. Just one wall is already dangerous, and you can imagine how heavily defended and dangerous it is.

In the main hall at the base of the minaret, someone is discussing an important matter at this moment.

The Parthian prince rose from his throne of gold and precious stones, and walked over to the great rock in front of him, which was a man high, and reached out to touch the two deep holes the size of watermelons in the middle of the boulder.

"Teacher, this is not something that can be done by brute force alone......"

After a long silence, he turned to look at the old man in a black robe standing behind him.

Master Turan, who was holding a turquoise staff, stroked his beard that hung down to his waist, and looked at the prince with a gentle expression, "Tell me what you think." ”

"Even if you have the true ability to fight a dragon, you won't be able to turn a single stone into such a terrible murder weapon. In my opinion, she must have some unique means. For example, if you have the power of the wind, or know a little alchemy magic, you can turn stones into flames. The Parthian prince nodded respectfully to Master Turan.

The rock he was touching was the one Heloise had shattered, and it should have been at the bottom of the wall of the Adventurer's Hall.

"If it is the art of fire, the wound will have traces of black and fire. Judging from this stone, and what those people had seen and heard, it was more likely that she was in the power of the wind. However, when he made the shot, he had neither rune light nor spells, so he was probably a talent ability. After Master Turan finished speaking, he added, "It is only this possibility that it is so natural that it is as if he raised his hand to hit someone, and shot out the stones like cannonballs." ”

The Parthian prince saw that things were clear at once, otherwise his face was full of admiration, "A teacher is a teacher, and she can judge her means based on such a simple thing." ”

He gave a thumbs up directly to the other person.

"But in any case, this woman is not trivial. Master Turan smiled at him and shook his head, indicating that His Royal Highness the prince was really overrated, "What's more, she is not alone, she has two companions." Listening to the people below, they all have unique styles and look like big people. Even the snow wolf Nurman is not more than Erer in the eyes of the three of them, which shows that their identities ......"

At this point, he paused.

But sometimes, you don't have to say it all. The Parthian prince looked at the strange smile on the old man's face, and also smiled and nodded, telling the other party that he already understood.

"What does the teacher think about the truth about Richard?"

"It's true out of ten, I'm afraid it's not necessarily, but at least ninety percent of it. The Djinn of the Wind, the Emblem of the Eagle, has confirmed that he is a descendant of that one. Master Turan couldn't help but shake his head, his face full of emotion, "It's a pity that the duke is so brilliant, and the descendants have fallen like this." If I had seen him, I would have helped. ”

It seems that they helped him because of their sincerity. The prince asked with a smile again.

This is also unmistakable. Judging from their reactions at the time, I am afraid that they were really the former allies of the Fengren family. They are also trustworthy, and they can plan for a covenant for a hundred years. Master Turan said meaningfully to the venerable young man in front of him, "If there is no special involvement, it is worth communion!"

"The disciple understands. When the Parthian prince heard this, he bowed to the old man.

"Compared to them, it was the snow wolf who caught my attention. For a person with such an identity to do such a degrading thing is really incompatible with his prestige. Master Turan hurriedly picked up the prince, and then asked another question, "I am afraid that your plan to win him over will have to be changed." ”

"I originally wanted to think of him as a knife, and the knife was used to kill the enemy, not to be used in the palace for people to admire. The prince smiled slightly, "I am more at ease if he behaves like this." With such calculations, this wolf's achievements are probably limited to this. It's a pity that when I heard his identity as a dragon slayer warrior, I thought there was another hero here. ”

Parthia shook his head slightly, "Sure enough, people from humble backgrounds can't expect more. ”

"Then your plan for him is ......"

"Teacher, do you remember the demon shark we met in the middle of the carriage a few days ago. I've heard that it caused a big accident yesterday, so let's use it as an excuse. It's been three hundred years since there has been an earl in the Sunset Wasteland, and this suits him well......"