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In front of the castle gate, the convoy stopped;

George Luther rolled over and dismounted, moving his neck, which had stiffened for a long time:

Click~Click!

"Huh~" raised his eyebrows and looked at the tall castle, then turned and walked towards the dark and new shining carriage, nodded to the little Hubby on the side, and turned to the carriage:

"Sir, the castle has arrived!"

"Squeak~yah!" The door opened, and a young warrior in a blue honeysuckle-colored samurai robe walked out;

The moment they saw the young warrior, everyone in the convoy immediately turned over and dismounted, bowed in unison, and saluted:

"Jazz!"

"Hmm!" the young warrior smiled and nodded, waved his hand to signal everyone to be exempt, and then raised his head to look at the castle in front of him, and said silently in his heart:

"Is this my castle?"

"A nobleman with a castle has the appearance of a nobleman."

"A knight is just a thug"

The young warrior was none other than Ser Seta Fanaan Finney, and he wore a robe that had been brought to him by the Golden Scissors Tailor before his departure, and it was said to be the most popular style in the royal capital this year, so he thought it was good and put it on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the eyes of everyone around him, Sir Seta Feeney, the lord of his own people, is a legend:

There are free people who have become noble hereditary knights, and they are powerful level 6 knights!

What a legend this is?!

Sir Seta Feeney must have guessed in some people that he must have been a tall, strong, and rude man, but at the sight of even the illiterate little Hubby was astonished:

"Sir, what a noble man you are!"

This is that he was infected by Sir Seta Feeney's bearing, in fact, he used to feel this way, but not as strong as today, maybe it is really people who rely on clothes, Sir Seta Feeney wearing new clothes is compelling!

While the others nodded in agreement;

Ser Seta Finney shook his head and smiled, but said nothing, isn't it appropriate for him to be slapped by his subordinates?

The castle is a two-storey mix of masonry and stone, and the walls have small shooting holes, so it won't be too comfortable to live in, but it's safer.

It's a chaotic world, after all, and the castle is the most secure building.

Outside the castle gate is a small square with a fountain on it, and the splashing water is very beautiful in the sunlight;

On the left side of the castle are stables and blacksmiths, which are necessary auxiliary buildings for each castle, and on the right side is a small training ground, on which various training equipment are placed, which can provide more complete training;

Directly in front of the small square is surrounded by nested gardens, which are planted with all kinds of seasonal flowers and plants, which must be beautiful in the flower season.

Looking back, a straight road leads to the town outside the castle, and there is an inner wall between the castle and the town, which is two people high, and is a structure of earth and stone, which looks like it has good defense.

As for what's in the town beyond the inner walls, I don't know yet, but I'll look at it when I'm done, but it's only a day or two.

Sir Seta Feeney pondered, smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, and turned to look at the few capable subordinates following him:

"Let's go, let's go inside the castle!"

The others stayed outside, and George Luther, Hans Dark, Highbury, and Little Hubby immediately followed, and they looked excited, this is a castle!

This was especially true of Highbury and Little Huby, who even blushed and walked towards the castle with a pilgrimage mentality.

"Stop!" shouted two tall guards at the gate, raising their weapons:

"This is Sir Finney's Castle"

"Anyone who wants to enter here must have the approval of Lord Harry or Lord Gree!"

The two guards looked at everyone with a sneer, and their hearts were triumphant:

What if you're a sir?

It's not like we're going to follow our rules!

Thinking like this, the thoughts in the hearts of the two couldn't help but be revealed, and there was a banter in the eyes of the people, as if they were looking at a clown.

"Bastard, this is Venerable Sir Finney!" exclaimed little Hubby, flushed.

"You still don't get out of the way!"

"Huh, Sir?" the guard on the left squinted and sneered:

"Why don't I know each other?"

"yes, we don't know each other!" said the guard on the right with a grin, and then rolled his eyes and said:

"You can't go in unless you get the approval of Lord Harry or Master Gree!"

Sir Seta Finney was not angry at all, and who would be angry with someone who was about to die?

However, what they are doing now makes them lucky to get the 'preferential treatment' of early death!

Sir turned his head to glance at George Luther, who immediately understood, and stepped forward with a sneer, holding his sword:

"My name is George Luther!

Immediately after holding the sword with both hands, the sword light flashed, and with a slash and a turn, I saw a head flying out diagonally and falling on the lawn in the distance, and the body did not fall;

After waiting for a while, a large stream of bright red blood spurted out from the broken part of the neck, and the hot blood flowed down the body, walls, and trees to the stone slabs, and it was still steaming, as if the unwilling soul of the deceased was tearing the world apart and wanted to be resurrected.

But what awaits him must be getting colder and colder! It can only be the world of the dead!

George Luther smirked, evidently pleased with his swordwork, especially when he saw the admiring and encouraging look of his lord, Sir Finney!

"I still have a trick to cut in half, do you want to show it at this time?"

Thinking so, Rin smiled and looked at the other guard, this poor creature had completely lost his spirit just now, his face was pale, his legs trembled, and he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy tremblingly, but because he was too frightened, his limbs were stiff and he couldn't kneel:

"Please... Beg... Please, no ... No... Don't kill ... ”

George Luther sneered, and was about to step forward and stab again:

"If you cut it in half, Jazz will like it even more, right?" his eyes became sharper and sharper, and he looked at the guard with malicious intentions, as if he was thinking about where to get the knife!

At this time, there was a sudden urgent shout:

"Stop!"

"Don't kill him!"

George Luther turned his head to see that it was the tall, thin man who seemed to be named Gree, according to the information, and was the captain of the castle's guards.

George Luther was preempted by a person next to him:

"I'm here to kill you!"

George Luther turned his head sharply, looked at the captain of the guard, who usually felt good, raised his long knife and waved it violently, and at the same time shouted:

"For the sake of Jazz!"