"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and Konstanz went to open it, and it was Vic Stop

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

"It's okay, Master William and I haven't slept all the time."

"So, you see what's going on outside the window, too?"

"See, the crows and bats gathered there as if they had gone mad, and the blue glow in the castle towers...... It's very wrong, it's not candlelight, it's not a campfire, it's just weird. ”

"yes, it's confusing."

William in the house shouted outside, "Victor, do me a favor, carry me downstairs, I want to see what happened." ”

"Okay, then I'll go back to the house to change my clothes first, and by the way, call the two princesses up, and you guys should wear more, it's wet and cold outside now, but don't get cold, let's gather in the corridor and then go down."

After a while, the residents on the second floor had already gathered in the hallway, and the round hall at the end of the hallway was crowded with people, all of them gossiping about what was going on outside.

Rosemary and Edgar put on their ragged skirts, and by the time the group had gone downstairs and out of the hotel, there were already quite a few people standing on the street.

It was evident that fear had spread in the town of Fog Pine, and everyone looked at the castle on the hill outside the town, each one looking uneasy, and the worshippers of the Templar church were silently praying with crosses on their chests.

An old man dressed in tatters knelt on the ground and prayed to the void in a mournful tone:

"Now, Lord Brandon is back! The Vampire Count is back! He's back to avenge our lives!

God forbid! A godly heart will cleanse all sin! The demons are gone! Demons retreat! Let's do evening prayers with me, let's get through this together! ”

Under this inspiration, many people began to imitate his behavior, knelt on the ground, drew various symbols with branches, and began to pray.

A gendarme turned over and dismounted, shouting to the crowd: "Don't be a beard! You spread fear like this, and it will make things worse! ”

But no one paid any attention to him, the prayers continued, and the horrors of the castle had taken root in the hearts of the people, and if something happened there that could not be explained by common sense, it would ignite the fear in the hearts of the people, and make them completely irrational.

Victor stepped forward and asked the gendarmerie knight, "Friend, can you tell me what happened?" ”

The gendarme pouted at him: "Oh, it's your son?" The first few fights were locked up in that? ”

"That's right, it's me, please answer my question."

"This is a matter of our local security department, you tourists don't have to participate, just stand on the street and wait, I guess it will be fine after a while."

Victor continued, "Why did you ring the bell just now?" ”

The gendarme looked very impatient: "Oh, you have a lot of problems! It's annoying! I'll tell you everything, we'll take care of it, so just wait! ”

"Friend, I'm not meddling in my business, this is my business, we are peers, and we are all part of the Imperial Security Department."

"Peers? How come I haven't seen it? Dare to ask...... Who are you? ”

Victor shook his head helplessly: "It seems that I have to reveal my identity too, oh, this is for you." He pulled a shiny metal card out of his pocket and handed it out.

The gendarme looked at each other suspiciously, then took the card, and saw the night owl emblem on it, and a line of gilded words looked quite exquisite, and he read it:

"Valstad Empire, First Class Staff Officer of the Fort Midknight City Garrison, and Deputy Minister of Imperial Police - Baron Wicktingstronhowd, military rank - Colonel ......"

The gendarme was frightened by this series of lengthy titles, he had been a low-level civil servant in the town all his life, where had he seen such a big official, he knew in his heart that the high-level officials in the imperial capital were all appointed by the emperor himself, and the official positions in other administrative regions were much more valuable than those in other administrative regions.

The big man in front of him was concurrently serving as a senior official in two important departments of the imperial capital at the same time, his rank was as tall as his size, although his military rank was not high, but his background was more powerful than that of ordinary generals, and the invisible sense of oppression overwhelmed his own soldier.

"Now that you know my rank, can you answer my question?"

"Oh...... Of course, sir? Oh, no...... Your Excellency the Colonel? Still not right...... Lord Baron? The gendarme was so shocked that his face was covered with sweat, and he was not sure what to call the official from the imperial capital in front of him.

In order to calm his emotions, Victor stretched out a giant palm and gently squeezed the other person's shoulder as a gesture of cordiality and kindness:

"Don't be nervous, friend, take your time. Could you please tell me what's going on in town? Why are you all panicking? Why Ring the Bell? The more detailed the better. ”

The gendarme gave him a military salute: "I will be as it is, my lord."

This evening, the third detachment of our Wusong Town Public Security Patrol Team went up the mountain to patrol as usual.

There were five of them, led by Sergeant Simchel, the sheriff, and followed by four militiamen,

Due to the rampant bandits in the nearby mountains, they all carried flintlock pistols and sabers.

As the patrol reached the road leading to the hill, a suspicious figure was spotted, a group of tall men marching along the ridge in a column, dressed in a wide brown linen robe of a strange pattern, with their faces covered, large backpacks on their backs, and ornate carved canes in their hands.

Sergeant Simchel and the others went up to interrogate them, trying to check the documents, but those guys turned out to be a bunch of gringos who didn't speak Valstad.

The tall, lanky man who took the lead spoke in a broken lingua franca, and the group had come from a tropical island in the south to a castle on the hills.

Ask them why they went to the castle. They are just tourists, whether they are real or not, these people are definitely illegal immigrants, and there is no doubt that they have trespassed into our country without going through a search at the border checkpoint.

As a result, Sergeant Simchel planned to bring the gringos back to town and further interrogate them in the office.

At this moment, the gringo in the lead took off his hood and showed his face,

It turned out to be a dark-skinned, bald thin man, with black eyes, thick lips, and fanning ears, but he looked like a native of the Southern Isles.

He begged not to arrest them, there was something important to do tonight, and our patrol would never allow these illegal immigrants to linger near the town.

Simchel had a showdown with them, and with them, either raise their hands and go back to the town's office to be investigated, or subdue them by force, tie them up and take them to prison, toast or punish them, and let them choose for themselves.

The leader raised his hand, and his attendants did the same. Just as our patrol was about to step forward and tie them up, these damn gringos suddenly got their hands on it! ”