When the dust settled, the survivors finally left the foul-smelling underground sacrificial hall and set out on their way home.

Mr. Foreman, a stocky outlander, survived the incident,

He was carried away by Victor on his shoulders, and Edgar carried Master William on his back, and the group walked through the dark underground tunnels, and found five local volunteers who had a nervous breakdown along the way.

The poor creatures had been frightened mad by the monsters, and they kept babbling gibberish, cowering in corners and refusing to move, and Victor told them that the monster's death was useless, and finally had to be forcibly tied together with ropes to prevent them from leaving.

When the people returned to the earthly world, the first thing they felt was a breath of joy.

The first rays of the morning had pierced through the mist, shining into the stained glass of the towers and the windows of the halls of the main fortress, and after the bitter battle, the light seemed more precious than ever, and it was as warm as bathing in divine light.

Victor took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air of the living world, and he felt like he had been reborn, and despite the excruciating pain and disgusting slime on his hair, clothes, and boots, his heart was filled with the joy of victory.

For some reason, the experience of the previous night no longer seemed real, because everything that happened was so incredible that it could be described as strange and fantastical.

In William's words: "It was as if we had fought all night in a nightmare, fought our way out of hell, and finally returned to earth at dawn." ”

Limping to the outer wall of the castle, there was a noise of people outside, and it turned out that the search and rescue team sent by the town had arrived at this moment, and the uneasy Princess Rosemary, Constance, and Prince Maxim had also arrived.

Rosemary first pounced on Victor, and then hugged her little sister Edgar:

"Oh my God! What terrible things happened last night! Why are you making such a mess? What's this gooey disgusting thing? And also...... The smell of your body...... It smells terrible! ”

Maxim adds: "It's like crawling out of a dung pit. ”

This made Edgar so amused that she completely forgot about the stab wounds all over her body and laughed.

Prince Constance looked at his good friend Young Master Wilhelm with a melancholy expression:

"Are you alright? You look weak now, as if you have just been through a serious illness, and ...... The wound on your hand is terrible! What's going on? ”

William held back the severe pain and barely squeezed out a smile: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, this matter is a long story, let's go back and talk slowly." ”

When they returned to the town of Kirisong, they happened to see a well-equipped regular army of the Empire, and the sappers in black uniforms were setting up fences and horse-sharp stakes in the open space outside the town, preparing to set up camp.

It turned out that three days after Victor and his party left the imperial capital, Empress Salantos finally finished dealing with complicated official business, and was able to breathe a little, and through the ubiquitous intelligence commissioner, she learned that the prince and the princess and his party went out on a long outing without an entourage, and they also traveled in disguise as a businessman.

She was very worried about the plight of her children, so she urgently ordered the generalissimo of the court, Lord Neulai, to send someone to escort her, so that the Guards army hurried from the imperial capital.

What is surprising is that the number of this army is as large as a full battalion, not only carrying a large number of guns and ammunition, but even dragging six light cannons, as if it is here to fight and not to escort the princes and princesses, which is very exaggerated.

The leader of this force was the battalion commander, Major Ram, a weather-beaten veteran, about fifty years old, with a gray beard and a raunchy and scruffy appearance, which contrasted sharply with his ornate uniform.

When he saw the tragic image of Baron Victor and Princess Edgar covered in blood and torn clothes, he was obviously frightened:

"Your Excellency...... Her Majesty the Princess...... The subordinates are late, and you are both injured, please forgive me for my slowness......"

Victor had great respect for the war hero, and hurriedly gave the veteran a military salute:

"Major Ram, it's not your fault, it was our willful decision to travel in micro-service, and last night's action was also our temporary initiative, there is no responsibility for you, right, His Majesty the Emperor is okay?"

Major Ram frowned and said:

"Uh...... His Majesty the Emperor She ...... She's not good at all,

The Kingdom of Solan has been putting pressure on our country lately, and Your Majesty is tired of dealing with the endless diplomatic crises, coupled with the fear of you, she has suffered from a severe cold, and her speech is hoarse, which is very heart-wrenching. ”

As he spoke, he boldly released a reproachful look: "Please forgive me for trespassing, my lord, I think your behavior is too reckless and childish, and you should admit your mistake to Your Majesty when you go back." ”

"Of course, I'll admit my mistake," said Victor, "we went through a lot of strange things last night, and we got a gringo back," he said, gesturing to Mr. Humpty Dumpty on the stretcher, "and this is the guy who survived it." ”

Seeing this person, Major Ram, who believes in the Templar Church, looked very disgusted: "Oops! Black skin...... This man must be from the tribe of the southern tropical islands, and that place is the home of the voodoo cultists, so stay away from these guys! They are ungodly! And worship the devil! ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Colonel, this guy is not a Voodoo Cultist, but a guide and translator hired by the Voodoo Cultists, I suspect that there is some conspiracy hidden in last night's incident, so I have to bring this guy back to the intelligence department of the Imperial Capital for interrogation."

"Oh! You've done a great job! I've heard from the townspeople that the castle is evil! If I hadn't dared to break in with such a small number of people, and you had taken a prisoner back, you were really shrewd and capable, worthy of being Your Majesty's adopted son! ”

Victor looked at each other with a slight smile: "Major Ram, I always thought you were a strict guy, why did you learn to pat at this time?" ”

"Hehe, after staying in the circle of the imperial capital for a long time, always wandering around those bright salons and banquet halls, it is inevitable that it will become a little sleek and sophisticated, by the way, do you want to continue to live here for a while, or are you going to return immediately?"

"We'll have to rest here for a few days, Her Majesty Princess Edgar and Master William are both wounded, and they need to recuperate, as do I.

However, there is not much left for the holidays, the next semester at the National Military Academy is about to begin, Rosemary and Edgar should also report back to the academy, and I must hurry back to the office of the Security Service, there must be a mountain of papers, I have to deal with it quickly. ”

"Okay, let's set up camp outside the town, and when you adults are rested, we will escort you back to the imperial capital." With that, Major Ram gave a military salute and left.

In Wusong Town, everyone was paying attention to the army stationed outside the town, and such a move naturally attracted the attention of the residents of the town, and the identity of William and his party as merchants under the guise of it was already untenable.

Only a few people were the first to learn the truth, because of last night's emergency, many people stayed up all night, and these people gathered in the tavern to pass the time spread news to each other.

Soon, everyone in the town learns the amazing identities of these out-of-town tourists.

These are not businessmen and entourages from the imperial capital, but relatives of the emperor who are like fake ones.

Among them were two princes, two princesses, the tall and sturdy baron was the adopted son of the emperor, and there was a young master of the marquis's family, who had never welcomed such a big man in the long history of Wusong Town.

Within a few days, there was a steady stream of people coming to the vicinity of the Crow Inn, and one afternoon, a local artist came to the inn to ask for a meeting, and Victor received him in the hall.

The man was about forty years old, dressed in tatters, with thinning hair, carrying a large easel behind him, and speaking and behaving with considerable confidence:

"My lord! My name is Auberdine, and I'm very good at portrait painting, excuse me...... Do you need me to paint a group portrait of you? Oh, by the way, please take a look at these ......"

He opened the easel and took out several framed oil paintings from it for display;

"Look! These are my proudest works, and believe me, one day, Auberdeen from Fog Pine will become a world-famous artist! He said smugly.

Due to his good education since childhood, Victor has a certain level of appreciation for paintings, and he approached and admired them:

"Well, I have to admit that the painting is really good, the lighting and shadows are handled just right, I am really surprised, your work is not inferior to those famous painters in the imperial capital."

At this point, he changed his words, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Oberdine, I would love to work with you, but unfortunately, we are about to leave, and we will definitely come to you when we have the opportunity in the future......" Just as Victor was about to politely reject the painter,

Princess Rosemary, who came down the stairs, saw the oil painting and clapped her hands with joy:

"It's so good, please ask this gentleman to draw a group portrait of the six of us! Just to leave a memorial for our outing, it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future. Excuse me, your name is Mr. Oberdeen, right? How long does it take to paint a group portrait? I mean, how long do we need to be models in the studio? ”

The painter was stunned by the appearance of the beauty in front of him, and was stunned for a few seconds before continuing to speak:

"Your Majesty, oil painting is a technical task, and it will take at least a few weeks, well...... If you want to draw more delicately, it will take several months, and you will have to refer to your own appearance all the time. ”

"That's not going to work," Rosemary grimaced, "we have to go back to the academy, is there any faster?" ”

"Faster ......," the painter thought for a moment.

"Smack!" He clapped his palms and said:

"That's it, I'm very confident in my memory, I'll draw you a fine sketch, it only takes two days, and then I'll finish this oil painting with my memory, and then send the finished painting to the imperial capital, how about it?"

"Great! Deal! ”

Rosemary didn't ask the others if they wanted to, she agreed in one bite, and she took out five heavy imperial standard gold shields from the pocket of her skirt and placed them in the palm of the painter's hand:

"Well, this is the deposit, and the rest will be paid when it is finished, Mr. Oberding, it must be painted, I hope this painting will awaken good memories in our together."

Auberdine, a poor painter in Fog Pine Town, felt the weight of gold in his palm, he had never seen so much money in his life, and his heart was ecstatic;

Boy! is worthy of being a relative of the emperor, and he is really generous!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty Princess, I will devote my life's work to this work!"

The painter put away the gold contentedly: "My studio is opposite the chapel on the west side of town, and I would like to invite you to come and visit!" ”