The rain began to grow.

The cold airstream brought colder rain. According to the weather in previous years in this area, this may be the last rain before snowfall, and Kant’s collar has always been the most rainy place in the whole southern region, and this is no exception.

The raindrops have been connected to the rain curtains, slanting along the wind and hanging in the sky, splashing in the wilderness, splashing in the town, spilling on the outer walls of the old castle of the Kant family, the rainwater gathers into the water, along the time erosion The dark red spires and black façades of the mottled bumps flow down and present a black-oily texture in the dimly lit skylight.

However, the thick outer wall of the castle isolated the sound of the wind and rain outside, and also isolated the cold atmosphere. In the lobby of the castle, the magic crystal lamp illuminates all the corners. Even the light in the past will be full. The shadows of the shadows disappeared somehow. Now the entire castle is brightly lit by the magical lights, and with the burning fireplaces and braziers everywhere, the entire family castle is full of light and warmth.

The servants violently wiped the tables and chairs and the lamp stands and statues everywhere, so that all these things with historical and family glory sparkled in the light. They talked about the colder weather outside and talked about this year’s territory. The harvest of crops and medicinal materials, also talked about the guests that the Viscount princes are going to entertain today. The entire castle has been cleaned two days ago, and everything has been completely renewed. The identity of the guests is not ordinary.

Then they saw the old butler in the castle, and Mr. Carter, who was still old and still strong, ran down the stairs of the hall, followed by the head of the maid and the servant, who ran across the hall like a gust of wind. And ran to the door, the maid was still shouting loudly at the clumsy maids: "Hurry up and put the bucket away! Don't leave the rag on the table. Silly girl, go back to the kitchen! Don't let the duke see A low-level maid wearing a dirty skirt is standing in the hall. Do you understand?! Everyone returns to their place! The guest is here!"

Viscount Victor Kant walked down the stairs on the second floor. When the butler was about to reach the gate, he just stood in the center of the hall. This position allowed him to open his hands to welcome the guests with the most appropriate distance. It will leave the guests waiting for too long and will not make the owner of the castle eagerly like an inferior servant.

The old butler came to the front door and took out the handkerchief and carefully rubbed his hand. At the same time, he silently counted the time in his heart. According to the time when the guards of the tower passed the news and the speed of his own action, it was estimated when the knocking sound would sound.

When he silently counted to thirty, the door was slammed.

Can't let the duke like this guest knock on the second door. Even if the driver is responsible for knocking on the door, it is only the Duke's driver or guard. But it can't open the door immediately. It will be inconsistent, so Carter counted three times in his heart. Before the knock on the door, he ordered the soldiers on both sides of the gate to pull the roulette.

The "home", which is extremely heavy and can withstand the impact of the siege hammer, has been opened under the force of the hinges and the roulette. The heavy sound of the cymbal seems to take the Kangde family for three hundred years of majesty.

And a man with seven hundred years of majesty walked into the gate, and the cold wind and rain caught him behind the hall.

Immediately, a servant took over the cloak or hat that the guest had solved, and there was a choker who ran out to pick up the carriage that was parked outside. Gao Wen walked into the main hall of Kantberg with amber and Philip Knight, and he saw a hair. Almost all white, the old aristocrats with many age spots and black and red long coats on their faces opened their hands to welcome themselves. The Viscount Victor Kant was older than he thought, but his legs and feet were obviously very good.

"Ah, today the castle ushers in the most distinguished guest of all time, a living legend!" said Viscount Kant, "I am sorry to let you go in such a bad weather. If I can control the magic of the sky." Enough."

"In fact, I really like the rainy weather," Gao Wen did not accept the viscount's hug, just shaking hands with the other side, this is not indifference, but the rules of meeting the high title and the low title: the low-rankers must show a considerable degree of enthusiasm And respect, but unless the two sides are clearly affiliated, the high-ranking people can't accept it, but they should still be treated with a certain degree of courtesy. These messy traditions are almost troublesome in Gaowen's view, but this time is not followed. I will lose the piece of meat. "I saw the fertile land of Kant before the rain came down. I saw a nice rain scene after the rain fell. This is still worth it."

"You can be satisfied with that is the best," Victor Kant laughed, his smile calm and calm, like a normal, old-aged and well-educated veteran, "I have prepared for you." The banquet is in the restaurant behind this hall."

Amber has been standing low and standing behind Gao Wen, so serious and serious, "the aristocratic fan" is full of her situation, so it is rare to keep quiet, but when she heard "dining" her The ears still betrayed themselves, and the sharp ears from the elves of the elves trembled immediately, turning around on the head like a radar, as if searching for more information about "eating".

Gao Wen is smiling and looking at the old viscount in front of him.

Old, but still healthy, smile calm, temperament with a little ease, he could not see a little about the cult.

But this cannot be used as a basis for judgment.

He smiled and accepted the banquet of the old prince, and took the amber and Philip Knights to the depths of Kant Castle.

......

At the same time, in the Silver Fort in St. Sunil City, the old King Francis II was frowning at a sealed letter in front of him.

These secret letters are from the "king party aristocracy" directly enshrined by the king throughout the kingdom. The characters around the territory of the three border Grand Dukes also have such a point of view as the "eyeliner". This system is based on the system of the founding fathers. It has been a continuous extension for centuries. It is an important basis for the Ansuo royal family to control the whole country. The foggy month and the "illegitimate child" of the second dynasty once lost the system, but after a hundred years of reconstruction, especially in a few Under the compromise made by the Duke for the stability of the kingdom, this intelligence network belonging to the king is still functioning as effectively as the first dynasty today.

Most of the aristocrats directly enshrined by the king are located in the south, and a small part is distributed in other parts of the kingdom. The secret letters sent back from these eyeliners on weekdays report the situation on their respective land. Basically, there is basically no commonality, but the secret letter from the recent period has a tendency to make Francis II faint.

There are more and more reports on the activeness of various dark sects, and there are more and more everywhere in the country.

Even though today, these increased reports account for less than 10% of the country's total, but they are so widely distributed that it is enough for the old king to worry.

Ansu does have a decadent system, but the king is basically a smart person.

Now, in front of him is a secret letter from the prince Andrew Lesley of Southland. The content of this letter is more important than what was reported by other aristocrats:

In the town of Tanzan, there was a mortal extermination. The cultists once sneaked into the castle and controlled some of them with sorcerers. Fortunately, the Duke of Govin Cecil supported, and the Duke eradicated the cultists who were entrenched in the land.

The old king would not know that Viscount Andrew Leslie had already hidden a lot of truths in this secret letter, such as the eternal slate that had fallen into the hands of Gao Wen, and the details he himself was controlled by the cultists, and he also The criticality of the matter has been consciously reduced a lot, but even then, the information revealed in this letter is still enough to shock the old king.

The cultists who had only dared to move in the dark, this time directly invaded the house of a real aristocrat!

Whether they used to sacrifice with a living or to hold a ritual with a dead bone, they would not let the real aristocrats be nervous, because those acts were carried out in the "untouchables", and those cults seemed to follow the bottom line of the game. Never reached into the aristocratic system, but now... the wind has changed.

It happened at this time, when the relationship between Ansu and Tifeng empire was most tense. Originally, Francis II was relieved when he knew that the Titan empire would not launch a war this winter, and thought that he could swear. This opportunity to further strengthen border armaments and lay the foundation for war, but now he suddenly feels that the cultists may not want him to have this surplus.

Just as the old king frowned, a feeling of warmth and awkwardness suddenly filled the room.

He looked up a little unexpectedly and saw Veronica, who was wearing a white robes, walk into the room.

The "Vrind of the Virgin" walked to her father with a smile and a little spoiled look: "Father, I asked Aiden, he said that you are still in the study."

"Veronica, my daughter... How come you are today?" Francis II looked at Veronica with a little surprise. Although his daughter still retains the identity of a princess, he is already officially converted. The Holy Light, she spends most of her time in the Cathedral of Light, and rarely returns to Silver Fort.

"Have you forgotten? Today is the day when I left the cathedral and came to see you in the castle," Veronica said with a smile, drawing the emblem of the Holy Light on the chest. "You can't serve the Lord." Forgetting to serve your parents, this is the teaching of the Light."

"Look at my brain," the old king couldn't help but patted his head. "I remember the wrong day!"

"It doesn't matter, the kingdom's burden is on you, you should first take the king's responsibility first," Veronica said as she noticed the tired look on the face of Francis II. She raised her hand and summoned a holy Light, using the magic to ease the father's mental stress, "Father, what happened?"

Francis II sighed: "The cultists, all things will die, the eternal sects, and the small sects like the Blackrock sects and the abyss followers. I don't know what nerves have been sent. Everyone in the day began to look for trouble."

When I heard the word "cultist", Veronica, a devout believer, couldn't help but frown. "May the Holy Light save the poor people who have been attacked by the mob... The cults are always spreading everywhere, but unfortunately In addition to the Light and the God of War, the sects of other sects are too weak to face the cults of the cultists."

Francis sighed: "Reassure, those evil people don't dare to mess in the kingdom."

Veronica took a look at the secret letters with special marks from all over the kingdom. They folded their hands on the chest and said with sincerity: "The Holy Light will shelter Ansu."