"Alright, Daddy, don't dwell on it. Prepare yourself, it's almost time to go. ”

"Go? Going to Lianhe Fort now? ”

"Yes, that's right."

Old Tom looked around.

The wagons that formed the walls around the camp had not yet been put away, and the men and mercenaries were still lying in streaks. There weren't pots and pans or anything, but there were still plenty of things to pack up in the camp. It took about half a day to build the camp, and now it will take half a day to pack up and set off.

Fang Qiuling took out a biscuit bucket from the storage bag and handed it to Sino, motioning for her to distribute it. The living people are still lying and unable to move, and there must be no one to make breakfast, so you can eat some biscuits to deal with it.

"I discussed with Ms. Mogree last night that it was not realistic for the caravan to go to Lianhe Fort now, but it would definitely not work if I didn't go, so we decided to go our separate ways. A few of us went to Lianhe Fort, where the caravan continued to rest. If you ride a horse, you can reach Lianhe Fort before noon, and you can reach the Morey Trail before the sun sets. ”

"The caravan continues to rest here, and by noon, they will almost be able to recover...... Old Tom took the biscuit handed over by Fang Qiuling and stuffed a piece in his mouth, "Then the caravan will go directly to the Morey Trail from here, it should only take half a day." When the time comes, go round at the Morey Trail. ”

"Yes, that's what it means. Dad, you also happened to go to Lianhe Fort to 'investigate'. ”

"Yes, exactly...... Hmm, hmm, this dry food tastes good. What is it made of? ”

Old Tom threw another cookie in his mouth.

"Flour, oil, shallots, spices. Press it. ”

The biscuit bucket is filled with loose compressed biscuits, chive-flavored.

"It's as simple as that?"

"Yes, it's that simple, the basic materials are that simple." Fang Qiuling also stuffed a compressed biscuit in his mouth and gnawed it slowly, "The ingredients are relatively simple, but it is very troublesome to make." This thing is pressed, eat...... Three pieces, and a little more water will be worth a meal. ”

"Hey, that's pretty convenient......" Old Tom had a good tooth, and the compressed biscuits were bitten by him with a rattle, "which people go to Lianhe Fort?" ”

"You, me, Shino, and Miss Mogre, that's it. Half of the horses are dead, and a few more people will go, and it will not be enough to pull the wagon. ”

"Well, it's ...... too"

"Wait a minute!" A wild Lily suddenly appeared on the side, "I'm going too!" ”

"You're going too?" Fang Qiuling's first reaction when she saw Lily was to refuse, "Forget it." You follow the caravan, and the caravan is also to be guarded. ”

Lily rejected the offer to stay in the caravan: "No! Also, I'm just letting you know I'm going, not talking to you. ”

With that, Lily turned around and left. Don't forget to grab two cookies from Shino before leaving.

The conversation like a couple arguing caught Fang Qiuling off guard, and Old Tom showed a smile of unknown meaning.

"Thurik, I'm optimistic about you!"

"you!"

It is said that it has been exposed, but in action, it can still be targeted. So after setting off, Lily rode her unicorn, looking at it with a provocative gaze from time to time, which made Fang Qiuling extremely depressed.

- What are you looking at?

- What are you doing?

- Would you like to try another one?

- Try it.

Lily tried several times, and finally proved that Fang Qiuling had no problem with her. So the smile on her face was even brighter.

Whether it's a player or an NPC, the Paladin class is known for its high defense, not only physical defense, but also magical defense. Paladins can equip plate armor with the highest defense level, so they have high physical defense. At the same time, the paladin is deeply favored by the gods, and has the divine power bestowed by the gods, and the divine power has always had an advantage in fighting magic, which in turn makes the paladin's magical defense also very high.

At the same time, the paladin's attack is not low. In the "Kitchen Knife Class", the Paladin's attack power is tied with Berserker and Warrior, and is in the first sequence of the "Kitchen Knife" output.

The magic given by the gods can make up for the problem of a single means of damage output, and it can also be used for defense and support, which can be described as a combination of offense and defense. Aside from short legs and slow running, the Paladin has no obvious weaknesses. And the problem of short legs can be solved by mounts. The exclusive mount for the Love Holy Knight is the Unicorn, a beautiful and noble divine creature that can give the Paladin a great deal of power.

Therefore, the paladin belongs to the high-end combat power of the temple, and is the guarantee of the temple's powerful power, and is a proper son. Look at the bards in turn, undoubtedly free-range wild children.

To be defensive, there is no defensiveness. The Bard is a standard crispy, and is a little better than the Cloth Wizard and Warlock at the bottom.

If you want to attack power, you can't attack power. The highest spell energy level of the Bard is only level six, and the spells of the sixth energy level are still intermediate spells, which is only one energy level away from the high-level spells. Moreover, there are very few spells in the spell list that can be used for attack, most of them are supportive, and there is no need to count on the attack power of spells at all. Speaking of physical combat power, unfortunately, the Bard's "kitchen knife" strength is at the very end of the output sequence, so you can count on it, but don't get too much hope.

The bard wants to single-handedly challenge the paladin, and the difficulty is not a little too great. What's more, Fang Qiuling had just stepped into the Black Iron Rank, and Lily had already stepped into the Black Iron Rank for many years.

It's definitely not going to be beatable, so verbal attacks don't have any effect.

Unable to beat this kind of thing of shouting and scolding on the side, Fang Qiuling couldn't help but think of the lost dog howling in the distance. The more fierce he screamed, the more timid he became. Forget it, it's not a matter of words.

In this way, in the depression of the way, the Lianhe Valley arrived - a lush, natural valley.

Continuing to ride the horse, a ruined castle appeared in front of me in a short time.

It is a castle made of large blocks of blue-gray granite, and the castle is small in size, giving it a very compact feeling at first glance.

There were traces of a moat in front of the castle, but the river was long gone, leaving only a shallow path about ten meters wide. In front of the fully open gate, there is a mess of stones, which must have fallen from disrepair, and the arch above the gate collapsed.

Lily's small nose sniffed, "There is no such smell, there should be no orcs, and there should be no goblins." ”

Orcs and goblins have terrible hygiene, and the description of their place as "a mess" is a compliment. They don't have the habit of cleaning their bodies, and they don't have the concept of bathing. Leftovers are left around, and open defecation is the norm. It is said to be a nest, but in fact it should be written as "dung pit".

There is no approach to the orc's lair, just smell it. The windward wind can stink for three miles, and you can't make a mistake.

Passing through the collapsed city gates, the main building of the castle comes into view. The main body of the castle is a three- or four-story building, and the top part of the castle has collapsed, judging from the large and small broken holes in the walls, and other colored stones that are different from blue-gray granite, they should have been smashed by trebuchets.

"Be careful, even if there are no orcs, there are still undead."

Fang Qiuling pulled out the Bright Strike.

The translucent blade glows in the midday sun—the effect of a prism refracting sunlight, rather than sensing the warning of the undead in the vicinity.

- No undead!

The absence of undead should be good news, but Fang Qiuling's expression couldn't help but become a little more solemn.

It's not strange that a stitch monster or a death knight pops out of the castle, it's strange that it's nothing. It's so unusual.

“…… Go on? ”

"Go on! But always be ready to run! ”

"Good!"

Between the entrance to the castle gate and the main building of the castle is a large open space, unobstructed. This clearing was supposed to be used for the training of soldiers stationed at the castle. Continuing on, you will find the main building of the castle.

The gate at the entrance to the castle's main building is also missing, with only a hint of charred black wood visible at the bolt. The wood is so brittle that it turns black to dust at the slightest touch. It seems to have been burned by fire.

No one spoke, but everyone's expressions were a little solemn. Lily and Miss Mogre waved their hands at the same time, and several detection spells were thrown.

- Detect evil.

The most commonly used "Enemy Hunt" magic used by paladins. The effect of this magic is very good, especially in bars, often just throw one out to gain a large group of "fans", and it is the kind of black powder that is deadly! It is a hate skill that is more effective than the warrior's taunt skill.

Orcs are creatures of darkness and chaos in the evil camp; The undead are unnatural products born after the resurrection of the dead, an evil neutral camp. Detect evil and catch their tracks accurately.

The spell thrown out seemed to sink into the sea, and there was no response. This means that not only is the castle empty, but there are also no self-aware creatures. Of course, there is also a possibility that the "creatures" that inhabit the castle are extremely strong and will "eat" the detection spell.

There are means of reconnaissance, and naturally there are also measures against reconnaissance. Probe spells are effective, but there are also many ways to counter them here.

The outer walls of the castle were full of craters left by trebuchet attacks, and the midday sun passed through the craters, leaving golden pillars of light inside the castle. Sunshine is a natural positive energy, and the castle full of sunshine should be silent with a bit of sacredness, but a strange feeling that is difficult to describe in words gradually rises in everyone's heart.

While slowly walking into the main building of the castle, the group invariably drew their weapons at the same time, and their pace slowed down a lot unconsciously.

"Shino." Fang Qiuling's voice unconsciously became extremely solemn, and with a slight tap on the neckline, the shield technique attached to the Seeker's suit activated, "Don't go near any shadows. ”

"Yes, my lord."

The vertical ears on the top of Shino's head have been completely erected, which is a manifestation of the high concentration of the cat charm's expression.

Entering the main building of the castle, you are greeted by a large room that is slightly spacious. Judging by the size of the room and the number of steps raised in the depths, most of them should be the audience hall. A place where the lord receives visiting guests, rewards his knights, and holds banquets.

The audience hall is usually the most luxurious room in the castle. The façade should be covered with a red carpet, flanked by statues carved from white marble, precious armor, and sharp weapons......

But luxury is a thing of the past. Weapons and armor had long since been destroyed during the castle's assault and defense, and the marble statues had been shattered into pieces.

Click......

Old Tom seemed to have stepped on something, and there was a sound under his feet that seemed like wood breaking.

The sound of silence immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Lifting his foot slightly, a broken picture frame appears at his feet.

Old Tom didn't care, glanced at it casually, and continued on his way.

But before he could take a few steps, Fang Qiuling grabbed him.

- What's wrong?

Old Tom raised his chin and asked silently.

Fang Qiuling pointed to the picture frame on the ground, and then made a flipping gesture.

The torn frame is face down, and it is not known what is drawn. Fang Qiuling obviously wanted to look at the front of the painting.

- Okay.

Old Tom shrugged his shoulders and bent over the frame.

It seems to have been lodging for a long time, and a lot of dust has accumulated on the frame. The flying dust made Fang Qiuling's nose itch, and he sneezed fiercely.

- What are you doing? The action can't be smaller!

- You're the only one who has a lot of people!

The two exchanged a few words silently, and then at the same time their eyes fell on the frame.

A portrait of a man in a black robe. Because of the passage of time, the portrait is very badly damaged, especially at this moment on the face, which is mottled and can only barely be recognized as a man.

Fang Qiuling carefully looked at the painting for a while. It's a pity that nothing was found. His gaze continued to fall, taking a closer look at the front of the frame. Aside from finding a row of small letters directly below the frame, nothing else was found.

According to the common tradition of the aristocracy, it is not surprising that this painting should be a portrait of the previous owners of Lianhe Fort. The row of small letters under the frame should be the name of the person on the portrait.

"Pock, Lori, ......"

Portraits become mottled, and frames are unlikely to be well preserved. The small print is also vague and not very clear.

"It's supposed to be Pukert Mallory Rice. The grandfather of the perhaps alive Pukert Charlton Rice. ”

Old Tom interjected. He had checked the genealogy of the Rice family in the Heraldic Courtyard not long ago, and knew a lot about the members of the Rice family. After listening to Fang Qiuling's few fragmentary pronunciations, he recognized the name.

"Oh...... It is indeed a portrait of an ancestor. ”

Fang Qiuling also shrugged his shoulders.

The family has declined, and the portraits of the ancestors are almost like garbage. It is normal to see the portraits of ancestors hanging in the hall, and there should be no useful clues to be found in this tattered. Next......

- Wait a minute.

The sudden throbbing in his heart made Fang Qiuling's gaze condense slightly. Once again, the tiny font below the frame comes into view.

"Pukelt Mallory Rice ......"

"What's wrong? Thulick, what's wrong? ”

"I don't know, but it feels like something is wrong......"

Fang Qiuling casually wrote down the name of Pukelt Mallory Rice in the ground.

—Pukelt Mallory Rice.

Look at it upside down, look it backwards, look it upside down. Nothing, it seems......