Tiffany really didn't want to come here. It was an eerie place, and she never liked to come here. She couldn't twist Milia. She was also afraid that Miria would be angry with her body, so she had to come.

After a while, the train stopped.

Because, there are no more rails ahead. It is a station converted from an abandoned church.

Like other churches, this station has a plethora of sculptures of crosses. However, the sculptures of the crosses are not the same as those in other churches. For the body that was tied to the cross was not a human head, but a wolf's head.

What's more, you can still hear the howling of several wolves from time to time. But it makes this dilapidated station feel even more terrifying.

Outside the train station, there was an old half-open two-wheeled carriage. The carriage was pulled by a large black horse. The coachman in front was a pale-faced old man.

"I've seen Your Highness..."

The coachman said respectfully to Tiffany.

Tiffany nodded and got into the carriage.

The carriage was moving quickly in a direction where there were no rails. The witches followed the carriage. The big black horse was running rapidly, but the witch was walking leisurely on both sides, and the speed was actually the same as that of the big black horse. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely be surprised.

As the carriage descended into the darkness, the sound of wolf howling became clearer in my ears. Moreover, the density is even more intense than before.

I saw that the big black horse pulling the carriage suddenly neighed, and raised its two front hooves in horror. The body of the carriage was also trembling with start.

I saw green lights floating around the carriage, like ghosts wandering in the dark night sky, like jewels.

The coachman lit an oil lamp, and the dim light brought a glimmer of light to the dark world, and the melancholy light could also see something around him.

I saw several huge wolves standing around the carriage, those wolves were all snow-white, and their bodies were even half taller than the big black horse, with their heads slightly raised, their sharp fangs exposed, their heads held high, and their eyes were full of terrifying ferocity and pride.

"Christan ......"

"Haydn ......"

"Austin ......"

......

"I've seen His Highness ......"

When the giant wolves saw Tiffany, they actually spoke at Tiffany in unison. However, those giant wolves were still holding their heads high, and their eyes were full of dazzling essence.

"Tiffany has met a few uncles and uncles......"

Tiffany slowly opened her eyes and said to the giant wolves. As she spoke, she also raised the Qingyu Sword in her hand.

The faces of several giant wolves changed slightly, and they stared at the Qingyu Sword for a moment, only to see that the giant wolf named Christian who was the leader slowly lowered his wolf head raised high, and then slowly put the sharp fangs into his mouth.

Several other giant wolves followed suit, slowly lowering their giants and retracting their fangs.

"Tomorrow before sunset, invite some of my uncles and uncles to the Dunstein Palace, where my mother will entertain them...... Tiffany said slowly.

There was a dead silence around, and no one answered.

"Uncle Christian......" Tiffany frowned and shouted at the lead Christian.

"Oh, tomorrow, let's talk about it."

Christian said, his intimidating fangs showing out somehow as he spoke.

Tiffany was startled by the cold light reflected on the fangs, and saw her say to the coachman,

"Go ......"

"Greetings to Your Highness"

I saw Christian speak, but as he spoke, he raised the wolf's head high, showing the fangs that had just been put away, and there were some meaningful smiles in his eyes. Watching the carriage slowly leave, it was like a demonstration, and it was like a ridicule.

The attitude of the wolves drew a little anger on the faces of the witches who were following Tiffany.

In the sound of horses' hooves, there are a pair of sharp eyes constantly confronting and clashing.

Tiffany, on the other hand, kept her eyes closed all the time, and sat in the carriage without saying a word.

......

The carriage continued to move forward, probably for more than an hour. It's still dark, but you can't hear the howls of wolves crying one after another.

The old witches who followed the carriage also breathed a sigh of relief. Although, they weren't afraid of the wolves. However, they have to be vigilant at all times, which makes them feel a little tired too. Stepping out of the territory of those wolves allowed them to have some mental relaxation.

The moon is obscured by clouds from time to time, and only occasionally illuminates some of the surrounding mountain undulations. Some places are mountains and forests, and some places are wastelands. As far as the eye can see, there is no human light around.

Gradually, the carriage became more bumpy, and it was clear that the road here was even more rugged than before. I don't know how long this broken road has been in disrepair, or rather, this broken road is simply a road hundreds of years ago and has never been repaired. The carriage shook so that Tiffany frowned frequently.

I don't know how many forests I passed, and I didn't know how many mountains I climbed, a building complex that was so dilapidated that it almost collapsed finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes in the faint moonlight.

It's not so much a huge old castle as a pile of ruins. The degree of dilapidation is definitely comparable to those graves buried deep in the ground.

The carriage drove to the castle gate, and when you looked through the gate, it looked like a deep tunnel.

At the gate stood several well-dressed old men. These old men, all with gray hair, but all of them are neat and uniform tuxedos, like aristocrats who enter and exit high society, accompanied by applause and flowers all the time. However, their image at this time was somewhat out of step with the tattered tomb-like castle.

"Isaac ......"

"Jason ......"

"Wyatt ......"

"Greetings to Your Highness......"

I saw a few old men, and said respectfully to Tiffany. A few old men seemed to be familiar with those ancient and cumbersome court etiquette. Between the words, it was a whole set of cumbersome etiquette that was actually made a convenience.

"I've seen a few uncles and uncles...... Tiffany politely returned the salute to the old men.

"Your Highness, please come inside, we have prepared a comfortable room for you, as well as delicious food and wine, waiting for you to enjoy, of course, all your needs, we can meet your ......"

I saw that the old man named Isaac at the head said to Tiffany with an enthusiastic face. It's just that his enthusiasm is connected with the pale face without a trace of blood, but it makes people feel a little terrifying.

Tiffany raised her sword and said to the old men,

"No, I'm just here to convey my mother's words, and my mother has asked a few uncles and uncles to take their people to the palace in Denstown before sunset......"

Several old men bowed down again when they saw the green sword, but when they heard Tiffany's words, they all frowned.