The Amber Sword - 1075. Chapter 1075

Sandburg is located on the bank of a small lake named Stroy to the west of Rušta. At the turn of summer and autumn, the lake here reflects the castle and the distant skyline of the snow-capped mountains of Hazel Roy, against which it stands upright. The reflection of the forest and the white maple is one of the most famous viewing spots near the imperial capital, but it is also the royal forest garden.

But the imperial royal family does not live here often, and often only stays here during the long summer. After the silver queen Constance became the throne, the castle was used for a shorter period of time. It may not be once in two or three years. Even if they go, they often only stay. Less than a month.

But even so, there are groups of servants in the castle, and there are permanent guards. As early as half a month ago, a group of mountain servants had been replaced in Sandburg, and the Flame Blade Knights who had exchanged defenses with the Forbidden Army added a lot of popularity here.

Only tonight, this ancient and elegant castle standing by the lake is exceptionally quiet.

Silver Moon’Timis’ moved slowly over the nearby forest, and Bai Feng’s long shadow stretched forward with the movement of the moonlight, over the fence, over the forest road, leaving a shadow on the city wall.

The wind pushed the clouds above the night. After a while, the shadow on the wall squirmed, slowly rising from the ground, and gradually formed a woman dressed as a witch in a veil.

The woman stood beside the battlements for a moment, and looked into the courtyard suspiciously. The courtyard was pitch black, there was no light in one of the stables, and there were no dark guards or guards on the wall.

If it was at this time on weekdays, the servants would have already fallen asleep, but at least there was still a minimum of defensive power in the castle, and it would definitely not be as dead as this moment.

She frowned and walked towards the edge of the city wall. The moonlight pouring down from the clouds at that moment became substantial under her feet, forming a step by step ladder. She stepped down and came to the courtyard.

A faint silver blossom spread out in all directions centering on her body, sweeping across the entire castle in a blink of an eye.

The woman raised her eyebrows, as if she was aware of something, but at this moment, she suddenly glanced in the direction where she came from behind her.

She seemed to hear something, and she was about to leave, but at this moment a flash of fright suddenly flashed in her eyes. She raised her right hand, and a crystal ball the size of a palm suddenly appeared in her palm, and several pictures were constantly switched on it, like floating light and glimpses. If ordinary people have no time to see clearly, but she just blinked and engraved one of the pictures on her eyes. inside,

If Brando was here, he would definitely recognize that it was the scene inside the Cat and Beard Inn.

The woman raised her hand, and the crystal ball in her hand instantly turned into a piece of silver light dust, and she also shattered, like broken glass, melted into the moonlight in a flash.

As soon as the woman left her forefoot, a few small black shadows lightly landed on the city wall behind her.

Those are a few cats.

The black cat at the forefront has a big bow tied around its neck. It looked around curiously, and when it opened it was the characteristic sweet voice of the sugar bowl: “Weird, no one, even the Knights The people in the castle are led away by the adults, at least there will be guards in the castle?”

A yellow and white tabby cat behind the black cat suddenly showed a nervous look after hearing this, and quickly reminded him softly: “Shhh, keep it quiet, Miss, it’s okay that no one is okay, do you want to attract everyone?”

“Barbasha, what are you afraid of? Haven’t we confirmed that the knights of the Flame Sword have left long ago, either to support the Lord Lord and their battles, or to deal with the strange guys in the city, anyway, anyway It won’t be here. Those guys left are not my opponents.”

“Miss, I’m not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, it’s better to be more cautious.” Barbasha looked around nervously: “This is the empire, don’t forget that Agatrice and the others are here.”

“No one here,” the sugar bowl turned into a black cat indifferently glanced at the castle immersed in darkness. She raised her head, sniffed around with her nose, and said in doubt: “But there is something strange in the air. Taste, it seems that someone of our kind has been here. It’s strange, I’m not sure, is there such a powerful guy under that woman? Is it the king of witches?”

Barbasha was startled: “That woman can’t be here, right.”

“Well,” the sugar bowl nodded: “It’s really not her breath, it’s weird, is there such a powerful guy in our generation of witches.”

“Let’s do business now, miss…”

The sugar bowl leaped, jumped off the wall lightly, and landed steadily on the meadow in the courtyard, just like a real cat, without making a sound.

Behind her, including Barbasha, three witches who turned into cats also jumped down one by one. Several people strolled around in the courtyard, but none of them found them.

“There is no one here, miss.” It was the white cat behind Barbasha. Although it looked the smallest, it was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

“That woman is really unreliable. Be careful, miss, this may be a trap.”

Hearing the word “trap”, Barbasha’s fur all stood up, and she subconsciously looked back, but the courtyard was silent.

“Relax, Barbasha, even if there are traps, they are aimed at Lord Lord. The Silver Queen has no interest in you, an old woman.”

“Miss,” the white cat who had spoken before suddenly said again: “There are still people in the castle.”

The sugar bowl nodded, and she also noticed: “Front left, the third room.”

She stepped on an elegant catwalk to the window of the room, jumped gently, and then jumped to the window sill, stretched out her paw and fiddled with it twice, opened a gap in the window, and a strong smell of alcohol suddenly rushed over her face.

“So I hate alcoholics—”

…

Hobbs Balek is indeed a drunkard. He is a dwarf, from Ambrose, who is addicted to alcohol, but he is also the best horse trainer in the entire empire. The royal family hired him to serve as the equestrian in Sandburg. He didn’t dare to drink alcohol on weekdays-no matter how careless the dwarves were, they would never take the royal strict rules seriously, not to mention that he still cherishes this job very much. .

Not to mention the rich collection of Her Majesty’s stables, just being the strongest imperial horse horse master is enough to make him feel extremely proud.

But today is a special case. The Forbidden Army was replaced by the Knights of the Flame Sword. The servants in the castle were also moved earlier. He was staying because he wanted to help take care of the horses of the knights. As a result, several The knights had also left a few hours ago.

Now this deserted castle can be regarded as his own master.

He dared not touch the royal wine cellar in the basement, but the large barrels of wine stored in the kitchen were nothing wrong. Although they were not as good as the royal collection, they were enough to make him addicted to alcohol.

He lay dazedly on a few bags of flour, and he could not remember how much alcohol he drank. It seemed that there was a keg of dwarf spirits, then three bottles of Randfield liqueur, one bottle of whiskey, and the alcohol seemed to form one. A thick cloud and mist wrapped him in it.

Hobbes Bareck was belching wine. This was the life he pursued. He had a dream in a daze. He dreamed that he made enough money and he returned to his hometown to build a wine cellar unparalleled in the world. The cellar contains all kinds of rare wines, from the Griffon’s Feather of 366 years, the Black King of Phyllis, to the famous cold moon wine, which was produced in the cold moon year and was almost destroyed by There was a snow disaster that winter, but it formed a unique cold taste as a result, and it was the top treasure of various royal families and aristocratic families.

He dreamed of entertaining guests, full of friends, not only well-known alcoholics, but also noble people from the upper class. On the long table covered with white cloth, there are all kinds of silver plates piled with people from all over the world. The famous wine and brightly colored fruits and vegetables, a black cat tied up in a bow walks around.

Hobbs Bareck was stunned for a moment, and almost thought he was wrong. Why is there a black cat on the table? He couldn’t help but rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and found that there was not only one cat on the table, but also two white cats and one tabby cat.

He couldn’t help but sit up, subconsciously preparing to be angry with his dream servants, but before he could speak, he saw the black cat talking to him:

“Hobbs Bareck,” the black cat stretched out his paws and slapped his nose with a look of disgust: “Damn alcoholic, I will give you a few words, otherwise I will send you to hell!”

The dwarf horse trainer opened his eyes wide, and the cat even started talking. He shook his head, thinking that he was dreaming as expected.

But after a while, he suddenly woke up, everything in his dreams turned into bubbles, the surrounding environment turned into a dark kitchen, and the small space was filled with a strong smell of wine and raw meat.

On the wooden table directly opposite him, no more, no less, four cats happened to stand, among them the black cat headed by, staring at him with gloomy eyes in the dark.

“Ghost!”

The dwarf screamed in fright, kicked his legs backwards and crawled back, hitting the bucket behind with a bang, and a rustling noise on top of his head. The spice jars of various colors on the shelf suddenly overturned and hit him. A flapping head covered his face.

“Puff,” Sugar Bowl couldn’t help laughing stupidly by this guy, but she hurriedly raised her face: “Hobbes Bareck, have you heard me.”

The witch is good at manipulating dreams, and has already known each other’s name in the dream.

But the dwarf horse trainer was scared into a cold sweat. It is not a good sign to meet a black cat in the middle of the night in Vaughan. Some rural legends often think that black cats and crows are messengers of death, and these animals that bring bad luck often It is even worse when it is connected with the witches.

Hobbs Balek didn’t even know that there were just a few witches in front of him, but he was extremely apprehensive. If he contacted the black cat before, he only assumed that the other party was indeed the messenger of the god of death and was here to send him to hell. of.

Is it because you are drunk to death?

He couldn’t help feeling sad.

The sad thing is that I haven’t drunk enough.

“I’ll ask you a question,” but the sugar bowl doesn’t care what he thinks, her eyes are fascinating, as if it can be a dream: “Where is the mistress here?”

…

St. Contipe Palace, White Rose Garden——

The two rows of knights slowly stopped outside the gate of the Rose Garden. At this moment, it was very quiet. There was no one on the Imperial Avenue. Rows of oak trees stood on both sides of the avenue, casting dark shadows on the ground.

Outside this majestic palace is a large open meadow. There are no other buildings within a few hundred meters. They are all royal gardens. However, the knights who visited late at night still awakened the residents in the distant neighborhoods.

With the cold light of the moonlit night, the citizens secretly looked from the window in the direction of the Palace of San Contepe, and they could see from a distance these knights in black clothes and black armor–not the Forbidden Army, nor the Flame Knights of the Temple, who they were. Why did the Duke’s guard come here so late?

In the Palace of San Contepe, there is also a look on this team of knights.

Constance can clearly see the Rose Garden and Empire Avenue from the French arched windows of her study. She is sitting behind her desk, the crystal ball on hand has long lost its previous light, and can’t be seen anymore. The forest scenery near Hanlu Manor became dark, with a hint of moonlight reflecting off the edge.

There was no one in the room at this moment. Only the dragon queen stood silently in the darkness on the side. She did not speak, and Her Majesty did not speak. Her eyes looked through the glass of the window, watching the guards between the two knights tightly guarded. Black carriage.

She watched the car door being opened by a knight, and a maid stepped down from the car first. Her long red hair and bronze skin were typical features of mountain people.

The maid leaned slightly after getting out of the car, and then helped a princess in costume.

That is her countess.

Only then did the Silver Queen show a proud look.

“When will our prince arrive?” she asked.

“On the way, Your Majesty.” The Dragon Queen replied in the dark.

“The officials have been waiting in the hall for a long time,” she said after a while, “Your Majesty.”

“It’s okay,” the Silver Queen replied, “Let me be alone, Gwendolyn.”

The dragon queen nodded, but his body remained unchanged.

“Those rats are making a lot of noise today.”

“Yes, I just asked, the city guard was led by the battle over there.”

“Then you go and tell my dear Knight Commander what he should do now.”

The Dragon Queen nodded.

“Go, come back before the dinner starts. This is the theme of today’s banquet.”

The dragon queen’s figure retreated into the darkness, and then there was the sound of opening the door, and finally all the noises turned into silence with a’click’.

Constance looked at the night view outside the window silently, without saying a word.

“…You were once the kindest princess of the Cruz people, if you are still willing to return to the right path.”

“I have never been more convinced that I am on the right path than I am now.”

“The paranoia has blocked your gaze, Your Majesty.”

“On the contrary, it is you who can’t see the way forward…”

An illusion stretched out before her eyes.

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