Some old carriages were driving on the yellow mud road, occasionally bumping. The person who drove the car was a boy, a boy wearing aristocratic costume. Logically speaking, there was no reason for a noble to drive a car, but the fact happened in front of him. The boy who drove the car was very happy, with the whip swaying, but the old man sitting in the car looked gloomy.

Even the cheap work of catching a car had to be handled by the next head of the family. The Reed family declined to this point and was really shameless to his ancestors. When the old man thought of this, he sighed in the car.

Liang Lidong sat opposite the old village chief, seeing the old man's sorrow, but he was unmoved. This village chief Reed is an old fried dough stick and generally does not like to show it. Now he is mostly for him to show it, just to arouse his sympathy. But this is purely the rich man insisted that he is a beggar. Many families in the village are much poorer than Reed's family, and they are not seen sighing sadly in front of Liang Lidong.

So although the old village chief has some knowledge, his mind is full of cleverness.

The carriage was moving forward rumblingly. This time, Liang Lidong did not use the "Mist-Driving" magic to increase his speed of travel. There was no need. After a while, in the aftermath of the sunset, the carriage arrived at the entrance of Dongfeng City. Because it was already evening, there were very few people entering and exiting the city gate. Several soldiers guarding the city yawned. They saw a carriage coming. The one who drove the carriage was actually a boy in a noble uniform. They were slightly surprised. Then their eyes passed by the carriage and found that the carriage was a little old and had no home patterns. They were immediately overjoyed and surrounded.

"Hey, the carriage enters the city at night, but you have to pay double the capita tax!" The leading thin soldier shouted.

Kyle said in surprise: "But the sun has not yet set."

The soldier was furious when he heard this: "I said it's evening, it's evening. Do you have any objections?" He waved his hand and the soldiers behind him raised their spears.

"You!" Kyle was so angry that he almost jumped up.

At this time, a silver coin popped out of the carriage and landed in the hands of the leading soldier. Then a majestic voice came from the carriage: "Give the money and give way, Kyle enters the city, don't pay attention to them."

"You know what you know!" The leading soldier chuckled and waved his hand to let his companions go out of the way. As a veteran soldier who had been guarding the city for more than 20 years, he knew what kind of people could make a fortune and what kind of people could not move. He could see through the identity of Kyle's declining rural noble at a glance.

Kyle drove the carriage into Dongfeng City with a very unhappy ride. In the carriage, the old village chief looked at Liang Lidong with some confusion: "Pastor Beta, this money should not be paid by you, and you can save fifty copper coins just by showing your face. Why do you have to indulge the evil spirits of those soldiers?"

"It's very simple for me to show my face. When they see the caster, they dare not accept a single copper coin!" Liang Lidong looked at the old man opposite and said, "But as soon as I show up, there will definitely be rumors that the next head of the Reed family drove for a caster and became someone else's groom. Are you sure you would like to hear such rumors?"

Joan of Arc, who had been standing on Liang Lidong's left shoulder, was motionless like a statue, suddenly opened his eyes and laughed twice.

The old village chief's whole body immediately became stiff and his face turned pale. Amid the shaking vibration of the carriage, his face slowly became normal, and then nodded slightly to thank him: "I am not considerate, thank you for your consideration for Kyle!"

Liang Lidong didn't say anything anymore. The old village chief was too thoughtful and always wanted to be clever and take advantage of others to get some benefits or benefits. It would be tiring to communicate with such people. However, the old village chief was a good person in nature, so Liang Lidong had no disgust towards him, and of course there was no good impression of him. Kyle and the old village chief were together day and night, but they did not get into the bad habits of the old village chief. It has to be said that it was a miracle.

The carriage was moving slowly in the city. Because it was almost night, there were not many people on the streets. Not too long, Kyle drove the carriage to a corner. It was quite secluded and there was no one coming or going around for the time being. Liang Lidong said, "Kyle stops, I want to go down here."

"Hey, why, I'm going to arrive at the castle soon!" Kyle asked in confusion.

The old village chief knew the reason, and he said: "The teacher asked you to stop. He must have his own reasons. What are you doing so much!"

Kyle shrugged: "Okay! Then teacher, do you know where the castle is? You should only be in Winter Wind City for the second time."

Liang Lidong pointed to the air in front of him. Although it was too late, the tall buildings of the castle were still obvious. Kyle smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm stupid, so let's go first. Teacher, remember to come over quickly. I heard that the city lord is a marquis, and such a noble noble pays great attention to etiquette. If they go too late, they might be unhappy."

"On the contrary, the great nobles generally do not pay much attention to etiquette." Liang Lidong smiled: "But they hope that you will abide by etiquette in front of them, so that you can show your respect for them, and secondly, they can show that they are unique!"

Kyle seemed to understand but couldn't understand it. He couldn't turn his mind at once, and scratched his head hard. Liang Lidong patted his shoulder: "Okay, don't think too much. If you have the chance to think about this in the future, you can take your grandpa to the dinner first."

The brown-haired old horse pulled the carriage and left. Liang Lidong stood in the shadow of the corner of the street and walked out slowly after a while.

Although Dongfeng City is a big city, there are still few pedestrians on the street at night. After all, nightlife is not rich in this era. At this time, the pedestrians walking on the road, except for a few of them, were hurried passers-by, and were wearing heavy makeup and exposed nightingales. They greeted the passers-by in a charming tone and dragged them into the wooden door behind them.

Several Nightingale wanted to come up and talk to Liang Lidong, but when she got close to him, she immediately retreated in panic. Joan of Arc suddenly spoke, "Is it necessary to think about Kyle like this? Isn't the spellcaster's dogma casually?"

"This is just about your choice." Liang Lidong smiled and said, "If I want to help, I will help, and if I don't want to help, I won't help people. Is it wrong?"

Joan of Arc was silent. After a while, she tickled: "You make sense, you deserve to be my master. But Master, I am still very curious about why you chose me as your magic pet... Logically speaking, you should have a better choice. For example, the cat family and the canine family, their frontal combat power is stronger than me... Well, Master, what are you looking at!"

The eyes of falcons can see far, but it is not easy to use at night, but Liang Lidong is different. He has the "Yunlong Blue Eyes". Not only can he see things normally in any environment, but the most important thing is that the field of view is very far away. He saw seven people hurried forward at the end of the street. It is not uncommon for people to walk on the street, but among the seven people, four of them were wearing soft leather armor, each carrying different medium-sized military melee weapons behind them, one with a recurved bow on the back, a quiver on the waist, the other was wearing a close-fitting black suit, with a black scarf wrapped in a black face, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and her chest was raised high. She was a woman. Her hands were empty, but there was a distinct flat object bulge on the inside of her thighs. The last one was wearing a sky-blue robe, unable to tell the difference between men and women, with faint magic light flowing on it, a long wooden stick in his hand, and an emerald at the top of the stick.

Seven professions, or mercenaries? Liang Lidong has been in the game for eight years. He knows the most what the NPC profession looks like. These seven people are obviously four melee professions, a archer, a hunter, a thief or an assassin, and a spellcaster. Judging from the costumes and the staff in it, they should be Qi magicians and people from the blue magic tower!

These seven people were in a hurry. Liang Lidong thought their target was also the castle, but the next moment they turned right and headed towards the west of the castle.

"Oh, is there anything wrong with these people?" Joan of Arc finally discovered them a few seconds before the disappearance of the seven professions.

Liang Lidong frowned: "There is nothing wrong, I'm just subconsciously alert. After all, the mercenaries are both good and evil. They are the ones who help people solve their difficulties, and they are the ones who bring disasters and deaths to others. I have been a mercenary before, and I have had a lot of contact with them, and I know their nature."

"Master, your words are quite interesting. Since you are a mercenary, how can you and them be divided?" Joan of Arc was very smart and sensitively discovered the difference in Liang Lidong's words.

"In the years when I was a mercenary, I belonged to a special group. Unlike them, I had a bottom line in doing things and rarely killed people for the sake of interests. On the contrary, many of us would give up our interests and accept some thankless tasks for the sake of so-called "justice"!"

The special group that Liang Lidong mentioned was players. At that time, NPC mercenaries and player mercenaries had a serious confrontation. NPC mercenaries felt that the player mercenaries were too flirty and too Virgin, and even joked that they wanted to be bad guys, why do they become mercenaries? How good are they to be paladins!

Players and mercenaries are disgusted with the NPC mercenaries doing everything for the sake of profit. They even spontaneously stop some inhuman tasks, such as preventing NPC mercenaries from slaughtering the village.

It can only be said that different growth environments create different groups. Players are "playing". They were born in a peaceful environment and their lives are generally good. They pursue their own spiritual comfort. To put it bluntly, they are generally quite bottom-line and sensible in their work, and are willing to help others. But NPC mercenaries are different. Most of them were born in poverty and lived a hard life when they were young. They finally became professionals, licking blood from the knife, but they were not as resurrected as players. When they make money, they are more fighting with their lives. In order to survive, they are easy to use extreme means.

One side is seeking "happy" and the other side is seeking survival. It is normal for different practices.

"If other people are so bragging, I have to swear on him." Joan of Arc smiled and said, "But I can still believe what you said, Master."

"Is it only six points?" Liang Lidong looked a little disappointed.

Joan of Arc laughed, his voice clear and nice: "Then it's eight points."

This is why players and casters like magic pets very much and are unwilling to be harmed... Having a magic pet around is equivalent to an extra good friend who can be trusted and can chat with you to relieve boredom.

As one person and one bird chatted casually, he soon walked to the front of the castle. When he was in the distance, he looked at the castle and felt majestic enough, but when he was close enough, he realized that this castle was more shocking than he thought!

The highest point of the castle should be four watchtowers, southeast and west, about 15 meters and ten high above the ground. With Liang Lidong's current vision, through the frontal lookout, two soldiers could be seen sitting and chatting inside, drinking ale wine, blushing.

The castle is about 240 meters long and about 100 meters wide. This is just the main body of the castle. There are two small fortresses next to it connected to the castle, with a height of only about 100 meters, but the area is similar to the main body of the castle. If Liang Lidong's judgment is not wrong, the infantry fortress on the left should be the cavalry fortress on the right, because he vaguely heard the sound of horses coming from the fortress on the right.

There is a large garden in front of the main body of the castle. The path made of bluestone divides the grass in the garden into three pieces. There is a circular square in the middle. There is a fountain driven by magic in the center of the square.

A moat at least five meters wide encircles the castle and separates it from the outside world. The only way to the castle is the suspension bridge that is fifteen meters long and about twenty meters long. This castle is a residence and a military fortress. If the outer periphery of Dongfeng City falls, as long as the suspension bridge is put away. With sufficient reserves of grain, even if the army encircles and suppresses it for two or three months, it will not be a big problem.

At this time, the suspension bridge had been put down, and people were coming and going, most of them were nobles. They put the carriage in front of the suspension bridge, then walked across the suspension bridge, and entered the castle garden. Many servants hurried out from the garden and drove the guests' carriages to another place, so as not to block the intersection.

When Liang Lidong stepped onto the suspension bridge, he felt the air around him tremble, and everyone's movements paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Enchantment! Liang Lidong knew in his heart that generally speaking, if such large castles and military facilities are not protected by magic barriers, they are tofu blocks in the eyes of magicians. Any large-scale magic can be destroyed.

Liang Lidong walked onto the bridge and walked slowly. Soon a servant noticed him. After a while of pushing, the boldest servant came over and said carefully: "Dear Spellcaster, are you here to attend Miss Babala's birthday party?"

Liang Lidong nodded: "Well, this is my invitation!"

In fact, Liang Lidong didn't need an invitation to enter the castle. The magic robe on him was one of the best invitations. How many nobles wanted to invite the caster to attend their banquet and add luster to themselves but could not.

The servant breathed a sigh of relief and was able to show the invitation, which indicated that the caster was not here to make trouble. He immediately took the invitation and said, "Your Excellency, I will take you to see the city lord!"

"No need!" Liang Lidong waved his hand: "I'll walk inside first, and I'll see the city lord at that time. There's no need to bother you."

Although this was suspected of neglecting the distinguished guest, the servant did not dare to force it. He said, "I wish you a happy banquet" and retreated. When he returned to the servants' queue, the other servants expressed their admiration to him and praised his courage.

Joan of Arc took the scene into his eyes, and then smiled and said, "The caster is probably the same as a demon in the impression of ordinary people."

"It should be almost the same!"

Liang Lidong sighed and entered the garden. Many nobles noticed him... A spellcaster who had never seen before. Many people's eyes lit up, thinking about how to get up and make a relationship, but it didn't seem abrupt.
Chapter completed!