Since the last team that was harassing from the city was severely damaged, the atmosphere in the Rock Fortress fell to the bottom.

The powerful knights, wearing strong and powerful stern knights, took batches of soldiers to intercept the Cecils, but could only leave their bodies again and again and then flee back to the city. However, the Cecils' army was still approaching the fortress day by day. They were still near the hills two days ago, but today their flags appeared on the plains, as if they were really unstoppable.

The southern nobles showed great shock in this situation. They had been scared to death once and began to restless after hearing that the Cecils were getting closer. This reaction even aggravated the psychological pressure of the fortress defenders. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was the existence of these southern nobles that amplified the threat of the Cecil army and affected the morale of the fortress.

Sir Maryland even had to come forward in person to talk to the southern nobles, so that they could calm down and no longer shake people's hearts. However, the atmosphere in the fortress became increasingly deteriorating is an irreversible fact.

On this day, the Cecils finally stopped on the plains south of the Rock Fortress and began to camp. The mages who used the Eye of the Wizard to observe the situation in the plains soon heard an even more disturbing news:

The Cecilians occupied a highland southwest of the plain and began to lay out some huge magical mechanism on the highlands.

That is a place far beyond the range of the fortress's trencher, or even beyond the range of any mage tower.

In the inner city of Panshi Fortress, in a brightly lit tavern, a bearded man slapped the beer glass on the table with a "bang", sprinkled the table with a table regardless of the liquid, and shouted with alcohol: "That's 'Sky Fire'! 'Sky Fire! I know what the Cecils are doing. I have seen it from afar... They can quickly enter the fortress with that thing... No one can survive!"

Then the man picked up the wine glass, drank the remaining beer inside, and shouted drunk: "Come again!"

This is a down-and-out knight from the south. He fled into the fortress with the southern nobles. Now he has been mingling in this place for dozens of days. The knight has some savings and has some gold and silver with him, but in the end he is not as good as the noble lord who can sing and dance in the castle. So he can only get drunk in this noisy tavern and use alcohol to numb his nerves that have suffered severe damage.

Since the Cecils appeared, such down-and-out knights have appeared in taverns and brothels more and more frequently. In the past, no one would have troubled them. However, today, some people finally couldn't see it. A local knight who had been stationed in the Rock Fortress all year round stood up, grabbed the down-and-out knight's collar, and forced him to pull him up from his seat: "You coward! What else can you do except drink and say something depressed here?!"

The drunken and down-out knight glanced at the hand that was holding his neckline, and his muscles twisted into a strange smile: "You are not a coward, you can rush up and try it when the Cecilian sky fire fell..."

The local knight was full of anger and subconsciously raised his fists, trying to give the southerner who was in chaos and shaken in the fortress. After the southern nobles and their followers hid in the fortress, conflicts between the local soldiers and these "outsiders" were already accumulating. At this moment of sluggish atmosphere, the conflict seemed to finally reach the stage of an outbreak. However, the local knight's fists had not yet fallen, and a vague thunder sound that seemed to come from a very far away suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, a strange whistle came from the night sky, as if something heavy was coming quickly.

The local knight was stunned for a short time, and the southern knight he caught had already made a strange cry, and then made an act that stunned everyone: he broke free from the hand that grabbed his collar, crawled under the table at the first time, and shouted loudly: "The sky is down! The magic of the Cecils!"

Not only him, but several southern knights and scatterers in other corners of the tavern also crawled under the nearest table at the first time, clamoring while drilling, and the contents of the shouting were basically the magic of the Tianhuo and the Cecilians.

The local knight was stunned for a moment. He wanted to scold the cowardly man in front of him who had no knight's style and how could he be so unbearable. But then, a deafening explosion came from the direction of the southern city wall. The loud noise even shook the wooden structure of the tavern, causing large areas of dust to fall from the beams - the tavern was in chaos in an instant.

The Southern Knight who was drilling under the table poked his head out and shouted at the chaotic tavern: "Tianhuo! The sky fire is coming down! Find a place to get up! Lean on the ground! Don't stand and run around!"

"Calm down! Order! Take your weapons and go to the city wall to report!" the local knight shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't run around!"

However, the second and third explosions followed by a sound of the second and third explosions, and the explosions kept coming from the southern part of the fortress, and the last sound seemed to explode above everyone's heads.

However, in this continuous explosion, like the high-level spells cast by the great magicians, the Southern Knights who were drilling under the table came out at some point. There were several other Southern Knights and soldiers who were looking for cover or lying down on the spot as soon as possible.

"The movement is wrong..." The Southern Knight murmured to himself, "It has not fallen to the ground...it has not fallen into the city..."

The local knight could not hear the whisper clearly, and he yelled in chaos: "What did you say!?"

"I said the movement was wrong! Tianhuo didn't make it in!"

The Southern Knight suddenly roared, and then in the pan's stunned people, several Southern people suddenly rushed outside the door.

They rushed to the open space outside the tavern, endured the fear coming from their nerves, looked up to the direction of the explosion of the sky fire - and then, they saw the huge barrier covering the entire rock fortress.

A hazy halo rose from the edge of the dark and solemn city wall of the Rock Fortress. On the wall, countless magic runes were shining brightly, and the energy barrier covering the entire fortress seemed to be shining brightly under the support of magic runes. Through the translucent halo, people in the south clearly saw that several light green marks in the night sky were quickly passing through the darkness and hitting the barrier - or the city wall in the distance.

A thunderous explosion sounded, and the Southern Knight and his friends subconsciously softened their bodies, but the explosion just rose outside the barrier - the huge flames were like large fireworks cast by illusion mages, deafening and shaking the air, arousing layers of light on the surface of the energy barrier, but ultimately did not transmit into the barrier.

More light green marks slashed across the night sky and landed on the barriers and on the city walls, but the Southern Knights and his companions stood firm, staring at the terrible sky fires that exploded outside the barrier, and the fear on their faces was finally gradually replaced by ecstasy.

The terrible "Sky Fire" was stopped.

The legendary ancient magical walls of Rock Fortress prove their own strength.

It is safe inside the fortress!

"The sky fire was blocked by the barrier!" "The barrier stopped them!" "The Cecils couldn't get in!" "We are safe!!"

Cheers first came from the southern people, and then the other soldiers and knights in the Rock Fortress who were already extremely nervous and anxious, also cheered.

The nobles and superior knights in the castle area also cheered.

"Ladies and gentlemen! We can come down with peace of mind," Sir Maryland stood on the high platform in the main hall of the castle, looking at everyone below with a smile, looking at the Southern nobles with joy on their faces, and the fortress knights who came down with peace of mind. "The 'fancy' of the Cecils seems not invincible, and they can be intercepted in the face of the magic barrier!"

A southern nobleman stood up and bowed deeply to Sir Maryland in an exaggerated posture, then turned around and said to everyone in some exaggerated aria: "Friends-we can take the red wine out of the cellar!"

After so long in a desperate atmosphere of tension and depression, the nobles seemed to need a banquet to calm their mood.

Before the banquet began, the "sky fire" falling from the sky gradually stopped. It seemed that even the Cecils realized the power of the Rock Fortress, or their magical devices needed to be cooled and rested, which made the atmosphere in the fortress even more relaxed.

Sir Maryland and his knights could still control their emotions, while the southern nobles... they seemed to be suppressed too hard and too nervous. After finally relaxing, their banquet would almost turn into a revenge carnival.

But Sir Maryland allowed it all with a smile—in his opinion, these poor gentlemen really needed to relax, and the pressure they had been under over the past period of time was too great.

The castle area was brightly lit and a banquet began quickly.

The celebrations of the nobles seemed to be too sudden and exaggerated, but the nobles were such a group - holding banquets is not only their entertainment, but also their social, work and even their daily lives. They knew that soldiers from other places in the fortress would still be on their posts, so they could feel at ease and boldly cheer up in the banquet hall. The nobles were good at holding banquets and were accustomed to holding banquets for any reason or any name, let alone the current situation of sufficient reasons.

However, Viscount Carroll could not stand the excessively intense atmosphere. After staying in the banquet hall for a while, he felt stuffy. He found a reason to leave the hall and came outside. He found a quiet place on the terrace and breathed in the fresh air of the night.

This is the highest terrace in the castle area, where you can clearly see the magic barrier.

The magic barrier of the Rock Fortress is still in an active state. A translucent energy shield is shrouding outside the city wall and is faintly connected to the magic metal buried inside the city wall: With the help of the ancient and powerful magic focus inside the fortress, coupled with the magic energy accumulated by the city wall during the day, this barrier can last until the next day until the sun rises and recharges the barrier. Even if there is no sun the next day, several large mage towers in the fortress can extract energy from the underground magic focus to maintain the barrier functioning normally at a lower power.

Looking at the magic barrier in the distance made Viscount Carroll, who was inexplicably irritated, feel a little relieved. He exhaled gently and turned his eyes to a farther place through the translucent light curtain.

The attack of the Cecils was over. The process was so short and so abrupt that it inevitably made Viscount Carroll, who had experienced the artillery bombardment of the Stone Ridge, feel a little unnatural. He thought for a moment, outlined a few runes in the air, opening the "Eye of the Mage" for himself.

His vision was instantly projected into the distance, and in his slightly distorted and shaking vision, he saw the Cecil camp under the night as usual.

The details that the Eye of the Mage can see are limited, but one thing he is certain: the Cecil soldiers who are leisurely adjusting the "Sky Fire Device" and chatting and laughing around the bonfire normally have no frustration atmosphere...

A sound of footsteps sounded behind him, and Viscount Carroll immediately dissipated the magical effect of the Eye of the Mage. At the same time, he heard the slightly cold voice of Viscount Ropene Glen from behind: "Visual Carroll, what are you doing?"

Carroll turned around and saw the awesome lady who led everyone out of hell. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then frowned again: "Madam Gurang, I think the situation is wrong!"

Penny Ronaldinho's thin eyebrows slightly raised: "What's wrong?"

"The Cecils' attacks cannot be just a little bit... They can bombard the rift for an hour in a row. It's unreasonable that they are so relaxed when attacking the Rock Fortress," said Viscount Carroll anxiously, "I just saw it with the Eye of the Wizard. Their camp was orderly and there was no sign of a frustration at all..."

"Is that... this is really an unsettling situation," Viscount Penny Rowe's face turned serious, and seemed to subconsciously rub a ring on his finger, "...it's so unsettling."

"I'm going to remind Sir Maryland," said Viscount Carroll, frowned, but as soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Penny Rosie with some curiosity, "But then... Viscountess, why did you leave the banquet hall? Have you discovered anything?"

"I just came back from the wall," said Roppeni lightly, "Did you forget that Sir Maryland gave us the task of guarding the second wall and part of the mage tower - but unfortunately almost everyone was drinking in the banquet hall, so I had to come out and do some serious business."

"Thank goodness, and a lady like you are on guard," exclaimed Viscount Carroll, and raised his foot toward the Castle District, "We are going to Sir Maryland..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

A soft and slightly cold hand grabbed his arm, and a ring on the hand was emitting a faint blue light.

Viscount Carroll felt a cold numbness spread from his arms to his whole body. He turned his head slightly with difficulty and saw the expressionless face of Roppenni Glen. He tried hard to open his mouth, but he could not make any sound.

He heard the still beautiful lady in front of him speak to him-the latter was very close and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Viscount, do you know that eleven years ago, when those thugs attacked my husband's castle, there was only a loyal sentry standing on the sentry tower, trying to intercept those thugs with crossbow arrows..."

Roppeni Glenn opened a little distance, and in Carroll's horrified eyes, she pushed his body little by little.

"When the sentry fell off the turret, you were as big as you. When your knight returned to report to you, he probably didn't mention this little detail at all..."

Viscount Carroll's body tilted to a dangerous angle at the edge of the terrace. He rolled his eyes stiffly, but there was no place in his body to move except for turning them - a mage who, after his casting ability was first blocked, could almost never break through this bondage to the limbs with his muscle strength.

At the last moment, Roppenni gently pushed Viscount Carroll.

At the last moment, the viscount only heard a vague sentence from the wind: "...this is the sentry that fell down."
Chapter completed!