"Old Wade of Twin City may make some excessive demands with you, Patrick, you must be prepared. But remember, you are the heir to the Melister family in Haixing City, and you are not a dog bastard who can be ravaged by people at will!"

...

When he left Haijiang City, his father's words made Patrick take a deep breath of the air at night and walk on the road in the castle. He was nervous, but his face tried hard to keep it stable.

After breaking through, being chased, running away, encountering the monster, the only one who escaped...

The experiences these days are more complicated than what he has encountered for more than ten years in the past, but they also make Patrice's mentality more mature than that of an ordinary boy.

There is not only honor in this world that needs protection.

He thought to himself.

The war in Haijiang City is still vivid in my mind, and that fully proves this.

Originally they were at the upper hand, but those iron men were too cunning and did not choose to attack in the face of the solid defense of Haijiang City. Instead, they scattered all over the world to sweep away the surrounding villages, causing a large number of tragedies. They got the catapult from somewhere and threw the dead bodies of the people one by one into the castle that was strictly guarded by the old, young, seven or eight years old, and baby boys in cradles...

This is enough to make people's eyes burst into tears, not to mention that the dead are relatives of the soldiers guarding the city?

When the war broke out, young and middle-aged people were summoned by the lord to defend the city. The civilians around the castle would also enter the city to take refuge, but those who were further away would choose to stay in their hometowns to wait, because under normal circumstances, the iron people would not dare to go deeper into such a distance.

However, they went deeper...

What makes them so brave?

And so radical?

Patrick was not sure. He only knew that in the face of the increasingly turbulent situation in the castle, his father had to give up his defensive advantage and take the initiative.

However, those cunning iron bastards had already set up traps, and even suffered heavy losses. They had to retreat and barely defend, but their morale was also very disappointing...

Thinking back on everything that happened not long ago and the clues, Patrick walked faster, and his originally hesitant mood instantly became firm.

However, when he turned a corner and saw a tall tower building in Twin City, his originally firm mood became hesitant again.

Will the flood that the strange little Duke of Lanli really come as promised?

Or, the flood that happened two days ago was really caused by the wizard companion he mentioned?

After carefully thinking about the past memories, he could only barely remember that the boy's friend seemed to be a tall and thin young man, and then he seemed to be poisoned, and then he disappeared on the day the flood...

It's mysterious enough, Patrick thought, like the little duke.

It seemed that some confidence was raised, so he took a deep breath and walked towards the tower.

The conversation during the day lasted for a long time, and finally I completely considered this matter.

Their plan is to first enter the dungeon in the name of visiting old friends to approach the target. The jailer may not let him in, but they are in the Twin City, and they are 80% less vigilant. As long as they send Trick a little bribe, this is not a difficult point.

Then when visiting, the prison guard couldn't let him run in by himself, at least he would follow one, and this person might have a key, but he might not have one.

This is a risk, so Pattrick must make sure that it is better than that when entering the hall where the prison guard is located.

Thinking of it, he subconsciously pinched a hard ring in his palm. It was the thing given to him by the little duke to deal with urgent matters, and it is said to have miraculous effects...

In addition to these, the difficulty for Patrick is the chaos that may arise later, how to disguise prisoners, how to cover people up while in chaos without being chased immediately.

Hope it goes smoothly!

When he pushed open the gate of the tower, several oncoming gazes made Patrice tremble.

If he could rescue people successfully, he would immediately rush to the Fengjun Tuli family's Benliucheng, which would not hinder his original plan to seek help from Benliucheng.

But is it really too late to go to Benliucheng for help?

This thought flashed through his mind, and the young brown-haired nobleman gritted his teeth and walked closer.

...

In the other direction of the castle, Lan Li was standing in the room at the top of a high tower, looking at the stars outside along the window.

There is a time distinction between Westeros, wolf, owl, and bat...

Although this distinction is very vague, at least it has a rough standard.

So he was silently waiting for the arrival of the agreed time at this time.

There is still something wrong with conspiracy, open conspiracy, and splashing dirty water. At this time, he did not think about this issue anymore. Renli was not sure whether the plan would be successful in the end.

And if this plan is not successful, then I should go to the Haijiang City once...

Thinking of this, he felt that the time was almost over, so he raised his hand to dig out the flames on his left wrist and stood them in front of him.

The dark blue divine nature of the god of drowning was weak as an inconspicuous flame ignited from the top of the fine wax. It was ignited on the tip of Lan Li's right index finger, and it swayed slightly with his gaze.

The ordinary wind could not have any effect on the flame, but when the boy looked at it for a moment and spit out a sentence, the flame swayed instantly, and then looked even more hazy.

No special situation happened around it. The night was very quiet. The biggest sound was the surging river water flowing rapidly below the castle. It was covered with gray color under the night sky, and it looked like a river flowing through the abyss from the bottom of the building under me.

However, as time passed, an abnormal situation appeared at the end of the river.

The water gathered, the waves roared, and under the silver moonlight, the huge flood was like a ferocious prehistoric beast, rushing from the end of his sight toward the narrow stone bridge and the two castles standing on the river surface, and grew stronger and stronger as he continued to approach, but he did not collapse and scatter under the constraints of a mysterious force.

The intense waters were quite loud. The soldiers who were sleepy on the walls of Twin City who were sleepy due to the vigilance were no longer stimulated and they then screamed in panic in the face of the mysterious phenomenon that emerged again.

Not long afterwards, a rapid bell sounded in the castle, and dim lights lit up in the narrow windows of the extinguished towers and narrow windows, vaguely or noticeably, and spread rapidly. One by one, a disheveled man and woman ran out of the various buildings again in a panic, and then screamed and rushed towards the closed castle gate.

The hunting dogs in the cage barked wildly, the crows on the tops were roaring, and a large number of footsteps were chaotic, and chaos and noise completely spread to the entire castle.

With the roar and screaming, the gate was finally forced to open, and the crowd rushed out toward the exit. The panicked figures seemed quite anxious and obviously had no reason.

The boy on the tower stood in front of the window and looked down at everything below, finally showing a satisfied smile.

Last experience proved that the best way to deal with this kind of sudden disaster is to hide in high places and not come out, and naturally there will be nothing after the flood passes.

However, in the face of such a mysterious incident, how many people can remain steady?
Chapter completed!