The Summoner

Facing Adrien’s almost question-like question, even the knight in charge of the city gate could not directly answer it, so he had to gently persuade: "Master, the pulley of the suspension bridge is stuck, please wait, we will be able to Fix it!"

"Stuck?" Adrien looked at the helpless knight on the city gate, his face showing a playful color: "Really?" He nodded without waiting for an answer: "Since you said the pulley If it gets stuck, then it gets stuck, but I want to remind you that if you get stuck during the war, you, the person in charge of the city gate, will be hanged."

"It certainly wouldn't be back then." The knight stretched his hand embarrassedly and touched his neck, showing a helpless smile: "I'll go find a worker to repair it!" But when he stepped back, he reached over and grabbed the subordinate, The force that clenched his shoulders made the subordinates pale, but he ignored it and just ordered in a deep voice: "Go and notify Lord Mandell immediately, saying Master Adrien is back, and needless to say, he understandable."

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded quickly, turned around and quickly ran down the gate after receiving his command. Along the way were guard posts and patrols. A large number of troops were already stationed on the arrow tower on the city wall.

"What a shame!"

Lofid's face was also helpless in the face of the closed gate.

He came to Adrien and whispered: "No way, young master. After the killing of Susan, Turquoise Fort entered a very tense atmosphere, which can be regarded as wartime martial law, really, This is scary."

"What are you afraid of?" Adrien glanced at Lofid: "Are you the killer of Susan?"

"No no no!"

Lofid quickly waved his hand: "This can't be a joke!"

He glanced at the side where no one paid attention to him, and he was a little embarrassed: "You should know, Master Adrien, the Turquoise family has never had this situation. After all, the mistress was robbed in the territory. Wang Du, it is estimated that it can arouse a political storm." He said in a lower tone: "Who knows whether this is a means of political enemies? Perhaps it is also related to the evil god! After all, some cults are very circulated and noble. What about the nobles of descent..."

Adrien narrowed his eyes slightly, he naturally understood the truth of the matter, but it seemed to be indifferent: "You said noble blood? Is this really funny!" He said lightly: "Where is my Susan mother You do not know?"

"I know." Loved nodded. "Shepherdess!" He swallowed and said: "But you and your father can have noble blood, after all, it is the turquoise family, which has really passed down for three hundred years. Noble family."

"What about that?" Adrian sneered at the pedigree: "This has nothing to do with Susan's death!"

"Actually very relevant!"

Lowfield whispered: "I recently traced the murderer. Although I didn't find any clues, I also found out about the previous assault on the nobles." The tone was abrupt. He also embarrassedly took the initiative to reveal the old bottom: "It's actually not me I checked what foreign traders said, it was about some evil churches deliberately attacking families that have passed on for a long time."

"Why?" Adrien was interested.

"For bloodline!" Lovefield looked very cautious.

"Bloodline?"

Adrien raised his eyebrows slightly: "Bloodline?"

Lofid nodded immediately: "That's right!" He also envyed his face: "It is said that it is the strong blood lineage passed down from the ancestors, which will allow future generations to produce more and stronger professionals!"

"It's a bit interesting." Adrien was curious, it was really a pedigree tone.

"It is said that bloodlines exist in families that have been around for a long time."

Luo Feide detailed: "For example, the family of the king."

He licked his lips and said: "It is said that the ancestors of the nobles of the kings have legendary professionals, so there are a lot of geniuses among them." But his tone is also a bit sullen: "But with generations The blood circulation will gradually decline, and eventually become an ordinary person." He said that the voice was getting smaller and lower, and he subconsciously looked at Adrien. He also felt that it was wrong to say this, and he had to be depressed. " I don't mean to imply you..."

"Huh?" Adrien didn't care, his mouth slightly curled and said slightly: "This is also a good story for me, and the legendary professionals who have reached the legendary level are not all claiming to be gods. Or demigod bloodline?"

"Yeah." Lovefield swallowed. "So the group of guys in the King Capital are very strong!"

"Ha ha."

Adrien sneered at this: "Who controls them?"

Lofid also scratched his head: "But I think you should be careful as well. Perhaps the death of Mother Susan was done by a cult for the blood of the turquoise family." His face was also a bit scared: " After all, there is a church of the Lord of the Dark in the mud town, which is not good news."

Adrien glanced at him: "This is the reason why you have been collecting black money, but when was the town of the quagmire infiltrated into a sieve, and even the dark sect can come in without being indifferent?"

"No no no."

Lovefield was terrified and terrified: "Master I really don't know." His guilty conviction said: "Even knowing that I dare not interfere, I will be a little sheriff..."

Adrien sneered: "Find reasons?"

Lovefield quickly complimented: "But with Master Adrian you and I will not be afraid in the future!"

He was very humble and lowered his eyebrows: "Master, my words are for your consideration. You can see how even the death of Mother Susan is to the master, even if Viscount Mandel tightens the castle on martial law. Heart palpitations." He swallowed and murmured past and said softly: "Maybe the anger of the master is just to cover up the fear..."

"Huh?" Adrien narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you understand my father's thoughts well? Captain Lovefield?"

"Just for your consideration!" Lovefield bowed his head.

"it is good."

Adrien nodded lightly.

No answer, just looked at the sudden cries and shouts in front of him, and the suspension bridge that was slowly put down, and gently said: "It seems that the pulley has been repaired." Qingqi horse belly, he took the lead in pushing the horse forward: "Go!"

"Go!" Lovefield quickly waved his hands to the Scout cavaliers a dozen meters behind him and signaled to keep up.

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The three-finger wide plank is fixed by four thick cast iron wires. With the action of the winch and the pulley, it "crunches" and finally falls across the five meters wide and three meters deep, and the bottom is also inserted with a sharpened wooden pile On the trench.

The gate on the inner side, which was welded with thick wooden boards and iron frames, also slowly opened. The knight standing at the gate took the 30 armoured castle guards with chain halberds, and quickly came out, separated in two. On the side, looking at Adrien who was leading the team in the small square in front, his attitude was also respectful.

"I'm very sorry, Master Adrian. Recently, accidents have occurred frequently, and the pulleys of the suspension bridge are neglected for maintenance. It turned out to be faulty and you waited a long time outside. This is our serious malfeasance." The attitude of the knight is even more respectful.

"You also know that this is malfeasance?"

Adrien smiled.

But his figure did not turn down on the battle horse, still riding on horseback: "So I want to ask you, in the turquoise castle, there is a serious crime of malfeasance, what will be the punishment?" he Looked at the suspension bridge behind him: "According to the wartime, this suspension bridge keeps the lord outside, and there is a chaser under the mountain to conclude!"

"...This." The knight's temples were sweating, his face embarrassed, and his eyes were a bit annoyed, and he didn't even answer. Instead, he reached out and made a gesture: "Viscount Mandel is waiting for you."

"Wait for me? Good!" Adrien flicked into the city gate: "Think carefully, I need an answer!"

"Yes!"

But the knight replied sternly.

The castle guards behind him were a little angry and angry, but they all looked dare and dared. Yes, Adrien has indeed lost the identity of heir, but he is still the son of Viscount Mandel, and he still belongs to the noble class. This group of civilians or the most basic knights are not comparable.

Perhaps only those who acquired the village as a caipian and could cultivate their own knightly slaves and entourage can ignore the superiority brought by this bloodline, but even so, they cannot humiliate Adrien.

Because Adrien is the heirloom of the turquoise family!

Inside the castle.

Adrien looked up.

Archers and heavy crossbowmen stand guard on the walls of the outer court.

At the same time, in the open area of ​​the outer court, about half a square of the size of a football field, and neatly lined up, the Castle Guards were waiting in line, all armed with halberds, wearing chain mail, and were extremely heroic.

These are one of the details of the turquoise family. They are all elite warriors of the second level. They trained halberds at an early age. They can be described as specializing in long-arm weapons. Under the protection of heavy armor, the ordinary rangers have made a fundamental breakthrough. Without their defense, the scale of their 500 people is enough to rely on this castle to block multiple enemies of the same level.

"It's so elite!" Even Loved was so moved that the 10 Scout cavalry behind him didn't dare to talk much. That's why their troops in the quagmire town can remain in awe of the turquoise family.

"Elite?"

Adrien is more clear: "The real elite is still inside!"

He nodded slightly, and the gate of the inner court slowly opened. The gray-haired old man came out, followed by a knight in chain armour, a double-layered chain armor in his lance, and a knight in a linen robe: "Turquoise knight Regiment, 50 knights, 300 knights, and 500 heavy cavalry."

It was saying that the old man came to the front. Although his hair was silver and white, he was very neatly groomed, and the walking room was also elegant and steady with the time precipitation, full of decentness that the noble deserves, even though he was a housekeeper.

Old Owen bowed and bowed in tribute to pay tribute, Wen Wen asked: "Master Adrien?"