The Lord's Castle in the border town was not originally built in its present location.

At first buried the foundation of the stone wall encountered the underground cave, the ground suddenly collapsed, only had to move the position.

And those that have been dug up are mostly destroyed in the collapse, and even if it is intact, it is abandoned because of the reconstruction of the site.

When Brian was young, he often drilled in these tunnels, and one day he accidentally found a route that could be passed from a waste well to the well in the castle garden.Brian told his father the news, but was hoisted and beaten.His father warned him that trespassing on the Lord's castle was a capital crime, and once found, there was only the part of the gallows.

Brian, who was frightened, naturally did not walk through the waterway again, but when the crowd got together to drink and chat, he had boasted more than once that he could have the ability to go directly to the castle.Now he is very sorry.

In addition to the greyhounds, there were nine.That is to say, the whole patrol was persuaded by the ferocity of the sturdy scars to be able to do business for the Lord of the Kingdom's West, and so much in return that few people could withstand such temptations.

The waste well is where it first collapsed and is still a wasteland.Brian was scarred with a sword and caught the well in the middle of the team.When I was a child, it was a spacious waterway, and now it seems very narrow.Because no one passes through all the year round, coupled with the diversion of water, many places in the cave have grown vines.

The stabbing the grayhound walked in front of the torch, and he held the short-handled axe to clear the way.

Brian pretended to be a way of remembering, but his heart was thinking about getting out.

It was evident that in such a place of great inaccessibility, he had no possibility of escape.Only by waiting for the castle can we get a first-line opportunity.What to do then?Do you scream two voices to bring your personal guard?No, no... then the scar can only end itself with a lift, you must first pull the distance, otherwise he will end up like a gray dog.

Thinking of the Greyhound, Brian’s eyes dimmed a little.

Before the border town was established, he and he lived here, and the two of them almost grew up to join the patrol by Brian's idea.Unexpectedly, he, like himself, was elected as the captain of the patrol.

Brian had been happy for him for a long time, and the greyhound had been despised for speaking stammering.Now he finally got the chance to be recognized—at least at the time, Brian thought so.

But when the Greyhound fell, Brian roared at the murderous scar, but the scar told him sarcastically that everyone recommended himself and the Greyhound to be the captain.

"Idiot, the patrol chief must stay until the month of the devil and light the fire to call the police."Don't you want to do it, do you want the old man to risk this?"

The words pierced Brian’s heart like a blade.

It turns out that those modesty . . . those congratulations are hypocritical illusions, and the real reasons are so ugly.He showed a look of shock and despair to cover up the raging anger in his heart.It’s simply unforgivable that Brian grits his teeth and someone has to pay for it!

After about half an hour in the dried-up waterway, people finally heard the sound of water.

That means they are not far from their destination.

Turn a corner, the front is a lot of cheerful, can accommodate two people standing side by side.The man at the front of the line said, "There is no way in front, it is a silo."

“What’s going on?”The scar topped with the sword and asked.

"Tell him to look up," Brian said quietly, "we've got there."

This abandoned waterway is connected to the middle of the well in the backyard of the castle, and the interface may not be sealed due to omissions.The scars stick to the well wall probe, three feet below the feet is rushing water, and the top of the head can see a small circle of the night sky.

He let Brian look at him, pull out the bundle of rope from his backpack, tie the hook, and throw it gently.Only when you hear it, the hook is firmly stuck on the edge of the wellhead.

He followed the rope and climbed out carefully.Soon, he pulled the rope on it and motioned for the people behind him to follow.

It took half a day to get out of the well.The castle, which had only been far away, now stands in front of them.

The scar caught Brian and said, "Take us to the warehouse."

Brian had only been here once, and though the castle was blurred in his memory, he quietly took the crowd with him, pried open the door lock of the nearest wooden door from the well, and drilled into the castle.

At this time, most of the people in the castle had fallen asleep, and the oil lamps hanging on the walls of the aisle had been extinguished, and in the darkness of reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, someone in the group lit a fire.The faint fire light could only illuminate the nearby range a few feet, and Brian knew the opportunity he had been waiting for had come.

As the team walked to a fork in the basement, he aimed at the stairs that extended down and jerked past.Although the person standing next to Brian had been paying attention to his movements, the jump was too fast, and before he could react, the man snorted and was knocked to roll down together.

Falling down the stairs, the two instantly broke away from the fire and disappeared into the darkness.

“Damn it, damn it!”The scar immediately drew his sword and pursued it.He thought that Brian would use the darkness to come to a hide-and-seek with him, not to expect that the other party would not escape, but stood quietly under the stairs, as if waiting for him.

The scaly noticed that the slammed accomplice had been lying motionless on the ground.And Brian was holding that man’s weapon.

“Stupid, do you think you’ll have a chance?”The scar remained alert, and the others came down and snapped, "We have seven more, and you only have one."

Brian didn’t answer, and he no longer had to suppress his anger.The sword slit, like lightning strikes hard and cut on the fierce sword front, Mars burst out.Without waiting for the other party to pose for the next round, his straight thorn had sent the tip of the sword into the scary shoulder!

The scar roared, fell back, and the other stepped forward, blocking Brian's pursuit.

This is a great place to fight, and the narrow aisle allows the opponent to play without many advantages.He just stood in the middle of the aisle and faced the enemy, and there was nothing to do for convenience - there was no room for two people to wave their weapons side by side.

On swordsmanship, Brian was confident not to lose to any one on the patrol.

When the group scum is lazy, gambling, and intoxicated with bars, he is still honing his fighting skills, whether it is windy, snow and snow, and has not interrupted for several years - which is why he did not choose to shout for help immediately.

He wanted to avenge the dog.