Knight Philip was walking in the fields, and the muddy road soaked by rain was difficult to navigate. However, with the help of the strong physical fitness and coordination ability of a super professional, he has been active in this area for a long time.
This is the land around the castle, legally, they belong directly to the lord himself, and all the serfs belonging to the Kant family cultivated here, but now, because the harvest has been completed and the straw has been burned, the land has been There are no more toiling serfs.
This land is fertile and contains incredible magic.
Knight Philip was not from a peasant family, but a noble knight with young roots, but this does not mean that he does not understand the land: low-level nobles like knights often have to deal with the land, and he has to manage his own land. Farm, personally overseeing the harvesting and sowing of crops (although they have all disappeared with a fire in Old Cecil Territory), so he is very good at distinguishing the quality of the soil, and whether the soil contains enough to make the potion The power to grow.
He squatted down next to a farmland, and put his hand over the muddy land, a thin light floated out from the soil, and scattered between his palm and the soil, the young knight followed suit. Zhi frowned slightly.
As guessed, these magic powers are not contained in the land itself, but come from the outside world. Some external factors are affecting the balance of magic power in this area, resulting in this kind of magic power enrichment phenomenon that goes against nature.
Philip stood up and looked at the ancient castle on the hillside not far away. He had checked the farmland in many places, and found that the closer the field to the castle, the more obvious the phenomenon of mana enrichment. The few pieces of land in the garden are where the potion grows.
Without druids casting spells to catalyze it, it is not easy to grow potions naturally on ordinary land. The more thoroughly human beings develop the area, the more the magic power contained in the land will decline. If conventional farmland needs to be cultivated If it is fallowed for one year after two years, it will take at least three times the fallow time for a piece of land that can grow potions to recover. However, in Kant, the production of potions has been steadily increasing, and exports have never stopped.
Obviously, the castle is releasing energy fluctuations sufficient to enrich the magic power. However, Philip had already sensed it carefully when he lived in the castle last night. There was no abnormal magic power reaction in the castle, nor did he feel any abnormal magic power. The evil breath of a cultist.
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In Kant Castle, under the leadership of Viscount Victor and the old housekeeper Carter, they visited this 300-year-old building. They had just left a showroom with a rich collection and were on their way to the library. All the way, Viscount Victor was proudly introducing the history of this building to Gao Wen, and how his family rose three hundred years ago and continued until today.
But Viscount Victor is already old after all. He is much older than Butler Carter, and he suffered from a musculoskeletal problem due to an accident in his early years. up.
The old Viscount had to apologize to Gawain, expressing that he would go back to his room to rest, but Gawain of course would not pursue these matters. He could still visit this place well under the guidance of Butler Carter.
The wide and long corridor suddenly became only Gawain and an elderly butler. The two walked in the corridor decorated with tapestries and wall lamps, while the latter dutifully continued to introduce the work of the castle.
Gao Wen suddenly interrupted him: "Mr. Carter, how many years have you served the Kant family?"
"Almost fifty years, Your Excellency the Duke," said the old butler proudly, "I have been taking care of this family since I was a page boy."
Gao Wen nodded approvingly: "An excellent servant, then you must know this place and the Viscount's family very well."
The old butler nodded reservedly: "Yes, I understand all of this, just as I understand my own hands and feet."
"Last night, I saw a tall tower on the opposite side of the room. The tower was set off by several smaller towers, and it looked very magnificent in the rainy night," Gawain said, "What is that tower for?"
The reserved and proud expression on the old housekeeper's face froze for a moment, then he frowned slightly: "Your Excellency, that is the North Tower, please forgive me for being rude, but it is a place that cannot be visited by you."
"North Tower?" Gawain slightly raised his eyebrows, "Ah, I heard that when I chatted with your master before, the Viscountess seems to live in the North Tower... I was reckless. But the Viscountess lives in that tower all year round in? Doesn't she live in the castle?"
"Well, the hostess has been living there since her health deteriorated," the old housekeeper shook his head. "She can't see the light, and she can't bear the noise. The North Tower is the cleanest place in the castle."
"I shouldn't inquire about other people's family affairs, but I'm really curious about this matter," Gao Wen continued. Others may be embarrassed to inquire about private matters in this area, but he, a revolutionary martyr who was resurrected from seven hundred years ago, can Nothing to be embarrassed about, "Your Viscountess seems to be much younger than the Viscount."
"The Viscountess just married ten years ago," the old butler was taken aback before responding to Gao Wen's words, "Before that..."
As he spoke, the old butler showed a look of reminiscence: "The original Viscountess died in an accident, and the Viscount has been celibate for many years. We are happy to see him come out of that terrible tragedy."
Gao Wen showed a curious look: "Accident? What kind of accident?"
"I'm sorry, my lord, I can't continue to discuss this matter with you," the old butler finally refused to continue answering, "This is not my duty."
Gao Wen smiled indifferently: "It's okay, I asked too much. Let's continue to visit. I'm most interested in places like libraries."
In the evening, Amber and Byron, who had gone out to search for news all day, returned to Gawain.
"My lord, there is indeed an abnormal phenomenon of mana enrichment in the land," Philip Knight first reported, "The center of the phenomenon is this castle, but the strange thing is that apart from the mana enrichment itself, I didn't experience it in the castle. I can't feel any abnormal fluctuations in magic power, and I can't feel the evil aura emanating from heretics."
"The news I found out is much more frightening than yours." Amber glanced at Philip quite complacently, then deliberately lowered her voice and reported to Gawain in a sinister tone, "The people outside said, that Viscountess..."
Gao Wen didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and took the initiative to speak: "He should have died long ago, right?"
Amber froze in the middle of her babble, then stared at Gao Wen: "Are you following me?!"
"Guess," Gao Wen smiled, "This kind of story usually unfolds like this. Well, I won't interrupt you, you can continue."
Amber curled her lips, feeling that the atmosphere that had been brewing with great difficulty had been disturbed, but she honestly told what she had heard: "It's really embarrassing to say, decades ago... "
After Amber told everything she knew, Knight Philip couldn't help pressing his chest: "What a poor man... There are too many unfair things in fate."
"If that Viscountess had died decades ago, the one you saw last night must have been a ghost! Or was somehow 'resurrected' by that kind-hearted Viscount Victor." 'The 'people' who came here," Amber said in a sinister tone, making goosebumps all over her body as she spoke, "it must be that Viscount Victor couldn't bear the shock of his wife's death, so he was bewitched by the cultists and used Sorcery is used to resurrect the dead or summon the soul of the dead, and he should arrest the refugees to maintain the ritual... That's what the story says! Oh, it scares me to death!"
"Tell yourself a ghost story and scare yourself half to death. If you are timid, don't lower your voice like others." Gawain glanced at the elf's shame, then shook his head, "That Lilith Kant should not be an undead."
Amber and Philip said in unison: "Why?"
"The undead does not have such a high spiritual intelligence, and she does not have any aura similar to the undead, and most importantly, the undead can't say her name, but Lilith Kant said her name clearly, At the same time, I have also confirmed that this name is real," Gao Wen said slowly, "There are indications that Lilith Kant is not an undead."
Amber looked Gao Wen up and down: "Your words are not convincing, whoever said that the resurrected people must be undead, aren't you just a special case who can say your name while alive and kicking? What if that Vic Duo Viscount also found a shadow master who is as powerful as me to pry his wife's coffin board... "
Gao Wen raised his hand to interrupt the elf's shame from running the train, and said unhurriedly: "Don't rush to talk about your conclusions, I also discovered something here."
"You found it?" Amber was taken aback, "What did you find?"
"Today I talked about the Viscountess with the butler in the castle, and he responded to the topic without hesitation, and said that the current Viscountess was married by Victor Kant ten years ago, while the previous Viscountess was In a certain accident, he said unhurriedly, "At the same time, I also paid attention to the conversations of the servants in the castle, and contacted a few of them in private, and found that they all had the same cognition. "
Philip's expression suddenly became serious: "Yesterday, no one in the castle talked about 'Viscountess'!"
"Yes, someone talked about it today, and not only did they talk about it, they also had a whole set of cognitions about this 'Viscountess', which deviated greatly from what Amber heard outside the castle!"
"How could this happen?!" Amber was at a loss, "Who gave them spiritual hints?"
"Maybe it's something like a spiritual suggestion..." Gao Wen said slowly, "But according to the ability of the Church of Eternal Sleep, I prefer to call this a supplementary setting.
"This castle may be shrouded in a huge illusion as a whole, and our arrival and activities have destroyed the integrity of this illusion. In order for everything here to continue to operate normally, the person who created the illusion had to start adding settings to it. Already!"