rd the words, he remembered what Gini had told him, what Prince Midil had said.

【The wall of the vertical palace is thousands of feet, and the majestic gate is ten thousand feet, how can I save my life? 】

"It makes sense."

Malos in front of the team suddenly spoke:

"The city walls are thick and solid, and while resisting foreign enemies, they also obscure the sky and the sun. There is no shortage of such examples in history: Lords are satisfied with the fortress of the city, and settle down behind the city wall, thus becoming narrow-minded and short-sighted. Enterprising, and ultimately suffer the consequences."

The long-standing prestige of the watchman in the past few months has caused everyone to silence, and the team fell silent for a while.

"Maybe more than that."

Glover, who has always been obsessed with the fortress form, doesn’t seem to know how to look at him. He doesn’t care if it’s the "chief officer's time" and speaks:

"My grandfather said that the means of warfare are destined to become more abundant, especially after the appearance of the magic gun, whether it is to stay in the city or assault the city, it has become the next strategy."

"After all, no matter how thick the city wall, no matter how wide the battlements, can not help the continuous high-temperature bombardment of the magic gun, and the trebuchet shocking the sky and falling rocks."

Paul sighed:

"So, such a castle is destined to decline and become history?"

"Maybe," Glover stared at Xinghu Fort, as if trying to find out its weaknesses, "but maybe our descendants and later generations will come up with better ways to build stronger fortifications and build A super city wall that can't be broken even with a magic spear?"

"Maybe they will be smarter and smarter than us," Huaiya intervened. He was emotionally depressed. "Think of a method that can resist war, resist foreign enemies, and ensure safety without relying on city walls or fortresses?"

"Maybe they will be more stupid."

Malles also joined the conversation, and he sighed: “They may build more and more thick walls, settle for the status quo and become complacent, until the self-righteous wall collapses and the disaster is imminent.”

Thyls listened carefully to this conversation, thinking deeply for a long time.

"Or they are so genius!"

D.D’s elated voice sounded abruptly, causing many people to frown:

"For true peace, our descendants built a wall fortress that is flawless, unbreakable, and can isolate everything, and the people on both sides can't touch each other's hair anyway!"

Doyle bowed on the horse and stretched out his arms triumphantly towards Xinghu Castle:

"Da Da-Peace is here!"

After hearing this nonsense, everyone in the team rolled their eyes and sighed.

Until another young voice came from the carriage:

"So the city walls are high, the trenches are deep, and the people at the two ends can't see each other, can't smell each other, and can't know when they talk."

Everyone looked back in shock: I saw the Duke of Xinghu leaning on the side of the car window, looking at the beautiful Xinghu Fort, but his eyes were silent.

Tyers faint road:

"Until everyone's fate becomes lonely and unaware, painful and struggling without knowing why, anger is inexplicable but cannot be dispelled."

"Everyone inside and outside the city wall, from birth to death, is destined to be a prisoner of the wall."

The words of the Duke quieted the entire convoy.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

Malios rode his horse to the window:

"Your Highness?"

Tyles came back to his senses, waved apologetically, and sat back in his seat:

"Don't worry about me, go ahead."

The Duke’s motorcade continued on.

I saw Xinghu Fort, and the rest of the road was much shorter. They quickly circled the hills and drove into Xinghu Fort through the heavy treads on the trench.

But what you see before your eyes is far inferior to what you feel on the horizon.

"Oh my God, hehe, I thought, hehe, I thought that only my castle was in disrepair..."

Doyle stared at the iron gate of the fort that had fallen down with a light push, and coughed fiercely in the dust:

"How long has this place been unoccupied?"

"The last Duke of Xinghu?"

Glover **** his face towel, stepped cautiously into the entrance hole, and signaled the people behind him to dismount:

"Eighteen, no, it's been almost 20 years. After the Xinghui God of War led the army, he never came back."

"Be careful, my lord," Wyah opened the door for Thales, with a sad tone, "This place..."

Tels stepped out of the carriage, only to find the famous Star Lake Castle, from the watchtower to the guard tower, from the yard to the fort wall, close up everywhere is dilapidated, overgrown with weeds, rusted iron, and rotted wooden tools.

Many corners in the yard have become nests for small animals. When they walked into the doorway, they even flew off a group of bats perched above their heads, causing Jenny to get angry and break free from the ropes ("She saw the stables, she probably thought I was deceived by buying a house." Thales explained afterwards), neighing loudly, kicking and panting, and while making the guards fussed, he also frightened a group of birds in the guard tower, three cats on the wall, and the fort. A swarm of bees under the eaves.

The young duke frowned.

Well, it’s okay, it’s okay...

Used...No, a rough house.

"Do we expect to reduce spending here?"

Logistics officer Shi Tuo did his best to pull out the boots from a section of the collapsed wooden door and whispered to Mallos:

"Rely on what, do you sell antiques?"

"what!"

Doyle cautiously walked around the uneven floor tiles, pushed aside the spider webs, and came to the old gate of the main castle, pulled up the knocker, and sarcastically said:

"Be careful, big guys, we are in the antique! The bumps are tens of thousands!"

The disappointed big guy made him shut up in unison, but Doyle didn't care, smiled and turned around, preparing to open the main castle gate.

At this moment, a gate on the door opened abruptly, and a terrifying face appeared from the darkness behind the door!

D.D trembled all over and fell backwards, making everyone—including a black cat balancing on the chain—heard his heart-piercing wailing: "My goddess is here!"

"There are ghosts!"

Tels was taken aback, and the guards pressed their swords until they were drunk by Mallos.

"Stay steady!"

The watchman (after kicking a spider web on the sole of his foot) came out more and more, and pulled D.D up: "Look carefully!"

Everyone took a closer look and found that the gate of the main fort had been opened at some unknown time.

Thales frowned:

The main castle was pitch black and the atmosphere was ominous, and in this darkness, a rickety figure holding an inextinguishable lamp, quietly appeared in front of them.

"Fuck!" Seeing this man, D.D wanted to start exclaiming, but Glover and Bastia worked hard together and dragged him to the back of the team.

The squatting figure tremblingly crossed the gate.

He is very old-fashioned, slow-moving, and he is a dying old man.

But when the old man raised his eyes, Thales felt a sting.

"Guard, pay attention to manners," Mallos adjusted his dusty clothes and turned around, "This is the guard of Star Lake Fort."

Tyles carefully looked at the old man in front of him. He was dressed in simple clothes and had cloudy eyes. He looked at them clearly, but he looked towards the horizon.

The old man carrying the lantern grinned, revealing the gums with few teeth left, and gave them a weird smile:

"Ah."

The old man’s voice seemed to be non-existent, with a faint chill, causing everyone to chill in their backs.

"Long time no see," Mallos looked as usual, but his courteous tone was extremely respectful, "But I believe you have been notified."

The old man did not move. Against the darkness of the main fort behind him, his figure carrying a lantern became more and more weird:

"Ah."

The guards looked at each other, full of doubts.

Malios reached out to Thales in the team, respectfully saying:

"Please allow me to introduce, this is His Royal Highness Thales Canxing, the new owner of Star Lake Castle."

Tyles could not help but straighten his back when he heard the words, smiling.

The old man raised the lantern, his gaze swept across Thales, but there was no look, like a boring routine:

"Ah."

"Yes, we are here to receive the castle, respectful..." Facing the old man's answer that he did not understand or did not understand, Mallos bowed deeply and called out the old man's name:

"Vitano Cato."

(End of this chapter)