The target selected by Heath was none other than the current owner of Castle Gray, His Highness the Second Highness Campbell.
The opponent's superb swordsmanship left a deep impression on him in the last duel, but he ran out of draws and couldn't draw. After that, he never met the opponent again, so there was no proper chance to draw. But now he is a good one.
The timing?
Soon, Heath arrived at the main building of the castle.
Compared with other parts of the castle, this place is very heavily guarded. There are three posts, one post, five steps, and one sentry. Soldiers on patrol can be seen layer upon layer everywhere. It's really hard for a fly to fly in.
of difficulty.
But it is easy for ghosts. In front of the invisible and intangible ghosts, all these are useless. You can really go wherever you want.
'No wonder those wizards who love to go out for adventure always advocate this spell. It is really a magical skill!'
Heath remembered that this spell was mentioned in many adventure books compiled by wizards. At the time, he didn't understand much about it, but now he has realized its charm. With such a spell, it will undoubtedly be much easier to explore ruins and so on.
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Passing through the long corridor, floating all the way along the spiral staircase to the top floor, Heath soon came to Campbell's room.
After entering Gray Castle, Campbell did not live directly in the Duke's room, which symbolized authority, like his two previous brothers. Instead, he chose his former residence next to it. He did not regard himself as a duke to the outside world, but played the banner of stabilizing Gray Castle.
Judging from this point alone, this seemingly vulgar Second Highness is undoubtedly much smarter than his two brothers.
At this moment, Campbell is immersed in work at his desk.
Heath floated in front of him silently, and his face was drawn away.
"Dip, the extraction is successful, and you have obtained the basic knowledge of Swordsmanship 3."
"Hey, congratulations to the player for winning the [Double Draw]. Special reward for the player to draw the current object repeatedly."
"Dip, the extraction is successful, and you get the Swift Sword of Knowledge 2."
Haha, what a great harvest! What a great harvest!
Heath was so happy when he heard the system notification sound that he drew 3 points of basic swordsmanship at once. You know, his basic swordsmanship has now reached a very high level, and he may not be able to do it even after practicing for several months.
There was a little progress, but now it has increased by 3 points in an instant.
What's even more outrageous is that he actually got a double draw and got 2 points of Swift Sword from Campbell. Such luck... Heath really didn't know what to say.
Sure enough, we came to the right place this time!
Although I couldn't find any valuable clues from the laboratory and the tomb, the harvest from these few extractions alone made the previous materials worth it.
Heath was happy when a sigh suddenly sounded from the side:
"Albert...Albert..."
Campbell held a piece of letter paper in his hand and looked at it, his face showing a rare sentimentality that a superior person should not have.
'what is that?'
Heath couldn't help but become curious for a moment. He subconsciously drifted over and took a closer look. It seemed to be something like a suicide note, and the author of the will was none other than the deceased heir to Graycastle, His Highness Albert.
"I have a feeling that this trip will not go well. My father has changed and is no longer my father... Arhat persuaded me to fight, but he is still my father... Between me and my father
Before we meet, I have arranged for Selina to take our children to Eagle Castle, if anything happens..."
"Stupid! Stupid!"
Campbell's expression became angry, and the anger was mixed with some sadness: "What qualifications does the beast sitting on the throne have to give orders? To risk his life for such a beast, my... stupid brother
ah..."
Huh?
This truly heartfelt scene couldn't help but surprise Heath. You must know that Campbell's reputation has never been very good. He is known as a 'ruthless rebel', a 'betrayer', etc., and various gossips have also mentioned it.
He described him as a cold-blooded beast.
Now it seems that the rumors are not consistent with reality. At least in this scene, he is more emotional than his first two brothers.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Campbell wiped a few tears that overflowed from the corner of his eyes, restored his usual majestic face, and then said in a deep voice: "Come in."
An old man with gray hair pushed open the door and entered. This was Campbell's uncle and his number one think tank, Baron Barrow.
It seemed that he had encountered something. He looked unhappy and walked forward hurriedly: "Another patient with the same symptoms has been found in Hacker Town. This is already the sixth case this week. I'm afraid this
It’s a plague.”
plague?
Heath was stunned. This was not a word that could be seen just by looking at it. It was even more valuable research material for wizards.
He couldn't help but listen attentively.
Campbell frowned: "What did the doctor say? Can it be cured?"
"It's very difficult." Baron Barrow said: "The onset of the disease is too fast. Several doctors have seen it and are basically at a loss. Dr. Lowa said that now we can only try bloodletting therapy, but it is unclear whether he can be cured.
Not sure."
Campbell said sullenly: "At this time...where did he come from..."
Baron Barrow shook his head: "It is meaningless to delve into this now. What is important is how to deal with this matter. For us, it is life-threatening!"
Campbell remained silent, obviously having no good solution.
Baron Barrow frowned and suddenly said: "The wizard living in the castle...will there be any solution?"
Yeah, yeah, are you thinking of me now?
"magic..."
Campbell pondered for a while and finally said: "Let the doctor take a look first."
Baron Barrow frowned: "You need to understand that you are now a lord, not just a knight."
Campbell said nothing.
Baron Barrow sighed and said: "Well, if I had been in the castle that day, I would never have let you be so impulsive. If you don't seize such a great opportunity to get help from the power, you still have to turn against the power...
"
...
After staying in Campbell's room for a while, Heath left. He originally planned to end the magic, but sometimes twists and surprises always come suddenly.
Just as Heath turned the corner of the corridor, an incredible scene appeared in front of him.
Main building, corridor.
Heath looked ahead as if he had seen a ghost: "Am I dazzled?"
But on the floor of the corridor in front, there were some faint blue traces left, which were very conspicuous in this gray world.
"No! No! No!"
Heath rubbed his eyes again and again. He couldn't believe what he saw. He had been searching for a long time and found nothing and had already given up. He never expected that he would just turn a corner and find traces of elements here.
"Where did these elemental traces come from? Was it left by the old Duke during his lifetime? Or was it some magic item from his past? Then why couldn't any elemental reaction be found before?"
With his mind full of doubts, Heath quickly stepped forward and inspected the traces of elements on the floor.
However, after this inspection, his expression became even more confused.
Judging from the elemental reactions, these should be elements spilled over from the wizard himself, and these elements were left not long ago. If they did not crawl out of the coffin, it can basically be ruled out that they were left by the old Duke.
"Could it be that there are other wizards in this castle?"
Apart from this, Heath really couldn't find any other reasonable explanation.
"No..."
"I'm afraid I'm just an apprentice..."
The reaction of elemental traces is quite weak, and there are still signs of disappearing quickly. Judging from Heath's understanding, such a situation will only happen to apprentices whose own magic power is still very weak. Probably these traces are caused by poor control of their own magic power.
Left behind unconsciously...
"Who is the one?"
Heath simply felt a little incredible. After living in this castle for so long, he didn't even know that there was another spellcaster under the same roof.
"Who is the origin of the other party? Why do you want to hide your identity?" With various thoughts in his mind, Heath followed the traces to explore the past.
After walking through a long corridor, suddenly——
"Wow!"
A child's cry came from ahead.
Could it be...
Suddenly, Heath seemed to think of something: Could it be that child of Albert's blood?
How can this be…
The traces of elements in the corridor are obviously left by the overflow of magic power. How can such a young child condense magic power in his body without even performing a spiritual enlightenment ceremony?
Heath became more and more confused.
simply,
The answer is close at hand.
Continuing forward, Heath soon came to the end of the elemental traces, and right away was the room where the baby was crying.
Really are?
Heath walked through the door, and the answer was revealed...an answer he never thought of...
"Oh oh oh, don't cry, don't cry."
"Be good, be good."
Heath stared ahead with wide eyes.
But in the room, a young girl was gently rocking a half-year-old child in her arms. The loud cry of the child mixed with the girl's voice coaxing the child echoed in the room.
The aqua blue luster flickers constantly, very dazzling in that gray world.
However, the thing that shines brightly is not the grandson of the old Duke of Albert blood whom Heath estimated, but the girl holding the baby——
Nicole!
Heath was stunned: Oh my God, what's going on? How could it be Nicole?