Ivan went to the town for medical treatment, Lina and Laura stayed in the castle to work, and Wile accompanied Werther to check out the terrain between Night Town and Dawn Town.
They went out and stood on the steps outside the castle. The silver world came into view. The snow that fell yesterday had hardly melted. There were very few people passing by near the castle, so there were almost no footprints here. It looked like a pure white fairy tale world.
, even the air seems to be extremely clear.
The weather is so cold that even breathing can produce water vapor in the air.
Werther wanted to take a deep breath and feel the fresh air, but when he took a sharp breath, he felt as if his nose was frozen.
"Well, it hurts." He covered his nose with his hand, "It's much colder now than when it snowed."
"I feel so cold too." Wile shivered, then turned around and whispered, "Why don't we go back and just have a rest today."
"Wait a minute." Werther half lowered his head, stretched out his hand to pull his cloak, and looked at him sharply, "How can you back out just because of this?"
"Your Highness, you can go by yourself. You just want to see which place is suitable for building a school. There is no need for me to go with you." Wiler continued to walk forward and backward, but because his clothes were pulled by Werther, he could not
Walking into the castle, "Let me go, I still have to wash the dishes used for dinner."
"We haven't had dinner yet." Werther said while sweating coldly. At this time, he thought about it. Wile had rarely rested in the last month, and he also consumed a lot of energy yesterday. Why not let him rest for another day?
alright.
"Your Highness, what are you thinking about?" Wile turned his head and looked at him with squinted eyes.
Werther let go, spread his hands and said, "You do look a little tired, why don't you take another day off today."
"Huh?" Wiler said in surprise, "You are really nice. Then I will go back to the bedroom and lie down for a while. My back is sore now!"
"That's fine, you can go and rest." Werther waved to him, "I will try to be back before dinner. If Potter asks, you can tell him that I will make dinner too."
"I understand, Your Highness, please be careful on the road." After saying this, Wile ran into the castle.
Witte sighed and walked towards the middle of the two towns. When he reached a place where no one passed, he directly used teleportation magic to reach his destination.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he was surprised by the scene in front of him. This was a wasteland located between the pasture of Daybreak Town and the end of the street in Nightfall Town. The vastness and emptiness made him almost think that he had traveled through time again.
"This place is really empty." He looked around in surprise and said to himself.
Walking gently on the snow with a thickness of three to four centimeters, he couldn't find even a tree or weed. Witte couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. If he really built a school here, he would probably have to start from scratch. He didn't know what to do.
How long.
"Oh, it's really distressing." He put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly, "There is nothing near here."
He used his superpower to look farther away and found that there seemed to be a house about five hundred meters away.
Great! He was pleasantly surprised, and then used magic to transform himself in front of the house.
Falling on the snow again, he opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked hard. This brown house had two floors and was about the same size as a castle. It looked like a house where nobles once lived, but it looked very old and dilapidated.
.The broken tiles, the creaking wooden door, the corners covered with cobwebs, and the rusty windows stopped him in his tracks.
this
The house looked too scary! He couldn't help being shocked and swallowed nervously.
Such a scene made him think of horrific scenes, floating curtains, weird puppets and dark stairs. He suddenly shook his head, shook the scene out of his mind, and told himself in his heart that there was no such thing as this world.
Damn it, don't think too much.
At this time, the cold wind blew the door open, and the crack in the door became wider. The house seemed like a demon with its mouth open, as if it wanted to swallow him. Werther was so frightened that he took a few steps back, trying to keep himself calm.
"The door was actually open. It looked like no one had lived there for a long time." Werther approached the door and smelled a stronger musty smell, and couldn't help but hold his breath.
He thought to himself, I don’t know what is in this house. Looking from the outside does make people involuntarily feel fear and nervousness. However, as a lord, I must not shrink back because of fear. Instead, I should explore inside.
What if someone inside needs help?
He had completely forgotten about building the school now, and just wanted to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the house. He made a swallowing motion, then carefully moved forward, and put his head very close to the wooden door.
Only then did I discover that the lock on the wooden door was broken.
The reason why the door is half open is because of this.
He opened his mouth slightly, turned his head slightly, and aimed his eyes at the inside of the door. Because it was too dark inside, he couldn't see anything clearly.
He raised his head and took a closer look. The curtains in this house were all tightly closed. I am afraid that only the crack in the open door brought some light inside. He cheered himself up again, took a deep breath, and asked loudly: "Excuse me,
Is there anyone inside?"
After a few seconds, there was no sound from the house.
Maybe there is really no one inside. Maybe he was overly worried just now, he thought. He looked at the house again. It was too dilapidated to be built into a school, so even if the owner was willing to buy it for him, there was nothing he could do.
use.
"Forget it, why not just build a new school." He sighed softly.
Just as he turned around to leave, a strange noise came from the house behind him. He was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up, and he stood stiffly on the spot, with his teeth chattering.
At this time, he was extremely frightened and had already begun to accumulate strength, preparing to use teleportation magic to move himself to a nearby street. When he was about to use the magic, he suddenly heard a whimper coming from the house.
It didn't sound like an aggressive sound, but instead sounded sad, as if it was crying or wailing in a low voice.
Maybe someone in this house needs help, maybe there is a trap waiting for me inside. But no matter what the case is, I should go in and take a look. After all, I am the lord of these two towns, and I cannot leave this strange thing alone.
.What’s more, I have enough ability to protect myself, so I don’t have to worry too much.
Thinking of this, he mustered up the courage, turned around, put his arms in front of his nose, squinted his eyes, carefully approached the door, and looked inside again, but still couldn't see anything.
"Excuse me, do you need help?" he shouted inside.
Still no one answered, but the sobs became louder and louder. Werther was extremely confused, why was this man so sad, and what on earth was on his mind?
At this time, there was another sound of the chair being knocked down, as if it was falling on the person.
Werther was really worried that something would happen to the people inside, so he added, "Are you okay? Do you need me to go in and help? I'm not a bad person, you can rest assured."
"Wow!" The person inside cried with all his strength, and said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts so much, I can't get up!"
It was the voice of a young man. He just wailed but did not answer Werther.
At this time, Werther was also on guard in his mind and did not completely relax his vigilance. He thought, if this person really encounters difficulties, I will help him, but if this is a trap against me, then I must also protect myself.
The people inside suddenly stopped crying or whimpering, and this silence made him even more worried.
"Sir, I am the lord of Dawn Town and Night Town. If you encounter anything, you can tell me." He continued to shout loudly, "Can I go in?"
It was still quiet inside, and Werther didn't know whether he didn't want to answer or had fainted.
Werther became even more nervous, and he couldn't care about anything else at this time. He hurriedly used his super power eyes, and then he could clearly see the scene in the house.
Beside the table on the first floor, a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old fell to the ground, wearing a heavy-looking chair. He was still covering his shoulders with his hands, looking very painful.
Fortunately, he didn't faint. It seemed that he was just injured by being hit by a chair. Maybe there were other things that made him sad.
"Sir, I think you need help now, can I come in?" Werther asked again.
The young man still didn't answer. Werther saw that his face turned pale and he bit his lip so hard that it almost bled.
"Then I'm going in. I'm sorry, sir." Werther walked in directly.
He couldn't find the lamp in the castle, so he had to find the young man in the dark and move the chair on him.
"It's such a heavy chair, no wonder it will hurt you." He lifted the chair up and looked at the boy's injuries carefully.
Unexpectedly, the young man pushed him away with his uninjured hand. With a look of pain on his face, he weakly said: "Get away from me. Who are you? Why did you break into my house?"
Didn't he hear what I said just now? Werther wondered.
He explained again: "I am the lord of Dawn Town and Night Town. I heard your voice when passing by, so I wanted to help you. I just told you outside, but you didn't answer. I'm worried about your
The situation just broke in."
The young man showed a disgusted expression, turned his eyes upward and looked at him, with doubt in his voice: "I just heard what you said outside the door, but I just didn't have time to answer you. You said you are a lord, do you have any evidence?
"
"I have no evidence now." Werther spread his hands helplessly and sighed with his eyes closed, "But I do want to help you. I see that you are in severe pain. Maybe I can take you to see a doctor."
"Well, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten that I was injured. Now I will believe you for now." The young man closed his eyes arrogantly, raised his head slightly, and said in an arrogant tone, "It's still
Why don't you take me to the doctor quickly!"
Werther broke into a cold sweat helplessly, thinking, this person is even more arrogant than Margery. He actually ordered me to carry him behind his back in such a tone...
"But, what's wrong with you?" he asked curiously, looking at the young man.
Because it was too dark here, he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see that the boy was wearing expensive-looking clothes, and his cloak was inlaid with gems, which was also obvious in the dark room.
"Just now when I was feeling sad, I accidentally knocked down the chair. When the chair fell down, I accidentally sprained my arm. Now I can't move this arm. And it seems that my foot is sprained." He held his right hand with his left hand.