Knight of the Light

The corpse's cabin was very broken and very dark. The whole house has no windows, and smells stale. As soon as the door was closed, it was black. The cold wind blew outside the house, and the planks of the house creaked, as if collapsed at any time.

There were no beds in the house, and a dozen corpses fell asleep on the cold ground. They laid a pile of hay and went to sleep, but the cold wind was still blowing in through the gap between the boards, and the person who was blowing was stiff.

The fuel of Banshee Castle generally depends on wood, and logging is hard work. For heating and daily life, the felled areas around the city are bare, so fuel is particularly expensive.

Poor people can't burn wood, only what can be burned. The cheapest is the feces of large animals. This kind of thing burns too much smoke, which can choke individuals indoors. But as a corpse recipient, there is no choice at all, either frozen to death or smoked to death.

Adrian's smoked eyes shed tears in the mortuary's hut. He secretly thought that he was not a precious person in the past, how could he not stand it?

Thinking for a moment, it can only be that the life of Coldwind City has been greatly improved, and the bottom of Banshee Castle is not as good as a dog.

The corpse lunch is a batter, the cheapest food on the market. This thing can't see what it was originally, the taste is hard to say.

Adrian has eaten a lot of bad things in the past. But his meal today is definitely the most unpalatable, no one.

"You have worked too hard." Adrian put down the broken wooden bowl in his hand and pulled out a silver coin from his pocket. "Can food be bought in the city now?"

"Yes. Go to the Butcher's Grain Shop, but we can't afford it. The batter was sent to us by the City Hall. It's a bit bad, but the advantage is that it doesn't cost money."

The youngest of the corpses spoke. He was only about eleven or twelve years old, thin and small, and had a clean wooden bowl in his hands.

The old corpse recipient nearby saw Adrian’s silver coins and shook his head: "We usually only use copper coins. If we use the silver coins to buy food, we will be deemed to be stolen by the sheriff. Unless... ."

This situation is really not surprising, the normal operation of the noble dog legs.

Adrian thinks about how his lord did it-as long as you are free, Lord Hugo will inevitably ride his mechanical dragon to tour around and wander around the city.

Propaganda, education, eradication, and the lord forcibly innovated the bureaucratic official system by himself. In order to express the difference from the past, the sheriff of the cold wind city even changed the name and called the police.

Looking at the situation of Banshee Castle again, Adrian can only shake his head and take a few more coins from his pocket to the corpse recipients, so that they can exchange their coins for some food.

"Take it, you can live only if you are full, and you can escape to Hanfengcheng for a good life."

More than a dozen corpses were grateful, took the silver coins carefully, and vowed to do everything possible to loyal to Hugo. Adrian smiled on the face, but shook his head in his heart. He told the dead person a few words and left.

Hanfengcheng does not want to fight, but reality forces it to expand. In order to give the Butch family a blow when the war broke out, the erosion and infiltration of Banshee Castle began six months ago.

Adrian is responsible for this matter, specifically looking for potential allies within the enemy. From the aristocratic giants to the traffickers' pawns, any group who is dissatisfied with the Butch family is his contact.

Coldwind City has specially trained an intelligence team, with hundreds of people sneaking into cities in the North. As a key point, there are more than 100 Banshees, and nearly two thousand insiders of different levels have been developed.

At present, there are more than a dozen safe houses and dozens of contact lines with different paths in Banshee Castle. The intelligence network expands like a place of mercury in the city.

The zombie hut is an intelligence point, which is not paid attention to and is subject to discrimination. With a little publicity, the corpse recipients who lived in extreme hardship fell to the cold wind city. They actually only eat for a bite, and don't think about anything else at all.

Adrian established this intelligence point to complete the task of the lord's account-to execute Baron Bishop who committed war crimes.

Half a year ago, Bishop led thousands of troops into the Cold Wind City territory. While stationed in Thick Fog Town, several of its troops created an appalling massacre.

One third of the population of more than 2,000 in Thick Fog Town was killed by Bishop’s direct troops. Rape, robbery, arson, massacre, all kinds of heinous crimes are related to him.

Victor Hugo issued a lord order in Cold Wind City, and tried Bishop's death sentence in absentia, and offered 10,000 gold coins as a reward for the baron's life.

This lord order was published in the Cold Wind City newspaper a few months ago. But unlike other policies that have caused heated discussions, this order has not received much attention at all.

Bishop himself is powerful, has plenty of protection around him, and stays inside Banshee Castle. Where can he kill if he wants to kill? Even the Northland adventurers who are so wealthy are not interested.

But if everyone does not take it seriously, it does not mean that the order will not be executed.

Adrian spent half a year weaving nets in Banshee Castle, not only to obtain intelligence and set up an underground front, but also to kill Bishop when the time was right.

The Butch family is a city, and the baron is the highest title that the family can confer. Removing Bishop in the enemy's nest will inevitably cause a huge psychological shock.

Bishop was famous for being brutal and brutal among the nobles. He made a lot of credit for the Buchi family. Suppressing riots, clearing up dissidents, and violently conquering, every meritorious service means a lot of death, and there are countless people who hate him.

Eliminating such a goal is conducive to gathering people's hearts and is bound to suffer the crazy revenge of the Butch family. Adrian had planned for a long time to complete this matter, and he did not pay attention until he established contact with the corpse recipient.

Leaving the corpse hut, Adrian walked slowly around the city's streets in a rotten robe. This city is much larger than Hanfeng City, and each urban area is relatively independent.

The Butch family has been rich in the past, and the city construction is better than Hanfengcheng. The buildings on both sides of the street are mostly made of stone, strong and durable, and the heat retention is far better than wood.

In the past, people wanted to live in Banshee Castle, because the living conditions and job opportunities here are much stronger than Hanfengcheng, and they have gathered talents and funds. What now... slightly changed.

After making two rounds around several commercial streets and making sure that no one was following, Adrian arrived at the back door of a furniture store in the city. This is a small noble's private industry, and made a lot of money by buying finished wood from the north.

The furniture store is three stories high and there is a small loft on the roof of the back door. Someone was staring at the back of the wooden window in the attic, and when Adrian appeared, the people in the store prepared for the plan.

The back door opened, and the two shopmates came out to pass Adrian. The former will walk around the nearby streets to ensure that no one is watching, while being alert to outside movements. The latter didn't greet much and went straight in.

Because the Butchi family sealed off the border, the shop could not buy cheap materials to the north, and the business was bleak. A few carpenter apprentices are chatting, and they don’t see many people coming in.

Adrian walked through the backyard, and a man in black robe was waiting. He exclaimed quickly: "Master Mondino, are you here too?"

The black robe raised his head slightly, revealing half of his skull face, "Your Lord received your plan of action and he approved it.

But considering Bishop is not an ordinary goal, I'm sending you support. Not just me, but old Bank, and..., meow. "

Behind the Chief Necromancer is the old Bank who once again assumed the Chief Prophecy of Hanfeng City. There is a black cat licking his paw on the table behind Old Bank.

This team is quite luxurious, obviously it is going to make a big deal.