A little golden light floated over the whistle tower, and countless foams poured down like a dam burst.

Piles of huge foam flowed down the whistle tower and piled up high on the bases of the towers and city walls.

The mountain of foam was indeed breathtaking, but the sludge mixed in the foam was afraid to get close to it.

The most unlucky ones are naturally the soldiers responsible for the guards. At this moment, they temporarily took on the mission of transporting garbage.

Each rolling ball of foam brought down a lot of silt and stains, all of which gathered over the years, and it was not so easy to remove them all in a short time.

However, since it was the request of the VIPs from the capital, the soldiers could only admit that they were unlucky.

Carts were loaded with thick silt to drive out of the city. A team of soldiers transferred to work hard to remove the foam and garbage. After several hours of fighting, the long-deserted sentry tower had a new face.

Although the steep and towering steps leading to the whistle tower are still a little wet, both the steps and the stone railings next to them are completely renewed.

The tiles on the top of the tower are shining with a yellow luster. These tiles were originally made of bronze, and now they reveal their original colors.

The tower was surrounded by huge windows, which were originally built to facilitate sentries to look around.

A circle of balcony is also built outside the tower. The railings of the balcony are made of blue stones, with countless traces of wind, frost, rain and snow remaining on it.

This railing is already a bit broken, and many places collapse and break, and even those railings that still stand there are cracks on them.

Ruibo believes that before the magic powder is cleaned, it must have been filled with sludge, moss and weeds.

Most of the cracks are where the weeds take root.

Although it looks a bit dilapidated now, it is still tolerant. Anyway, Ruibo has no intention of wandering on the balcony all day long.

In his opinion, the outpost was pretty good.

Because it was obviously difficult to move a large bed up, Rebow ordered the servants to bring a simple foldable camp bed.

For Ruibo, it doesn't matter where he sleeps. After all, he is not the spoiled noble young masters.

However, in order to show his kindness, the duke ordered his servants to spread a thick stack of soft cashmere blankets on the camp bed, making the bed comfortable no less than any luxurious aristocratic bed.

There was no glass inlaid on the whistle tower, so the Duke temporarily sent people to install two thick screen windows and hang thick velvet curtains on the window to ensure that the wind could not penetrate the room at all.

Four bright oil lamps were hung on the walls around the room. The lights illuminated the originally dark whistle tower and enveloped the place in a fog of light.

On the edge of the bed is a lightly folded desk with ink, paper and quill on the desk.

Ruibo gently pulled open the drawer on one side, and there was a mirror inside the drawer.

Seeing these arrangements, Ribo secretly lamented that this Duke was a very careful and thoughtful person.

Thinking about everything that everyone said just now, the trace of resentment that Ruibo had towards the Duke had disappeared without a trace.

Perhaps, this was not his fault.

Perhaps for them, driving Mr. Dumilière from the throne of the lord was a feat of great mercy.

Perhaps the talented Mr. Dumilier acts as a demon and vampire here.

Suddenly, Ruibo couldn't help but think of himself, the throne of his lord.

Whether others regard themselves as Mr. Dumilier?

In a second thought, Ribo felt relieved again, because he suddenly thought that it was Mr. Hyde and the merchants in Nangang who wanted to ascend him to the throne.

Similarly, officials and nobles of Serthburg also hoped that they could hold the throne of the lord.

Franx South is obviously completely different from here, as they seem to be people living in two completely different worlds.

For southerners, peace and tranquility mean recession and decline. The most typical proof is undoubtedly Bart and Peeton. Chasing fame and fortune is the criterion for everyone living in the south.

For southerners, wealth means status and respect, and wealth also means true peace. Those who do not pursue wealth cannot survive in that world where money is the best.

What I need most in that world is a lord who can bring more opportunities and wealth to everyone. If Mr. Dumilier grew up in the south, he would be like a fish in water.

As soon as he thought of this, Ruibo immediately felt relieved.

Putting aside his worries, he lay gently on the camp bed.

He hasn't spent the night alone like he is now for a long time. Since he learned that he was about to leave Frank and go to the Kingdom of Delizhi, where his future is uncertain, he has been addicted to debauchery and women all day long, and almost every night he is surrounded by beautiful and charming girls.

Rebow sighed a long time ago. He didn't know if he had completed the agreement between Mr. Hyde and Miss Meading, whether Miss Randy was pregnant with her own child, whether Fanny and Listen were safe at this moment, and what kind of treatment they would be treated by their family when they returned home.

In fact, what worried Ribo the most was Listen, because he knew very well that Listen's stubborn father had no favoritism for him.

Just as Ribo was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a strange and irritable feeling surged towards him, followed by an unusual feeling of sleepiness.

Ruibo originally planned to take off his coat, but as soon as he reached out to touch the button, he was already swayed by the Sandman.

In a daze, Ribo felt someone was scanning him.

The feeling made him creepy, as if he was lying on an anatomical table like a corpse, and as if he was those demonic insects being locked in a glass bottle and being carefully observed.

I don't know how much time has passed, Ribo vaguely felt that the man was interested in the ring sealed with the power of Kaimildit on his finger.

Suddenly, a stinging pain made Ruibo suddenly wake up.

When he woke up, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

I saw a dark red cloud floating in the air. The cloud was only one meter in radius, but it was extremely thick like a ball of cotton.

Looking at the floating clouds, Ruibo immediately understood that he always felt that someone was spying on him. That "person" was the cloud in front of him.

Ruibo gently touched the stinging place in his chest, and it was obvious that this time it was the metal living body that saved him again.

The gold coin turned into an extremely thin thorn and pierced deeply into his chest.

It was the violent sting that made him wake up from his sleep.

Thinking about it now, the strange feeling of irritability and sleepiness just now was also caused by this strange cloud.

Rebow faced the clouds carefully, and now he was almost convinced that the blood magician who had brought endless disasters to the Kingdom of Francis fifty years ago was still in the world.

However, Ribo has absolutely no confidence. After all, the opponent in front of him was once called the most powerful magician since the great magician Kaimildit.

It is rumored that this person was once regarded as a genius by the world, and was even considered highly promising to become the second Kemildit.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Ruibo's only one can rely on is the metal life form.

But he also knew very well that metal living organisms were not invincible.

The power of Vach alone has already made the metal living being extremely afraid. He once hoped that the metal living being could help him and assassinate the malicious palace magician, but the metal living being refused this suggestion because it may not be able to deal with Vach who was doing his best.

The blood magician in front of him is undoubtedly much stronger than the palace magician Vach.

As soon as he thought of this, Ruibo immediately understood why the metal living organisms still remained the same.

Obviously it also felt the other party's strength and terror.

Just as Ribo was hesitating and not knowing how to deal with the crisis in front of him, he suddenly felt that some kind of spiritual will entered his brain.

"I have been feeling lonely and lonely for half a century. I didn't expect that I could find a person who can communicate with me today. Although your power is not very strong, you can see that you have extraordinary potential. I don't know why I suddenly remembered myself in the past. Dear junior, are you willing to accept my invitation and come to my mansion to have a good conversation." The dark red cloud directly poured my thoughts into Ruibo's brain.

Rebow hesitated for a while, and finally curiosity and adventurous spirit defeated reason and fear.

"How can I get to your place?" Ribo asked.

"I can lead you, but my mansion is quite far from here. You'd better have a fast horse or a light carriage." The dark red cloud continued.

"I have a flying cloak that I can fly in the air, and it shouldn't be much slower than riding a horse. But can you tell me how far your mansion is from here? I have official duties and cannot go too far. It's best to be able to come back before dawn."

"If you can fly, it will be easy. I have an item that is right for you to be your mount. It will make you come to me in a moment. You can rest assured that my mansion is in a small woods southwest of Dife City." After saying that, these floating clouds flew out the window and disappeared into the vast night.

"Don't worry, please wait for my 'carriage' quietly. It will be a journey that will make you unforgettable." The cloud had disappeared without a trace, but the spiritual will was still clearly conveyed to Ruibo's mind.

With a nervous mood, Ruibo sat on the edge of the bed waiting. He wanted to summon the metal life form and discuss countermeasures with it, but he was worried that this would reveal the existence of the metal life form.

By now, metal life forms have become his last line of defense, and it is also the biggest bargaining chip he relies on to save his life.

However, Ruibo still hopes that he can have the strength to protect himself.

His brain started to work quickly, and the things that Kelle and Eckert had taught him were clearly imprinted in his mind.

The most important thing at this moment is undoubtedly to collect weapons that can play a role.

His wand was obviously not suitable for such a powerful opponent, and the cloud was probably not afraid of the threat of the fine sting sword and dagger.

Suddenly, Rebow had a sudden idea, and he remembered the scroll that Vach had given to him in order to save his life in the war between Lomel and Mr. Hyde.

A powerful flame elf was sealed on the scroll.

Because he was worried that the palace magician would intentionally make the scroll useless, he transferred the extremely powerful force to the warlock stone plate given to him by Teacher Maske.

Ruibo carefully touched the warlock stone plate gently.

At this moment, this stone plate became the amulet he used to save his life.

With all preparations, Rebow looked around, he didn't know where Kelle was hiding at this moment.

However, Ribo did not intend to contact Keller, because he was very worried that Keller would not be able to help him in this matter.

This was originally a world of magicians. Although Kelle was extremely powerful, he had no power in this world.

Rebe waited quietly, he didn't know what would appear before him.

Is it a flying carriage or a broomstick used by the legendary witch to fly in the sky.

Maybe it was a dragon that spurted long flames, or a Pegasus with wings.
To be continued...