Although the core area is smaller than the external area, the area of ​​the Holy City of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers is placed there, so it is impossible to be much smaller.

And because the people living here are all people with high positions and powerful positions, the buildings are magnificent and cover a wide area.

The Walker Dall family is one of them.

The continuous castles are combined together to form a proper whole.

It was like a giant beast lying on the plate, or it was like a giant dragon winding, revealing a majestic and arrogant aura, proud and lofty.

But what Allen saw for the first time was not such prosperity and nobility.

But the kind of strictness and guard hidden under the surface.

Allen could feel that although this castle group seemed scattered, it was staggered, and was connected like a whole, regardless of each other.

It can be said that when necessary, these castles can also be turned into bunkers and fortresses to defend against danger and terror.

From a glance at the leopard, we can see that the person who advocated the construction of this castle in history must have had extremely far-reaching considerations.

only……

With a glance, Allen shook his head in slightest.

It may be long-term security that has made the people living here lose their vigilance for danger.

The castle is still gorgeous and grand, with a arrogant atmosphere.

However, the most important ones are damaged and old and disrepaired.

This has to be said to be a mistake.

However, when I recall the luxurious and crazy scenes I had seen in the outer city of the Holy City before, and those scenes that I didn’t care about the future and only wanted one night to bliss.

Allen suddenly realized that it seemed that everything had already come to the roots.

Following Simmons, Allen quietly wrote down the routes, the patrol replacement methods, and the surrounding environment...

Although it may not be able to use it, there is no problem in preparing early.

After a while, under the leadership of Simmons, Allen and the other two quickly passed through the outer buildings and arrived at the center of the castle community.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

“…”

Along the way, the guards, servants, housekeepers, and servants they met stopped and saluted respectfully after seeing Simmons.

It’s hard to say what happened in private, but on the surface, it gave enough face.

If it is normal, Simmons doesn't mind stopping and gives a corresponding reply.

But now, he has no idea at all.

As we walked along the way, the fewer servants were more busy with miscellaneous things, and the more guards were performing patrol and guard duties, the more elite they were.

Now, even Simmons can't directly enter with his face.

Click!

The Knight's spears intertwined and blocked Simmons.

The two strong and mighty guards, with iron-blooded style, cast their eyes and stared at Simmons.

"Are my father here?"

Simmons didn't feel offended because he knew the identities of these two people, so he just asked them.

"Sorry, the third prince, the master hasn't come back yet."

However, Simmons' expectations were lost.

"Do you know where he went?"

Simmons was lost for a moment and spoke again, trying to open the gap from other directions.

"Sorry, Third Prince, we can't say it."

The two guards shook their heads and replied.

"I can't say it, it's not that I don't know!" I still didn't get the news I wanted, but this time, Simmons was no longer disappointed.

The sword eyebrows raised, and his eyes seemed to be compressed instantly, as if they were instantly compressed, like a sword light, with a sharp aura.

Without further ado, just such a simple action is enough to make people feel the anger in his heart.

The kind of anger that seemed to be brewing a volcano and had not erupted for the time being, but its power was increasing endlessly.

"Who issued the order?"

Hearing this, the two of them seemed to have reacted that they had lost their words.

So, next, no matter how Simmons asked, they remained silent and stopped talking.

"Where is the butler?"

Turning around, Simmons took Alan and Daphne and left the place directly and walked in the other direction.

After a little further away, I saw the sparse servants and scattered workers again.

Without much choice, I walked to the nearest one and asked.

"The Third Prince." The visitor was startled, and then saluted with his hands and feet.

"I ask you, do you know where the butler is?"

Simmons waved his hand, skipped the already brief greeting and asked.

"The Third Highness, Lord Matilda should be in the alchemy workshop now."

Although he was still a little panicked at first, as time cushioned and Simmons's pretty good attitude, the man felt much more at ease.

After returning to his senses, he quickly answered Simmons's question.

"Well, it's okay, you go and do it."

Upon hearing this, Simmons seemed to breathe a sigh of relief quietly, and then said to him.

"Do you think you can see someone this time?"

At this time, Allen and Simmons walked side by side, protecting Daphne in the middle, but Allen's spirit was transmitted to Simmons.

"have no idea."

However, after hearing Allen's question, Simmons seemed to have no confidence and just gave a lost answer.

"Do you know what the head of the family is doing when he goes out?"

Alan was not very disappointed when he heard Simmons's somewhat depressed words.

Because he knew what kind of pressure the other party was under.

Between life and death, in desperate situations, it is the time when the glory of human nature is easiest to burst out and the evil of human nature is easiest to reveal.

Because the pressure in this is enough to crush most people.

Not long ago, Simmons had just walked through the cliff.

Although they survived because of Allen's rescue.

However, the psychological impact caused by the pressure accumulated in the heart is not so easy to eliminate.

Before this, whether it was because the environment was not safe, to make Daphne feel at ease, or to not show the fear and cowardice deep in her heart, most of them had to be calm, calm, calm, calm, and calm without any weakness.

This method is indeed effective.

But those pressures did not dissipate, but were accumulated in the heart, as if they were accumulating strength, waiting for the moment when the rocks and pokes the sky.

After all, Simmons is just a child after all.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Simmons. His face was fair, clean, and tender, and there was a tiny look on his lips. Although he had grown up, he still had a little childish look.

The light blue eyes were clear and clear, but there was a fragile layer of ice that was broken with one blow, so thin that it was pitiful.

And those surging undercurrents and surging emotions are rolling back and forth, hitting the fragile light blue.

"Listen."

Sighing, Allen stopped.

"Woolen cloth?"

Upon hearing this, Daphne stopped obediently.

Although Simmons' brain has not reacted yet, his body's reaction is extremely rapid.

"Brother Hebrew?"

He looked at Allen, and his eyes flashed with confusion and spoke in confusion.

"Go back to your room first."

Allen didn't explain, but just said calmly.
To be continued...