Chapter 412 Infiltration

The world is dark, whether it's the sky, the ground, or the ocean.

Although the central and southern areas of Graycastle will not be covered by endless heavy snow, they cannot avoid the influence of the evil moon. The sun cannot be seen above the head, and gray clouds occupy the entire sky. A pale mist rose from the earth, burying all the soil, rocks and jungles. Only a black and gray peak emerged from the clouds and mist, winding towards the southern end of the continent. This was also the target that Nightingale and her group were aiming for.

When Maisie was flying in the sky, she deeply experienced how terrible the cold wind was without any protection. Even if she put on the special windproof clothing, scarves and cuffs given to her by His Highness before departure, she could not withstand the cold invasion. Especially the ears and fingers will soon lose feeling due to the low temperature, and they have to stop frequently to rest. Therefore, the flight at full speed only takes half a day, and eventually extends to the next day.

"We're here," Lightning moved closer to her.

Nightingale poked her head out and saw that the ridge under her feet had become much lower, as if sinking into the ground. A city built on the mountain was faintly emerging in the mist. This should be their target, Zhuilong Ridge.

"Land," she patted Maisie's broad back, "be careful not to let others see you."

"Ouch!" Maisie nodded, folded her wings, and glided down. The fog rushed towards the face and quickly enveloped the three of them. It wasn't until they landed that Nightingale realized that the visibility around her was shockingly low. It was hazy almost fifty steps away, making it difficult to distinguish what was in the distance.

This is good news for witches, at least they are less likely to be discovered.

After entering the fog, the world will appear in its true form. She is not worried about running into the arms of the church's judgment army because of the thick white fog.

"Just wait here for me," Nightingale said, "It shouldn't take long."

"Your Highness asked me to provide security in the air," Lightning shook his head.

"You also asked me to be responsible for emergency contact to prevent you from kidnapping the target Gu!" Maisie transformed into a fat pigeon again and squatted on the little girl's head.

His Highness was making meaningless instructions again. Nightingale thought helplessly, "In that case, let's set off."

The world suddenly turned into black and white, and the fog disappeared, or in other words, they turned into other forms and could no longer hinder my observation. Everything in front of me suddenly became clear. The dark city wall appeared two hundred meters away, extending from the side of the mountain, connecting the city to the mountain like a cover. Compared with the outer wall of Changge Fortress, this stone wall is much shorter, and there are no guards on guard at the top of the city.

Nightingale walked to the wall and easily found the entrance made of twisted lines. She took a step forward and found herself behind the city wall.

This city is half the size of the fortress, and just the part that sticks out of the mountain wall is more like a small town. But the main body of Shuilong Ridge is located in the rocks, and the Lord's Castle is embedded in the mountainside, which can be seen from a distance.

After Nightingale confirmed that Lightning and Maisie had followed them into the city, she walked straight towards the castle.

This work is not unfamiliar to her, and she can even be said to be very good at it.

When driven by the coercion of Old Grant, it is a common task to sneak into other noble mansions and castles. Most of these houses have the same structure. The owner of the mansion always likes to set his room in the most central and spacious position. At that time, she could not freely penetrate the partition wall, so she could only hide her figure, carefully avoid possible traps and the Stone of Retaliation, and steal the letters and documents hidden in the cabinet.

Now that there is fog, it is no longer a problem. The Stone of God's Punishment inlaid at the corner of the castle passage appears as a lightless black hole, as eye-catching as the bright moon hanging in the night sky. There was no way to hide the hidden mechanisms. Their twisted outlines slowly wriggled like earthworms, and she could easily destroy them through the walls. Within the scope of her ability, Nightingale can move as she pleases. Walls, doors and roofs are nothing in her eyes.

Entering the largest room on the top floor, she found her goal.

Although he had never met the other person before, Nightingale immediately confirmed that this person was the Lord of Falling Dragon Ridge, Marquis Speer Passi. Because the opponent's body is running with blue magical light, which is also the only color in the misty world.

The Marquis is sitting at the desk, the quill in her hand is flying up and down, as if she is writing something. She is about thirty years old, with wrinkles already crawling around the corners of her eyes. Her silver curly hair and plain clothes make her look older. Nightingale carefully checked the room. There was no God's Stone of Punishment in the room, and there was no mechanism. The opponent's only weapon was a short crossbow hidden in his sleeve. It had an exquisite structure and it was obvious that it was expensive to make.

After leaving a mark on the window, she closed the fog and revealed her figure.

"Hello, Lord Speer Passy."

The sudden sound made the other party tremble. He quickly raised his head and met the eyes of the nightingale in front of him. Then he quickly calmed down and asked, "Who are you?"

Nightingale couldn't help but think of the scene when she first met His Highness Roland. The other person's first reaction was to turn around and run away, but she had no choice but to use a dagger to keep him. Now that she thought about it, it really made people laugh.

"My name is Nightingale. I come from the border town of the West. As you can see, I am a witch."

"I think so. Except for witches, no one can come in uninvited." Speer pretended to be calm and slowly stretched a hand into his sleeve. "You don't know that you should knock on the door before coming in." ?"

"Then it will be the guards who greet me, not you," Nightingale chuckled. "Don't worry, I have no intention of harming you. I just came here to talk to you...so you don't need to use the dark crossbow in your sleeves."

Speer was stunned for a moment, then his face quickly darkened, "You know quite a lot," she took out her hands and crossed them over her chest, "Tell me, what's the matter with you coming here?"

"I have brought a message from His Highness Roland Wimbledon, Lord of Border Town, Guardian of the West, and Fourth Prince of Graycastle," Nightingale said with a slight bow, "Now he has established in the West that witches can live together with ordinary people and work hand in hand. The New Order of Progress hopes you will go and assist him.”

"The fourth... prince?" The Marquis frowned and thought for a moment, "Is that the incompetent playboy who is often the butt of jokes among the nobles?" A ridiculous look appeared on her face, "Are you kidding me, Lord of Border Town? He is just a banished man. He’s just a traitor to the king in a remote place!”

"Ti Feike is the real usurper," Nightingale corrected, "and it won't be long before he is pushed off the throne by Prince Roland. But these are not the point... His Highness hopes to use your magic channel to strengthen With the abilities of a witch, I wonder if you are willing to go to Border Town?"

(To be continued.)