Chapter 1566 Hook Alley

Asili stepped off the train and looked at the Hook Alley in front of him. A hint of helplessness appeared on the face of the 'swordsmith' after being hidden by the system.

What debt is the hardest to repay?

No doubt, a debt of gratitude!

Therefore, when facing the tavern proprietress, the 'swordsmith' would always be a head lower than her.

Because, he once owed a lot of favors to the tavern proprietress, but so far, he has not repaid her in a true sense.

And his appearance in Hook Alley, the headquarters of the Freedom Alliance, was also to return a favor.

Dekoman, a member of the Liberty League.

Not a core member, but not a fringe member either. He is the kind of player who neither wants to be bound nor wants to be a true lone traveler, and ultimately chose the Free Alliance. He once helped in one of the original dungeon worlds. Pass him and let him gain a lot.

Even, to some extent, Dekoman is the key figure that allows him to truly become one of the top ten supernovas.

Therefore, after receiving the other party's request for help, Eisley immediately set off to Hook Alley.

Looking at the colorful alley in front of him that was completely composed of gravel paths and low-rise houses, the 'Swordsmith' curled his lips. He didn't like this kind of fairy tale-like town.

Not that I think it's childish.

I just think some fairy tales are far less innocent than they seem.

Dig a little bit and it's all darkness.

For the 'Sword Forger', the feeling of having his childhood ruined is really terrible.

Maybe this is why adults don’t like to read fairy tales?

With the thoughts in his heart, the 'Swordsmith' walked into Hook's alley. The moment he stepped into the alley, there was a sound of wheels.

Not from the alley, but from behind.

The 'swordsmith' looked back.

Three pumpkin carriages of different colors came slowly from far to near. Each carriage was about 50 meters apart, with a coachman wearing a formal dress sitting in front.

However, these coachmen are not living people, but skeletons.

But this does not prevent them from making sounds——

“Want to go to your destination?”

"10 points."

When the first black pumpkin car came, the skeleton, also in black dress, pulled the black horse and asked the 'swordsmith'.

After seeing no answer from the 'swordsmith', the black pumpkin carriage left and disappeared into Hook's alley.

“Want to go to your destination?”

"100 points."

The second pumpkin cart is red, and a skeleton in a red dress tugs on the reins and asks the same words.

The 'swordsmith' still didn't answer.

The red pumpkin car also disappeared like the black pumpkin car.

“Want to go to your destination?”

"1000 points."

The third pumpkin cart was white. When the white horse stopped, the skeleton under the white dress stood up, saluted to the 'swordsmith', and asked.

"good."

There was no silence like before, the 'Swordsmith' nodded, and directly boarded the pumpkin cart.

After entering the carriage, the 'swordsmith' ignored the prompt to spend 1,000 points, but raised his hand to touch a brass ring on his left index finger.

There are no complicated patterns or any embellishments. It looks like a ring that would only be chosen by a country peasant woman.

But only its true master, the 'Swordsmith', will understand its benefits.

Not only can it identify dangers, but it can also provide safety tips.

This brass ring has always been one of the most indispensable props for the 'swordsmith'.

When the black and red pumpkin cars came just now, it gave a warning, and when the white pumpkin car came, it meant safety.

Having experienced countless near-death encounters, the 'swordsmith' never doubted the reliability of this item.

The windlass, the windlass.

The skeleton coachman dressed in white shook the reins, and the pumpkin carriage drove towards the depths of Hook Alley. The 'swordsmith' sitting in the carriage looked at the rapidly retreating buildings on both sides, and issued another message to Dekoman. Private letter.

Unfortunately, it was completely ignored.

Apart from the fact that the person's name is still on, indicating that the other party is still alive, there is no useful information at all.

He didn't even know who the enemy was.

Similarly, the 'Sword Forger' found nothing after searching his own memory.

In his impression, no one has ever used the method of "picking people up in a pumpkin carriage".

Of course, the 'Swordsmith' believes that as he goes deeper, the opponent will definitely reveal his flaws and let him find a flaw.

After all, there were only a few people in the huge city worthy of his care.

"Guest, your destination has arrived."

After the bumps along the way, the skeleton coachman's voice sounded, and the door of the pumpkin carriage opened at the same time. Stepping out of the pumpkin carriage, the 'swordsmith' looked at the castle in front of him with confusion.

The blue spire roof, the white exterior wall, and the colorful tapestries hanging straight down from the high tower windows. The suspension bridge that was supposed to be hoisted has been lowered at this time. A group of brightly armored knights divided into two. The columns stand on both sides of the drawbridge and extend to the castle gate.

From the direction where the 'swordsmith' was standing, he could easily see the bustling scene in the castle.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, when did this castle appear?

Although the 'Sword Forger' does not recognize the Freedom Alliance, he still has lessons with the Freedom Alliance. The other party has entrusted him with forging weapons more than once, and he has also come to Hook Alley more than once.

He was certain that there had never been such a castle in Hook Lane.

The windlass, the windlass.

After delivering it to the guests, the skeleton dressed in white bowed and saluted, then drove away, leaving the 'swordsmith' alone standing in front of the suspension bridge.

He touched the brass ring.

There are no danger warnings or safety tips.

"There is neither danger nor safety..."

"Unknown?"

The 'swordsmith' frowned.

He hated this situation very much.

If possible, he really wanted to turn around and leave, but Dekoman's favor forced him to bite the bullet and walk towards the suspension bridge.

The touch from the soles of the shoes told the 'Swordsmith' that the suspension bridge was real.

Clang!

Snap, snap.

And just after the 'swordsmith' stepped onto the suspension bridge, the knights standing in two rows drew their swords. They did not attack, but slapped the shields in their hands with the sword spine.

It's very rhythmic, like some kind of war song.

It makes people feel passionate and passionate as soon as they hear it.

Even the 'Swordsmith' was no exception, but he suppressed the excitement in his heart and walked across the suspension bridge step by step, passing through two rows of knights. When he walked to the city gate, a man wearing a vest and leather boots The tax officer came over with a smile on his face.

"The entrance fee is 10 points."

The other party said this.

The ‘Swordsmith’ gave 10 points.

Suddenly, the tax official's smile became more sincere. The other person turned sideways, bent down, and made a gesture of invitation to the 'swordsmith'.

The 'swordsmith' stepped in.

The brass ring still contained no danger warning.

Nor did danger register in his gut.

Everyone who passed him had a smile on their face.

He even went into several shops and the things sold there were all real.

There are food, drinks, and daily necessities.

But there was no sign of members of the Free Alliance.

"Will it be here?"

After a long circle, the 'swordsmith' stood in front of the inner city of the castle. He carefully covered his figure and slowly approached the inner city.

And when he was still more than ten meters away from the inner city, a burning sting suddenly came from the brass ring.

Danger warning!

The 'swordsmith' immediately retreated.

But there were no changes at all in the inner city of the castle.

The 'swordsmith' looked there in confusion. He didn't notice that the shadow under his feet began to move silently.

…

Kieran stepped off the train and immediately saw the Hook Alley not far away.

Immediately, an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

Qin Ran frowned.

He began sending messages to J. Perelman.

2567: Where are you?

…

After waiting for about five minutes, there was no reply.

According to the situation of the two people's contact just now, it is impossible for such a thing to happen.

Unless one of them dies.

And J. Perelman's name has not dimmed.

The other person is still alive, but does not reply to his private messages.

Qin Ran couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

He originally just wanted to make up for his recent losses from the mole in the Freedom Alliance, but what he didn't expect was that the other party actually prepared a big surprise for him.

"That's interesting."

Kieran narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

As the wheels of the carriage sounded, three tricolor pumpkin carriages were driving towards Kieran.

The speed of the three pumpkin cars was not very fast. It took two minutes from the time Kieran saw them to the first black pumpkin car stopping in front of Kieran.

“Want to go to your destination?”

"10 points."

The skeleton in black dress asked Qin Ran like this.

Qin Ran, who had just been bleeding profusely and was still in a state of physical pain, raised his eyebrows when he heard the other party's words. He raised his leg without hesitation and made a sweeping strike.

The skeletons, pumpkin carts, and horses dressed in black attire collapsed and fell apart in this sweep, turning into fragments on the ground.

A moment later, the second red pumpkin carriage came in front of Kieran.

“Want to go to your destination?”

"100 points."

boom!

With another sweeping kick, the red pumpkin car followed in the footsteps of the black pumpkin car.

Finally, there’s the white pumpkin cart.

The black and red bright fragments were just beside the road. The white skeleton who stood up on the carriage and saluted could see them clearly. He was so moved that he changed his words when he spoke.

“Want to go to your destination?”

"Jack White sincerely serves you."

"Um."

Qin Ran nodded.

The white skeleton immediately jumped out of the driver's seat and opened the door of the pumpkin carriage for Kieran.

"Please get in the car."

The white skull bowed respectfully.

Kieran stepped on the steps of the car and walked into the pumpkin carriage. The interior of the carriage was also all white. There were seats facing each other from the front to the back. There was a small low cabinet on the side next to the window, which could be used for handles or some small cabinets. Put the debris on top.

"There are drinks in the cabinet, please feel free to enjoy them."

"If anything happens, please tell me, I'll be right in front."

Saying these words, the white skeleton gently closed the car door, and then, with the reins shaking, the pumpkin car began to move slowly.

Very stable.

Kieran didn't feel any bumps while sitting in it, and in the low cabinet, Kieran found two bottles of drinks and a basket of snacks.

The two pots of drinks are wine and black tea.

For dessert, there are toasted butter waffles.

After smelling it and confirming that there was no additives inside, Kieran temporarily put it into his backpack. Now was not the time to enjoy food.

The smooth and fast journey ended in just a few minutes.

"Your Excellency, your destination has arrived."

The white skull opened the car door and pointed to Castle Road outside.

"Are you sure this is here?"

Qin Ran asked as he sat motionless in the chair.

The voice was calm, just like the body, without the slightest fluctuation.

The invisible aura is like the gaze of a ferocious beast, shrouding the white skeleton.

"This, this..."

"Maybe I remembered it wrong."

"Please sit tight, we will arrive at the real destination soon."

After the door of the pumpkin car was closed, it started again.

Kieran, who was sitting in the carriage, remained motionless.

The soul fire in the white skeleton driving the carriage began to tremble uncontrollably. If it could sweat, it would definitely be sweating profusely at this moment.

Both anxious.

Again...scared.

Having welcomed guests more than a dozen times, this was the first time it encountered a guest like Qin Ran.

It has seen people get into fights over disagreements.

But it's the first time I've seen one that can make them endure harm.

"Poor Black Jack and Red Jack, I hope your bones won't be picked up by wild dogs."

"I also hope you will protect me and not become the next one of you."

As a follower with the ability to think independently, Jack Bai began to pray at this time, and changed the direction of the carriage and drove towards the real destination.

It didn't know how Kieran knew that the destination just now was a fake and a trap. It wanted to take revenge on Kieran for not paying the fare.

However, it knows that in order to survive, it can no longer play tricks.

This time the journey was much longer than before.

After driving for about twenty minutes, the carriage stopped again.

"Your Excellency, this is it."

"I swear, this is the real destination."

Jack Bai said directly after opening the car door.

Qin Ran glanced at the castle outside. From the outside, it was the same as what he just saw. As for the inside?

Naturally there are some differences.

Qin Ran got out of the carriage.

Seeing Kieran getting off the carriage, Jack Bai breathed a sigh of relief. Just when the skeleton coachman wanted to leave, Kieran spoke.

"etc."

Qin Ran not only stopped the other party, but also pulled off the reins and tied him up.

"Your Excellency, what do you want to do?"

Jack Bai asked stammeringly.

"nothing."

"Explore the way ahead."

Qin Ran said matter-of-factly.

"But I'm a coachman, I can't..."

"OK!"

"Although I am a coachman, I also have excellent pathfinding skills."

Feeling the coldness in Qin Ran's breath, Jack Bai immediately changed his words and headed towards the castle gate.

The two rows of knights drew their swords again and played war songs with their sword spines and shields.

His strong spirit prevented Kieran from being affected at all. He glanced at the two rows of knights and then looked at the man who was running towards him with a smile on his face.

Arriving in front of Kieran, the man began to introduce himself.

"Hello, Your Excellency, I am the tax collector of this city."

"If you want to enter the city, you need 10 points."

As he spoke, the tax officer prepared to perform his duties.