The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Abetus, noon.

Originally it was the brightest moment of the day, but at this time, Abetus was cloudy. The streets and alleys of the whole city were shrouded in an uneasy atmosphere. The clouds on the sky were extremely low, and it fell all night The snow has stopped, and the thick snow has covered the city and pressed everyone's heart.

At the end of October 1777, winter in Abetus came earlier than every year.

The city is chaotic, the bustling commercial streets are deserted, the lively financial ports and banks in Yemen are roaring, men put on coats and hats, women wrap up scarves, put on children, people gather in cafes, bars and other public places. .

They discussed everything that happened from last night to the daytime, and in the end, all the discussions fell on one person.

Duke Dressel.

"Don't worry, no matter what kind of enemy, the Duke can help us solve it." Someone said optimistically, and his words attracted the approval of most people. Some of the older folks took the opportunity to talk about Dressel.

From his birth and growth, all the way to his acquaintance with Prince Louis, to his young fame and fame, until he became the duke of the kingdom, and then silently guarded this city and this country.

20 years.

For many people living in Abetus, 20 years is too long, so long that people have become accustomed to the existence of Dressel, and they even subconsciously believe that this person will not be wrong or defeated... …

not even die.

No one has thought about Dressel's departure, and no one knows what their lives will be like if they lose this pillar of the kingdom.

Gradually, the nervous and restless emotions of everyone gradually became stable. They even subconsciously ignored the sadness that emerged in their hearts not long ago, and turned to discuss the earthquake a few blocks away.

Let’s talk about the poor people who have been affected. Some citizens who are related to the people there show sympathy and sadness. At this time, there will also be speculative businessmen secretly discussing the material reserves of Abetus for the next period of time.

They are going to send out a disaster money.

There are kind sympathizers, indifferent outsiders, and despicable speculators, and so on.

But just as most people were preparing lunch, light curtains lit up in every corner of Abetus, and Charlotte's pale and sad face appeared in front of everyone.

"It's Princess Charlotte!" Everyone was discussing, "It must be an intention to announce what happened last night."

"What princess, that's our Queen!" Someone corrected.

Since Charlotte was announced to inherit the throne and took over the ruling power, Charlotte has shown the quality of an excellent heir, even if the time is short, even if there are bloodthirsty attacks during this period of time, but people are very concerned about this man. The future new queen still loves and supports her.

"The citizens of Abetus, the citizens of Elam, here I want to tell you sad news..." Charlotte took a deep breath with red eyes.

"My teacher, Duke Dressel, one of the kingdom's twin pillars... He left us forever."

"Leave us? Where is he going, the weather is cold, is he going for a vacation in the south?" Some people who had come to the fore said with a puzzled look, but at this time, someone had already read Charlotte's words and expressions on her face. Heard the truth of the matter.

But the moment they got the news, most people didn't have any expressions on their faces. The first thing that appeared in their hearts was daze and disbelief.

"This is what happened..." Charlotte held back the tears in her eyes. Facing the crowd, she was not a student of Dressel, but the future queen of this country.

In Charlotte's account, most things are recounted one by one, and she talks about the conspiracy on the celebration day, the fighting raids that night, and the recent bloodthirsty incident.

In the end, all the clues came together, disaster struck, and Duke Dressel turned the tide. Only at this moment did people understand the truth of the matter and the conspiracy of the church.

"It's impossible!" A middle-aged man wearing a long woolen trench coat, a top hat, and a delicate beard retorted loudly.

"The Duke will not die, how could he leave?"

"This is a lie, it must be a lie!"

Similar scenes were staged in all corners of the city. Some people questioned and some abused, but when everything settled down, all that was left for everyone was the sadness from the bottom of their hearts.

On this afternoon of Xueluo, the whole of Abetus was silent.

At this moment, somewhere far away from Abetus, Ferdinand and Hugo are observing everything happening in the city through an extraordinary prop.

"Dressel is dead?!" Hugo looked surprised, he glanced at Ferdinand, "Do you believe it?"

"I'm not sure, this is most likely a lie." Ferdinand thought for a while and replied.

The two looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes. They still remembered the tragic situation that happened to Ertan when they left not long ago. That terrifying and tyrannical ancient **** was defeated by Dressel's attack. A solitary head remains.

If they hadn't prepared in advance, they would have left Abetus immediately~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I'm afraid they would have died there like Ertan at this time.

"This must be fake news, it's Dressel's conspiracy!" Ferdinand said in a deep voice, "If he really died, there's no need to announce the news. They're doing it now, as if they're notifying us directly. Same."

"But if he didn't die, why didn't he chase after us to find our trail?" Hugo put forward his own idea.

"He was injured, seriously injured, Ertan is a real ancient god, even among the gods, he can rank in the forefront, by no means can be compared to those things in the world behind the door, after all, Dressel is only a Seventh-order, killing an ancient **** like this must pay a heavy price."

"In addition, do you remember that when Dressel attacked, there were rows of figures behind him, and the sadness that filled the entire city at that time, I suspect that he can only burst out in Abetus. Such power, otherwise there is no way to explain his power." Ferdinand continued.

"So the real reason is that Dressel was seriously injured and can't leave now."

"What you said makes sense." Ugo nodded, "What should we do now? Just go back like this, or send someone into the city to test it out?"

"It's definitely not possible to go back directly." Ferdinand hesitated, "Find a way to investigate, if Dressel is seriously injured, we need to know how much he is injured, this may become one of our Chance!"

While the two were discussing, Sigmon, who was in a state of fainting, found himself in a strange place.