Although it is a basement, the environment is not dark or damp at all. Instead, it is very dry. Candles are lit everywhere in the basement, illuminating the space.

This is a typical wizard's workbench, or a laboratory, because the basement is filled with various wizard tools, and the ceiling, walls, and floors are engraved with magical patterns.

Magical patterns on the ground are flashing, and the magic circle is working. In the center of the circle is a transparent container with a ball of liquid in it.

The liquid was bubbling and seemed to be boiling.

There were two people standing at the edge of the magic circle. One was a thin young man wearing a black hat, a black robe, and holding a magic wand.

One was a handsome, slender middle-aged man wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, with a sword casually tucked on his waist.

Although the man has a slender figure, he does not look weak. Instead, he gives people a sense of efficiency that is the essence of everything.

This one was obviously a knight.

"How long does it take for the potion to stabilize?" the knight asked the mage.

"It will probably take another hour." The wizard looked at the gravel funnel in the laboratory and said.

"The 'Great Knight Potion' will be completed in an hour, and soon, I will be a great knight." Although he has experienced many ups and downs in his life, the knight man is still a little excited.

Great Knight.

This person was a big shot in the entire Kingdom of Prussia. Once he became a great knight, he planned to go to the capital to join the King of Prussia and become a court noble.

The knight was 90% sure about this matter, because the King of Prussia now lacked prestige and urgently needed to expand his military forces to deal with the increasingly powerful local nobles.

Even a former thief can become a nobleman by simply changing his appearance.

“Bang, bang, bang!!!” At this moment, the alarm bell rang out. The faces of the knight and the mage changed. The knight cursed with an ugly expression: “Damn it, who is this blind guy who attacked me at this time?”

"Anyone who dares to attack the Autumn Wind Thieves must have strength to match. They are definitely not good people. We must delay for an hour. When the potion is finished, we can escape through the tunnel."

The wizard man said.

"Can you leave here? I need your help." asked the knight.

"The potion will complete automatically, so there will be no problem with my leaving," the wizard man said.

"Walk."

The knight shouted and took the mage out of the basement.

……….On the other hand, Luther and his group entered the castle, and through the gate was the castle hall.

The hall is a circular structure with only one circular staircase leading to the second floor. There is a platform on the second floor, which is now full of people.

There are about a hundred people, and the Autumn Wind Thieves Gang only has about fifty or sixty knights, so there are ordinary thieves among them.

Many people were holding bows and arrows or crossbows, staring at Pompey and his son and others in the hall.

One of them was wearing a black robe and holding a magic wand. You could tell at first glance that he was a wizard.

I just don't know who the Omima Knight is.

Luther stuck his head out and looked around, looking for Omima among the thieves upstairs, but unfortunately he didn't find him.

Luther was a little disappointed, but he still observed the hall with great interest. Usually in a noble castle, the innermost position of such a hall is a seat, and the floor is covered with carpet.

There are also several oil paintings hanging on the walls.

But there is none of these in this castle. Instead, there are ten very strong stone statues that are two people tall. They hold sharp blades and wear armor.

"These shouldn't be decorations," Luther judged.

The voice was still low and hoarse.

Luther looked at Mr. Al with some surprise. This seemingly aloof mage, whom Luther had never heard say a few words, actually spoke.

That’s when the standoff changed.

The middle-aged knight spoke up, and he asked in a strong voice: "Who are you and why did you attack the Autumn Wind Thieves?"

Apparently he is the leader of the Autumn Wind Thieves, Omima, a high-ranking knight with the power of Wild Wind.

"Hey, that's a really good joke. Do you thieves need a reason to attack others?" The Knight of Orleans laughed and made a humorous remark.

"Stop talking nonsense, our main focus is to take Omima's head." The Axe Knight retorted to the Orleans Knight, then leaped up without saying a word and rushed straight towards Omima.

There was a ball of fire burning on the Tomahawk Knight's body, which was actually the flame fighting spirit.

The scorching heat immediately brought a heat wave, but miraculously it did not burn the clothes on the Axe Knight. This knight had extremely strong control over his fighting spirit.

"Senior Knight!!!!" Although Omima knew that the person who came had bad intentions, his expression changed slightly at this moment. A knight's strength can only be identified when he is fighting.

The most notable feature is the intensity of the fighting spirit.

Obviously, this Flame Knight is a high-ranking knight.

If there is the first high-level knight, then perhaps there will be a second one, but their Autumn Wind Thieves Group only has one.

"The violent bear."

"Cat's Agility."

"Eagle's Sharpness."

The wizard of the Autumn Wind Thieves Group cast three group auxiliary spells for the thieves in one breath, raised his staff, and shouted: "Fight, Clay Golem."

With a "boom", the clay golems in the hall came back to life one after another, their eyes flashing red and looking extremely ferocious. They waved their swords and attacked the members of the Sabretooth Thieves Gang.

"Knight Orleans, destroy the clay golem first." Mr. El said to Knight Orleans in a low voice.

"Okay." The Orleans Knight's body was filled with ochre-colored fighting spirit. He raised the thick-handled short axe in his hand and rushed towards a nearby clay golem.

The rest of the Sabretooth Knights also leaped up and rushed towards the thieves.

Old Thor glanced at Luther, then raised his knight's sword to help the Knight of Orleans destroy the clay golem.

Luther understood immediately that the look meant to be careful.

Instead of letting him go.

So Luther stood obediently beside Mr. El. Since he was a wizard, he was at the back of the battle and was protected by two knights.

One of them was the assistant and part-time mistress of the Battle Axe Knight, a female knight's wife who Luther was very familiar with.

"It should be safe here. Fighting is the most annoying thing." Luther poked his head out and observed the battle carefully, but he was determined not to take any action.

Commonly known as, paddling! But in this world, few things come true as expected, and more things go wrong.

If you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you.

(End of this chapter)