Beside Monkulus Manor stands the old castle of this knight.
However, by the time Juer Dan, Kolman, and their group arrived, it had long since turned into a substantial ruin through erosion and decay.
Sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting dappled shadows on the ancient stones, each bearing witness to countless histories.
However, such stones were too cold and gloomy; no one wanted to live in such an environment.
These knights had long lost the diligence of their ancestors, and it was truly uncomfortable to live in such a chilly fortress.
Besides, shouldn't money be spent wisely? Wouldn't it be better spent on luxurious clothes and hosting banquets?
What era is this? Probably only those Norn Barbarians and the Knight Order still think about fighting and killing.
Crawling through a hole near the outer wall gate, Lauren lowered her head, then lifted it, only to see a few lone stone pillars pointing to the sky.
