Chapter 92: Return to Jorgklusburg
Jorgklusburg.
Looking down upon the land from the topmost tower of the castle, one saw a vast, indistinct expanse. The river valley, like a fissure in the earth, crisscrossed the landscape—the timeworn trace left by the Jordan River changing its course.
Dust kicked up by two lightly equipped riders was rapidly approaching the castle.
The guard in the tower immediately shouted, "Someone is coming! Perhaps a messenger from Milord! Send men to inquire of their identity and open the city gate!"
Jorgklusburg's geographical position was quite advantageous; the surrounding area was flat, and if a large army were to attack, it could not possibly escape the notice of the guards in the tower.
Just two lightly equipped riders were clearly not approaching with malicious intent.
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