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The girl blinked, looking at him with some surprise.

The two clung to the shadows in the corner of the wall, and from around the corner of the hallway swiftly emerged two armor-clad figures wielding massive axes, exuding a vicious and brutal aura as they strode forward without glancing sideways.

They didn’t turn their heads to look to the side even once.

Yet at that moment, they were only a pillar’s distance from each other, and the narrow pillar didn’t completely conceal the two’s figures.

But those two giant axes were like a comedic scene from a comic; as long as the target disappeared from their sight, it didn’t matter where the target hid—they couldn’t be found and would simply charge straight ahead in pursuit.

It was only after the sound of "click-clack" faded away that the Traveling Poet’s tightly wound nerves slightly relaxed.

He looked down at the girl in front of him; the thin metal slice he halted in time had cut through the skin on the girl’s neck, and scarlet blood seeped from the wound, blending with the walnut-colored strands of hair dangling beside it.

The girl wasn’t wearing that heavyweight, cumbersome, and ornate tower skirt but was in a simple and neat riding outfit, with her long curly hair tied back in a ponytail.

"Sorry," the Traveling Poet put away the thin metal slice in his hand.

"Why are you here? Didn’t I say that the castle is dangerous at night?" Xu Shuo asked, his eyes revealing confusion as he posed the question first.

"..."

"And you’ve even hurt yourself."

"..."

The Traveling Poet shifted his gaze away with a slightly guilty conscience.

However, he was still bleeding from his injuries, and seeing this, Xu Shuo didn’t press further. He glanced at the corner of the hallway and then pulled the Poet out from the shadows.

If one listened closely, the characteristic clash of metal from the knight’s armor could still be faintly heard in the distance.

Looking up, one could see occasional figures flashing through the corridors of various parts of the castle.

It seemed that those in knight’s armor were scattered throughout the entire castle.

Xu Shuo did not take the main path. He opened the door of a room beside them, went through, then exited through a side door of that room and ascended via a flying buttress. After taking several secret passages, the two successfully returned to the grand hall of the main castle building.

The third floor was the palace he was currently residing in. Besides the main entrance, one could actually come in through a side door that was almost integrated with the wall.

The design of this castle was like a labyrinth.

"I’ll bandage it for you," Xu Shuo said.

The Traveling Poet sat on a chair and looked up as the girl turned to retrieve a medicine kit from the cupboard.

He paused and asked, "Those things, like the knights in armor, what are they?"

Carrying a heavy, gold-embellished wooden medicine chest, Xu Shuo sat on the chair opposite him and answered, "They are the castle guards that patrol every night."

"I’ve never seen them before... and they look very strange," the Traveling Poet probed obliquely.

"They’ve been here since I can remember. They stay in the castle’s cellar during the day; my sister finds them ugly, so she only allows them to come out at night."

"..."

What a formidable reason for disdain.

Xu Shuo had already undone the clothing over his injured left shoulder, where blood had clotted with the fabric, but upon cleaning away the dirt, he found the wound on his shoulder wasn’t as serious as they thought.

The arrow had pierced through his entire shoulder; it should’ve left a bloody hole, but now there was only a scar slightly split open.

It looked quite hideous due to the bloodstains, but in reality, it wasn’t that severe.

"Your injury…" Xu Shuo expressed his confusion on cue.

Looking down at the wound, the Traveling Poet said indifferently, "I heal pretty fast, these injuries are really nothing."

Moreover, other injuries on his body slashed by the spear were already healed, it was just the penetrating wound on his shoulder that was more serious and still bleeding.

But since he was already there, Xu Shuo bandaged him regardless.

The Traveling Poet didn’t refuse, quietly allowing the other person’s movements, simply watching the girl before him.

She bowed her head slightly, her expression serene and cool. Her walnut-colored hair fell on either side of her cheeks, contrasting with her pale, bloodless complexion, while those deep black eyes were like whirlpools.

After staring for a long while, he felt an inexplicable sense of dizziness.

Then, he seemed to smell the rose fragrance lingering around him, refreshing and pleasant, yet exceptionally alluring.

The Traveling Poet subtly shifted his gaze away towards a nearby windowsill.

The place was a riot of colors, with red moonlight spilling over the windowsill, making the already bright roses even more dazzling, as if they were emitting a faint glow.

"A trellis full of roses, a courtyard full of fragrance, bright crimson blossoming amidst the thorns."

"Ah?"

Hearing the voice, Xu Shuo, who was considering whether to tie a bow or a dead knot, paused, then looked up at him with some bewilderment.

The Traveling Poet stiffened and said with an embarrassed face, "Sorry, I was reciting poetry."

Xu Shuo: "...Oh."

They say your code name is the Traveling Poet, and it turns out you really do recite poetry...

The Traveling Poet also didn’t expect to recite poetry himself.

Just now, it was a momentary lapse, the character’s memory surged with emotion, and then a poem without head or tail slipped out of him.

This was the aftereffect of the Character Card.

Xu Shuo tied a dead knot in the bandage, the Traveling Poet’s wound was already bandaged, but the scene seemed to become awkward because of that sudden, awkward verse.

After a while, Xu Shuo packed up the medicine box and smiled, "I heard that you’ve traveled to many places and are a renowned poet, that’s pretty impressive."

The Traveling Poet tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You flatter me."

He watched the girl pack up her things, then hastily changed the subject, "Those things... I mean, the guards inside the castle, they don’t seem to be normal people, are they some kind of mechanical devices?"

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Xu Shuo frowned slightly, "They’ve been here a long time ago, in any case, as long as no one moves around the castle at night, they won’t be disturbed and attacked."

"I see. Cerys, do you know the legend of Prague?" the Traveling Poet suddenly asked.

"The legend of Prague?" Xu Shuo tilted her head curiously.

Those amber eyes were fixedly staring at the girl in front of him, the Traveling Poet said seriously, "Yes, legend has it that long ago, a knight came to Prague, and he was captivated by the princess living in the castle, and since then, they lived happily ever after."

"..."

"..."

"…Is that, is that all?"

Upon hearing this, the Traveling Poet paused, thought for a moment, and then nodded solemnly, "Yes, that’s it."

Xu Shuo: "..."

Even bedtime stories for children aren’t as brief as yours.

He smiled awkwardly yet politely, "Is that the legend of Prague? Did the princess like the knight too? If so, they must have been very happy."

The Traveling Poet narrowed his eyes, "No, the princess didn’t like the knight."

Xu Shuo’s gaze shifted slightly.

The person in front of him continued to look at him calmly and went on, "The knight threatened the princess, saying if she didn’t marry him, he would let the Holy Court’s Knight Order flatten the castle. For the sake of Prague, the princess had no choice but to agree to marry him." @@novelbin@@

Xu Shuo blinked, then countered, "Then the princess and the knight couldn’t possibly live happily ever after."

"Yes, you’re right. So the princess lured the knight into the castle, and then eradicated the Knights Legion that followed him," said the Traveling Poet, as if presenting a grave matter.

"Alex... I feel like this story doesn’t sound very pleasant."

The Traveling Poet was slightly taken aback, as the girl’s expression suddenly became serious.

She said, "I think, it should be changed to ’The knight and the princess living in the castle fell in love at first sight, and since then they lived happily ever after without anyone disturbing them.’"

After speaking, the girl widened her dark eyes and stared at him unblinkingly, as if waiting for a response.

The Traveling Poet slightly curved his lips, "Yes, you’re right."

...

But the creatures that patrolled Prague Castle at night, those with nothing but armor, were indeed the Holy Court Knights that had been buried here.

And that badge he held in his hand.

It was actually an honor badge of a Holy Court knight.

...