The next day, Aknaiz Houhai District.
The Chocobo car carrying Peter stopped at the entrance of a residential area near the sea.
"Sir, I'll take you here at most. The mountains in front are rich and aristocratic. There are traffic controls, and ordinary operating vehicles are not allowed to enter..."
"Then get off here."
After paying the money, Peter got out of the car and started walking with his newly bought sword in his arms.
Ahead is a hilly area several miles long, with the gentle side connected to the sea, facing east and west.
The mountain stretches upwards and is lined with green trees. Villas covering a large area are distributed among them. Private gardens and outdoor swimming pools can be seen everywhere. A road paved with basalt that can accommodate six large horses running abreast winds through the mountains. Tall and strange ancient southern trees and precious flowers collected from all over the world are planted on both sides.
The lights were on before it got dark, and just at sunset, the waves were lapping at the coast, and the huge sunset half-sinked at the end of the field of vision, dyeing the entire sky a magnificent orange-red. The golden waves on the sea level are like a link, connecting the flaming clouds on the horizon with the splendid mansions on the hillside, magnificent and shocking.
"Ghost..." Peter sighed as he looked at the sunset over the sea facing the hillside. "If I can live here, I won't be hung to death by street lights ten times."
Peter walked along this exaggeratedly wide road toward the mountain.
The sea breeze was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, and there were almost no pedestrians along the way. This pedestrian path that few people use is also paved with exquisite kiln bricks. It is indeed the rich area with the most expensive land in Aknaiz.
Houhai Hill is sandwiched between the Inner City and the Outer City, and you can reach the Qianhai District of the Inner City by crossing it. This is one of the best places to view the sea in the entire city, but it is monopolized by private individuals and civilians are not allowed to enter at will.
People who can own real estate in Houshan Hill are either rich or noble, and the largest manor on the top of Houhai Hill is the home of Earl Cavendish.
After walking for about ten minutes, Peter came to a huge arch halfway up the mountain. Through the arch, he could see the mansion hidden in the forest.
But there is a guard box under the arch, which is like a security room at the gate of the community.
When the people inside saw someone approaching, two police officers armed with flintlock guns came out immediately and stopped Peter.
"What are you here for?"
This was actually not a security guard. They were wearing regular police uniforms, with the police badge of Ron Kingdom on their shoulders. They were tall and burly, and even had the resolute temperament of soldiers.
"Adventurer, accept the mission here and come to defeat the evil spirits."
The police officer took a look at Peter. He was dressed like a standard adventurer in a cloak, leather armor, and a very old sword.
"Did the Earl of Cavendish call him?" He also heard about the evil spirits in the Earl's house.
"Yes, my name is Peter."
So the police officer motioned to his companion to contact him, and he continued the investigation.
"Bring out your ID card, adventurer's license, and guild's mission contract and show them to me."
"..."
Peter was speechless. Is the investigation so strict?
"I lost my ID card, I didn't bring my license, and my companion has the mission contract."
The police officer's eyelids twitched and he didn't need to test anymore. He was really an adventurer.
This is what those rogue adventurers in the city are like.
Sell ID cards to others for fraud, money laundering, and smuggling. Replace it as soon as it is sold, and then sell it after the replacement is completed, which is a pure and stable income. When interrogated, they said they had lost their ID cards, and the police couldn't do anything to them because their faces looked exactly like the person in front of them.
Would the Earl's family look for something like this to get rid of spirits?
suspicious.
The police officer's eyes became evil.
"Lost it? Then wait here. If the Earl's family didn't invite you, I would have spent the night in jail tonight."
Peter shrugged, whatever.
Unexpectedly, just a while later, a carriage came from the mountain at lightning speed and stopped in front of the arch.
The car door opened, and a silver-haired old man wearing a suit and vest jumped out of the car. He hurried to the guard box and looked around.
The police officer was startled, trotted over quickly, took off his hat and saluted:
"Good evening, Lord Frey. How may I help you?"
There are not many nobles in Ron Kingdom, there are two dukes, five marquises, and more than thirty earls. Almost all of them are famous after their founding achievements. The meticulously combed old man with his silver hair in front of him was Earl Cavendish's butler, a figure who was on par with the police chief.
"Where's Mr. Peter?" Frey asked seriously.
"Huh? This...he, who is Peter..."
The police officer stuttered, was he really the one he found just now?
Peter walked slowly in through the arch and said hello.
"Hello, I'm Peter."
Frey was stunned.
Is the young man in rags in front of me a platinum-level adventurer?
But he hesitated for a moment. After all, he was introduced to Hogwarts by top students, and he had faith in the reputation of that school.
Frey extended his hand enthusiastically and said with a smile:
"I am the steward of Earl Cavendish's mansion. You can call me Old Frey."
Peter stretched out his hand to shake his hand, walked past the dumbfounded police officer, and got into the ornately decorated carriage with Frey.
"Finally, I've been waiting for you. Your Excellency, the Earl, will return to Aknaits in three days, but there are ghosts in the house. It really makes me sleepless and sleepless... Get in the car first, Mr. Harry is already at the top of the mountain. Waiting."
This old man is so well-educated that he doesn't look down on himself because of his dressing up.
Peter couldn't help but have a slightly changed view of the nobility of this world.
The carriage drove on a smooth road without feeling any bumps. The wide and soft sofa seats were far more comfortable than a Chocobo car, and even compared to commercial vehicles on Earth.
"Mr. Peter, I leave it to you to defeat the evil spirits."
Frey looked a little anxious.
"...I'll do my best. If it's just an ordinary ghost, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Hey... This old house has been almost unoccupied for fifteen years, but I didn't expect it to be taken over by an evil spirit."
Frey blamed himself:
"It's all my negligence. I should arrange for a security guard to be stationed here permanently."
"I don't know who this evil spirit was in life. Three groups of silver adventurers were defeated by him. There was even an adventure group of five people... I found another major from the military, but I didn't expect that I was still defeated. .”
Peter frowned. Sure enough, there was something fishy about this.
"What strength does that major have?"
"Last year, Ron, a naval officer, ranked tenth in the competition. He was not inferior to ordinary golden adventurers... You know, it is not easy to find powerful adventurers in Aknaiz City. I heard that the officer lost. After that, no one dared to take on this task.”
"It will take at least a week to recruit experts from other cities, but the earl will be back soon... Well, it's good that you and Mr. Harry are there, otherwise the earl will return to his hometown, but his hometown will be taken over by evil spirits. I really I have no face to face her..."
As he talked, the carriage drove to the top of the mountain, and the outline of the manor appeared at the end of the road.
The sun has set, and the street lights are on one after another. However, for some reason, there is no light on the top of the entire Houhai hill. The surrounding street lights seem to be broken, and none of them are bright.
After the carriage came closer, the horse pulling the carriage seemed to dare not take another step forward. No matter how much the coachman whipped, he just paced uneasily in place.
"This is obviously a military horse. I don't know what happened recently. It refuses to go forward when it reaches the door of the house. I'm afraid it's because of the evil spirit..."
"It's okay, just come here and I'll walk over."
Peter got out of the car and frowned as he looked at the dark and gloomy manor in front of him.
"Where is Harry?"
"Here it is."
Suddenly, Harry's voice came from next to him.
Peter turned his head, and even though he was mentally strong, he was frightened and took two steps back.
"...fuck!"
A thick armor made of fine steel stood silently beside him.
