Throne of Magical Arcana

——Continue to ask for recommendation tickets~

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Lucien asked successfully, and smiled confidently: "There are only thirty or forty people in the East Exile who can be called big men, so it's not difficult to guess. You can't be subordinates of the nine city lords, right? If it is their subordinate, how can there be any need to hide it and refuse to report his name?"

Clinking, rapid metal clashing sound came from the back of the tavern, and the secret room seemed to be underground, the struggle of several quasi-knights made the floor of the tavern tremble slightly.

Seeing this, the guests dispersed outside one after another. They are not afraid of bloodshed, killing, or seeing battles. They have lived and traveled in exile in the East for a long time, and they have long been numb to such things and are completely indifferent. The tavern collapsed on himself.

With his hands in the pockets of his long dress, Lucien also slowly walked towards the gate of the tavern. There are many exiled people from the Shahran Empire here, and there is no shortage of guides. He and Leo are neither relatives nor friends, and even more I don't know if he offended a certain lord in the Eastern exile because of good deeds or bad deeds, so there is no need to take action to stop this matter.

Seeing Lucien leave without paying attention, the leader man who was blind in one eye raised his two-handed giant sword, looked at him suspiciously, and then continued to provoke Lucien without arrogance, but turned around to cooperate with another sword The waiter blocked the bartender and the tavern owner who came out after hearing the news. After all, from the shot just now, he can clearly judge that Lucien has the strength of an official knight. He may not dare to offend the one behind him, but if he taunts him arrogantly, he will be killed secretly and thrown into the forest. For the best.

People who live in exile in the East, if they don't have an absolutely strong background, no matter how vicious, arrogant, or arrogant, they will know how to endure and wait when facing people who are stronger than themselves, because those who don't know how to do this have all Became food for wild beasts in the forest, and material for necromancers...

This is the rule of naked sword and magic!

Lucien walked unhurriedly, watching the all-white-haired tavern owner use his sword and shield to deal with the two-handed giant sword of the leader man. Their swordsmanship skills were simple and rough, with a clear Shahran Empire style.

"You guys dare to fight at Talan Tavern! Aren't you afraid of facing the wrath of the city lords?!" The tavern owner's original strength should be a quasi-knight whose blood was stimulated by potions, but he is old and frail, and his own blood ability It seems to increase strength and agility rather than supernatural power, so the battle with the leader man who is in his prime is fierce, and the winner is decided in a short time. But to be able to open a tavern in the Eastern exile, there must be the support of big people behind it.

The leader man slashed the huge sword with both hands, blocked by the shield, and quickly hit back with the hilt of the sword, stopped the tavern owner's long sword, and took the opportunity to sneer: "If we didn't find Leo, of course we wouldn't dare to do it at Talan Tavern, but now Lei Ou is hiding in your secret room! He is the bastard who offended our young master severely, even if there is a meeting of the lords, the city lords will not say anything, at most ask us to compensate for the loss of your tavern!"

At this time, most of the customers in the tavern had already run out, and the previously crowded hall became sparsely populated. Lucien walked halfway, and suddenly heard a loud noise, and the entire gate flew back in pieces, smashing several drunkards Bloody head.

Turning his head just right, avoiding the fragments of the door, Lucien saw a large group of people walking in the door. Most of them wore black scale armor similar to the style of the one-eyed man. The leader was a young man with an off-white cigar in his mouth. Same, wearing a white shirt, a brown vest, a black double-breasted frock coat, and a tall top hat of the same color in a very "Holm taste", with a thin face, a high nose bridge, and good looks, but black eyebrows are messy , with an unruly and cold face.

On both sides of him stood a dangerous man, the one on the left was of the same Holm style, short in stature, with shiny leather shoes, cold and heartless light gray eyes, while on the right was a tall and strong man, wearing a brown leather armor casually, with thick muscles , Every step I took made the floor creak.

The young man looked around the lobby of the tavern, found a chair at the door and sat down. He stretched out his right hand, and a beautiful blonde woman knelt down in front of him and helped him untie the cufflinks. His expression was stupefied, and he was wearing a light blue long dress in the style of the Trian court, with a white flower on his chest.

"Sir Arolim, please go and help catch Leo." The young man ordered with a smile on his face. After several days of hunting, he was finally going to catch the guy who ruined his good deeds, which made him unable to fully vent his anger. All the anger burned again.

The short Yarolim said in a calm tone, "Yes, Master Warren."

With a light kick on his shiny black leather shoes, his whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the back of the tavern. At the same time, he unreservedly exuded the aura of a knight. All right, block Lucien's path.

When Lucien squeezed out from the crowd and approached the gate, Alorim had already walked back with Leo. This is not because the strength of a quasi knight is far lower than that of a formal knight. For example, Lucien did not take the "blood" He was able to rely on his agility to fight against ordinary knights before using the "purifier", but Leo was surrounded by several other quasi-knights, so he couldn't resist an official knight after a long battle.

Seeing that Leo was arrested, the tavern owner and bartender gave up the fight with the one-eyed man and other swordsmen, and stood not far away with a shield and long sword, thinking about how to intercede and how much it would cost.

Lucien looked at Leo with a little curiosity. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair who was struggling in Yarolim's hands. His appearance was haggard and miserable, his eyes were tightly closed, and the corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles.

Boom, Arolim threw Leo in front of the young man Warren.

There was a layer of black flame burning on Leo's body, as if it had swallowed all his strength, making it impossible for him to even try to get up.

Warren leaned forward, stretched out his right hand with a sinister smile, and slapped Leo's face vigorously: "Mr. Leo, it's very nice to see you again, what do you want to say to me?" His shallow The blue eyes are full of tyranny.

Leo opened his eyes with difficulty, the cloudy green pupils were full of pain and despair, but he didn't regret it at all: "Master Warren, I just reminded that noble lady not to be deceived by you, you are the name of the place in exile in the East. Loud human traffickers, are there fewer humans, elves, dwarves, and orcs sent to the Shahran Empire through your training? If you have the strength to destroy the caravan, I have no choice but to watch you ruin the caravan. A noble lady, but you didn't..."

Warren was dangerous and introverted, retracted his right hand, and smiled kindly: "Mr. Leo, you are really a good person."

As soon as the words fell, he kicked his right leg hard and kicked Leo's abdomen, causing Leo to curl up like a shrimp, screaming in pain.

Stretching his right foot in front of the blond beauty and letting her polish the upper carefully, Warren touched his chin: "Actually, I am very puzzled, Leo, why do you want to spoil my affairs? You and that noble lady I didn’t know her before, why did you take such a big risk to remind her? Could it be that you, an old guy, have taken a fancy to her? Hey, although she is indeed very beautiful.”

Leo coughed violently, and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "This is my principle. Since I have encountered it and I have the ability to stop it, I can't watch a curious girl fall into the abyss."

"Hey, Mr. Leo, you are really a man with chivalry. It's a pity that you are not a real knight. You have no principles but you can only be stepped on by a vicious villain like me." Warren right footed from the arms of the blonde beauty. Take it back, step on Leo's head, and grind him hard, and at the same time add a sentence, "The whole family can only be killed and escape here."

Leo was reminded of the sad past, and there was a roaring sound in his throat, like a dying beast, making the surrounding adventurers feel their own sadness.

Warren turned his gaze to the tavern owner: "You don't need to speak, because the guy who dares to destroy my affairs must have a miserable enough end, so as to maintain my majesty and deter other bastards. I am not just a cat or a dog. Someone who makes up his mind."

He was so dangerous that the owner of the tavern was stunned, unable to speak, and then he turned his head and ordered: "Beat him hard first, cut off his limbs after the beating, and hang them on the wooden frame outside the city gate. The wild dogs came at night and devoured him bit by bit."

Warren said as he let go of the foot on Leo's head and kicked him towards the one-eyed man.

The one-eyed man waited to hold Leo down, and hit him hard with his huge fist.

At this moment, there was the sound of someone knocking on the door. They subconsciously stopped and looked back in amazement. They saw the young man with short black hair, brown pupils, a monocle, and clothes similar to Warren's. The man walked out of the crowd and stomped on the floor a few times with his leather shoes, simulating the sound of knocking on the door.

Warren, Yarolim, the tavern owner and others looked over and saw the young man smiling and saying, "Gentlemen, good afternoon."

It seemed that he didn't understand what was going on at all!

But Warren was not careless. Pressing the doubts and weirdness in his heart, he said solemnly and grimly: "Sir, we don't know each other? I hope your answer can satisfy me."

Although Warren has a good father, has a strong influence, and has always been arrogant and vicious, he is not an idiot. The other party dared to stand up after seeing the strength of Yarolim and others, which shows that he probably has a certain amount of confidence. Therefore, he did not turn his face directly and asked his subordinates to arrest him, but asked a question cautiously first.

Of course, if the other party doesn't know how to advance or retreat, in the East Exile, Warren doesn't have many people to fear!

Lucien pointed to Leo, and it flew up suddenly, flying to Lucien's side: "Mr. Warren, I need to hire Leo for something, so let's settle your grievances after completing my task. "

The tone is flat, as ordered.

Regardless of his own danger, Leo must stick to his principles and help that noble lady. This made Lucien dispel the idea of ​​leaving, because it is a relatively dangerous thing to cross the Shahran Empire by himself. If the hired person is used to betraying and deceiving , it might as well be hiding all the time. As for a principled quasi-knight like Leo, if he signed a contract and he had saved his life, then the possibility of him betraying him would be very, very small.

In other words, people who can stick to their principles are often more trustworthy than those who put their interests first. From the employer's point of view, it is self-evident who to choose, even if it is a little troublesome.

So, sometimes, noble character is not useless, it may save your life.