Chapter 170, Suspended Sword
The city main hall is spacious and bright.
There is an incense burner burning incense placed on the wooden table in front of him, emitting bursts of fragrance.
The blue curtains were drawn to block the dazzling afternoon sun.
The bandit's head has been taken away by the guards, and Fang Hao and An Jia are waiting for the arrival of Lord Purul.
After sitting like this, I waited for twenty minutes.
Fang Hao was killing time looking at the Book of Lords, but An Jia couldn't sit still.
There were mutterings on the side, cursing that the city lord here took himself too seriously, and would bring the Bone Dragon over tomorrow and rip off his house.
Tap tap tap!
As a sound of footsteps sounded, the sound of armor rubbing against each other came from the corridor nearby, which became clearer.
Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a blue embroidered robe walked in with two guards.
The man looked to be close to fifty years old. His hair was combed back and his thick beard was neatly trimmed. His brows were slightly furrowed, but his eyes were also looking at the two young people sitting in the living room.
This is the lord of Purul City, Cyril.
[Chongya-Cyril (Blue Level 5 Hero)]
As soon as Cyril entered the door, a smile appeared on his lips and he said kindly: "So, these two young men are the heroes who killed the bandit leader."
"Yes, Lord City Lord, these two are the ones who came with the heads." The guard on the side replied.
During the twenty minutes that Fang Hao and others waited.
The cronies of the City Lord's Palace went to Bushangtavik's residence and the tavern to find out the identities of Fang Hao and An Jia.
From the words of Tavik and his young daughter, they learned that Fang Hao had a large army.
and command of the military.
The younger daughter was blindfolded, but her ears could still hear a lot of information.
At the same time, Tavik also gave some guesses of his own.
For example, Fang Hao may be the young master of a big family. He can set up a factory based on his interest and mobilize a large number of people in the family.
There was similar news in the tavern. I spent 1,000 gold to buy a dagger that just looked good.
With all kinds of information, Cyril also began to guess that a young man from a big family.
Therefore, the first sentence of the opening contains the common rhetoric among nobles.
"Lord City Lord." As a courtesy, Fang Hao stood up and smiled.
An Jia glanced at it and stood up reluctantly.
"Haha, okay, sit down, no need to be so polite." Cyril nodded with satisfaction and sat down on the main seat.
Fang Hao also sat back down.
The servants brought drinks and some local pastries that Fang Hao had never seen before.
It should be specially made by Purul City.
"My name is Cyril and I am the city lord here. What do you call me?" Cyril asked pretending not to know.
"Fang Hao, this is my guard An Jia." Fang Hao introduced himself.
"Oh, then Mr. Fang Hao, can you tell me how you learned about the bandits and how you eliminated them?" Cyril leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to listen to the story.
Fang Hao smiled slightly, it was not difficult to make up a story.
"I don't know, City Lord, do you know Mr. Tarvik?"
"I know, the cloth merchant in the city, why does this matter still have something to do with him?"
"The day before yesterday, I took my family team on an adventure in the mountains and forests, and accidentally rescued Tavik's real-life little daughter. After returning the little girl to Mr. Tavik's hands, I went to the tavern to sit for a while. Later, I saw the reward on the notice board in the tavern, so I took the soldiers..."
"...I don't know which village those bandits plundered. Just as they returned to the camp, they were uprooted by my people and their heads were brought to you."
When telling stories, half-truths and half-falsehoods are the most true.
Bringing in some people or things that the other party is familiar with will make your story more believable.
Tarvik, there's a bounty on the tavern.
No matter whether the other party didn't know Fang Hao before, after these two things come out, the credibility of the story will be much improved.
After listening to Fang Hao's story, Cyril picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
His eyes glanced at Fang Hao and An Jia from time to time.
The story is complete and credible. At the same time, I also confirm in my heart that Fang Hao has a backer.
The rewards in the tavern are only for the residents.
1,000 gold is not enough money to mobilize the army to suppress the bandits, otherwise it would not have been hanging on for so long.
He took it and it was successful.
It seems that the family is also looking for an opportunity to give this young master a chance to hone his skills, and money is not a big deal.
"Lord City Lord? Lord Cyril?" Fang Hao shouted softly when he saw the other party holding a glass of wine in a daze.
I thought to myself, this old man must not be ill, why is he still looking straight?
"Oh, I understand." Cyril turned around and said sideways to the guard on the side: "Bring the bounty."
"It's the Lord of the City."
One of the guards retreated to collect the bounty.
"By the way, which city does Mr. Fang Hao live in? What does his family do..." Cyril asked as if chatting.
Fang Hao replied, making up nonsense. The city was located in the northwest of Purul City, and his family did some grocery business.
The two chatted for a while, and Fang Hao's eyes fell on a weapon on the display cabinet in the hall.
This is a stabbing sword with a snow-white blade and dazzling hilt.
Fang Hao noticed it very early.
"Sir Cyril, this weapon is beautifully made." Fang Hao stood up and walked to the sword naturally.
"Of course it's beautiful. It's a good collection." Cyril said.
"Can I..." Fang Hao asked if he could pick it up and take a look.
"Please."
Fang Hao held the hilt of the sword with one hand, gently supported the sword body with the other hand, and took the stabbing sword into his hand.
[Remission of crime stabbing sword (purple)]
【Type: Rapier】
[Damage: Level 3 damage]
(Description: A stabbing sword that killed its owner. It is rumored that anyone who gets this stabbing sword will die in pain.)
It was indeed a reprieve.
The information from the storyteller in the tavern last time was correct. The city lord did have a mitigating sword.
"The charm of this sword does not lie in its appearance, but in the story behind it." Cyril also came over and stood beside Fang Hao.
Fang Hao was too embarrassed to say that he had heard the story, so he could only ask: "Oh? What story?"
"There are a total of twelve swords of the same workmanship, and their owner was a once famous countess..."
Cyril was narrating on the side, telling stories similar to those of a tavern storyteller.
Although there are some differences, the overall trend is still the same.
when!
At this time, the guard who went to collect the bounty came back again, with a wooden box in his hand containing 1,000 golden human gold coins.
"Lord City Lord, the bounty has been collected." the guard said.
"Well." Cyril looked at Fang Hao, "This is the bounty, click on it."
Fang Hao just took the gold coins and did not count the amount.
Still looking at the rapier, he asked directly: "I like this rapier very much. I wonder if Lord Cyril can part with it. Of course, the price is easy to talk about." (End of Chapter)