Chapter 113 The situation in Mokou Town


Chapter 113 The Situation in Mokou Town

Just as Brian was secretly planning his next actions in his mind, the half-elf bard sitting on the chair interrupted his meditation.

"Hello, my wizard friend, let me introduce myself. My name is Elend Windfall, a poet from Susar City." He came back to his senses and saw the bard. Put down the wine in your hand and look at yourself with a smile.

Ellend Windfall?

Brian's mind quickly recalled many well-known bards in Susar City, and found that there was no such person at all. He immediately replied: "My name is Bryan, and I am also from Susar City. .”

"Your name is Brian?" The half-elf poet who called himself Elend's expression changed when he heard this, and the wine he was holding almost sloshed out due to his excitement.

When the wanderer Tuka and the warrior Lando saw the poet's appearance, there was also a hint of surprise in their expressions.

Seeing the other person's change after hearing his name, Brian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He could clearly feel that the half-elf poet seemed to have heard of his name.

But his expression didn't look like he had met an acquaintance. It felt more like he had found a stranger he had been looking for for a long time.

For a moment, he was a little confused.

After all, this was his first time back on the surface. Except for the golden elves Severil and Hesiah he met in the Underdark, he didn't seem to have had contact with any surface people.

"Yes, my name is Brian." He looked at the poet calmly and nodded slightly.

"Sorry to make you laugh." The bard looked at everyone and explained with a smile:

"In fact, I also have a friend named Brian, we came from Susa Unknowingly, fifteen years have passed since we parted ways in Ercheng. Thanks to the blessing of the goddess of luck, I realized that I missed this friend so much. So, when I suddenly heard the same name and city, I was instantly moved. There was no reaction.”

"It's only when you look carefully that you realize."

The poet took a sip of wine and joked: "You can't be my long-lost friend, because you are much more handsome than him."
< br>"Tch!" Lando glanced at Brian and curled his lips. The wanderer beside him quickly winked at him, lest he say the next thing.

Brian looked at the poet who was talking and laughing freely, with an expression that asked you to believe it or not, and said calmly, "Windfall? I seem to remember that there is such a surname in Susar City, but if If my memory serves me well, this family is all about making bread.”

“Perhaps I am the first person in this family to take my hands out of dough.”

The poet responded with a smile, "But let the past go. My past is best thrown into the oven. I don't want the dough to ruin my hands. Not only do I have to live and practice, but I also have to show my past in this world." A poet's talent."

"It's so shameless."

Ignoring the wanderer's look, Lando, a warrior on the side, suddenly added, "The people of the Windfall family rely on honest labor. Earn your own surname, and do you have even a little flour on your hands?"

"Of course not, after all, I found a more suitable path."

Ellend. I couldn't help but look at my hands and recalled: "However, after you reminded me, I suddenly missed the Orc Tavern next to the family bakery. Do you still remember the taste of 'Orc' bacon?"


"Is this bacon made from orc meat?" Wanderer Tuka asked curiously.

"No, this is not made by orcs, but made by half-orcs." Brian replied: "A half-orc named Haug was the first to discover this kind of salted pork strips. The spicy recipe, you can almost smell the fragrance from a hundred feet away."

He knew that the poet was testing him, and he was already prepared for it.

Because he never weaves lies that cannot withstand scrutiny.

“That’s right.” Elend’s bright silver eyes flashed and he answered:

"Orcs sometimes call it 'Gruush Pork,' seasoned with black pepper and garlic. And halflings might pour some maple syrup to smooth the edges. Neither is optimal, in my opinion."

"That's because the half-orc Haug has long forgotten his original intention and replaced the pork from the Doomsday Dome with domestic pigs raised in Daotan Town. Naturally, the original taste cannot be tasted." Brian Look at the poet and speak in a suggestive tone.

At this moment, he had confirmed that there was no problem with the poet's origin, but his instinct told him that the other party had a big problem.

Could it be the Harper?

Brian felt vaguely that his guess was correct.

After all, Mokou Town is controlled by Sanlin Pagoda. Their mortal enemy, the Harper Scout with a strong sense of justice, will definitely be unable to bear the loneliness and want to get involved.

If that were the case, it would have saved him a lot of trouble searching for them.

The Harpers, the interventionists from the mainland, are a group of insane idealists. It would be very lively if they participated in the battle to overthrow the rule of Mokou Town.

"Yes, this smell is just like the current Mokou Town. I can no longer feel the original smell." The poet said with emotion.

When Brian heard this, his expression changed. He changed the topic and asked curiously: "Mr. Fengba, from what you just said, I can feel that you seem to have a certain interest in Natasha from the City of Shadows. The lady understands very well.”

In fact, he knew better than the other party. The reason why he asked this was just to test him and see if he was a Harper scout.

Tuka and Lando also pricked up their ears and pretended to listen carefully.

Obviously, they are also interested in this bride.

“As a poet, it is my duty to collect knowledge everywhere.” Elend put down the half-filled glass of wine in his hand and said:

“Whether it’s because of curiosity or because of This lady is about to hold a wedding in Mokou Town, and we will face her soon, so there is no harm in talking about it. But please believe me, the more you hear, the more scared you will be after seeing it. "


"She can't eat people, right?"

The wanderer Tuka said curiously: "I heard that this lady from the Yinhun City has been transformed into a Yinhun. Is there anything under the Yinhun? Cold and wet, like ice cubes.”

Hearing Tuka’s question, Brian suddenly recalled something interesting.

There are indeed some players who have tried it out of curiosity.

It is said that after trying it, it directly left a shadow in my heart, and even affected the real world, causing me to not raise my head for more than half a year.

"No, this beautiful lady is not a ghost. As for whether she is cold and wet, I suggest you try it yourself and you will know." Ellender finished speaking seriously, looked around, deliberately lowered his voice, and said to everyone :

“But I heard that this bride likes to feed her dragon beast pet with live people and bathe it with the hot blood of virgins to keep the skin smooth and soft, and her desire is particularly strong.”< br>
The poet paused deliberately, and then whispered vividly, "She has been hanging out with the Bedai barbarians for too long, and is used to being ridden by stallions. She feels that men are not powerful enough.

She is not only She kills without blinking an eye, is also a madman, likes to perform blood sacrifices, lies as naturally as breathing, and turns against her faster than turning over a book. She tears up treaties and tortures envoys. She is a madman like her father. After all, this is determined by blood. "

Although the poet in front of him, like an ordinary bard, likes to spread all kinds of gossip in a magical way, in Brian's opinion, at least a few points he said are very correct.

Bathing with hot blood is not to keep the skin smooth and soft, but because of the sequelae of the shadow spell practiced by the other party. Brian also agreed with tearing up treaties and torturing envoys.

In the game world, he had the honor to hear about the history of Mokou Town.

Among the most famous events, in addition to the red dragon attack in the Year of Flame and Despair ten years ago, which led to the fall of the town from the Kingdom of Cormyr, there was also a horrific bloody wedding.

No, it should be called the Shadow Wedding.

There is no doubt that the protagonist of the wedding is Miss Natasha from Ghost City.

The other party is not only a shadow mentor who has reached the fourth level of strength, but her father is also one of the twelve ghost princes.

Originally, Mokou Town was jointly managed by the Sanlin Pagoda Society and the town’s richest man, a businessman from Cormyr, Graal.

But with the intervention of the City of Shadows, Natasha and Graal's son were married in the name of marriage.

As a result, on the night of the wedding, the bride Natasha tore up the treaty and set up a shadow circle at the merchant Graal's manor. All the guards and mercenaries in the entire manor were transformed overnight. Became an undead creature.

From then on, Mokou Town became the territory of Sanlin Pagoda Society and Yinhun City.

In the end, during another demonic dragon rebellion, the two forces seemed to make some concessions, causing the forces of the Dragon Worship Cult to join Mokou Town.

Brian was not sure whether the poet was revealing this information to him intentionally or unintentionally.

However, when he saw the increasingly ugly expressions of the rogue Tuka and the warrior Lando, he suddenly realized that these two guys might have had ulterior motives in inviting him to the wedding.

"It seems that you really know this bride from the City of Shadows very well." Brian looked at the poet, thought about it, and then said: "Then I am very curious, what do you know about Sanlin Tower?" How much does Lord Angus know?”

After asking this question, he glanced at the rogue and the warrior inadvertently, and saw that these two guys looked uninterested.

The warrior named Lando was even immersed in the description of Natasha, and his face became increasingly ugly.

"Are you referring to Lord Angus, the Heron Knight?" The bard put down his wine glass, smiled slightly, and looked into Brian's eyes with his eyes that were like molten silver.

"Of course, I have long heard that herons are the most royal animals." Brian took a sip of wine and said pointedly.

Angus, the heron knight, belongs to the Sanlin Towers and is also Bane's black guard.

He has a hundred powerful heron cavalry under his command. They wear black armor and steel helmets with a heron feather swaying in the wind.

Many of these cavalry have served as Bane's priests and blackguards.

In addition to these one hundred cavalry, the lord of Mokou Town also hired around 1,000 mercenaries, mainly the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group.

Brian guessed that the fundamental reason why the merchant Graal married the City of Shadows was because of the pressure from the Sanlin Towers, which pushed him to this point.

So, he was curious about what role the Sanlin Tower people played in the Shadow Wedding.

"Standing on one foot and eating frogs is called Wang's style?" The wanderer curled his lips in disdain.

“Yes, I think so too, the heron is very timid.” Elend, the half-elf poet, also said disdainfully:

“Once, my friend and I I went hunting and found a group of herons feasting on tadpoles and small fish in the shallows. It looked quite majestic, but when they saw the falcon passing by, they were so frightened that they seemed to have encountered a giant dragon, and they ran for their lives in panic. I also Let my friend shoot one down. It tastes like a duck, but it has too little fat to taste."

"What about the richest businessman Gral?" Brian asked next.

If the other party is really a Harper scout, the meaning of his words will be obvious.

At this moment, Brian had almost confirmed the other party's identity.

The only thing that puzzles me is why the poet told him these things.

When he knew his name, why did he show that expression, and his attitude obviously changed from cold to enthusiastic.

Could it be that the person she asked Harper to scout is looking for her?

Brian finally realized the problem. He felt that if he had time, he would definitely find an opportunity to have a good talk with the poet.

"In fact, the most famous thing in Mokou Town is Grall." The poet inadvertently glanced at the warrior Lando and said with a smile:

"This is a super fat man who likes to wear a black coat and white trousers. He was so fat that he couldn't stand up without help and couldn't even control his excretion, so he always had a smell of urine, which no matter how thick the perfume he put on, he couldn't cover it up."< br>
"Fart! You smell like urine! Why are you talking?"

Soldier Lando couldn't sit still, slapped his palm on the table, and the wine glass banged. The drinkers around him became quiet and looked here involuntarily.

Originally Brian was still thinking about the meaning of the poet's words.

Seeing the red-faced and thick-necked look of the irritable young man, he immediately realized that the other party deliberately said these words to anger Lando.

He recalled the change in Lando's expression when the poet talked about Miss Natasha in the City of Shadows, then the Heron Knight and the Fat Catfish, as well as the fact that the other party invited them to the wedding, and he finally figured it out The reason why.

If his predictions are correct, this irritable young man is likely to be another tragic male protagonist in 'Shadow Wedding'.

Of course, he may not realize it yet.

He secretly regretted why he didn't find out the name of the leading actor in the wedding.

"It's a joke, it's a joke." Elend stretched out his hand and motioned for him to sit down, "Young people, don't be so impulsive, you can't stand the joke."

"Sit down quickly, you are not inviting us to participate "Is it for your wedding?" He said in a low voice, "Do you think so, Mr. Lando?"

The red-faced warrior froze and was dragged by the wanderer beside him. Sit back.

"Yes, in addition to asking me to hire poets, my father also asked me to invite as many wizards as possible to support my wedding." Lando's expression softened and he waited for everyone's attention. When they were all transferred, he whispered angrily.

"Sir Brian, what do you think?" Tuka the Wanderer said cautiously.

"I have no problem." Brian nodded and said, "However, before the wedding starts, I need to see Mr. Graal first."

(End of Chapter)



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