Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 92 Little Devil

"Sir Tix, hello." Under the guidance of the guards, Brian entered a warm room, looked at the middle-aged man sitting by the fireplace, bowed casually, and greeted him.

"Excuse me, do we know each other?" The middle-aged man whom Brian called Sir Tix was stunned for a moment and looked up at him in confusion.

After finishing speaking, he scratched the thin short brown hair on top of his head in confusion, looked at Brian carefully, and said, "My lord half-elf, are you an adventurer?"

"Oh, damn it! I don't like riddles."

Sir Tix cast his dissatisfied eyes at the guard standing at the door, keeping a certain distance from Brian, and said with a serious face:
"Tell me, what is the half-elf dressed up by this adventurer doing? I don't remember that I have such a distant relative."

"Your Magistrate." The guard hesitated, pointed at Brian, and said with lingering fear, "He is a murderer. He kicked Baron James to death."

"Gods, good death! He deserved it..." The sheriff clapped his hands in praise, and immediately realized that it was obviously very inappropriate to say this on such an occasion.

So he quickly stopped talking, looked at the guard at the door, and reprimanded him with a cold face in formulaic language:

"An adventurer, and a half-elf, killed our honorable Lord Jaime, damn it! He's guilty of capital crimes, he's going to be tied up, and he's fine with smashing his head on the spot. And you're taking him as a guest Please come to my office politely, you haven’t even unloaded your weapon, what’s going on?!”

The more he talked, the more he felt something was wrong, Sir Tix finally smelled something bad.

He originally wanted to stand up, but he sat back abruptly, looking at the calm Brian vigilantly.

"We can't beat him." The guard panicked, and quickly explained: "Sir, it's none of our business, he came here to see you by name, I thought..."

Brian listened to their conversation with interest like an outsider, without saying a word.

"Idiot! Then you can't just send him here like this." The sheriff yelled at the guards: "Is there no dungeon in Jinyu City? Even if there is no dungeon, there should be a gallows in the vegetable market, right?"

"Forget it, you guys go down." Sir Tix waved his hand helplessly and ordered the guards.

Afterwards, he looked at Brian who was standing straight in place, scratched the short, thin hair on top of his head in distress, pondered for a while, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "This adventurer, we need to have a good talk, Please sit down."

Brian sat down on the chair under the vigilant and nervous gaze of the other party.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Tix, the sheriff of Golden Feather City." Sir Tix threw a log into the fireplace, looked at the flames, and said:

"You look like an adventurer who hunts monsters for a living. So, do you have a name? This will make communication easier."

"My name is Brian." Brian said, "As you guessed, I am indeed an adventurer who hunts monsters for a living."

"Brian?" Sir Tix frowned, always feeling that the name was a bit familiar, "It's an elf's name, but judging from your accent, it sounds more like it comes from Tigrela. So, you are a Tigre." Gerila?"

"That's right, I am indeed from Tegrila, a knowledgeable Sheriff." Brian said calmly.

"Gods! I said, why does your name sound so familiar?" Sir Tix suddenly realized, and quickly moved the stool, keeping a distance from Brian, and continued:
"It turns out that you are the adventurer who killed the Manticore on the King's Road a few days ago, a Tigrila with equal emphasis on swordsmanship and magic.

I heard yesterday that that bitch manticore sits in the middle of the King's Road like a stinky sock that plugs the spout, and can't get through.Fortunately, the first person it killed was a knight in full armor. The manticore, who couldn't take off his clothes, could only gnaw on the armor with great difficulty, and he gnawed on it all night. I really want to see the manticore with my own eyes. how..."

"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense, Sir Tix." Brian looked at the eloquent sheriff and interrupted his conversation.

"I'm very sorry." Sir Tix gave him an apologetic look, and said:

"I dreamed of being an adventurer who hunted monsters for a living since I was a child, but I couldn't help it. My father was a rancher, and he was very rich. He drove me to Golden Feather City with a whip Studying, and finally, somehow, I became a politician.”

"So, you should thank your father, he is a rancher with great vision." Brian frowned and replied casually.

"Foresight! If he was so far-sighted, he wouldn't drink himself to death. Besides, he sent me to study in the distant Golden Feather City, not for my future, but for marrying a man of my age. My wife is as old as me, so no one will disturb his two-person world."

Sir Tix complained indignantly. When he noticed Brian's unfriendly gaze, he shrank his eyes, immediately raised his face skillfully, and said seriously: "Okay, Brian, this is the end of the chat."

After finishing speaking, he moved his chair again, opened the distance between him and Brian again, then cleared his throat, and continued:

"Although you are a respectable adventurer, you are still very happy-at least I think so. You killed that Baron James who only walked birds and teased dogs, and yelled about his ancestors' wealth all day long, but you violated The laws of the Kingdom of West.

So, before I throw you, a murderer, into the dungeon, I want to hear what else you have to say. How dare you kill Lord Jaime?People like you will be hanged on the gallows in the vegetable market on the spot.However, I am a fair person. Before I am convicted, I can listen to your feeble defense, or... Last words, let me tell you. "

After Sir Tix finished speaking, he looked nervously at Brian, who was sitting on the chair, motionless like a stone sculpture.

Obviously, he was very worried about the other party's sudden violent attack.

"This is a letter of recommendation from Duke Silver Griffin. Take a look at it for yourself." With a thought, Brian floated out an etched parchment scroll from his arms, and then flew silently to the Sheriff.

Tix looked startled, stretched out his finger, and poked tentatively at the sheepskin scroll floating in front of him. After finding nothing unusual, he carefully took it into his hand.

Brian leaned back in his chair, waiting patiently.

"So that's what happened." Sir Tix snorted, looked at the silver griffin emblem on the sheepskin scroll, and said:

"I should have thought that you are not only a monster hunter with superb sword skills, but also a wizard who is proficient in magic. You must also know a lot about mysterious and supernatural phenomena. In my opinion, traveling like you Adventurers in the mainland, your knowledge is at least much richer than those old wizards who just stay at home and wait to die."

"However." Sir Tix paused for a while, and then said: "Brian, you should understand that recommendations are recommendations, but the law is the law. I am a sheriff, so now, my first and most concerned It is the law of Jinyu City, you killed people within the scope of my jurisdiction, this is absolutely not allowed, do you know?"

"I don't care, as long as the magistrate is happy." Brian leaned back in the chair, crossed his legs, shrugged with a smile, and said meaningfully:
"However, if because of your due diligence, you miss an opportunity to save Princess Kearni. Then, please believe me, the angry old king will not care about what comes first, he will definitely treat you, the responsible one, first. Sheriffs feed griffins on pickets."

Ser Tix snorted angrily, but was speechless.

Silence fell suddenly, save for the crackling of dry wood burning in the fireplace.

"Well, how much do you know about Princess Kearney?" Sir Tix carefully folded the sheepskin scroll and put it away solemnly, saying:

"I want to tell you in advance that this is not an easy job. Many people have tried it, but unfortunately, they all ended in failure. Two of them even got kicked in the butt by me and ran away with their buttocks covered. Brian, this is not as simple as kicking that scumbag to death who only knows how to walk birds and tease dogs."

"This is what I'm best at. Just pass the message or take me to see the old king." Brian said indifferently.

"Hehe." Tix sneered, "Don't think that I just boasted that you are more knowledgeable than those old wizards, so you really cocked your tail. Let me ask you, are you better than Wizard Morelle? ?"

"Him?" Brian shook his head, "It's not worth mentioning."

"Aha!" Sir Tix said in amazement: "This sounds really fresh. You say you are stronger than Wizard Morelle, so who are you? Tell me, Brian, I am so curious." My whole body trembled."

"Who am I? I don't need to worry about you." Brian said calmly: "What you need to do is to tell me the details about Princess Kearney being cursed by the devil as soon as possible, instead of talking about you here. Curiosity. My patience has a limit, Your Honor."

"Okay, well, anyway, this kind of thing, I have been used to it for a long time in the past few months. There are always some people who are not afraid of death. Now there are not many more and one less."

The magistrate put away his curiosity, looked serious, and explained to him seriously: "The thing is like this, just half a year ago, the envoys from the Kingdom of Andair came to Golden Feather City, intending to ask the old king's daughter for marriage. ..."

"If my memory doesn't lie to me." Brian interrupted abruptly, "Didn't Princess Corney be promised to the third prince of the Kingdom of Tegrila ten years ago?"

"You even know this?" Sir Tix glanced at Brian in surprise, then moved his chair to his side, and said:
"This matter is interesting to talk about. It is said that the illegitimate son of King Tigrila ran away from the marriage in order not to marry the princess, and then he had no choice but to cancel the engagement."

Brian gave Sir Tix a strange look and remained silent.

"It's strange to run away from marriage. I have seen many princes like this. They would rather live a precarious life as a mercenary than marry the princesses their father chose for them. Because most of these princesses are disabled or living Disorderly. This kind of marriage is only to ensure the continuation of the alliance and the kingdom." Sir Tix curled his lips.

"Go ahead." Brian rubbed his temples. "Princess Corney is cursed by the devil. What does it have to do with the mission of the Kingdom of Andair?"

"It should have nothing to do with it at all." Sir Tix replied, "I say this just to let you remember exactly when the princess had this problem."

"When the Andairians asked our old king for marriage, the old king would definitely agree happily. After all, those bitch Tasha people have always been thinking about our territory. With this powerful ally, it is natural will not be afraid of them," said Ser Tix:

"But Princess Corney didn't agree. She had a quarrel with the old king that night, and she fell ill in such a muddled way. She is still in a coma. The strange idea of ​​being cursed by the devil is still said by Wizard Morele of."

"Cursed by the devil?" Brian frowned suspiciously, and asked, "Why do you say you are cursed by the devil? Is there any strange vision?"

"Of course." Sir Tix said with lingering fear: "At the end of every month, a devil will appear in the princess's room. It looks as arrogant as the Baron James you kicked to death before. Sorry, Bryan, I am laughing at you. After all, I am a commoner, so I have a deep prejudice against an idiot with rich ancestors like Baron James. To be honest, seeing him dead, I can’t wait to open a few bottles of wine to celebrate. Oh, yes Now, you are an adventurer or a wizard, so do you avoid alcohol?"

"Of course not." Brian looked at this interesting sheriff and said with a smile.

"Very good." Sir Tix called out the door: "Beer!"

The frothy beer arrived quickly, and Ser Tix moved up to Bryan to fill him a glass.

"Then have you ever seen what a devil looks like?" Brian asked curiously after taking a sip of beer.

"Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, my ears are calloused. It's no different from seeing it." Sir Tix muttered, recalled it again, and said:

"It's about the size of a molted rooster, with dark red skin, a sulfur smell all over its body, a poisonous scorpion tail, and a pair of flying bat wings on its back."

Is it the little devil?

Brian was stunned, guessing the appearance of the devil Sir Tix had described.

He had long planned to collect materials, arrange rituals, and summon a little devil to be his magic pet.

Now, a wild little devil unexpectedly appeared, which made his mind alive.

"This little son of a bitch is so cunning that even the wizard Morelle has been tricked by it. He also arrogantly said that his ancestors are richer than him, and he is the greatest demon lord from Baator Hell. I see it Just bragging, like a drunk halfling."

Sir Tix took another swig of beer, burped, and said helplessly: "Gods for heaven's sake! What kind of world is this, it's so terrible."

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(End of this chapter)