The Swordsman of Faerûn

As the caravan moved forward, some hills and rocky hills gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the road began to become rough.On the horizon in the distance, you can even see a series of faint mountains, which are the Gray Wind Mountain Range, and the Ainuooke Desert is on the other side of the mountain range.

The Guangyao River, which has always been parallel to the road, began to fork here. Of course, it did not flow in two directions, but two rivers from different origins converged here, thus forming a Sancha estuary. Locke Town is located in Sancha At the upper end of the estuary, this small town is surrounded by water on three sides, only the side facing the Gray Wind Mountains has a tall city wall.The river is very fast, but fortunately the river is not too wide, and there is a simple wooden bridge that allows caravans to pass through it.Not far from the wooden bridge is the gate of Locke Town, but the caravan does not seem to have the intention of entering this town. The whole team marched slowly along the dirt road leading to the Gray Wind Mountain Range, and finally arrived at the town a few miles outside Locke Town. It stopped near a small rocky knoll.

A huge caravan did not enter the door, but the tax official who was on duty at the gate of Locke Town got angry and twisted his nose.For all the towns along the Black Road Commercial Road, trade taxation is definitely the most important guarantee for the prosperity of a town. Goods are traded in the town, food, lodging and supplies are provided for passing merchants, and road tax is collected...

Well, the taxation in Locke Town is a bit unreasonable, the character of the city guard is a bit bad, and the new city lord, Master Fitani Red Blade, is a bit greedy and stupid, causing a large number of merchants to refuse to stay here. As a result, the tax revenue of Locke Town has dropped significantly, but these cannot be an excuse for a tax official to do nothing.

It's just that as a somewhat rational tax official in Rock Town, he can't just go outside the town to block the road to collect taxes, right? Wouldn't he become a robber blocking the road?This is outrageous.Fortunately, what happened next made the tax officer feel that his work was not in vain. After the caravan established a camp, although the animals and goods were left in the camp and arranged properly, not all people were willing to stay here overnight. Some of them (including merchants and mercenaries) chose to enter Locke Town. After all, there is not enough wine and women in the wild.

Perhaps to retaliate against these "thieves" who deliberately evaded the road tax, the tax officer imposed a constant rate of entry tax on everyone who entered the town, which made everyone who wanted to enter the town to have fun very dissatisfied. But except for a few guys who really cared about money, the others still paid money and entered the town while cursing.

The early Locke Town was a mining town similar to Mirabar City. Thousands of human and dwarf miners worked hard in the mines here, and its commercial location is more advantageous than Mirabar. The first human starting town in the Ainuooke Desert from the west of the Commercial Road Black Road.It’s just that as time goes by, for some reason, there are gradually fewer and fewer miners here. More and more Rockmen are hired by caravans from the East, and they use livestock and horse-drawn carts to transport the goods of the merchants to Noisy Water City, West Combe and beyond, Waterdeep and Luskan.Only a small number of dwarven miners are still active in the ancient mines that are almost exhausted. Of course, it does not mean that the Graywind Mountains are really short of resources, but that the dwarves do not have enough manpower to open new mines.

Up to now, Locke Town has lost its status as a mining city like Mirabar City, Fort Fairbar and other cities in the past, but thanks to the blessing of the Black Road, it has not lost its prosperity in the past, and even attracted more people. There are many guests, thieves, thieves, wandering warblers... There are no ruffians and rascals, because a group of mercenaries from the East brought deformed order to the dark side of the city, if it weren't for the new ruler of the city, it would be enough It would be foolish to believe that Locke Town would be much more prosperous than all the cities along the Shining River.

William and his family chose to stay in the camp. The newly bought luxury tent was supported and fixed under the envious and sneering eyes of everyone. In fact, this expensive tent is not suitable for adventure and long-distance travel, because it is too expensive. It is heavy and difficult to carry, and the support is too cumbersome, and it is extremely troublesome to retract and unfold. Once in danger, it is equivalent to losing a large amount of heart-wrenching wealth. It is far less cost-effective than ordinary adventure tents (buying a luxury tent The fortune spent is worth nearly a hundred ordinary adventure tents).

But these so-called troubles are not a problem for the William family. The process of setting up the tent is cumbersome, so let’s treat the tent as a daily entertainment game. The whole family of five and a troublesome cat will do it together; William has a space ring from his concubine, and the "carrying problem" is not a problem at all. Although he didn't put the tent into the ring for the past few days in order to hide his clumsiness, he spent some effort to let the Los beast carry it, but William is willing to let no one do it. Method.

The tent was set up, William set up the copper pot and prepared to cook, the giants and the little girls squatted on the side and watched helplessly, not far away the cats and insects were "bullying" Jess, of course you can also regard it as a snow field Hunting practice of a young lion.The cat, which is already half the size of a wolf dog, still looks like a cute cat, but its soft paws and small baby teeth tell everyone that it is not the kind of hopeless domestic cat.

The little thing threw the struggling halfling to the ground with a tiger pounce, and then arched its big furry head around Jace's body - it hadn't learned to use its teeth to bite its prey.Jess desperately pushed the furry head of Maomaochong away, and shouted while running, "Damn it! Go away, you big toothless cat!...William, come and save me... ...Little girl, take good care of your pet..." But after a few steps, the halfling was thrown to the ground by the cat and insect again, and then the halfling got up again, and was thrown down by the cat again. It's an interesting trick indeed.

The town gates of Locke Town will close before sunset, so anyone who wants to stay in the town or stay in the camp will decide where to go at this time.Seeing the sun fading in the sky, Selyse came to William who was preparing firewood, and said, "William, I have to leave for a while."

William watched Finia split a log, watched Misha and Miluna step forward to pick up the wood chips and stuff them under the copper cooking pot, and then raised their heads to look at Celis, but they didn't He didn't speak, but was waiting for her next explanation.

Celis continued with an inexplicable and solemn tone: "In fact, my real destination is Locke Town. There are some troubles waiting for me to solve here. William, I hope you can..."

Selyse seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't say it after all. Instead, she changed into a happy smile and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to walk with you and your family, Mr. William. But I I have a suggestion, you'd better leave here before sunrise tomorrow, otherwise you will have a lot of trouble!" Then the beautiful woman greeted the others a few times, then hurriedly left the camp and walked towards The town gate of Locke Town.

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There are many things in this world that are not clear. You may have saved an enemy, or you may accidentally harm a friend occasionally, but these are not the point. The most important thing is what your heart is, and what is your heart? Can you hold on to it.

William didn't take Selyse's warning to heart. He didn't think anyone would trouble him at this time. The change of the magic net made all spellcasters panic, and the whole world was in panic, even if It was William, a foreigner who only knew a little about the world of Faerun, who could vaguely feel the impact of the loss of magical power on this world.Under such circumstances, even the most arrogant and proud caster would not dare to go out of the house without authorization, no matter he is a fledgling rookie mage or a cunning and knowledgeable archmage, an archmage or the spokesperson of the gods, this is also the business that William joined. The reason why the team formed nearly a hundred people before entering the great desert was that the adventure mages and priests who were indispensable for traveling through Ainuooke in the past all disappeared at this time, which made everyone feel insecure.

But William underestimated his own attraction to "trouble", or he underestimated the "prank" that a certain existence exerted on him. Even if that existence is in trouble now, the "halo" she exerted is still is working.

The place where the caravan was stationed was several miles away from the gate of Locke Town, so no one noticed that there were some disturbances in Locke Town at night.So at dawn, when the people in the camp were still enjoying their last sleep before waking up, a group of warriors in purple cloaks broke into the camp brutally. The leader was a burly man with thick brown hair. And tall, big-nosed, short-bearded brawny men.The hard-faced guard was the only one in a line of purple-robed warriors clad in shining silver chain mail, while his companions were all in finely tailored leather armor, with long daggers hanging from their waists and sharp hands clasped in both hands. The sword looks very imposing.

Of course, it wasn't just the group of unknown purple-robed warriors who barged in. Along with them was a middle-aged man with some bruises on his face. It seemed that this cold-faced man was not in a good condition, and his clothes were messed up. , with tangled hair, and a little shame and fear in his eyes.Several sentries on duty at night recognized the man's identity. Although they were very upset when someone broke through the gate of the camp early in the morning, a few more angry ones even raised their weapons, and one of the more stable mercenaries stopped him. After leaving his companion, he also asked very displeasedly: "Mr. Leer Beaucellier, you better explain! Who are you?" It turned out that this middle-aged man with bruises ran to One of the caravan caravan members who seek pleasure in Rocktown.

The middle-aged man known as Mr. Lerbeauceri smiled wryly and made an apologetic gesture, but he was a little helpless.In Faerun, trespassing on other people's camps is not as serious as the ancient Chinese barracks, but it is also an extremely bad taboo behavior. Therefore, the mercenaries on duty are not angry with Leerbo Saili leading people to trespassing on the camp, even if He is one of their employers.

The problem is that these purple-robed warriors are not what Leer Boseri was willing to bring, but he was forced to.The leading purple-robed warrior in chain armor yelled arrogantly: "I am Rulka Mojo, the personal guard captain of Lord Fitani Redblade in Locke Town, and I have been ordered to arrest the assassins who intend to assassinate the Lord Lord!"

The more stable mercenary frowned suspiciously and said, "Isn't the captain of the personal guard of Lord Fitani Redblade Mr. Turdor?"

Rulka Mojo, a purple-robed warrior in chain armor, sneered and said: "That was already yesterday. The captain of the private guard of the lord of Locke Town is now Rurka, not that mindless miner. Now I want to enter Are you trying to stop the assassin's accomplices in the camp?"

The mercenaries turned their attention to Lear Bossieri, hoping to find an answer from the unlucky businessman.The reason is very simple. The costumes of these purple-robed warriors are not the common costumes of the guards in Locke Town, otherwise they would never be so angry that they want to fight each other.

Le Erbo Saili twitched, and said in a muffled voice: "They were indeed ordered by the Lord Fitani of Locke Town, but they were originally the followers of the Lord's mage advisor..." Le Erbo Saili said There is no need to go on here. Anyone who is familiar with Locke Town knows that Lord Fitani Red Blade trusts his mage advisor the most. For this reason, he even allows his mage advisor to have a team of as many as The 40-person private guard is only ten fewer than the lord's own personal guard. In this regard, the lord of Locke Town is definitely the most stupid among all the city lords in the Northland, not one of them.

Since the identity of the other party is correct, the mercenaries will certainly not stop these guys who come looking for trouble. Although they are dissatisfied, this is the "gate" of Locke Town after all, and the more than 200 standing soldiers in the town are definitely not what they look like decoration.However, the mercenaries would never let it go. They kept an eye on the purple-robed guards, in case they didn't come to hunt down the assassins, but intentionally caused trouble for the caravan.

The camp that accommodated dozens of camping tents of various sizes, nearly a hundred people, and hundreds of livestock occupied a large area. The purple-robed guards from Locke Town walked through a tent with Leer Boselli, who led the way. Another tent, followed by the mercenaries on duty, and the people who just got up and walked out of the tent looked at this inexplicable group curiously.

Not far away, you can already see the gorgeous tent, which is definitely the largest, most luxurious and comfortable one in the entire camp. A bonfire has already been lit in the open space in front of the tent, and there is a metal pot on it, which seems to be boiling. They were cooking something, but the cook who was cooking was not there.

Le Erbo Saili pointed to the luxurious tent, and said with a blank expression: "The person in that tent is what you are looking for."

Le Erbo Saili stopped talking after finishing his sentence, and the mercenaries who specially monitored these intruders could not help but tremble. They actually came to trouble the "weird" of that family, which is really a bit... …The mercenaries don’t know how to describe it. The strength of William’s family is unquestionable. Whether it’s the red-haired man or the giantess (actually the half-giant Phinea, people always put every Those with extraordinary stature are called "giants"), or the tall blue-haired female warrior (Yasuna), almost no one in the entire caravan is their opponent, of course the word "almost" There was no objection to removing the entire caravan.However, this family has two children who are completely "cumbersome", and one of them is even a dumb girl, although they are very cute...

At this time, a fluffy white "big cat" suddenly sprang out from the luxurious tent. With a small boot in its mouth, the "big cat" trotted around the tent leisurely, walking from time to time. look back.Then a little black-haired girl in a soft silk nightgown also ran out from inside, chasing the big white cat with her bare, smooth feet, and murmured "Yiyi Yaya" with her small mouth.

The captain of the purple robe warrior, Rulka Mojo, frowned and looked at the little girl who was racing with the "cat", and asked Lear Bossieri, "Is she also one of them?" Without waiting for the merchant's affirmative answer, He waved his hand to command his companions and said, "Grab that child!" The two purple-robed warriors rushed towards the girl holding their swords in response.

When a little girl suddenly sees two ferocious and murderous men rushing towards her with murderous weapons, what will be her first reaction?Of course it's "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Is the first forty-four chapters any good?

For two fully armed swordsmen, catching a little girl who is helpless is really no challenge, compared to the cunning of the "little mice" who roamed the streets in their hometown Sly, the little girl in front of her who was so frightened and screamed was as delicate as a lamb, and the two of them couldn't help but smile maliciously on their ferocious faces.

Just as the two red-robed swordsmen rushed towards Xiaomi Luna, the other red-robed swordsmen were not idle either. They rushed towards the entrance of the tent under the leadership of the captain of the guard, Rurka Mojo. , but before they approached, a figure flashed out from the tent.

William had already spotted the group of uninvited guests before the purple-robed warriors approached the tent, but at first he didn't realize that they were coming for his family, until Miluna made her first scream, which was originally A very surprising and strange thing, the little girl who had been a dumb girl by William's side for more than half a year, actually let out a scream that only normal people can make, but William didn't have the heart to explore the reason for it.

All the people present felt that there was a blur in front of their eyes, and there was already a figure in front of the screaming little girl. No one could clearly see the movements of this fast, ghostly figure. When they recovered, the figure that suddenly appeared The outstretched hands of the figure had already stopped the purple-robed warrior who was rushing towards the little girl. He protected Xiao Mi Luna behind him, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The sudden appearance of William made the two purple-robed warriors unable to react. Instead of responding to William's question, they subconsciously swung their swords and slashed at him.In terms of nature, William is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a "killer like hemp" in two lifetimes. When two purple-robed warriors use their weapons, he immediately kills them. Heart.William leaped forward lightly, and in an instant his hands were strangling the necks of the two of them, and each palm was twisted forcefully, only to hear two "clicks" of bone shattering, and the two purple-robed warriors, who were originally lively and lively, were both shocked. Deaf pulled his head and fell limply to the ground without a sound.

William killed the two lives lightly, and his movements were so ordinary and freehand, as if what he twisted was not a human head, but a dried dogtail grass. All the people, whether they were warriors from Rock Town or caravan The mercenaries were all dumbfounded and couldn't react for a while. Is this a strange situation?

The captain of the purple-robed guard, Rulka Mojo, stared blankly at the two subordinates who fell at William's feet, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, but he still yelled loudly: "Fitani Red Blade of Yilock Town The lord's order, grab it without your hands! Despicable assassins, a dirty, dark, damp dungeon full of stinking corpses is your only destination."

In the past, Rurka would definitely disdain to use this kind of opening speech that sounds silly and mediocre. Born in Zhentil Castle, he believed in powerful force and sophisticated conspiracy calculations, but today the proud The new Captain of the Locke Town Lord's Guard found that there is no more suitable scene than it.

It's just that before the scene was finished, Rurka felt the ground tremble, as if a giant beast was charging at him, Rurka and the rest of his men looked up at the luxury tent in front of them in horror.What rushed out of the tent was not a giant beast, but a woman, a giantess wielding an adamantine battle axe. Finia slammed into the purple-robed warrior with Thunderfrost like a tank.

Caught off guard, these warriors had no time to react, and could only stare at the charging female half-giant with terrified eyes. The two purple-robed warriors standing in the front were forced by Finia's aura, and even closed their eyes in despair. Eyes, ready to meet the crushing impact.

However, Finia, who has been trained under William for more than a year, has already initially left the reckless stage of relying on instinct and brute force to fight.With William's method, even a stone, after more than a year of carving and polishing by him, can become a pebble with a little light, not to mention that the female half-giant's head is not so stupid, at least she has learned to use it. Fight with footsteps and skills.

After twisting the necks of the two warriors, William didn't continue to move forward. Instead, he stood in front of Miluna and watched Finia "ravage" the remaining purple-robed warriors, cutting horizontally, vertically, and gouging back. With the cooperation of Finia's still somewhat blunt footsteps, these seemingly simple moves played a terrifying lethality in the crowd. In the blink of an eye, most of the ten heavily armed warriors had fallen, and the rest Several purple-robed warriors were also frightened out of their wits, the blow came so suddenly, they were almost at a loss just holding their swords.

Phinya danced the blood-stained battle ax and kept shifting her footsteps. It was a little strange and funny like a little female elephant waltzing on the field of flesh and blood, but no one could laugh at this time, because the reality So brutal, the battles of the female half-giants are always bloody.Rurka was the last one to fall, and the sharp Thunder Frost easily cut through the chain armor on his body and opened his chest.

The dying samurai desperately held his spleen that was leaking out of his body, and struggled hollowly: "No! I don't want to die, I want to go back to Zhentil Castle. No! Help me, I need a priest..."

Unfortunately, there is no priest here, even if there is a priest, he can't save him, because most of the priests in this world have temporarily lost their magical powers.Finia chopped off his head with the last ax and relieved Rurka's last pain. This innocent girl was covered in blood, and she regarded killing as normal as eating, drinking, hunting and having sex.She wiped the blood dripping from the Thunder Frost ax blade with her palm, rubbed it on her face deliberately, and wiped it into a few hideous bloodstains, then ran to William cheerfully, muttering like offering a treasure Said: "William, they are too weak, the goblins can fight better than them."

From the beginning of the battle in Phinya, William has been covering Miluna's eyes to prevent the little girl from being frightened by the cruel blood.He gently pressed the little girl's restless head into his arms, and said calmly: "It's not that these people are too weak, but that you have become stronger, Finia."

Finia was very happy to hear William's praise. She pointed to the bloodstains on her face and said excitedly: "Look! This is what my mother taught me. It represents the blood oath of victory, forged with the blood of the enemy. This is the first time I have officially used the magic pattern, William, isn’t it beautiful?”

William frowned and looked at Phinya's happy face, and reluctantly said: "Well, it's pretty good. It's just that the smell of blood will make others unable to eat, so let's go wash your face, we will have dinner soon gone."

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Phinya went to the river to wash off the blood with a childlike displeasure, but William did not forget that there were several terrified onlookers beside him.Leer Bosseri and the mercenaries were almost terrified by the bloody killing. It wasn't that they had never seen the world. It doesn't mean that they are not afraid of death, and it is precisely because they are well-informed that they can better understand the "savage" nature of William and Phinya just now.

After being swept by William's gaze, Le Bosseri felt trembling all over his body, and had the illusion that the edge was on his back. He said with a bitter face and trembling: "Mr. William, I didn't mean to lead them the way, they forced them to I did this! I can't help it..."

"You brought these people?" William was surprised, but asked calmly, "Who are they?"

Lear Bossieri carefully watched the change of William's face, but he didn't see any signs. He bit the bullet and said everything he knew like a bamboo tube: "They are Fitani from Locke Town. ·The personal guard of Lord Redblade’s Chief Mage Advisor. A terrible accident happened in Locke Town last night. An assassin attempted to assassinate Lord Fitani. Unfortunately, he died, and Master Featherby's student, Master Gerda, was ordered to hunt down the murderer with all his strength."

"It is said that they have already found the murderer..." Lear Bossier paused anxiously, and looked at William carefully. Seeing that William did not mean to be impatient or angry, he boldly said: "It seems to be the beautiful lady who has been with Mr. a few days ago. Someone recognized her. The people of Locke Town regard you and your family as the lady's accomplices, so they... Mr. William, I was forced, in fact, I don't want to bring them to trouble you..."

The more he listened, the more William felt that he had done something unjust. These poor purple-robed warriors didn't come here specifically for Miluna. It seemed a bit too much for him to kill them all without asking why. some.William suddenly felt that he was really a "slut". He knew that Selyse was a troublemaker, but he did not know what to do with her, and he was asking for trouble.But even though he was implicated by that woman, after all, these people came after his own family, and if they were killed, they would be killed. The result was doomed to never change. William could only express regret but not feel guilty or disturbed. Of course, he was also very annoyed now, very annoyed that Mrs. Selyse was causing him trouble again.But how could he think of "again"?

Seeing that William's face became more and more ugly, Leer Bossier almost cried out in trembling, he was very worried that this terrifying young man would suddenly jump up and strangle himself, just like how he strangled those two with ease just now. Like a purple robed warrior.Others don't know the abilities of those purple-robed warriors, but Leer Boseri has a clear understanding of the power of these private warriors from Locke Town. In the early morning, Leer Boseri spent a lot of money to hire them from Waterdeep City. The few powerful mercenaries who were there were beaten to the ground by those purple-robed warriors, who were powerful warriors who had slaughtered dozens of goblins or orcs.

In Faerun, the main enemies of human beings are actually not powerful monsters. Many people have never seen such powerful individuals as dragons and demons. The greatest danger and enemy of human beings is actually the goblins and orcs that are plentiful on the road. , the number of humans killed by goblins and orcs each year far exceeds that killed by other monsters (of course not including humans' own cannibalism).

Don't think that killing goblins is a very simple matter. Goblins are very cunning and cowardly evil humanoid creatures. They are not inferior to humans in terms of intelligence (not civilization).For humans, a single goblin is not a threat. If a human being is compared to a garbage with only five fighting power, then an adult goblin can barely be regarded as a scum with only three fighting power.But only when the number of goblins and humans is three to one, these timid and cruel creatures will have the courage to fight humans, and out of habitual caution or cowardly considerations, goblins always This ratio will be expanded to five to one or more. In this "group fight" situation, the goblins will burst out with unimaginable group courage (if the group size is large enough, the goblins even dare to challenge the dragon or a demon challenge).

The habits of orcs are not too different from goblins. They are also a race that believes in the principle of "group fighting", but their individual combat effectiveness far exceeds that of humans. A qualified adult orc can almost deal with two healthy adult humans, and they The courage is also enough.

To put it more bluntly, the difference between humans and goblins is like college students and middle school students. College students are two grades higher than middle school students in terms of education, but their IQs are about the same.Fighting between humans and goblins is like fighting between college students and middle school students. One-on-one college students (humans) may have an advantage in physical development (of course, there are some developmentally abnormal elite guys on both sides), but each time only three One-on-one, middle school students (goblins) are likely to do it, and five-on-one is the usual standard for middle school students (goblins).Are you sure you can beat five standard middle school students? (If you can fight against five junior high school graduates in a one-on-five without any disadvantage, then you can be regarded as a qualified human mercenary in Faerun; Han - congratulations! You are definitely an elite goblin leader in the "goblin world" of Faerûn! (^o^)/)

As for the orcs, those professional basketball players are typical. Basically, Yishui has well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

In a word, the purple-robed warriors are definitely not soft-footed shrimps. They are well-trained and excellent fighters. They were "slaughtered" in front of William and Phinya not because they were too weak, but because of William and his wife. It's too perverted, and there are some unexpected reasons for it.

William didn't care much about the psychological changes in Le Bosseri, and now he was more concerned about another issue.William asked with a sullen face: "Where's that girl Selyse? Do you know how she is doing now?"

Le Bosseri felt his legs start to feel weak, and his calves were throbbing. He became even more frightened, and the timid businessman trembled with cold sweat on his face, "I... I... I heard ... Ms. Selyse ... seems to have been captured, they ... they ... will hold a 'Prisoner's Carnival' for her in the afternoon..."

After saying these words, Leer Bosseri lost all his strength and courage, and fell to the ground in a state of collapse, gasping for breath, like a drowning person who just climbed ashore.William turned a blind eye to this, and continued to ask: "What is the prisoner's carnival?"

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Every intelligent race in Faerun has its own unique characteristics in dealing with criminals. The death penalty of halfling prisoners is famously "suffering to death". Dwarves are like their daring and straightforward character. Similarly, the execution of the prisoners appeared clean and tidy, with neither performance nor public onlookers.For the elves, being alone in a small, dark and lonely environment for thousands of years until the end of their lives is definitely a more terrible punishment than death. Of course, the elves also have the death penalty—graceful death (no Death penalty, exile is their greatest punishment).

But in Faerûn, there is no method of execution that inspires more frenzy and insanity than the prisoner's carnival, nor is it uglier, more cruel and hypocritical.

From the bustling cities to the remote villages, from the hot and dry southern scorched land to the icy and snowy northern ice fields, wherever there is human society, there is almost a prisoner carnival.Among all the benevolent races in Faerun, humans are the only race that uses the form of "carnival" to execute and torture prisoners. This is criticized by other intelligent races that have come into contact with human society.

The so-called Prisoner's Carnival is to place a person to be punished in public, to accept questions and trials from the public—from lords and nobles to farmers and beggars—and to judge the crimes and judgments of the person being judged according to the wishes of the public. means of punishment.It's just that this form of punishment seems fair, but it is actually a despicable drama that tramples on ethics, moral beliefs and life, and satisfies human deformed desires under the guise of "justice" and "axiom".

Every year, innocent people are sent to this stage at the prisoner carnival, humiliated, beaten, tortured and forced to make false confessions, and finally executed in a "flashy" way.To quote a polymath who has specialized in convict carnivals: "As long as one is quoted above 'carnival' - judged by 'public' unless sated by the bloodthirsty populace judge's shady Desire, even if your integrity is comparable to the most righteous paladin, and your innocence surpasses the purest virgin, you can never expect to be relieved and forgiven."

There are many reasons for this situation.In essence, the world of Faerun is a backward farming society based on agriculture. The farmers of Faerun are the most vulnerable group. They are ruled by lords and landowners who often have strange ideas, have no moral standards, and act recklessly. Threatened by a seemingly never-ending wave of invaders, or goblins, giants, or even humans themselves, beings who trample life at will and without reason.Onlookers enthusiastically participate in the Prisoner's Carnival, enjoying the thrill of watching others being horribly tortured and maimed, providing these unfortunates with a taste for power, a force that can affect the lives and deaths of others , which makes them feel falsely that they are in control of their own destiny.

Compared with elves, who have a lifespan of thousands of years, and dwarves, halflings, and gnomes who have a lifespan of hundreds of years, the lifespan of humans is undoubtedly very short. In terms of the theoretical lifespan of a hundred years, the average lifespan of ordinary humans in Faerun is even less than 40 years. less than [-] years old.Those ordinary civilians are faced with the probability of possible death every day. A lucky enough mother who gave birth to two or three children may experience the accidental death of at least one of them.

The living environment so close to death makes people develop a kind of curiosity, awe, and even fear of the world of death.The inquisitors at the Prisoner's Carnival offered the most horrific methods of execution to the judged, and thus brought a sense of joy to those who witnessed death in its most horrific form, compared with the death they themselves faced in real life. Some kind of dark psychological comfort (unless they also become defendants brought before magistrates, otherwise it is unlikely to experience the real horror)-"I have seen the worst of you One side—terrible death! So I'm no longer afraid of you."

The support and advocacy of the local lords is also an important reason for the prevalence of prisoner carnivals. They insist that the explanation for holding prisoner carnivals in their territories is to maintain social order, and this method must be used to show justice and punishment. Those peasants The cheers and applause of the onlookers at the "Prisoner's Carnival" undoubtedly expressed their extraordinary trust in the law and social order.

Of course, this is just a high-sounding superficial statement. The real reason why the prisoner's carnival is recognized by the lords is that this "carnival" can greatly relieve the uneasiness accumulated by the people under their strict rule. It provides an excellent vent, and at the same time warns those restless guys, which greatly reduces the possibility of riots in the territory.In order to consolidate their rule, many not-so-famous lords even specially find some "prisoners" to let the citizens hold more prisoner carnivals (Luskan is a typical example).

Some experienced travelers can even judge whether the local lord is a wise and tolerant good lord just by the frequency of prisoner carnival held in a certain area.One of the reasons why Silvermoon City is recognized by the entire Northland as the city with the best living environment is that this city has not held a prisoner carnival for several years in a row.

William really has never seen the prisoner carnival with his own eyes. The stupid William in the past was also puzzled by the situation in this regard. After all, Nome Village back then was just a big wild hotel. I don't have the mind to engage in that kind of hypocritical farce, even if the passing merchants talk about relevant topics, silly William can't understand, and now William is not interested in any messy carnival at all, if he has this spare time He might as well find a place to hold Qiushuidao to brew his mood.

William didn't care much about the "Prisoner's Carnival". Obviously, Leer Beauceri, who was frightened by William's fist (or knife), certainly didn't have the heart to explain it to him in detail. the inside story.

In what William took for granted, the prisoner carnival should be similar to the public court trial in the previous life, except that the protagonists of the trial were replaced by civilians. In his opinion, Selyse accepted the trial of the civilians in Locke Town completely. She deserved what she deserved, who told her to assassinate the lord of the family in idleness!What's more, if Selyse's assassination is indeed in line with the so-called "justice" and "axiom", I believe that the people who participated in the trial should forgive her, right?

In a word, William does not intend to intervene in this matter. As for those purple-robed warriors who were killed-who told the two sides to cause misunderstandings? At most, William expressed deep regret and a little bit of guilt. More people died at his hands, and William has long passed the period of entanglement with the dead.

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The bloody scene in front of the luxury tent quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the camp. The battle ended too quickly. Most people only heard the screams of the fighting, but did not see the battle. They were curious , surprise, and panic asked the people present what happened just now.

Encountering such a mess early in the morning, it ruined William's mood completely, especially when Miluna in his arms was still dishonest, struggling with her little head trying to get rid of William's restrictions, so he had to order the unfortunate The businessman said, "You find someone to clean up this place yourself," and returned to the tent with Miluna in his arms.

Returning to the tent does not mean that William is clean, because he has another little girl who needs to be comforted.Misha in the tent was also dishonest. After she had just finished dressing, she bared her teeth and claws like a little female cat whose tail had been stepped on, trying her best to "fight" with Yasuna, because the female frost giant did not allow her to go out. : "Let go of me! Yasuna, I'm going out to fight, if you don't let me go, I'll be really angry! I'm the future female warrior..."

But Yasuna smiled and grabbed Misha'er's arm but did not let go, and deliberately joked: "Even if you are the goddess of the future, I will not let go, little one! William has ordered you not to let go." You go out and run around. Because you don't even have a chance for me to go out, and only that silly girl, Fei Ni, is taken advantage of!"

Misha'er's round eyes rolled, and she said slyly: "Why don't we go out together, so that we don't have to worry about me running around, and we can see the excitement, okay?"

"It's not good!" William said just as soon as he entered the account. He let go of Meluna in his arms. The little guy looked a little unhappy, and his tender little feet stepped lightly on William's big feet. After a while, he stuck out his tongue and made a grimace at him, then ran away like a ghost.

When Misha'er saw her brother coming back, she immediately pouted her lips, but the little girl was very clever, and she looked very upset and shouted: "William, look at Yasuna, who has been blocking you all the time." I'm going out to help you, it's so annoying!"

William smiled slightly and said, "Really? It's a pity that we've already finished our work, and you are one step too late, Misha! It seems that you have to get up earlier tomorrow."

Yasuna walked to the door of the tent and took a look outside, then asked, "Who are they, and why are they looking for trouble at this time?"

William set up a small wooden table for eating, placed plates and cutlery, and said lightly: "Who knows, maybe I found the wrong person, it was just a misunderstanding." If Rurka was still alive, he would definitely Crying and cursing: I misunderstood your mother!Dozens of people died in one face-to-face meeting. How could there be such a misunderstanding in the world!

It's a pity that Rurka is completely dead, and he has no way to stand up and refute.There were only two simple little guys who pretended to be "oh", but they couldn't help their curiosity secretly. The two of them pulled the hem of each other's clothes, and when William turned his back to set the tableware, they tiptoed and approached the tent door secretly.

But when Misha'er was about to lift the curtain, a small piece of bread hit her little hand, and William's voice followed: "Where are the two little girls going? I told you it's best not to look out, otherwise Be careful that you won't be able to eat breakfast." The two little guys had no choice but to retreat angrily.

At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and a figure as short as a child ran in from the outside, but it was a halfling Jess.Jess didn't live in William's luxury tent, the halfling himself wanted to do so, but William didn't agree, so he had to set up another pocket-sized tent next to William's tent, which was said to be specially provided for For small body sleepers.Due to Mr. Halfling's food-loving nature and thick skin, the little guy would come here to eat almost every meal.

Jess was still holding the rice bowl that was too big for his size. If converted to normal human body proportions, the bowl would be ashamed of the washbasin, but Jess had no guilt about it. color.Jess looked a little excited today, he ran straight to the dining table with his short legs, quickly grabbed a piece of bread that William had already cut, stuffed it into his mouth, and yelled while chewing Said: "William, you have caused a lot of trouble this time. Those guys with rotten fruit (a kind of purple dye) are not easy to provoke. I heard that they are all hired by the terrible evil mage and come from the East. Scoundrels of Tilburg."

The talkative halfling swallowed the food in his mouth with some difficulty, and whispered again: "It is said that there will be a prisoner carnival in Locke Town today. This is really bad news. I hope Ms. Selyse can die happily. I hate Prisoners' Carnival, those bloodthirsty lunatics don't know enough is enough." Then the halfling grabbed another piece of bread and stuffed it into the vacated mouth.

"Prisoner carnival season? Coward Jess, are you telling the truth? Is there really going to be a prisoner carnival here?" The so-called speaker has no intention of listening, William doesn't care about the prisoner carnival, but some people are very interested in it. Interested, apparently Misha is one of them.

Although there was no Prisoner Carnival held in Nome Village, Alos heard a lot of talk about it when he was working as a busboy in the tavern. When he relayed it to his sister, it inevitably aroused the little girl's curiosity.The Prisoner's Carnival has a bad reputation in the eyes of elves, dwarves and other foreigners, but it has an indescribable influence and unique status in the hearts of most humans. To use an inappropriate analogy, the Prisoner's Carnival is popular among ordinary (weak) In the minds of the people, it is like a referendum in the minds of citizens who have the right to vote.

Due to the influence of human social atmosphere, in the eyes of human children like Misha, Prisoner Carnival represents "justice", "democracy" and "justice", although they may not understand the meaning of these words Meaning, but this does not prevent their fanatical pursuit.

Jess was busy swallowing food and didn't have time to answer, so the little girl turned her eyes to her "wise and mighty" brother. She hurriedly ran up to William, and looked up at him with those shining pupils of infinite loli light. Looking at him, he begged a little coquettishly: "William, there is a prisoner's carnival here! Let's go and see, shall we?"

William refused directly: "No, I don't agree."

Misha'er's little face suddenly became bitter, her little hands swayed the corners of his clothes, her big eyes were full of tears, she stared at William without blinking, and she continued to "fight" with a more cute appearance: " Okay? Okay? Brother, take Misha!..."

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No one could stand under Misha'er's offensive of tears (the ghosts and animals retreated), including William, who was easily defeated because of his soft heart: "Okay, okay, I'll just show you But when the time comes, you have to be obedient, don't run around, and don't make trouble."

Misha jumped up and put her arms around William's neck, kissed him several times on the face, and then jumped to the ground and jumped for joy. For this overly lively little girl, there is nothing better than convincing her "stubborn" brother What made her even more happy, of course, William was far from enough for the word "stubborn".

William looked at the joyful little girl and smiled wryly. In fact, they should have fled here far away. After all, they had just killed the lord of Locke Town's subordinates, and there must be endless troubles in the future.However, since Misha wanted to stay, William didn't mind wasting some effort to clean up those troubles, as long as the little girl was happy.