Chapter 169, Suspended Sword

The main hall is spacious and bright.

There was a burning incense burner on the wooden table in front of him, emitting bursts of aroma.

The blue curtains were pulled up to block the dazzling eyes of the afternoon.

The head of the mountain bandit has been taken away by the guards, and Fang Hao and An Jia are here waiting for the arrival of the city lord of Purul.

After sitting like this, I waited for twenty minutes.

Fang Hao was spending time looking at the Book of Lords, but An Jia couldn't sit still.

He was muttering in his mouth, cursing that the city lord here took himself too seriously, and he would bring the bone dragon over tomorrow and smash his house.

Tatata!

With the sound of footsteps, the sound of armor rubbing from the corridor on the side became clearer.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a blue embroidered robe walked in with several two guards.

The man looked to be in his fifties, his hair was combed back, his bushy beard was neatly groomed, his brows were slightly wrinkled, but his eyes were also looking at the two young people sitting in the living room.

This is the lord of Purul City, Cyril.

[Cyreya-Cyril (Blue Tier 5 Hero)]

As soon as Cyril entered the door, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said kindly: "So, these two young people are the heroes who killed the leader of the mountain bandit."

"Yes, Lord City Lord, these two came with their heads." The guard on the side replied.

In the twenty minutes that Fang Hao and the two waited.

The cronies of the city lord's mansion went to the residence of Tavik, the merchant, and the tavern to inquire about the identities of Fang Hao and An Jia.

From the mouths of Tavik and his young daughter, they knew that Fang Hao had a large army.

and command of the army.

The younger daughter was blindfolded at the time, but her ears could still hear a lot of information.

At the same time, Tavik also gave some of his own guesses.

For example,

Fang Hao may be the young master of a big family. With interest, he can set up a factory and mobilize a large number of people in the family.

There was similar news in the tavern, where I spent 1000 gold on a short sword that was just beautiful.

All kinds of information made Cyril also begin to guess that one came from the young master of the big family.

Therefore, the first sentence of the opening has a common phraseology touted by nobles.

"Lord City Lord." As a courtesy, Fang Hao got up and smiled.

An Jia glanced at it and stood up reluctantly.

"Haha, okay, sit down, don't be so polite." Cyril nodded with satisfaction and sat down in the main seat.

Fang Hao also sat back to his seat.

The servant 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 two call them?" Cyril asked pretending not to know.

"Fang Hao, this is my bodyguard An Jia." Fang Hao introduced himself.

"Oh, then Mr. Fang Hao, can you tell me how you found out about the bandits, and how did you exterminate them?" Cyril leaned forward slightly, as if to listen to the story.

Fang Hao smiled slightly, it was not difficult to make up a story.

"I don't know the city lord, do you know Mr. Tavik?"

"I know, the cloth merchant in the city, why does this matter have anything to do with him?"

"The day before yesterday, I took my team on an adventure in the mountains, and accidentally rescued Tavik's youngest daughter. After returning the little daughter to Mr. Tavik's hands, I went to the tavern to sit for a while. Yes, I saw the reward on the notice board in the tavern, so I took the soldiers with me..."

"...I don't know which village those mountain bandits looted. It just happened that I just returned to the camp when my people took it to the root, and the head was brought to you."

Storytelling is half truth and half falsehood.

Bringing some familiar people or things in the middle will make your story more believable.

Tavik, the tavern's bounty.

Regardless of whether the other party knew Fang Hao before, after these two things came out, the credibility of the story would be much improved.

After listening to Fang Hao's story, Cyril took a sip from the glass.

His eyes glanced at Fang Hao and An Jia from time to time.

The story is complete and credible, and at the same time, it is confirmed in my heart that Fang Hao has a backer.

The bounties in the tavern are only written for the residents.

1000 gold, but not enough money to mobilize the army to suppress bandits, otherwise it would not have been hanging for so long.

He took it, and it worked.

It seems that the family is also looking for opportunities to give this young master a chance to hone in, money is a small matter.

"Lord City Lord? Lord Cyril?" Fang Hao shouted softly when he saw the other party holding his glass in a daze.

He secretly thought in his heart, this old man won't be sick, why is he still looking straight.

"Oh, I understand." Cyril turned around and said to the guard beside him, "Bring the bounty."

"It's Lord City Lord."

One of the guards withdrew to collect the bounty.

"By the way, which city does Mr. Fang Hao live in? What does the family do..." Cyril inquired as if chatting.

Fang Hao answered right, full of nonsense, the city was located in the northwest of Purul City, and the family did some groceries 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 rapier, with a snow-white hilt and a dazzling blade.

Fang Hao noticed it very early.

"Lord Cyril, this weapon is beautifully made." Fang Hao got up and walked to the rapier naturally.

"Of course it's beautiful, and it's a good collection," said Cyril.

"Can I..." Fang Hao asked if he could take it up and take a look.

"Please."

Fang Hao held the hilt in one hand, gently supported the blade in the other, and took the rapier into his hand.

【Pondering Sword (Purple)】

[Type: Rabbit Sword]

[Damage: Level 3 damage]

(Description: A rapier that killed its master. It is rumored that anyone who gets this rapier will die in agony.)

Surely a reprieve.

The information from the tavern storyteller was correct last time, and the city lord does have a sword of probation.

"The charm of this sword is not its appearance, but the story behind it." Cyril also came over and stood beside Fang Hao.

Fang Hao couldn't even tell that he had heard the story, so he could only ask, "Oh? What story?"

"There are a total of twelve swords of the same craftsmanship, and their master was once a famous countess..."

Cyril narrated from the side, telling a story similar to that of a tavern storyteller.

While there are some differences, the general trend remains the same.

when!

At this time, the guard who went to collect the bounty returned next time, and in his hand there was an extra wooden box containing 1,000 golden human race gold coins.

"Lord City Lord, the bounty is here," the guard said.

"En." Cyril looked at Fang Hao, "This is the bounty, click on it."

Fang Hao just took the gold coins and did not go to the amount.

His eyes were still on the rapier, and he asked directly: "I like this rapier very much. I don't know if Sir Cyril can cut his love. Of course, the price is easy to say."

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