Less than ten minutes after Fink left, there was another knock on the door of the study, and the guard's deep voice came in: "Lord Earl, Mr. Hausman, the owner of the Sword and Rose Inn, asks to see you." ”

When Earl Ian heard the guard's words, his expression slowly changed from gloomy to flat, and then a gentle smile slowly appeared on his cheeks, until it was very natural, and then he replied, "Let Mr. Hausman in!"

His tone was no longer as harsh as before, but very approachable.

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged fat man with a rich face stepped into the study, and he saluted very humbly: "Dear Earl, your faithful lord Haussman greets you, and please forgive me for taking the liberty of interrupting. ”

"Dear Mr. Hausman, you don't have to be so polite, please be seated. "Earl Ian's attitude is extremely modest, almost like the two of them just now.

Boss Haussman sat on the sofa opposite, and after a few polite words, the two of them cut to the chase: "Count Ian, you want us to pay attention to the news of Her Highness Sylvia, and today there is finally a letter." ”

"Oh, really?" Earl Ian's eyes widened instantly, and his face was full of surprise: "My angel, where is she." ”

Whoever sees Earl Ian's expression will definitely mistake the other party for Sylvia's suitor, and Boss Hausman is no exception.

He flicked the ring on his thick finger and replied in a harsh aristocratic tone, "It's in my inn." ”

Earl Ian jumped almost in surprise when he heard this: "Oh! the dream moment is coming, I will propose to the beautiful pearl of Arthur's kingdom in front of all the people." ”

He paced back and forth, showing great nervousness: "Her Royal Highness the beautiful goddess Sylvia, the pearl of the kingdom, is actually in my territory. ”

Earl Ian seemed to be overwhelmed with emotion, and he grabbed Haussman's hand and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Haussman, for telling me the good news. ”

Haussmann's face showed a little smugness, and then he rubbed his hands together: "Lord Earl, about my bounty?"

"Oh! yes!" Count Ian patted his forehead and commanded outside, "Guard, help me prepare ten gold coins for Mr. Hausman." ”

Then he looked at Hausman's fat body and said, "Mr. Haussmann will follow them to get it, I still have some important things to deal with, so I won't accompany him." ”

Hausman smiled knowingly, as if he knew something, and bowed out.

When the door of the study slammed shut, Earl Ian's smiling face suddenly stiffened, then became indifferent, and finally became a little crazy: "Hmph! Bounty?

Renard was still wandering the bright streets, and he was almost immersed in the night scene of the Western world.

However, he had just finished buying arrows from the weapons shop and was about to turn into a busy street when he saw a red fire illuminate the entire night sky, and the air was faintly mixed with the smell of choking smoke.

On fire?, Renard's expression was a little dazed.

It is true that Ignaz City is rich in timber, but it is built on a mountain, and the main material for its construction is stone, and it is now the spring monsoon, and the air is humid, how can it catch fire?

"It's on fire!" "Guards, Guards!" "Get out of here." ”“......”

The sound of shouts filled the eardrums, and many people on the street did not rush to leave, but watched in the direction of the fire, pointing from time to time.

Renard was even more of a big deal to see the excitement, and he approached the direction of the fire against the flow of people, his face full of excitement.

In fact, not only him, but many people regarded this fire as a soup and fire dinner.

After all, Ignaz City is a stone city, and no matter how big the fire is, burning a few houses is already the limit, and it will not cause greater damage.

However, they were wrong this time, and just as Renard was about to approach the burning street, the guards who were maintaining order hurriedly grabbed him and warned him with a serious face: "Don't go over, the fire is too big, you will die." ”

As soon as the words fell, groups of militiamen and guards rushed into the fire with water from a distance.

It didn't take long for them to retreat from the fire again in disarray, and at the same time shouted: "Everyone evacuate quickly, the fire is too big to control." ”

Now Renard didn't have to go in, because he had seen the raging tongue of fire spreading rapidly in this direction, and he never thought that a house made of stone would burn so vigorously.

The surrounding residents finally became frightened, and they rushed into the house like crazy to rescue valuable objects, but before they could run out of the house again, they were blocked by the raging flames, and they could never get out.

People were still carrying water from the moat, and because of the distance, most of the panic was spilled, and when the water was poured on the burning houses, it was not even a drop in the bucket for the raging fire.

The fire grew stronger and more intense over time, flooding two streets in the blink of an eye, and it has a tendency to continue to expand.

Yalei asked suspiciously, "What's going on, why did it suddenly catch fire?"

Many people had the same doubts, and the guards who maintained order shook their heads: "I don't know, Ignaz City hasn't encountered such a fire for more than twenty years, and I remember the last time it was when the demons attacked. ”

The flames burned for four or five hours, and if it weren't for the demolition of most of the surrounding buildings by Lord Earl Ian, I'm afraid it would have continued to spread elsewhere.

This enigmatic fire was simply the biggest disaster that the city of Ignaz has encountered in more than 20 years, and the flames consumed hundreds of houses and hundreds of lives.

Fortunately, these things have nothing to do with Renard, he is neither an arsonist nor a victim, but unfortunately it is his wishful thinking.

"Ding! Trigger quest to save the suffering Princess Sylvia, reward ten potential points and a magic item. ”

As soon as the system's prompt fell, a map appeared in his mind, with two red dots on the map, one of which was not moving, while the other was moving rapidly into the distance.

Renard's expression was extraordinarily exciting, such a bloody thing would actually be touched by himself?

He took a deep breath: "System, can I not do this task?"

The system was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Whatever, but it may cause the death of the mission character, don't think of this as a game, it's a living person, and you want to give up such a rich reward?"

Well, the system choked Renard's soft underbelly, the life and death of others are not important to him, and the important rewards are rich enough.

So he immediately galloped back to the inn, packed up his things, and hurried out of the city.