Chapter 585: My World? (25)

The rumors knew that there were many untruths when they heard it, but combined with the fact that Arthur became a wizard in one fell swoop and was summoned by the king to be rewarded, it immediately made a false story a little more real and bizarre.

It's like a true saga, or epic of the future.

It doesn't really matter whether Arthur killed the dragon or not, all people need is a little after-dinner conversation. There are a lot of people talking about it, even if it's a hero or a demon king in the story, it's just as awe-inspiring.

In a small border town in the kingdom of Neva, several hurried travelers wearing hoods walked out of the hotel.

They had only entered the city yesterday through the dark forest, but they were about to leave in the morning, and they looked very anxious.

Some thugs secretly followed a few people, although anyone who could pass through the dark forest generally had amazing karma, but the shining gold coins still dazzled some people's eyes, and a few passers-by dressed as men were really hard to be awe-inspiring, unless it was a barbarian female warrior who was more exaggerated than most men.

Such a few women, look very delicate, not like a female man, if you are lucky, really pick up the leak, I am afraid that you will get more than a few bags of gold coins, there are more, take a risk, why not?

At this point, these little people, who are also famous in the border towns, have never been seen again, and they have disappeared like air.

Some of them also have family members, and officials do not stop investigating because of their identity.

But such an investigation was nothing more than a passing scene in the end, and the case was hastily closed.

Just as the ruffians dare to ignore human life, it does not prove that the ruffians have the skill to reach the sky, it can only show that human life is not valuable in this place.

"Never, don't underestimate anyone, not even a few ordinary women who look like lambs to the slaughter. ”

In the bustling tavern, the old drinker ends the story with such a sentence.

Compared with the lively atmosphere in the past, there was silence in the tavern at this time, and even if there was some conversation, the voice was very low, and many people who had heard this story, even strong men, were slightly pale.

"Ahem, old Jamie, you are so bold that you dare to say anything about witches. ”

The tavern owner is a one-eyed dragon, and if he can hold up such a field in the royal capital, this boss is also a bit powerful.

But unlike the imagination of many guests who don't know much about the hotel and the owner, this man who looks very vicious and more like a bandit than a bandit was once a brave officer in the kingdom's army, and his military achievements were brilliant, but he was only taken down in order to uphold justice and offend some powerful people at that time, and even blinded in one eye.

Later, the moths were cleaned up, and the military department also deliberately recalled the officers who were persecuted by the moths, and this person was also on the list. But he married a wife and had children in those years, and he lost his mind of killing the enemy and making meritorious contributions, and finally refused the invitation of the military and chose to hide in the market.

This is a middle-aged man who has a story and has been discouraged by justice, he looks a little ugly, but he is indeed a good person, and still has a heart that is more upright than ordinary people. As long as you ask him for help, within the scope of his ability, it is not a hurtful thing, if you have a little friendship with him, he will generally agree.

This is definitely not a cowardly good old man without guts, and he will not have less courage in his bones than anyone else.

But even he is a little secretive when he mentions "witch".

"Haha, I'm old, since everyone wants to hear it, then I'll say, what's the taboo. ”

"That witch, according to legend, was hanged more than a hundred years ago, and more than 200 human skins found in her house have been burned. ”

"Jack, others may be scared, but are you still afraid of this?"

"Most of the legends about this witch are just far-fetched by posterity. No matter how powerful and evil she was in life, after death, she was just a handful of loess. ”

Jamie, who was sitting on the side of the counter, took a sip of wine and said nonchalantly.

He is talking about real people and real things, just like the young archmage who was canonized by the king some time ago, and it is a real case of magic and witchcraft.

There is no shortage of such examples in this world, the most famous are the two sisters Ice Queen and Snow Queen two hundred years ago, both of whom are terrifying and powerful witches who can change the course of war on their own!

However, the most frightening thing is that there are far less widespread rumors of skinned witches in the local area.

After all, she lived near the royal city, and I heard that even a little prince in the palace was killed at that time, but it was only in consideration of the face of the royal family that she did not make it public.

Later, there were many horror stories in China, all of which were based on this, and adults used them to scare children.

Of course, people of insight know that the witch is dead, whether she had magic power during her lifetime, there are different opinions, and she must not continue to be strange after death, even if there are some grotesque legends, the resurrection of the undead and the harm of others, it seems to be well-founded, and it has absolutely nothing to do with her.

But the reason why stories are attractive is because a good storyteller can evoke the deepest horror memories in people's hearts. Maybe it's just childhood hallucinations, or bedtime stories from childhood, or something else.

Old James was a troubadour, but he was undoubtedly an outlier among poets, for the poems he wrote were like piles of shit, and the poems he sang in praise of heroes, in his poems about love, were all like ducks quacking. Only the horror stories he tells are very fascinating, and often even the bandits who lick the blood with knives will be creepy when they hear it, which should also be a talent.

Jamie took a sip of his wine, looked at the revival of the tavern, and waved his hand at the crowd.

He looked at the wine boy who was helping him collect the tip, and couldn't help but smile inexplicably. In the eyes of others, this is just a simple satisfaction, and his performance is also worthy of this satisfaction. But actually, who knows what he's thinking now? Maybe he's wondering which woman in town has bigger breasts?

With the emergence of Arthur, the archmage of the protector who was canonized by the king, he proved in public that he could really control the power of ice and was not a liar, and there was also a boom in witchcraft stories in the royal capital, and there were many more uninvited guests.

Jamie looked at the corner of the tavern, seemingly careless, but there was a strange black in his eyes, which was fleeting.

Some people, no matter how low-key, are always so eye-catching.

Everyone should have their own talents, but some of them have already shown their talents, while others are still lost.

"Arthur!"

In the palace, Arthur, who was about to go to the royal library, was slightly stunned.

A young girl in a white dress walked out of a corner of the courtyard, followed by several maids.

She is the princess of the kingdom of Neiva, the jewel of the king's palm, Lanjo Severdir.

If it had been before, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to meet her, let alone have a conversation.

Even if he was already the landlord of the town, even if his wealth was a hundred times more than at that time, the result would be the same!

"Your Highness Princess, is there anything you can do?"

Arthur, who was dressed in a strange blue robe, didn't have much affection for this trouble-loving girl, and certainly not a bad feeling.

This is a stranger, even though she is a princess, and obviously a little interesting to herself.

"Arthur..."

Because of their similar age, it has always been difficult for this princess to be in awe of Arthur the witch like others.

It may also be due to the fact that she doesn't know how to be in awe at all.

Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to have a dislike for this innocent lark-like beautiful girl, even if she often does bad things with good intentions.

Her heart is indeed not bad.

"Master Arthur, you... Do you want to go to the library again? I don't know, can I ask you a little favor..."

Princess Lan Ruo said hesitantly, because the maid had caught up, and some people around had also paid attention, this princess finally had a little more demeanor.

"Good. ”

Arthur agreed, much to the princess's delight.

If it was before he showed that terrifying ability, maybe he was special to himself, and Lan Ruo would have been regarded as a sycophant and had some intentions.

But now that he has seen his god-like strength, it is probably difficult for anyone to think that such Arthur will covet a high position.

Strength is not equal to status, but if the strength is strong to a certain limit and there is a desire for power, then the two are not incompatible, and even often the former has a higher gold content than the latter.

In the past, the countries of the Ice Queen and the Snow Queen were never the largest and most powerful among the countries on the mainland. But even when these two countries were at their weakest, no powerful country dared to underestimate them, because they had the most powerful monarchs.

When the Ice Queen worked hard and began to yearn for expansion, it plunged the entire continent into a twenty-year-long night, which profoundly made everyone understand the horror of witches!

In just twenty years, the kingdom established by the Ice Queen from scratch has expanded its territory a hundredfold, what kind of speed is this?

Therefore, Arthur, the wizard who showed great strength, even if he was far from the level of the two queens in the legend, was absolutely noble at this time, even if he was not as good as the king of a country, he was definitely stronger than a princess.

Moreover, he is also very handsome, personable, and admires Arthur's maidens, and the list goes on.

"Thank you, Arthur. ”

Lan Ruo took Arthur's hand very happily and left, high in the air, a phantom flashed away, and at the same time, a certain ghost light also flashed in Arthur's eyes.

Inside the city, in the streets of Lancer, in the underground warehouse, a group of people wearing robes and hoods are gathering.

"It's been confirmed, the target is not the person you're looking for above. ”

One of them spoke, and it was hard to distinguish between them by their clothes alone.

Characteristics such as being tall, short, fat and thin are not accurate in a dim environment.