Chapter 1 The Gate of Desire Section 3 Why argue right from wrong
Stepping into the gate of the Adventurer's Guild in Fog Rose Town, you will be greeted by a wide main hall, the terrazzo floor is as smooth as a mirror, the gold and white decorations and lifelike murals make the Adventurers' Guild magnificent, and a huge crystal chandelier hangs high in the center of the main hall to release bright light. However, if you look closely, the decoration in the Adventurers' Guild in Fog Rose Town has not been maintained for a long time, and there are traces of dust and damage everywhere, and even the crystal lamp is bright but not transparent due to the accumulation of dust.
It was already dusk, but there were still many adventurers talking in the main hall of the Adventurers' Union.
Unqi pushed open the door of the Adventurer's Guild and walked in, and the Adventurer's Guild was suddenly silent and terrifying. Almost all the demon adventurers stared at this boatman boy with eyes full of malice.
On this day, more than a month has passed since the Demon Emperor Tak Eberon issued an elegant pardon, but the hostility of the demon people towards the barbarians, especially the boat people, has not decreased.
Amid the many hostile glances, Uenqi walked to the front desk of the main hall as if no one was around. At the front desk of the Adventurer's Union sat two demons who were doing things, a thin and withered little old man in black was the secretary of the Adventurer's Union, and the other was a young man in sleeveless short leather armor who was originally a bard, but because he couldn't make money and couldn't make money, his life was unsustainable, so he also worked as a helper at the front desk of the union.
Unqi looked at the two demons and said straight to the point, "There is a thief who stole my money bag, and I suspect that she has something to do with your union. ”
Listening to Wu Enqi's words, the little old man secretary was noncommittal and expressionless, while the bard's helper rolled his eyes arrogantly, and the demon adventurers in the adventurer's union burst into laughter. Hearing their tidal laughter, Unqi was even more convinced that the thieves who stole his money bag were sent by the Misty Rose Adventurers' Guild, and that they were deliberately trying to make him a dumb loser.
Wu Enqi sneered, looked directly into the eyes of the trade union secretary and said: "I found out that my money bag was stolen, and I rushed back on purpose, not to investigate, but to save your life, so that you don't die in vain." Where is she? Let her come out to me. ”
In the face of Wu Enqi's aggressive momentum, the little old man secretary said with a straight face unmoved: "Your Excellency, I think you must have made a mistake. We, the Adventurers' Guild in Misty Rosetown, are a regular union authorized by Baron Bertrand Karfin, not a Thieves' Guild, and will not accept your questioning. If you'd like to post a quest to find a lost item, I can help you. But do you still have a commission?"
The bard's helper also helped: "Stranger, you say that someone has stolen your money bag, but there is evidence? If you can't produce evidence, then you are planting a false accusation! Framing a holy clan will be punished tenfold according to the holy law!"
As soon as the bard's helper's words fell, more than a dozen evil-looking demons immediately surrounded him, pointing at Unqi's nose and asking him to show evidence.
Unqi was slightly stunned, not because he was afraid, but because in his impression, the nineteen demon clans had always been like a plate of scattered sand, and it was rare to see the same enemy like this. Unqi clenched his fists, he was from a family of boat people, and he had never lacked property from the moment he was born, so he didn't really care about the theft of the money bag. The reason why he rushed back was indeed out of good intentions, but people didn't appreciate it.
Unqi thought to himself, "Why am I suffering? Since they covet that Endless Fire Agate Bag and let them suffer some losses, what does it matter to me?"
Thinking of this, Unqi pulled away to leave, but the demons who surrounded him did not intend to let him go. Seeing that Unqi had flinched, the bard's helper, who had just given him a black cauldron, thought that he was cowardly, and cried out: "Hurry up and catch him, catch the brute who slanders our union!
The laughter in the adventurer's guild grew brighter, and in the midst of the laughter, several demons even let out a slightly sympathetic lament.
Lord Neomi, the magistrate of Misty Rose Town, is known as the two-headed snake, and it is said that both men and women eat it, especially for the mighty men on the Xingjia and the bed, and all the men and women he interrogated as soon as they heard the word "Naomi", they all foamed at the mouth, rolled their eyes, twitched all over, and trembled like chaff.
Unqi hadn't heard of Naomi's name, he only thought that the demons were still laughing at him, so he was even more annoyed.
Unch gave the bard a hard look, but the guy had already ducked behind a bald man, using the powerful bald man as a shield. The wicked man was more than two meters tall, as strong as a hill, shirtless in front of Unqi, his bald head shiny, and four sharp horns on his forehead.
The horned demon monster shouted, "Bastard boy, you dare to slander our little nightingale, I want you to kneel down and make amends for her, or else...... Uh-huh!"
Unqi sneered and asked, "I didn't say who stole my money bag, how do you know that I am slandering your little nightingale?"
The horned demon villain was stunned, scratching his head and speechless.
The bard's helper who was hiding behind the Horned Demon Villain saw that the Horned Demon Villain was asked, and hurriedly explained: "We call all the Nightclan girls Little Nightingales, and Uncle Tred is certainly not wrong when he says that you slander our Little Nightingale. ”
Wu Enqi nodded and said calmly: "I understand when you say this, it seems that the person who took my money bag is a girl from the Night Clan." Is it because she was born so beautiful that you jumped out to protect her?"
The Bard's helper was stunned by the question, but at that moment Unki's face changed and he fell sideways, as the bowstring sounded, and an invisible feathered arrow shot down Unki's helmet, which quickly nailed to the wall of the hall and turned into a faint shadow.
With the crisp sound of the helmet hitting the ground and the stone, the demons surrounding Unqi saw a still childish face, a pair of angry black eyes and fluttering black hair. Despite his tall appearance, Unqi was only sixteen years old, and he was still so young, which was completely beyond the expectations of the demon adventurers.
The horned demon shook his head and said, "It's just a milky boatman cub, it's boring, it's boring! Bastard boy, you kowtow to Uncle Tred, and I'll make them spare you." It would be pitiful to give you to Naomi to dispose of. ”
The demon adventurers surrounding Unqi burst into laughter again, and before the laughter stopped, there was another sound of bowstrings. The invisible shadow arrow, disguised by laughter, shot at Unki's brow with another abrupt swoop. At the same time, an eerie voice cried out, "Since he is pitiful, I will send him to death!"
"You're the one who is going to die!"
Unqi shouted violently, and the cyan fighting spirit stirred up the wild wind, and Unqi's figure rose with the wind, and at the same time, a three-foot-long eight-sided iron sword appeared in his hand out of thin air. Wu Enqi jumped in the wind, and he had already jumped out of the encirclement, as if he was just swinging a sword with ease, it seemed that the birds were thrown into the forest, and the autumn leaves were falling, natural and free, and made at will. But the sword he swung out was as unpredictable as a waterfall and flowing clouds, like a sunset that would eventually fall, and as unstoppable as the pull of fate.
As soon as the Shadow Demon who was hiding in the corner and plotting against Unqi came out, before he could put away his longbow, the black, blazing iron sword had already slashed at his throat. The despicable creature was taken aback, and before he could even shout or demonize, he was already in a different place.