Chapter 386: The Old Butler of the Fallen Heart
Chapter 386: The Old Butler of the Fallen Heart (Page 1/1)
As the janitor clears the dead bodies on the ground, Ram, the shadow mage of the Broken Wheel, wakes up from his coma, a red-haired human man who touches the back of his head where he has been knocked out of a large bag, and slowly rises from the ground, his face full of confusion.
He remembered that when the lizardman appeared, he was fleeing with his two companions, but when he was about to reach the door, he was suddenly attacked by the guy with the crow mask, and then he went black and lost consciousness.
Who is he? Why attack yourself? Also, Where did Jonathan and Leon go?
The shadow mage noticed that his companion was not by his side, and then he suddenly remembered something, and quickly touched his chest, thanking the all-powerful Lord of Change, the poison "White Snow" he had just bought was still lying in his arms.
Ram let out a sigh of relief, the pain in the back of his head was not so strong, it didn't matter if he was beaten, it didn't matter if his companion was gone, as long as the bottle of potion was still there, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as a headache waiting for him, this matter was messed up and affected the church's next plan, then his entire scalp would be peeled off by the angry bishop.
The shadow mage looked around again, searched for a long time, but still did not find the figure of his companion, and then he crept over to a human thief who was cleaning up the battlefield, and spent a full two silver shillings to find out what had happened after he had fallen unconscious.
The Ancient Slate was recaptured by the lizardmen, and the necromancer went crazy to kill everyone, so he was saved by the crow-masked man instead? It's messy.
Finally, for the sake of the silver coin, the human thief kindly reminded him that he could look for the pile of corpses piled up with various pieces of flesh and severed limbs outside the door, and his companion should be inside, Ram did not hesitate at all, and left the hall decisively, without looking at the "small hill" beside him that was exuding a strong smell of blood, and disappeared into the night without looking back.
The bishop's assignment was complete, and he didn't want to stay here for a second, so he hurried back to the hotel, grabbed his luggage, and left.
As for Jonathan and Leon, Ram drew a circle on his chest symbolizing the Wheel of Shattering and recited it silently.
"Two valiant warriors! Devout believers! When I return to Aldolph, I will call on all of you to pray for you and thank you for your contributions and sacrifices for the supreme cause of the Church, rest in peace. Jonathan! Rest in peace! Lyons! Bless me for my smooth promotion to "Spokes" when I go back, and I will take good care of your wife and daughter. ”
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So where is Ram's companion at the moment?
They didn't die, on the contrary, the two silver swordsmen were sitting in front of a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas, eating and drinking, accompanied by sexy and enchanting dark elf beauties, and it was estimated that they had long forgotten their families in the imperial capital.
This is the home of the Forsaken Chamber of Commerce, and although the head of the company, Kaimid is not there, everything is running normally.
This is because since the two Moria sisters came, the old butler who followed them, Yinnarus Blightheart, took over the place for the first time, and as for Kaimed, because of his proximity to the vampires and some other corruption, he has been put aside, and what awaits him is the judgment from the family.
At this time, he should have been locked up in the dungeon, but in order to humiliate the vampire in public, Liadlin insisted that he be taken with him, only to die at the hands of the lizardmen.
Opposite the two Chaos Cultists, stood a dark elf old man dressed as a black-clad butler, with a straight body, his hands crossed in front of him with white silk gloves, his movements were standard but his face was gloomy, it was none other than the steward of the Fallen Heart family, Yinarus Blightheart.
Blightheart is one of the three major affiliated families of Fallen Heart, and according to the ancient covenant, the eldest son of successive patriarchs is sent to the lord's house to serve as the chief's personal bodyguard for the rest of his life.
Yin Naruth has been in the Fallen Heart family for six hundred years, and has been promoted from the ordinary guard of the previous patriarch to the butler of the entire family, and can be said to be Lockhill's most loyal and caring subordinate.
This time, in order to protect his two daughters, Lockhill deliberately asked Yin Naruth to follow closely, saying that he was taking care of the diet and daily life of the two, but in fact, only in this way did he feel at ease that his two daughters would go out.
It's just that not long ago, due to the brazen request of a certain mercenary, Moria temporarily wanted to mobilize 50,000 dimensional stones to pay for the auction of Elizabeth, and the task of solving this matter naturally fell on Yin Naruth.
Fifty thousand dimensional stones are a huge amount of money for any force, and the old housekeeper called the "Forsaken Chamber of Commerce" and asked for credit first, and then more importantly, there was the last auction item as collateral, and the auction house was not afraid that they would repay the debt, so he completed the formalities first, and then he left the auction house and returned to the Chamber of Commerce to raise funds.
Why don't you just use the auction proceeds of the ancient slate to deduct it? The reason is very simple, this money is Miss Moria's private, and the 50,000 dimensional stones auctioned are from the [Forsaken Chamber of Commerce], which is considered a punishment for Kaimid's mistakes, as for how to fill this hole, it is his, but now it's okay, he has died in battle, don't think about it anymore.
It doesn't matter if he dies, if he doesn't die, just because the second and third young ladies are so seriously injured, he won't be better for the rest of his life.
It was because of this incident that Yin Naluth missed the battle just now, and when he saw the two Moria sisters scarred and dying, the old butler, who considered himself derelict in his duties, had a cloud on his face.
Don't look at his white hair, wrinkled face, but his strength is unfathomable, and it may even be no less than the lizard ancient blood warrior Saka just now, if he was there just now, if nothing else, he could ensure that the two sisters came out safely no matter what, there is like now, almost lost his life, if this kind of tragedy really happens, he doesn't dare to imagine how to face the angry family master, and the Blighted Heart family will also be covered with a layer of shame because of his mistakes, and be laughed at by the other two families.
Moria is the apprentice he taught by his own hands, and Liadlin is the one he grew up watching, and his feelings for both of them are very deep, which can be said to be obedient, if it weren't for him by his side, how could the two sisters return from the Luschia continent intact, but even in the dangerous rainforest, the two of them were not threatened, but when they arrived here, they almost died at the hands of cold-blooded reptiles, which made the old housekeeper not angry.
But he couldn't have a seizure again, firstly, because it was obvious that the second lady had an unusual relationship with the other party, and secondly, according to the description, it was the female mercenary who attracted the attention of the lizardman divine blessing warrior and saved the lives of the two of them, but the ancient holy stone tablet was taken away.
Now that I think about it, even Yin Naruth is a little afraid, maybe others just think that the breath just now is very terrifying, but it is really only at his level that he can experience the fear that goes deep into the bone marrow, just like a child can never know how complicated the society of adults is.
PS: The character "Yinnarus Blighted Heart" is provided by "Avoga Pineapple" (to contract the rhythm of all the dark elves.) )
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