Chapter 18: The Old Thief's Heart
As soon as the words came outβ
Although the volume of Urs was not loud, the name of the place mentioned in his words was like an invisible thorn that penetrated into Gloleiden's heart without warning, making the old man with brown curly hair in front of him stunned, and the expression of the underbeaten, which had pretended to be deaf and dumb a second, suddenly froze on his face as if it had been struck by lightning at this moment.
"Russ Canyon ......" the old man lowered his outstretched hands and muttered in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know what you're talking about." β
"Don't be nervous, I'm just going to tell you a story."
"It's enough to listen to stories and find bards, third-rate poets can be found everywhere."
"But this story is more credible than any poet's fabricated rumor." Urs didn't give up, "because it happened just eight years ago." Russ Canyon is located in the northern part of Gonzawa, and deep in that valley lies the ruins of a mysterious dungeon that suddenly attracts an adventuring party from Twilight to explore. It is worth mentioning that the name of that adventure group is 'Thorns', and the strength of the team is very good, and the average seniority of the core members is above three stars. β
"Hmph, boring."
The old thief pursed his lips and glanced sideways to ignore Urs, but the contrast between his appearance of being stimulated by some kind of stimulus was too obvious from the stupid appearance he had not been before.
This betrayed his inner wavering.
Observing the subtle change in expression on Groeldon's face, Urs said in his heart that there was a joke, and then continued: "So, eight years ago, the Thorns Adventure Party set out for the Russ Canyon, and the brave and resourceful veteran adventurers went all the way, and they wore rain, and it took less than two days on the road to find and break into the ruins of the mysterious dungeon in the depths of the canyon......"
"The ruins of the dungeon are filled with undead creatures known as Shadow Demons, and many sinister magical traps lurk, but these dangers cannot stop the adventurers, especially one of the best thieves in their team......"
"With the light of an oil lamp, the thief's eyes were always able to spot the monsters in the dim environment, as well as the trap fuses and traps at the feet of his companions that had not yet been triggered, and guide the party safely until they reached the end of the ruins, where they found a treasure......"
"That's enough." Suddenly, the corner of Gloriden's eyes jumped, and he couldn't help but interject coldly, "The brave has returned in triumph, I have already guessed the ending, you don't need to talk about it anymore." β
"Yes, as the old drunkard in front of me said, the good thief adventurer in the story used to think so." Urs paused for a moment and sorted out the manuscript, "It's a pity that it backfiredβ"
Bang!
"I've told you to shut up." The brown-haired old man leaned forward, slammed his left fist on the table, and his fierce gaze stared straight at the black-haired young man, "This is a warning, don't think I'm joking." β
Seeing Gloridon get excited, Urs knew that his purpose was about to be achieved.
Immediately, ignoring the other party's so-called warning, his lips, which had just been closed for less than a second, were ready to open again.
Hmmm-
At that moment, Gloriden showed his right hand, hidden under the wine table, and a half-foot-long iron dagger appeared in his hand with the sharp sound of unsheathing, and it quickly moved towards Urs's throat.
The cold dagger reflected a sharp cold light in the young man's eyes.
However, Urs was clearly prepared, and the reaction speed given to him by the 16 agility attribute made him immediately raise his hand and choke the wrist that Gloledon stretched out in front of him, and crushed it to death on the wooden wine table with a thud.
Ding Lingling β
The iron dagger then rolled to the ground with a crisp sound.
"You ββ!" Glorydon's brow furrowed, half-tilted to try to ease the pain in his wrist, his teeth bared and his eyes widened.
"It's a pity that it backfired." Urs's eyes approached, and he looked directly into his pupils before finishing his sentence, "The story ended unexpectedly, that good thief adventurer was blinded by the treasure at the last moment, and as a result, he neglected his duties as a scout for the team, resulting in a sneak attack on the entire team of companions from the shadows! β
"No... That's not true! Shut up! β
"In the end, the Thorn Adventure Group was wiped out overnight, and the most damned thief survived! Like a lost wild dog, he left behind the corpses of his companions and fled back to the city, his fighting spirit has since been worn out, relying on his savings to get drunk every day, and he has become a walking corpse old bastard under the ravages of time. β
"Shut up!"
"Now, this old bastard is right in front of me, and his name is exactly-"
"Shut up!"
"βGloriden!"
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With an almost roaring tone, Urs ruthlessly uncovered the deep scar in Groledon's heart, and did not shy away from watching the old man in front of him completely stunned like a puppet with his soul drained.
He let go of his hand, and Gloledon sat back in his chair, his eyes dimmed like a extinguished candle, and after a while, he clenched his fists tremblingly, lowered his head and squeezed out a trilled voice from his throat that forced him to cry and slowly explained: "No, you don't know, you don't know anything......"
"That ruin is cursed, the information sold to us by the intelligence dealer is wrong, and the monster we were dealing with was a dragon, a terrifying shadow dragon......"
"You have no idea the shock and horror of a man facing a dragon, and I felt a soul-penetrating chill pour down from the top of my head just by the damn beast that swept over me. Despair gripped everyone's hearts, the battle had lost its meaning from the beginning, and escaping from that ghost place alive was already the greatest mercy of Lady Luck for me in my life. β
When the words fell, his words obviously seemed to excuse himself, but he soon hugged his head as if he blamed himself.
Urs said no more, and waited quietly for his next outburst, or permanent silence.
The brunette young man didn't wait long.
After a few seconds, the old thief struggled to raise his head, and a fiery killing intent flashed in his eyes and added, "But I'm not a coward...... You can call me incompetent and call me a fool, but my heart is not dead! I've been plotting revenge for eight years, but never had the chance! β
"Now is your chance, old fellow." Finally waiting for the answer he wanted from the other party's mouth, Urs smiled with satisfaction, "You have two days to think about it, and then you can figure it out and look for me in the abandoned empty house." β
With that, he got up from his seat and walked out of the street-side tavern called Blazing Wheat without looking back.
Gloryden gritted his teeth as he watched Urs's back leave his sight, the anger in his chest that had nowhere to vent scorched his heart and lungs. After a few moments, he gasped and forced himself to take several deep breaths to regain his senses, and finally calmed down a little, only to find that the crowd around him was frightened by the conflict that had just happened between him and the young man, and a pair of disdainful eyes fell on him with defensive intentions.
The bartender in the room stood beside him nervously, carefully handed him a small wooden barrel glass full of ale and asked, "First... Sir, this is the wine you just asked for. β
"You... Still drinking? β
Glorydon turned his head to look to the side.
The liquid in the cup is a transparent orange-yellow color, with a few bubbling white flowers shaking slightly.
After a moment's hesitation, he snatched the barrel without saying a word, like a grumpy dwarf pointing the rim of the cup to his mouth and pouring it up, the bitter liquor flowing through his dirty stubble......