The weather was still bad, the rain and wind did not stop, lightning occasionally swept across the sky, damp flags fluttered in the cold morning breeze, and the rain-soaked crowd gathered coldly in the square, around the wooden gallows, waiting for the execution to proceed.

Watching the excitement seems to be common to most intelligent creatures in this world, the long-awaited Midsummer Festival has been ruined by bad weather, and the execution of a red-robed mage may be able to embellish the boring life of those guests who do not hide in taverns and inns.

The guards of Dagger Beach patrolled the gallows in black cloaks and were heavily armed and did their best to maintain order, and any spectators and guests who got too close were given stern warnings.

A masked hangman went up to the gallows and waited. Under the gallows stood a slender, rain-soaked knight in bright armor with a greatsword hanging from his back. He stood like a lighthouse in the dark, keeping an eye on the whole process with a wary eye.

A few steps behind him stood a gloomy elf, dressed in a handsome gray cloak, with a dignified demeanor, but the pale knuckles clenched slightly showed that his heart was by no means at peace.

When the audience was large enough, the masked hangman nodded to the knight in the audience, and the knight turned and limped towards the center of the crowd.

The crowd parted automatically, as the prisoners were dragged to the gallows by two cloaked guards. This is indeed a red-robed mage from the Cell, the mage with a bare head and body wears nothing but a belt, his slender physique is covered in large snake-shaped tattoos, and even his head is covered with magical tattoos. His wrists and ankles were tied with ropes, and his eyes and mouth were sewn shut—according to an ancient law of hanging for spellcasters, supposedly to prevent and ensure that the mage could not cast spells on anyone with his eyes and magic spells.

The knight in armor didn't seem very satisfied when he saw the situation of the red-robed mage, but he still didn't say anything, just stood in the crowd and stood on guard, making sure that no one could interfere with the execution, and even save the red-robed mage.

When the red-robed mage was escorted to the gallows, a clerk stepped forward and pronounced the sentence like the red-robed mage and all the spectators: "In the name of the Dagger Beach Council, and in the name of the Duke of Dagger Beach, the protector of the Three Rivers Valley, it is decreed that the red-robed mage Eric from Cell, who is now from Cell, is guilty of the unforgivable crime of organizing a brutal attack on Lord Flosen's manor, robbing the treasure of Lord Flosen's family, and abducting Lord Flosen's servants, and will be hanged. ”

The judge's sentence suddenly seemed to ignite a fire, and the discomfort of the crowd had turned into anger.

"Kill the mage!"

"Burn him!"

"Evil mage, must be hanged."

The rolling thunder and the storm could not drown out the roar of the crowd, and the angry shouts of the people came and went. There was even an old woman who shouted, "Maggot filth! Go to hell! ”

On the outskirts of the crowd, a highly guarded horse-drawn cart arrived and stopped at the edge of the crowd. Through the rain-stained window of the carriage, the pale face of Mardwin, Duke of Dagger Beach, could be clearly seen, and he observed the entire execution process from a close distance.

At this time, Dugufeng and the others were on the periphery of the crowd, watching the execution process like other adventurers and outsiders.

"What a pathetic man!"

The roar of the original inhabitants of Dagger Beach made Shi Ji a little uncomfortable, of course, there was such a scene of public executions in Baldur's Gate, but the residents of Baldur's Gate were not so fanatical, they were at most gathered around to watch the excitement, and even laughed and laughed to evaluate the crime of this unlucky guy. Rarely have there been such a homophora of hatred among the residents of Dagger Bank.

Moreover, such ancient and barbaric acts as sewing the mouths and eyes of the caster criminals are long gone. This time I saw and heard, and Shi Ji really saw the conservatism and barbarism in the township area.

"There are no poor people in the red-robed mage!"

Lady Silver Dragon was not swayed by the tragic appearance of the red-robed mage, and allowing the wicked to receive the retribution for their sins was the victory of the power of justice.

"Think of the people who died in the attack of the red-robed mage, think of the people whose families were ruined by the crimes of the red-robed mage, etc., think of the poor people who went bankrupt because of the red-robed mage's drug trafficking, and you will find that the pain endured by the red-robed mage is nothing compared to the pain of more victims."

Although she was pleased with Shi Ji's kind tendencies in sympathy and pity, Lady Yinlong did not forget to instill some correct beliefs in justice in Shi Ji.

"Hey!"

Roland Vilia, dressed in black, sneered, although he has always been indifferent to the Silver Dragon lady in the camp of kindness and justice, but he is too lazy to say anything. Compared to the group of brainless Yakong divine envoys from Heavenly Mountain that she had encountered, the righteous and kind silver dragon already knew how to be flexible.

Dugu Feng, on the other hand, didn't care about Ms. Yinlong's words at all, and her attention fell more on paying attention to some more interesting things in more distant places.

Dagger Beach is a place deeply shrouded in the shadow of Waterdeep, although the leader of Dagger Beach calls himself the Duke of Dagger Beach, but in fact, all forces from Waterdeep City have deeply controlled all aspects of Dagger Beach, and even the entire city's council organization is imitating Waterdeep City.

However, it is clear that Dagger Beach is not Waterdeep, it does not have the same powerful heritage and strength as Waterdeep, and although the lords of Deepwater City are masked by the scholars behind the scenes, they lack magical protection, and the identities of all of them are almost unobstructed.

For example, the elf with a gloomy face, he was not only a victim of the raid on the territory by the red-robed mage, but also one of the members of the Dagger Beach Chamber of Commerce, and a loser in the internal struggle of an organization in Waterdeep City, so he was "banished" to Dagger Bank.

As for the knight in armor, he was Ser Istvar, a warrior who had just stepped into the path of the exemplar, the strongest man on the dagger beach, and his duty at this time was to maintain order and guard against possible allies of the red-robed mages.

It was only when the lasso tightened on the mage's neck until the tattoos on his body began to churn, but nothing happened until anything happened. Although the audience in the crowd gasped at the magical tattoo that twisted like a living snake, those who knew it were just a reaction of the magic power of the red-robed mage when he died, and there was no danger.

The armored knight drew his greatsword, alerted for a possible surprise attack. However, after a while, there was no response, and the captain of the guard motioned for the hangers to pull the lever of the trapdoor. A brief fall means the death of a mage. There was no flash of thunder, no expectation that the mage would disappear, but his body hung like that, and the serpentine tattoo was no longer churning.

The knight breathed a sigh of relief as the crowd began to disperse.

"Just dead?"

Shi Ji was also a little surprised, this is different from the plot in the bard's story, shouldn't there be a sudden jump out at this time, shoot the executioner, and then have a wonderful battle with the knights and soldiers of Dagger Beach?

However, just when almost everyone relaxed and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a rider galloped into the square on a black horse, startling everyone.

"My master! My master! Terrible news! The Crome's Grip has been attacked by a black dragon! ”

As the rider approached the armored knight, he rolled over and dismounted, loudly reporting bad news.

The news of the attack on the Krom's Grip caused panic in the town square. People scattered in a hurry, scattering everywhere, as if in a hurry to find shelter (maybe just to shelter from the rain?). ）。

The messenger's message was enough to make the Duke of Dagger Beach step out of the carriage in the rain and walk towards Sir Istdeva and the Lord Flosian, under the cover of four servants holding a canopy.

"Silence, silence! Pay attention to order! ”

The voice of the Duke of Dagger Beach was loud and majestic, and with the help of the spell, it quickly spread throughout the square, covering the panic and chaos of the crowd.

"Guards, keep order!"

"Residents and guests of Dagger Beach, calm, warriors and warriors of Dagger Beach are capable of withstanding all intruders. It doesn't matter if he's a red-robed mage or a black dragon. ”

"Knight, debrief, I want to hear everything you know."

The Duke of Dagger Beach gave orders one after another, calming down the somewhat panicked crowd.

Once again, lightning pierced the sky, and the clouds grew lower and darker, signaling an even stronger storm to come.

"My lord, the castle of Krom's Grip has been attacked by a dragon. The dragon had black scales and a huge size, and it was probably at least an adult dragon, so Baroness Winnie of Crom Castle sent me to ask for help......"

The rider reported to the Duke and his master the news from the castle of Krom's Grip, but the news was that Baroness Winnie of Krom's Grip had sent messengers as soon as the dragon arrived, so he had no information other than the dragon's large size and black scales.

"It's a dragon again!"

The voice of the rider's report could not hide the ears of Dugu Feng and the others, and Vilia Roland smiled lowly, glanced at the silver dragon lady, and said meaningfully: "The dragon is indeed one of the biggest disasters in the country, and they can be seen almost anywhere. ”

"Only the five-colored dragon is evil!"

Lady Silverdragon immediately corrected Villa Loren's statement and said righteously, "The metal dragons are all dragons of justice and goodness, and they are all committed to fighting the evil forces that are wreaking havoc in the kingdom. In fact, it was precisely because of the efforts and sacrifices of many good dragons that those evils were curbed from expanding on the mainland. ”

"Really?"

The corners of Veria Roland's mouth curled slightly, and she said with a hint of irony: "The metal dragons have indeed sacrificed a lot. I heard that the most famous beauty among the golden dragons, Agfu, in order to influence evil, also married a black dragon, and achieved an unprecedented marriage across beliefs and races of the dragon clan, which is indeed great! ”