Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Aftermath Is Unsettled

Titus hugged his wrist and kept rubbing the slightly red and swollen area to relieve the pain like a pinprick, "Aldrich Triss? I remember you, what a good knight." ”

For the sake of the sword and shield armband, the senior ace of the Dark Police Department swallowed this breath and secretly wondered what the origin was just now, but unfortunately with the rich experience he had accumulated over the years, he did not see the fame in it.

"It can make my hands tingle, your little trick is very good, a bit like the 'poisonous bee' of the sword knight, or other secret knightly skills. ”

Knight Tris shook his head slightly, "It's a pity that Lord Titus guessed wrong, this is the most common spear-based knight skill 'Thrust', but I forcibly compressed its power to concentrate on one point. ”

Aldrich bowed his head apologetically, 'I can only cover it up with a joke that is difficult to get into, should I tell him that this is acupuncture.' ’

"How is that possible? there is still room for further transformation of the knightly skills that have been honed for thousands of years?" Titus did not speak, but Raul Blanc beside him stared at the Knight of Triss with some suspicion.

"How is it impossible? Before the final edition of the Bronze Codex, many knightly skills were deleted and tampered with, and for the sake of universal adaptability, some secret techniques of bloodline inheritance and special physique were not included, and I recovered some of the lost fragments in the practice of the Whispering Forest. ”

"Furthermore, please don't be bound by the inherent rules and regulations, there is no end to human potential, otherwise there would be no birth of 'Order Fury', a kind of mad knightly skill, which is the bloodline talent of the highland barbarians. Unlike the Knights of Order, they are able to maintain a clear consciousness even after being burned by the Ashes of Anger, which is the embodiment of destruction that destroys everything. In the old days, we all thought it was a glorious grace, and the Guardian of Order, which is still passed down today, reminds us that this particular knighthood has nothing to do with the gods. ”

"I know a lot, and it's not a shame that I'm the heir of the Tris family, who has the title of Eye of Vigilance. When Titus said this, he was satisfied to see the change in Aldrich's face, and he was immediately ninety percent sure in his heart.

After the open and secret battle just now, the Secret Police Department and the Night Patrol Knight reached a tacit understanding, and the leaders of the two sides lowered their guard and went to the gallows to inspect the bodies of the deceased, and new problems and questions appeared.

"It's strange! The young man had no obvious injuries on his body, his expression was extremely frightened, and death came almost instantly, so that the expression of the last moment of his life was frozen on his face. It's unbelievable that there are such terrible murderous tricks in this world. ”

Captain West's words were basically the inference of Titus, a senior knight of the Dark Police Department, who wanted to straighten up but could only continue to squat because of the low plank, and then looked sideways at Aldrich, wanting to hear his opinion.

Not far away, the Knight of Tris stared closely at a shallow pit, the soft soil that had just been turned left with a strange smell of grass and trees, and a faint aura, similar to the light he had seen in a flashing glance in the whispering forest, when a palm-sized elf flapped its dragonfly-like transparent wings and stayed in the air to sip the morning dew on the tip of the grass.

'Wood elves, no, this is the place of execution, the place where sinners die, and the natural spirituality that is born out of death, blood, and tears can only be a goblin that brings ominous spirits, is it some kind of grass and wood spirit?'

The temple of the spiritual realm, the pool at the core, the spark of inspiration flashed, the twisted lines and ripples precipitated a secret name, Aldrich couldn't help but blurt out: "Mandrake!"

"What?" Titus and Rufu West reacted immediately, looking at Knight Trits.

"Oh, I mean, there used to be an old poison ginseng eggplant, also known as sunflower and black apple, which the wizards used as a panacea, no matter how low the success rate of the potion refining, as long as a few roots were added to it, it would often be successful. In the eyes of ordinary people, it has the spiritual effects of repelling insects, warding off evil spirits, maintaining love, and benefiting the reproduction of offspring. The warriors believed that carrying it close to their body would give them courage and invincibility, and the victorious daughter of Vitlia favored him to get off the battlefield alive. Although the times have changed, this natural creature has not degenerated into an ordinary plant, and it still remains in its original appearance. ”

Titus is the Secret Police Department's trump card, "Mandrake? It is said that the mandrake grows in the execution field, sucks the blood and liquid of the condemned prisoners, and is born because of the resentment of the deceased, and it will emit a faint aura if it is sprinkled with clean salt, and if it is watered with dog urine, it will be paralyzed and unable to escape, and when it grabs the leaves of the mandrake and pulls it out of the soil, it will often let out a piercing scream, the older the year, the more harmful it is, the lighter it can stun people, and the heavier it will make people crazy, and even die on the spot. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "This young man should have been killed by the mandrake, but I didn't expect that the execution ground in Eastwood City would breed this kind of demon grass, in my opinion, I need to send people to search the vicinity carefully, maybe I can find the black apple." ”

"If there are mandrake roots, our exclusive alchemist of the Dark Police Department will definitely be able to refine the healing potion, and that would be great. A bottle of potion for treating minor injuries can be sold for at least ten gold omas, and if it is converted into water to treat minor injuries, it will also cost about five gold coins, which is really a shortcut to make a fortune and a way to get rich. ’

Glancing sideways at Rufer West and Aldrich Triss, he secretly hated, 'Damn, they're all insiders, maybe they'll ask me for a favor, how much should I give?'

The Night Knight Titus didn't even see the mandrake, and his empty thoughts had drifted away for an unknown distance, and he couldn't get them back for a moment.

"Let's go, it's dark under the gallows, and even if there are any clues, it's better to wait until dawn to investigate. Captain West also guessed what Titus was thinking, he didn't want to get involved at all, and pulled the Knights of Triss, but Raul Blanc didn't dare to stop them, and watched them leave.

When the two men reached the edge of the execution ground, the boar Sein met him with three horses, grinning and smiling with only one sentence.

"Captain, you know I'm not good at scouting the scene, and since Knight Triss is with you, I'll have to stay and watch these mounts and not let them interfere with you. ”

Aldridge saw that Rufer West was still a little angry, and hurriedly persuaded: "Everyone has their own position, Sain just didn't find his correct position, but the direction is generally right." ”

"You don't know, Sain used to be a veteran in this business, and even I was reminded by him a few times, but after one incident, he became shy back and stopped doing this kind of dirty work. ”

Sain was still laughing, but he became a little stiff, and the reins in his hand were a little tight, and then slowly let go, and he opened his mouth to laugh at himself: "Those bits and pieces of mine are not in shape, they are all accumulated experience, and they can't be compared with professionals at all." ”

"I don't worry about others, only you have to watch under my nose, otherwise I don't know what you will stab me again. Seeing that Aldridge was a little confused, Captain West casually explained, "It's not a big deal, he used to like to stuff valuable things into his pocket when he surveyed the scene......"

"Captain!" Thine immediately interrupted Rufer West, "can you not mention my past, it's been so long, I thought you had forgotten it." ”

"Do you know how much I spent to clean up your mess?" Angry at the thought of it, Captain West wanted to punch him hard.

"That's not because my resume can be clean and beautiful, and it won't affect my future transfer. Sain couldn't bear it anymore and pushed back desperately.

Seeing that the dangerous spark had ignited and was about to burn everything at any time, Aldrich Triss hurriedly intervened to dissuade him, and said a lot of good things, which calmed Captain West. Knowing that he was going too far, Sain waited far away with his horse and did not dare to come over.

"The people in the Secret Police Department are watching jokes, and we can't afford to lose our dignity. Aldrich's words reminded Rufer West that the execution ground was no longer a place to stay for long, and since a team of Night Knights was taking over the situation here, it was better to leave as soon as possible to avoid a conflict of powers.

"Just let the Night Watchman go?" Raul Blanc stood beside Titus, watching the trio disappear into the dimly lit Coral Avenue.

"The execution ground is not their patrol area, and if the Night Patrol Knight is involved, there must be a suitable and strong enough reason, but unfortunately we don't have either. These are all side stories, Blank, I'm sure something unusual has happened at the gallows, and I guess Shattered Mask has lost another member. The intrigues of some members of the Merchants' Federation did not come to an end as they had hoped, and the ensuing fermentation would continue to flow into a bleeding wound, enough to be a weapon to direct the resentment of the dark world towards the self-righteous businessmen, and even the councillors of the town hall they supported. ”

Blanc had a headache, "Titus, my old friend, you have a brain that understands power and scheming, I don't know if it's good or bad?, don't forget, our Dark Police Department is just a shield and short sword in the hands of the Earl of Eastwood, and the main position is to prevent and fight against evil in the dark, not to mix with the nobles and merchants, that is too dangerous, and will make us lose our transcendent status." ”

Titus pondered, his fanatical face softened and calmed back to his previous coldness, "You're right, this is the end of the matter at the execution ground, let's communicate internally, according to the usual practice, inform the city guards, the Knights of the Cold Mountain I want to meet with Mr. Randolph, the advisor of the Grand Master, that knight named Aldrich Tris gives me a very difficult feeling, I don't even know about such a big thing as signing a recruitment order, obviously there is a secret hidden in it." ”

Raul Blanc nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's a little weird. The Knights of the Cold Mountain will sign a recruitment order to designate the country knights to join the night patrol knights controlled by the town hall, saying that there is no insider inside, and even the fools don't believe it. ”

Deep in the underground sewers of Eastwood, where the Broken Mask stands, a gold-framed oil painting in the Corridor of Shadows eclipses. A row of spine-shaped candles, the core of the flame ignited a faint green phosphorescence, illuminating the corridor dozens of meters long, and a total of one hundred and eight paintings could be vaguely seen hanging on the left and right sides, but unfortunately a small half of them lost their color.

An old man wearing a silver ring and a black gauze robe walked out of the dark corner, reached out and pressed the oil painting with the blurred face of the figure, and tears could not stop flowing.

Immediately after the chieftain Hilto, he also tasted the pain of losing a child, a taste that almost destroyed the old man's sanity.

However, a strange event has happened in the Shadow Corridor that has distracted him, and the portrait of Musk is gradually being restored, as if the process has been reversed.

'The Lord of Shadows is above, can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?'