CHAPTER XLII

"Is this the Heradic Cube?"

In the inn room, Kane gently stroked a fist-sized square in his hand, and muttered to himself, his eyes full of remembrance of the glory of his ancestors.

Heradic Cubes

Grade: B

Analogy: Treasure to people

The highest alchemy achievement of the Heradic clan, with incredible alchemical power.

Mo Wen also looked at this newly acquired treasure device happily, and in the future in the magic world, he may have some alchemist methods.

"Mr. Kane, do you know how to use this block? I guess there should be some unique ways to use the treasures of the Heradic clan! ”

Gina, who was on the side, pushed her glasses and suddenly asked.

Kane smiled.

He shook his head, "At the beginning, my ancestors didn't create the Heradic cube for themselves, they wanted to create a kind of alchemy item that everyone could use, so that everyone could enjoy the convenience of alchemy magic. ”

"So there is no special way to use Heradik."

Kane gently twisted the block, and there was a clattering sound, and a strong magical aura spread.

The Heradic cube suddenly expanded, and at last it became a small box the size of a long table, and the lid on top slowly opened.

Gina's eyes lit up suddenly, "Can I try it?" ”

"Of course, it's the treasure you recovered, and it's yours now."

Gina almost eagerly took out the three shattered diamonds and placed them in it, then closed the lid.

With a burst of light, streams of magical light seemed to overflow from the cube. Lit up the whole room.

Gina stared at the cube almost intently, while Kane found Mo Wen on the other side.

"Our actions must be accelerated. I've been getting more and more restless lately, and I seem to be able to hear the great Tarasya whispering beside me. The Dreadgod is getting closer and closer to its target, and if it succeeds, we may be confronted with a Demon God of Destruction who has occupied the body of the strongest mage in the past, and trust me, that scene is not what you want to see. ”

"I spoke with the city's mage, Dragonang, and he revealed to me that he had studied some ancient sources in an attempt to find the tower. The location of the ancient tomb of Lacha. Although he didn't find it himself in the end, he did provide some valuable clues. Vicri is the outstanding summoner of Herathan. A mysterious shelter was built in the vicinity. He is a feared mage and has a large number of demons guarding his sanctuary. If you can find the vault in Herathan, Droggnam is sure to find some clues to the location of the tomb there. Dragognam wants you to go and talk to Lord Jehein, who may know how to enter the Vault. ”

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, "Now that Jie Hai hates us to the core, I'm afraid he won't sue us." ”

Kane's brow furrowed tightly, "That's what I'm worried about, I've already told Bruce to go to the Maggot's Lair to get the King's Staff, and Lillian has also set off for the Talon Viper Temple, believing that the key to the tomb, the Hradic Staff, is no longer a problem." But if we can't find the tomb, it's useless to have a key. ”

"That's right," Mo Wen looked up at the ceiling. "If it really doesn't work, I don't mind using some violent means to get Jerhain to speak out."

With his mouth open, Kane seemed to want to say something. But in the end, he just sighed slightly, "Let's wait for Bruce and Lillian to come back." Anyway, it is also the king of a big city. ”

The crunch of the door turned, and Atma walked in with a frosty face. This was the first time she had come to Mo Wen's room since that night, and she had been using Mo Wen as air before.

"That bastard druid of yours is fighting with someone outside the store, you'd better get him away for me quickly, and don't delay the old lady in business!"

Atma looked at Mo Wen coldly.

"Jacob got into a fight with someone else?" Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and then ran out quickly.

Outside the shop, as Atma said, Jacob was beating a soldier there, and several soldiers were already lying on the ground.

The civilians around were watching, their eyes flickering.

Mo Wen's brow furrowed, because he found that a civilian who was selling things had also fallen to the ground, and looking at the position, it was obvious that it was also Jacob's hand.

But Mo Wen didn't say anything, he wasn't the kind of real paladin, just a civilian, what did it matter to him.

Of course, for the sake of his own demeanor and affinity, he decided to wait for Jacob to teach him a lesson, and for now, of course, he would watch Jacob knock down Jacob's men first.

But at this moment, an accident happened, Jacob was fighting, and he actually bit the soldier's shoulder in a frenzy, and as soon as the upper and lower jaws closed, a large piece of flesh was torn off by him.

"Ahh With a terrible scream, the soldier clutched his shoulders and fell, his body convulsing incessantly, and blood scattered all over the ground.

"Wow!"

The civilians who had been watching the excitement suddenly took several steps back, and a few timid ones even ran away.

"Stop!"

Mo Wen finally couldn't help it.

He could have watched Jacob beat up Jerhain's soldiers, but he could not accept him in this way, and didn't he see that the poor people around him were looking at them with fear and disgust?

"What's going on!" Mo Wen dragged Jacob over and asked, holding him by the collar.

"Why, you look down on me too!"

Jacob's eyes were green, and the beastly eyes made Mo Wen's heart palpitate.

Opening his mouth, Jacob actually bit at Mo Wen.

A heavy punch slammed into Jacob's face, and Jacob's whole body was smashed out of the air with great force.

"Are you sober, when you are sober, explain things clearly to me!"

Mo Wen shook his fist and said lightly.

The green glow in Jacob's eyes gradually dissipated, and he stood up with his red and swollen face covered.

"It's nothing, it's just that the vendor said he wouldn't sell food to the beasts. He was given a moment of urgency, and then the soldiers came. ”

Panting. Jacob clutched his forehead, as if he was enduring something.

He looked at the bloodstains on the ground. There was a faint green streak in his eye, but it quickly disappeared.

Mo Wen looked at him suspiciously, "How can a civilian dare to refuse a druid adventurer, when did Lu Gaoyin's civilians be so bold!" ”

"How do I know!" Jacob was inexplicably irritable.

"It's not a good thing that some people have done! Jehein ordered that no one should sell anything to you, and those civilians were afraid of you, but they were even more afraid of Jehein. ”

At the door of the inn, Atma, who had just walked out with Kane, looked at Mo Wen with a mocking expression.

"And Jehein also ordered that he would send soldiers to protect his people from outsiders."

She glanced at the paple man lying on the ground with a bloody face, and said lightly, "But it doesn't seem to work very well." ”

"It's Jayhain who made the hell!" Mo Wen just smiled, and he gently patted Jacob on the shoulder.

"Jacob. If anyone dares not to sell anything to you, you will beat me to death! ”

Mo Wen's voice was not very loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, all the merchants who heard his voice trembled, and then their bodies began to tremble secretly, they all saw Jacob's fierce appearance just now, they didn't dare to provoke each other, maybe that savage druid still retains the wild nature of cannibalism.

However, Jerhein also put down his words, and they couldn't help but listen. At this time, I can only secretly complain in my heart one by one.

"Modi!"

"Don't you think it's too much for you to do that?"

Kane's voice rang out at the same time as the other's voice.

A knight in white armor walked out of the crowd, with light brown hair, large eyes, and lips pursed slightly. A sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

A heroic female paladin.

"Your Excellency should also be the knight of Sakaram, how can you condone this kind of bullying of the weak?"

"Who are you?"

Mo Wen looked at the girl with interest. The faint aura on the body is probably in the third order.

The girl frowned. He didn't seem to like Mo Wen's eyes, but he still replied seriously: "I'm Fali." Teacher Farah's apprentice, and a paladin of Sakaram. ”

Farad? Mo Wen remembered that it seemed to be the paladin blacksmith in the second act, but because he hadn't gone out to practice a few times and was getting better and better, he hadn't found this blacksmith until now, and he didn't know that she actually had such an apprentice.

Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Wen shook his head and said, "I'm from the Westmar Knights, and I have nothing to do with the madmen of Sakaram. ”

The girl's brow furrowed even tighter, "Although the Order of Knights to which Your Excellency belongs has split from the hands of Sakaram, the doctrine of not bullying the weak is still the same, and although the Church of Sakaram is a little too fanatical now, there are still people with righteous hearts there. ”

Mo Wen smiled, "Then do you want me to watch my companion die because I can't buy anything?" It's funny that the brave man who conquered the Demon King of Hell died of starvation in the end, but the reason is that the people he defended refused to sell him something to eat, is this what you call justice?

Besides, this qiē was all provoked by Jie Haiyin, why did you come to me to say this? Is it difficult that the so-called justice is also divided into objects? ”

The girl is a stagnant, and she is better than her eloquence.

"Alright! Your Excellency is right, I will go to His Highness Jehein and ask him to revoke this unreasonable order. But I hope you can get your men to refrain from it, because these civilians are innocent. ”

"Okay!"

Mo Wen walked towards Jacob and patted him on the shoulder again.

"Jacob, restrain yourself and don't hurt these civilians in the future."

Jacob frowned, and opened his mouth to refute, but then a low voice came from his ear.

"No matter what method you use, break the hands and feet of Jehine's soldiers for me!"

"The more the merrier!"

Jacob was stunned for a moment, and then smiled fiercely, although he was a little unhappy about being used as a knife by Mo Wen, but if it was to teach the bastard who dared to covet Lilian, he would be happy to accompany him. (To be continued......)