In the tavern, the whispers of the adventurers gradually became louder, and the gaze that fell on Liszt was like looking at a clown.

"Young Master, you can't let him go like this, let him know what will happen if you offend you. The followers hated the same enemy and wanted to show it, but before the words fell, they were slapped in the face by Liszt, and their jaws were removed.

"Die on the side. Liszt was still angry after slapping him, and he pressed his follower and beat him fatly.

He has been living in a honey pot since he was a child, and he wants wind and rain, and he is simply the prince of Morning Mist Town who no one dares to mess with, where has he ever suffered such humiliation.

"Master, stop fighting, I'm going to die. The attendant hugged his head and begged for mercy.

Liszt kicked his feet wildly, venting his anger until he beat the servant half to death.

"You two, go follow that Downton, see where he is, and if it's really a mine, go to the head of the guard and inquire about his situation. Liszt took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his hands as he ordered, "And you poor mercenaries, get out of here." ”

The attendants didn't say a word, and hurried to act.

"Are they all deaf, go take a shower, get dressed!" said Liszt, after snarling at the dancers, and began to take deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down.

Liszt wanted to kill Downton at this point, but he knew he couldn't.

If it is really as those cronies said, Downton is a descendant of Dauponck, and he killed him in public, someone will inevitably go to the informant, as the son of the mayor of the town, Liszt knows very well what kind of rights the mine director has, and his father has to accompany the smiling face when he sees someone.

"Trouble. Liszt bit his lip and regretted it for a while. I knew that Downton's kid would be in the dagger mine, and he would definitely kill him as soon as possible.

"Young master, it's not early, and the distinguished guest is probably in a hurry. The attendant had the audacity to remind him that he knew that the master had spent too much energy and money to entertain them. If Zuihou can't do it, he will definitely take out his own servants.

"Go, go meet them. "Time is too tight, it's too late to arrange some people to intercept and kill Downton, Liszt can only look at the present, "Let me tell you, the guest who came this time is a direct heir of the Dupont family, if nothing else." In a few years, he will be in charge of the whole family, and you will all be waiting for me with 200 percent spirit. ”

There was an uproar in the tavern, and the adventurers' faces showed excitement and curiosity, Dupont was no longer just a simple name, but a symbol, and it was a household name throughout the Western Continent.

The Dupont family belonged to the Kuta Wizard Empire, one of the nine empires, and rose to prominence in the Fifth Holy War. Then it swelled to the present, becoming a wealthy aristocrat with a 5,000-year-old heritage.

The family made their fortune in the arms trade. And it is getting bigger and bigger, and now, business partners are all over the country.

The munitions produced by DuPont Military Industry are known as the most perfect and reliable weapons of killing.

At a banquet, the Grand Duke of the Duchy ridiculed the Dupont's wealth for being built on blood and death.

At that time, the helmsman of the Dupont family smiled and did not say anything, when everyone thought he was scared. On the third day, war broke out.

The DuPont family single-handedly launched a war against the principality, and in just three months, the principality was destroyed, and the outrageous Grand Duke was captured alive. After stripping naked and parading through the streets, he was hanged in front of the city gate like a dead pig.

Since then, no one has dared to mock the DuPont family to their faces, and the weapons produced by DuPont have been successfully favored by various countries and exported in large quantities because of the great advantages shown in the war.

"An heir of the Dupont family actually appeared in a border town like ours?" several local adventurers from Morningmist exclaimed, feeling honored.

Liszt deliberately revealed the identity of the distinguished guest, in order to show that he had a wide range of friends, knowing that with the identity of a family, even the Duke of the West, Placido, would be happy to take the time to meet in person.

"If I become the agent of the Dupont family in Frankfurt, Placido will have to take my attention, and I will definitely get a viscount by then. ”

Liszt was not yet an aristocrat, and he was not satisfied with inheriting his father's baronial title, he wanted to climb higher and become the darling of high society, so DuPont was undoubtedly the target of his efforts, for which he preferred to postpone the time to deal with Downton.

By moonlight, Downton traveled back to the mine by night.

"That Liszt is so sick in the brain that even we adults dare to provoke it!"

"Yes, the next time I see him, I'll beat him up like an idiot. ”

"It's just the son of a town mayor, and it's too arrogant, how can we have a noble status. ”

The cronies gossiped, belittling Liszt and complimenting Downton.

As a descendant of the Dawphonk, if Downton performs well, his status in the future will definitely not be low, and it is precisely because his cronies see through this that they work hard to scold him.

"Silence!" Downton scolded, he wouldn't be presumptuous because of a few sycophants.

Seeing Downton's unswerving face, his cronies quickly shut up.

"There's been a lot of trouble lately!" Downton sighed, a little upset, after this conflict, Liszt must have been impatient to deal with himself, and he must be dealt with as soon as possible, as well as Ram and his party, the means are getting more and more intense, and more than a thousand miners have been affected.

It was difficult to walk at night, especially after entering the mountain road, so everyone had to slow down.

Inaccessible, the howls of wild beasts occasionally echo in the mountains and forests, and the cool summer breeze blows on the skin, like the big hands of ghosts touching it.

"What's wrong?" the cronies couldn't help but ask when they saw Arnold's frequent turns.

"I always feel like something is following us. Arnold's words directly made the hairs of his cronies stand on end, and they turned back in unison.

"Huh? Don't talk nonsense. The cronies were frightened, and then subconsciously shook the reins, causing the mount to pick up speed.

"Stop, there's a situation!" Downton shouted as he drew his warrior's saber from the scabbard that hung from his horse.

"What's going on?" the cronies panicked, shouting wildly.

"Shut up. Downton let out a low roar, jumped off his horse, and commanded Jackson, "Go ahead and have a look!"

"Master, what if it's a hero-level monster? I'll be eaten!" Jackson's cowardice was done again, and he didn't want to go with a bitter face.

"No Warcraft will be interested in your rotten flesh, go. Downton urged, among these people, Jackson can open the swift aura, which is undoubtedly the fastest, and as for Arnold, he must stay as a bodyguard.

Jackson had no choice, he walked forward slowly, and after walking dozens of meters, he didn't even want discipline and self-esteem, he lay on the ground, and after a few rubs, he stopped and watched.

Downton rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, but letting Jackson make such a fuss, the tension in his heart disappeared a lot.

"It sounds like some kind of beast chewing, it's supposed to be eating. Arnold crouched down beside Downton and reported his speculation.

"Yes, let's take a look. "With Downton's character, he won't wait forever and shoot directly.

As he passed Jackson, Downton kicked him in the waist, "Hey, get up." ”

It was a dozen wild wolves gnawing on the corpses, their green eyes were in the dark night, a little infiltrating, and a few of them saw the intruder, roared, and wanted to attack, but were rushed up by Arnold and cut down directly.

Downton picked up a piece of blood-stained ore, looked at it, and threw it into the mountain stream.

It was a team transporting ore that had been robbed in the evening, the minecarts were destroyed, the ore was spilled all over the ground, and a dozen corpses were left behind.

"Why did the robbers start robbing minecarts again?"

The cronies were surprised, because the ore target was too large, it was very troublesome to rob and transport, and it was difficult to sell, even if it was sold, because it was a raw material, the price was pitiful, so the robbers on the border rarely robbed the ore transport team, after all, there was that time, it was better to rob the caravan cost-effective.

"It was the Iron Man Bandits who did it. ”

A cronie pointed to a smashed minecart and screamed.

A huge mouth was drawn in blood on the board of the car, and it was chewing on a broken ear, which looked extremely hideous.

This is the unique mark of Tyson the Ogre, a notorious bandit in the West who will attack villages for no reason, burn crops, and like to eat people, especially ears, which is a supreme delicacy.

There are about 600 Iron Man bandits formed by Tyson, most of them are ogres, mixed with some orcs and goblins, and there are very few humans, because for them, humans are enough food to eat.

"Let's hurry up!" the cronies craned their necks and looked around timidly, fearing that an ogre would emerge from the grass around them.

"Dig a pit and bury these bodies. "Downton is not going to leave, he must not let these corpses be eaten by wild beasts, at least until tomorrow, so that their families can claim them.

The cronies were not happy, but they did not dare to disobey Downton's orders, so their faces were wrinkled together.

As a paladin, it is also their duty to let the souls of the unjustly die rest, but unfortunately Downton is a wild paladin, and his magic is all based on sacrifices from cheap gods, and he can't sing a requiem that soothes the soul.

"Seems a bit embarrassing!" Downton flipped through the tome to redeem one, when he heard a rustle in the grass by the side of the road.

"Who's who?!" Arnold roared, carrying the tomahawk in his hand.

The cronies were startled and hurriedly ran behind Downton, they were just good at talking, and it was useless to really run into a murderous and powerful enemy.

Downton stared at the grass, blessed himself and Arnold with the Three Divine Techniques, and then threw a few bottles of healing potions to the barbarians.

The corners of Arnold's eyes were moist, the barbarian was too poor, from childhood to adulthood, he could hardly drink the potion, and he relied on himself to heal himself, looking at the potion in his hand, he couldn't help but unscrew the lid and poured a small sip. (To be continued......)