"Hey, man, just ..... Thank you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Alan looked up. The one who spoke was Sersi, and although his words were soft, he seemed unusually sincere.

Receiving the news, they were rushing to the site of the accident in the west of the city, when it was just getting dark, and since it was not far from Morwinburg, they chose to go on foot.

Kenny walks at the front, Aiden follows, and the Guards open a special passage for them.

"What?" Alan turned his head, looking a little puzzled.

"I mean..... Sersi bowed his head, "thank you for speaking for them, you can sit idly by." He muttered and touched the back of his bare head, "I think you should know that those words will offend a lot of people, after all, the people who sat in the palace just now are all nobles with knighthoods." ”

"Don't think I'm so great!" Alan shook his head, "I just can't get used to that red nose, if one of them just stood up, even if I said a word for you, I would definitely sit idly by." ”

"The lord did that, he ....."

"But he's a lord. Alan lowered his head and kicked a pebble on the ground, "You still haven't figured out what I mean, man, I'm not helping you, let alone the poor." ”

"But you just said ....."

"I'm helping Kenny. Alan continued what he had just left unfinished, "Kenny had already made his attitude clear in the Great Hall, but Hyde still insisted on his proposal. Why don't you think about it, how can a newcomer have the audacity to challenge the prestige of the lord?"

"You mean....." Sersi paused to think before taking two quick steps to keep up with Alan. "Someone else behind old Hyde?" he paused, and guessed, "the old nobles, or the Chamber of Commerce that has lost its Gilmer rule?"

"It's all possible. Alan nodded, "Even people from other territories." Didn't old Hyde become a fishmonger after being stripped of his title, and traveled back and forth between Nipur and Assyria? God knows if he had become a secret minister of Assyria!"

"Oh—"

Sersi let out an exclamation, and the guards on the side of the road looked at him curiously, and he turned his head to glare at the good guard, and then felt a chill run down his spine.

"If you think about it the way you go," he said, patting Allen on the shoulder, "aren't they plotting against it? Damn it, should we warn the lord of the scheming fellows of the embankment?"

"And after that?" Alan grinned, "Hang them one by one?" he sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Isn't there still you?"

"Yes, only after learning the magic of clones. Alan quipped.

"You mean, just watching them each have their own ghosts?" Selsey turned to look at the crowd on the side of the road, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Among those nobles, not all of them have evil intentions. Alan reassured, "Kenny must have seen what they were thinking, but he didn't get angry or make a decision, he chose the wisest path compared to that." ”

"Use me as a shield, huh?" Sersi smiled.

"He knows you're going to get angry, and the truth is, you do, and faster than we thought. Allen's words revealed some approving tones, "It's not a bad thing, because those ministers know you, no one will hold a grudge, they treat you like an ignorant child, and this just protects Kenny, and your purpose is the same." He picked up the apple from the street vendor and dropped a copper coin, "Just like this apple, it needs soil and rain to ripen, Nipur is like it, Kenny is the root, the townsfolk are the soil, and the nobles are the moths on the branches and leaves....."

"I'm the rain?" Sersi whispered excitedly.

"Damn it—"

Sersi didn't get an answer, and his companion was already briskly catching up with Kenny.

A few steps away, Kenny crouched down in a narrow alleyway, scrutinizing the corpses on the ground, surrounded by whispering citizens, the Guards stood in two rows of impermeable human walls, blocking the do-gooders on both sides of the road, and the already narrow alley became bustling with excitement in an instant because of the arrival of the lord.

Everything in front of them was not far from what the Guards had described, four corpses of strange shapes, the unlucky ones almost charred from the neck down, their heads covered in black cloth, and a few coins and metal ornaments scattered around them, including two coats of arms of different shapes.

Allen, who arrived later, took the torches from the guards and crouched down beside the corpse, picking up a coat of arms scattered on the ground and examining it carefully.

This is a bronze coat of arms carved with Lao Yan, the size is similar to the coin, the weight is somewhat overwhelming, compared with most coats of arms, its materials are not exquisite, but the ingenious craftsmanship and extremely delicate carving, enough to reveal the good intentions of the craftsman, the size of the nail of Lao Yan, even the feathers are carved lifelike.

"Damn, I don't think this thing looks familiar. Alan turned his head to look at Kenny.

"This one too. Kenny spread out his palms. In his hand is also a bronze coat of arms, decorated with a heather stem and coiled with antlers, and the carving is equally ingenious, as if it had been made by the same craftsman.

A torch leaned in, followed by Sercy's bare head. His eyebrows were tightly intertwined, his nose trembled slightly, and two clouds of white air exhaled in and out from time to time. "If I'm not mistaken, this is the coat of arms of the Casmon family. He guessed, and then snatched the coat of arms from Alan's hand.

"Casmon?" Kenny blinked, "Orlando Casmon?" he thought for a moment, "The older Marquis at the Lord's Dinner?"

"I think Sersi was right. Allen, who was on the side, lifted the black cloth covering the heads of the four corpses and turned his head to acknowledge.

"Oh, that's even more cruel than blood witchcraft!" Selsi picked up one of the charred bones and smashed it in the mouth.

"Is there anything else besides these useless feelings?" said Allen, pinching the chin of one of the corpses, looking deep into his throat.

"The younger one is Quart, he's a drunken guy, and lying next to him is Westmond, and his name is only one letter away from Orlando's last name, isn't that interesting? and the one on the far left, he's ....." Selsey looked at Alan's cold eyes and closed his mouth in embarrassment.

"It looks like witchcraft. Alan put down the head in his hand and clapped his hands, "There are no foreign objects in the tongue coating and throat cavity, it should have nothing to do with alchemy potions, the form of the corpse before death is not distorted, and the bones and burnt muscles are not broken or broken, judging from the peaceful expressions of these unlucky people, they should not have suffered much pain before death." ”

"You think this is the place where the accident happened?" Kenny asked, standing up.

"It should be. ”

"But this is the downtown area, and the patrol who found it said there was not a single eyewitness. Kenny stroked his beard and muttered to himself, "That's weird.....

"No one could move these charred corpses without damaging them in the slightest. Alan looked at the coins scattered on the ground and added, "Besides, their ornaments are almost the same as coins." ”

Alan and Kenny were a little upset by the chatter of the crowd around them, and Selcy, who was squatting on the ground, felt his legs tingle a little, and he slowly stood up and looked at the two of them with puzzled faces.

"Why don't we ask Elder Eugene to come and see?" he suddenly suggested. (To be continued.) )