The main hall of the castle is spacious and bright.

On the wooden table in front of him was an incense burner, which emitted bursts of fragrance.

The blue curtains were drawn up to block out the harsh eyes of the afternoon.

The head of the mountain bandit had been taken away by the guards, and Fang Hao and An Jia were waiting for the arrival of the city lord of Pruul.

I sat like this, and I waited for twenty minutes.

Fang Hao looked at the Book of Lords to kill time, but An Jia couldn't sit still.

muttered on the side, cursing that the city lord here took himself too seriously, and would bring the bone dragon over tomorrow and give him a house.

Stomp, stomp!

As a burst of footsteps sounded, the sound of armor rubbing against the corridor on the side became clearer and clearer.

Immediately after, a man in a blue embroidered robe walked in with several two guards.

The man looked to be close to fifty years old, his hair was combed back of his head, his thick beard was cleanly groomed, his brow was slightly furrowed, and his eyes were also looking at the two young men sitting in the living room.

This is the lord of the city of Pruul, Cyril.

【Heavy Arrow-Cyril (Blue Tier 5 Hero)】

As soon as Cyril entered the door, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said kindly: "In this way, these two young men are the heroes who killed the leader of the mountain bandits." ”

"Yes, Lord of the City, these are the two who came with their heads." The guard on the side replied.

In the twenty minutes that Fang Hao and the others waited.

The cronies of the City Lord's Mansion went to the residence of the cloth merchant Tavik, as well as the tavern, and inquired about the identities of Fang Hao and An Jia.

From the mouths of Tavik and his youngest daughter, they knew that Fang Hao had a large army.

As well as the command of the army.

The youngest daughter was blindfolded at the time, but her ears could still hear a lot of information.

At the same time, Tavik also gave some guesses of his own.

For example, Fang Hao may be the young master of a big family, and he can set up a factory with his interest, and he can mobilize a large number of people in the family.

There was similar news in the tavern, where it was spent 1000 gold to buy a short sword that was just good-looking.

All kinds of information made Cyril also begin to guess that a young master from a big family.

Therefore, the first sentence of the opening has the common words touted among the nobles.

"Lord of the Castle." As a courtesy, Fang Hao stood up and smiled.

Anjia glanced at it, and stood up a little reluctantly.

"Haha, okay, sit down, don't be so polite." Cyril nodded in satisfaction and sat down on the throne.

Fang Hao also sat back in his position.

The servants brought in drinks, as well as some local pastries that Fang Hao had never seen.

It should be specially made in the city of Prull.

"My name is Cyril and I am the lord of the city here, what do you call the two of you?" Cyril asked, pretending not to know.

"Fang Hao, this is my escort An Jia." Fang Hao introduced himself.

"Oh, then Mr. Fang Hao, can you tell me how you learned about the mountain bandits and how you exterminated them?" Cyril leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to listen to the story.

Fang Hao smiled slightly, it is not difficult to make up a story.

"I don't know, city lord, do you know Mr. Tavik?"

"You know, the cloth merchant in the city, why does this matter still have anything to do with him?"

"The day before yesterday, I took my family on an adventure in the mountains and forests, and inadvertently rescued Tavik's real little daughter, and after returning the little daughter to Mr. Tavik's hands, I went to the tavern to sit for a while, and saw the bounty on the notice board in the tavern, so I took the soldiers ......."

“…… I don't know which village those mountain bandits plundered, but just after returning to the camp, they were uprooted by my people, and the heads were sent to you. ”

Storytelling, half-truths are the most true.

Bringing some familiar people or things in the middle will make your story more believable.

Tavik, the tavern's bounty order.

Regardless of whether the other party knew Fang Hao before or not, after these two things came out, the credibility of the story would be much improved.

After listening to Fang Hao's story, Cyril took a sip of his wine glass.

His eyes glanced at Fang Hao and An Jia from time to time.

The story is very complete and credible, and at the same time, it is also confirmed in my heart that Fang Hao has a backer.

The bounty in the tavern was only written for the residents.

1,000 gold is not enough money to mobilize the army to suppress bandits, otherwise it wouldn't have been hanging for so long.

He took it, and it worked.

It seems that the family is also looking for an opportunity to give this young master a chance to hone his skills, and money is a trivial matter.

"Lord of the Castle? Lord Cyril? Fang Hao saw the other party holding the wine glass in a daze, and shouted softly.

secretly said in his heart, this old man won't have any diseases, why is he still straight-eyed.

"Oh, understood." Cyril turned around and turned sideways to the guards and said, "Bring the bounty." ”

"It's the lord of the castle."

One of the guards retreated to collect the bounty.

"By the way, which city does Mr. Fang Hao live in? What is done at home...... Cyril inquired as if chattering.

Fang Hao replied, full of nonsense, the city was set in the northwest of Prull City, and his family did some grocery business.

The two chatted for a while, and Fang Hao's gaze fell on a weapon on the display cabinet in the hall.

This is a stabbing sword, the blade of the sword hilt is snow-white, dazzling.

Fang Hao noticed it early on.

"Lord Cyril, this weapon is beautifully made." Fang Hao got up and naturally walked to the stabbing sword.

"Of course it's beautiful, it's a good collection." Cyril said.

"Can I ......." Fang Hao asked if he could pick it up and take a look.

"Please."

Fang Hao held the hilt of the sword with one hand, gently supported the sword body with the other, and took the sword in his hand.

【Reprieve's Sword (Purple)】

[Type: Stinger]

[Damage: Level 3 Damage]

(Description: A stabbing sword that killed its owner, and it is rumored that anyone who obtains this sword will die in agony.) ）

Sure enough, it was a reprieve.

The information of the storyteller in the tavern last time was correct, and the city lord did have a sword of reprieve.

"The charm of this sword is not its appearance, but the story behind it." Cyril also walked over and stood beside Fang Hao.

Fang Hao couldn't tell the story he had heard, so he could only ask, "Oh? What's the story? ”

"There are twelve swords of the same workmanship, and their owner is a ...... of a very famous countess."

Cyril told a tale like a tavern storyteller.

Although there are some differences, the overall trend is the same.

While!

At this time, the guards who went to collect the bounty returned this time, and there was an extra wooden box in their hands, which contained 1,000 golden Terran gold coins.

"Lord of the city, the bounty has been taken." The guard said.

"Yes." Cyril looked at Fang Hao, "This is the bounty, you click on it." ”

Fang Hao only took the gold coin, and did not count the amount.

His eyes were still on the stabbing sword, and he asked directly: "I like this stinging sword very much, I don't know if Lord Cyril can cut his love, of course, the price is easy to say." ”

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