Ike's screams lasted for three days and three nights in the dungeon before he died and was carried out of the dungeon beyond recognition, leaving the only remaining trouser covered in blood and empty. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut in the city of Sirwan, there is only the duke's son-in-law who died heroically, and Ike who did not die under the penal code.

After talking about the night of the assassination, after being reported by Qi Meng's eyeliner, they were all executed, and no one in Silvan City dared to discuss this matter now, and after Qi Meng's tax cut, the citizens cheered for the count's wisdom.

After Zimon transferred part of the light of dawn back to Kogo City, he personally took Ike's armor to the City of Honor, but just in case, he took Sophie with him, but he asked Sophie to stay in the hotel temporarily, after all, she is too dazzling, and the City of Honor, a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, the stunning beauty is easy to arouse the interest of the strong.

The Duke's Palace is located on the right side of the palace, and the arched stone gate is guarded by two low-level warriors of the third and fourth ranks, except for the drunkards and fools, they dare not go to the Duke's Mansion to spread wild, and they are enough to deal with the drunkards and fools.

Qi Meng revealed his identity and was invited into the inner courtyard, bursts of charming fragrance came from the courtyard, under several precious flowers and trees, a winged Pegasus lay on the ground, but unlike the sacred Pegasus of the church, its whole body was as black as ink, and its blood-red eyes were full of blood and ferocity, a stone path paved in the garden, extending to the front of the gate under the round castle, the top of these round castles, a fort made of pure gold was dazzling in the sun, Qi Meng did not have time to appreciate all the things here, on the other side of the stone road, Duric greeted him enthusiastically。

The gangster's face immediately showed a heavy pain, he stood still in place, as if he had lost the courage to move forward, buried his head deeply, and before Durich came to him, the gangster's tears rolled in his eyes, and said: "Duke, Ike, Count Ike he, he ...... Sacrificed!"

Saying that, Qi Meng presented the armor in his hand in front of the duke, Du Rich was stunned for a long time, as if he suddenly woke up, held Qi Meng's arms and shouted: "He, how did he die!"

"Those traitors of Sirwan, with a magic cannon, these thieves, actually bought a magic cannon, Count Ike, he, he fought valiantly on the front line, and failed to escape in time. Qi Meng's tone was already sad and unspeakable.

The Duke staggered back, his face pale, and reached out to caress the armor, which had countless small scars and was completely twisted and deformed, and said in a trembling voice: "My poor Abel, for the father, for the father, the father should not let him go!"

"I'm ashamed of the Earl, although I captured the city of Sirwan, but none of the three thousand Shadow Knights you sent survived there!" Qi Meng buried his head even deeper.

"What!" The Grand Duke suddenly grabbed Qi Meng's throat, and the powerful coercion immediately made the gangster's whole body tremble, and he secretly estimated that at least ....... Level 16!

The anger on Durich's face had already diluted the grief of the previous moment, if it weren't for this anger, Zimon would almost really think that this duke cared about Ike very much, so when he was angry, he felt a lot more at ease, at least he would not deliberately investigate the cause of this person's death.

"I, I wanted to join the Shadow Knights to attack the city together, but, but Count Ike wanted to capture a city for you alone, and secretly attacked the city of Sirwan, you, you know that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is the most difficult city of the three cities to attack, after the count failed, I learned the news, and went to avenge the count with the light of dawn, those damned Sirwan knights were tortured by me before I explained the cause of the earl's death~" Qi Meng stared at the Earl's angry eyes, there was no trace of panic and timidity in his eyes, as if he was saying a fact, and the grief on his face was even more sincere.

He suddenly let go of his hand, his face returned to sadness, and said: "Don't blame you, Ike never attacked cities and plundered land, sorry, I lost my temper just now, hey~ My poor Abel, you have only been married to him for a few days, just because your father ordered him to lead the team and become a widow." ”

"Let's go inside, I'd like to know the details. Duric said.

.......

"Go back first, you stay in the City of Honor for a few days, and when I bring Abel back from Ike's territory, you can tell her yourself, it will be more appropriate for you than for me, my father, to tell her the sad news. The Duke leaned feebly back on the couch.

Qi Meng nodded, saluted respectfully to the duke, and then slowly left the duke's palace.

After Qi Meng left, the duke's dejected expression changed, and he slowly got up from the sofa and said, "Saudi, you heard everything, go pick up Abel, since this Qi Meng wants to pretend to be a loyal minister, let him pretend to be the end, Ike...... It's not a pity to die! It's this Qi Meng, and there is still some value in using it, but he caused me to bury 3,000 knights in Xierwan City, and I must get rid of it in the future. ”

Duric looked at the teleportation scroll in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

The city of honor, the capital of Biruchiko, is more than 30 kilometers long and more than 20 kilometers wide, the central palace is built on a mountain in the city, the residences of various ministers around it are very luxurious, in this commercial street, there are almost no goods that cannot be bought, in one of the most prosperous areas, there is a weapon shop, the shop is not conspicuous in many buildings, and even a little cold, and there are only a few weapons scattered in it, but this weapon shop has existed here for more than ten years, and the surrounding shops have changed and changed, but it has not changed here。

Because of its owner, the most famous blacksmith in the whole of Biruchko, Bakinda.

In recent years, this famous craftsman has rarely taken orders a year, basically just making some low-quality protective gear and weapons, so his reputation has declined a lot, when Qi Meng entered the shop, he saw its owner lying on a bench, with one leg crossed, swinging regularly, before he could get close, a foul smell of the famous blacksmith burped, almost made Qi Meng vomit.

"Yo, if you come to buy armor, you don't have it for the time being, and if you want a weapon, you can choose it on the wall. Bakdyne said in a daze.

As one of the three great craftsmen of the dwarf clan, he wore shabby leather hexagrams, and a pair of leather boots under his feet were almost worn out, and his toes could be faintly seen, and the furnishings in the shop were covered with dust, which showed how sloppy the life of this famous blacksmith was.

Qi Meng glanced at the weapons around him, although the sword light was bright, but there was no chill, thinking that this famous general was used to bluff those fledgling noble children, he saluted to Bakdyne, and said: "Respected Master Bakdyne, I have long heard that your attainments in wine are no worse than your forging skills, I have a kind of wine here, I don't know if the master has drunk it?"

Saying that, Qi Meng took out the special silver kettle in the storage space, the silver kettle was exposed to the air, and soon condensed a layer of water mist, Qi Meng opened the lid of the kettle, a few wisps of white mist drifted away, Bakdyne coaxed the red nose, and his confused eyes immediately had brilliance, staring at the silver kettle in Qi Meng's hand, and exclaimed: "Dragon blood!"

He involuntarily stood up from his seat, his hand involuntarily stretched out, and Zimon handed over the silver kettle with a smile, but Bakdyne retracted his hand, coughed dryly, and said, "I almost couldn't hold back." Say, what purpose, to get dragon blood, you are not like an ordinary person, but don't think that a little dragon blood can make me do things for you. ”

The eyes of the famous craftsman glanced at the silver kettle from time to time, and decisively moved to other places, for fear that Qi Meng would see the desire in his heart, but unfortunately he was good at forging, and he had a smile on his face that he couldn't hide the cunning gangsters from Bacdyne, who knew nothing about it, and said: "This silver kettle used an ice magic to temporarily cool down, and along the way, the magic power has almost disappeared, and I don't know if I can wait until I finish speaking, the dragon blood inside will heat up, and I am afraid that a pot of wine will completely evaporate." ”

As Qi Meng spoke, the white mist floating out of the silver kettle had become thicker and thicker, and the master master's heart trembled, and he slapped his legs and shouted, "You didn't say it earlier!" Before the words fell, the rough big hand grabbed the silver kettle, and impatiently the master took a few sips and drank the silver kettle.

Buckdyne let out a long mouthful of mist, his face was full of enjoyment, and his mouth commented: "It's a pity, it's a pity, the dragon's blood is the best dragon's blood, although there are only a few drops, it's been a long time since I tasted such a high-grade dragon's blood, but this dragon's blood is not very pure, there is a taste of human blood, and the quality of this wine is also a little worse." ”

The thug couldn't help but curse in his heart, it was a pot of wine, but his face was impassive, and he looked at Bacdyne with a smile, and the master was stunned, looked at the empty silver kettle in his hand, suddenly woke up, sighed, and said, "This is the problem of greedy for wine...... Hey~ I've been fooled by you this time, let's say, what are you going to do?"

"Don't say that, if the master thinks I'm persecuting the master, I'll leave immediately. "Gangsters want to go.

"Come back, since we have drunk your wine, we dwarves are not as shameless as you humans, just say anything, there is no need to be coy in front of me. ”

Zimon walked back to Bakdyne with a smile, this dwarf who was only up to Zimon's waist, but the aura on his body was not weaker than that of Duric, Zimon only grabbed the silver kettle just now, and his hand was still in pain, he saluted Bakdyne and said, "Master, I have a piece of black iron here, I hope the master can help me forge a batch of armor." ”

The thug pulled out a storage ring and brought it to Buckdyne.

"Black iron, this kind of thing, handing it over to me to forge is simply insulting my skill!" Bakdyne just showed anger on his face, glanced at the empty silver kettle in his hand, sighed again, and said: "Hey, damn it, damn it, cunning human, I'm planted, you leave something behind, get out!"

"I wonder how long it will take for the master?"

Buckdyne held the storage ring, probed slightly, and said: "So much! You want to exhaust Lao Tzu, right? Damn, Buckdyne, greedy for wine, good dragon blood, when did you change it, sooner or later one day you will be killed by these treacherous humans, what are you still standing here, get out, take it in three months, Lao Tzu is annoying." ”

The gangster nodded, smiled and left, when human civilization had not yet ruled Alan, the dwarf empire and the dragon empire were at war for many years, and the dwarves gradually developed a habit of drinking dragon blood, even if the era has passed, this hobby is still intact in their bodies, a worse hobby than fine wine.

Zimon knew that his black iron was not enough for this dwarven giant to make a move, so he had to borrow a few drops of Sophie's dragon blood to design this conspiracy, taking advantage of the dwarf's admiration of honesty and diligence, so that Buckdyne could not shirk after being fooled, which was extremely important, with the strength of a dwarf giant, the ability to kill people and kill people, or directly drive himself away.

A few drops of dragon blood and 10,000 gold coins are nothing compared to the forging skills of the dwarven giants, and considering that Bacdyne is a master who many nobles spend hundreds of thousands of gold coins to impress, the gangsters are already full of anticipation.