Chapter 209: Reasons to Kill or Not to Kill

Hearing Sarugwa's question, one of them, a burly man with a full beard, stepped forward with a sad face, and replied hesitantly, "It's still ...... Not yet...... We searched all the places in the inner and outer forts, but we found no trace of him, perhaps...... Maybe he's escaped from the Wizard's Castle!"

"Escaped from the Wizard's Castle?Portman, are you a fool to me?Who can get out of the magic circle without my permission?Hmph......"

Listening to Portman's explanation, Salugwa suddenly became angry.

He slammed the table and stood up, yelling at Portman.

However, Salugwa, who had just finished getting angry, immediately calmed down and muttered to himself: "According to the description of the person named Nathan, this is a very powerful and dangerous master, if he wants to retaliate, he must have already turned this place upside down, but most of the day has passed, and there is no movement at all, isn't it ......?"

Thinking of this, beads of sweat the size of beans immediately flowed from Salugwa's face.

"Isn't this a master, lurking somewhere, waiting to give him deadly revenge?"

Sarugwa thought to himself.

In Nathan's description, Sarugvar believed that he could do it if he wanted to.

Even if he is a high-level thunder magician, he also has a certain ability to protect himself, but when the magician faces a sneak attack by a master who has come and gone without a trace, he has no chance of surviving.

Thinking of such a possibility, Salugwa's face turned pale, and a sense of powerless crisis immediately surged over his heart.

"Portman, don't look for it, now all the guards are arranged in the inner fort, we must do five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry, we must not let go of any suspicious personnel, go quickly, even the patrols of the outer fort will be removed...... By the way, just leave a few clever sentinels on the city wall, go and ......"

"Yes...... Yes, Lord Sarugwa, I'll do it. ”

"What nonsense, go and ......"

With that, Portman turned around and went out to arrange for Sarugwa's personal security.

Shortly after Portman walked out of the room, more than a dozen crows flew through the magic circle set up outside the castle without hindrance, flew through the dark night sky, fluttered their wings and landed on the wide open windows of the room, chirping and chirping, several of which had notes tied to their feet.

Among the guards, a short-haired man who looked like an animal trainer, after getting Sarugwa's tacit approval, hurriedly stepped forward and took down the notes from the crow's feet one by one, and opened them to see that they were all the same.

After a brief look at the contents, the trainer handed the note to Salugwa with a solemn face.

"My lord, it's a message from Jones, look ......"

Sarugvar took the note and looked at its contents, his brow almost twisted into a pimple.

"In Gersa City, there are a large number of mutant zombies, the search team is besieged, more than half of the losses are lost, and I ask for support - Jones. ”

Sure enough, something happened.

After he finished reading it, he frowned, crumpled the note very impatiently, and threw it to the more than a dozen big men who were standing, and the whole person felt uncomfortable as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Agitated, Sarugvar simply stood up again, pacing back and forth in the room, as if it was a little more comfortable.

Now in this case, something happened to Jones's side again, and at that time he did not agree that Jones personally led a team to search for supplies in Gelsa City, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine now.

Such a situation can be described as internal and external troubles.

In the current mage castle, in addition to the mine guards and indispensable patrols, there are only more than 100 armed forces left to be responsible for the security of the inner castle, and more than half of these more than 100 people are only warrior monks among the survivors, and their strength and literacy are not strong, and I am afraid that they have started to play a big role at the critical moment.

Such a troop situation is indeed very rare for a survivor gathering place.

However, fortunately, the advantage of the mage castle is that the magic array used to isolate the connection between the outside world and the inside can not worry about the castle being discovered by alien beasts, so that they can concentrate on concentrating their forces to protect Sarugwa's personal safety.

Listening to the whispers of the guards, he couldn't come up with an idea after discussing for a long time, and Salugwa, who was in a very bad mood, suddenly became angry.

He picked up the half bottle of fruit wine on the table and threw it directly at the dozen or so guards.

"Have you discussed what countermeasures? A bunch of waste, I really can't count on a critical moment. ”

The bottle that Sarugvar threw out was caught by a guard with triangular eyes.

He looked at the other guards who didn't dare to say anything on the left and right, and said tremblingly, "Sa...... Master Sarugwa, do you want to invite Maester Mullin over......"

"Well, Mr. Mullin, why didn't I forget him, why don't you go soon...... Everyone else stood guard at the door, not allowed to leave a single step, and cheered me up......"

More than half an hour later, an old man with a white beard, an old man, and a withered body, with a cane, slowly walked into Sarugwa's room with the support of the triangular-eyed guard.

When Mullin walked into the room, he subconsciously glanced out the window, and then an imperceptible gleam flashed in his cloudy eyes.

When Sarugwa saw the man, he quickly stood up, saluted him respectfully, and personally helped him to sit down on a soft chair opposite him.

"Master Mullin, this time ......"

"I know it all, I see you're really scared and confused, and this kind of little thing also comes to me, hey......"

Maester Mullin had apparently known what was going on in the Wizard's Castle, and as he sat down, his tone was visibly displeased.

It is not difficult to see from Salugwa's attitude towards this Mullin Bachelor that this old man has a very high status in Sarugwa's heart.

In the face of the reprimand of the elderly Mullin, Salugwa stood aside respectfully, not daring to say a word.

"Salugwa, you don't have a deep grudge against that master called something, and he has no reason to drive you out, besides, with his strength, if he wants to kill you, I'm afraid that your rabble won't be able to stop him at all. ”

Bachelor Mullin was not polite, and said a lot in one breath, panting, obviously with a lot of effort.

Seeing this, Salugwa hurriedly poured a glass of Mullin's favorite fruit wine and handed it over.

"Master Mullin, you drink first, besides this, there is Jones ......"

"Jones's affairs are better, isn't there a shortage of troops? Tomorrow, go and gather a few hundred of the survivors you have raised, send them to Gelsa City as cannon fodder, and let Jones find a chance to escape back? Those useless idlers, keeping them is just a waste of food, it is better to let them play a role at the critical moment. ”

"But...... But if you do that......"

"It's nothing, not many people know about this matter, just find a reason, and send dozens of guards to escort it over soon......?" You're so confused, I have to run the old man for such a trivial matter. ”

After Mullin finished speaking, he was ready to get up and leave.

As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and continued: "The kind of situation you told me today, I seem to have found some eyebrows, if that master called something comes to trouble you, you tell him that I may have a way to help him, remember, don't do anything with him, otherwise you don't know how you died." ”

With that, with the support of the triangular eye, he walked away without looking back.

At this moment, on a raised eaves outside Sarugwa's room, a young man in a black cloak was recalling the words of the Mullin maester with interest.

"Is there a way to help me? It's interesting, I'd like to see what this Mullin Fellow is capable of......

The young man in the black cloak muttered.

After he left the shack area, he sneaked out of Sarugwa's room, waiting for an opportunity to settle accounts with Sarugwa.

But the words of this Bachelor Mullin made him change his mind.

After waiting for more than half an hour again, he was finally the only one left in Sarugwa's room.

Lance saw an opportunity, rolled over, and entered the room through the open window.

Lance's sudden appearance startled Sarugwa.

He hurriedly made a defensive stance, transported the thunder element, and immediately added a lightning shield to himself.

The blue arc of lightning crackled on Sarugwa's body, and it was very beautiful.

Seeing Sarugwa's nervous expression, Lance smiled and said casually, "Yo...... It's still a high-level thunder magician, yes, after the Dark Age came, it is indeed rare to see a magician with a little strength like you, I have a reason to kill you, and I also have a reason not to kill you, do you think it's better to kill you? or not to kill you?"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Salugvar stared at Lance nervously, ready to attack at any moment.

But Lance didn't mean to do anything at all.

Now that his strength has declined, he has fallen into the high-level realm, if he really makes a move, unless he completely sneaks attack, he really has no certainty that he will be able to kill this high-level realm thunder mage in one fell swoop without being injured.

"What do you want to do? You tried to make me a monster like that Wood, that's why I killed you, but you made this magician's castle very safe, giving the survivors a safe living environment, which is why I didn't kill you directly. ”

As he spoke, Lance casually walked over to the table, picked up the little bottle of fruit wine that was left, and drank it from the bottle without hesitation.

"Hey...... It's not easy to drink such pure fruit wine after the Dark Ages...... Ha ha...... By the way, didn't you Mullin, you mean to see me? I'll be waiting for him here, you can arrange for someone to call him over, don't play tricks on me, or I'll kill you, it's too easy." ”

After saying that, Lance took the long sword he had obtained from the guard he had killed in the basement from his waist and slapped it on the table with a snap, the threat was self-evident.

Then he sat down in the place where Sarugvar had sat before, with his legs crossed on the table, as if he was in control.

Because of the explanation of Master Mullin before, Salugwa did not dare to slack off, and immediately arranged for someone to do it.