Chapter 170

The city hall is spacious and bright.

On the wooden table in front of me was a burning incense burner, which sent out bursts of fragrance.

The blue curtain was pulled up to block the dazzling eyes in the afternoon.

The head of the mountain bandit has been taken away by the guards. Fang Hao and an Jia are waiting for the arrival of the city Lord prur here.

After sitting like this, I waited for 20 minutes.

Fang Hao looked at the Lord's book to kill time, but Anja couldn't sit still.

He muttered and cursed that the city Lord here took himself too seriously. He will bring the bone dragon tomorrow and pick up his house.

Step, step!

With a burst of footsteps, the sound of armor friction came from the corridor, which became more and more clear.

Then a man in a blue embroidered robe came in with several guards.

The man looks close to 50 years old. His hair is combed behind his head, his thick beard is clean, his eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, but his eyes are also looking at the two young people sitting in the living room.

This is Cyril, the Lord of prur.

[heavy arrow Cyril (blue level 5 hero)]

As soon as Cyril entered the door, he smiled and said kindly, "so these two young men are the heroes who killed the mountain bandit leader."

"Yes, Lord, these two came with their heads." The guard answered.

In the twenty minutes Fang Hao and his wife waited.

The confidants of the city Lord's residence went to the residence of Bushang tavik and the tavern to inquire about the identities of Fang Hao and Anja.

In the mouth of tavik and his little daughter, they know that Fang Hao has a large army.

And command of the army.

The little daughter was blindfolded, but her ears could still hear a lot of information.

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

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

There was similar news in the tavern. I spent 1000 gold to buy a beautiful short sword.

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

Therefore, the first sentence of the opening has the common words touted by the aristocrats.

"Lord." As a courtesy, Fang Hao got up and smiled.

Anja glanced and stood up reluctantly.

"Ha ha, take a seat. Don't be so polite." Cyril nodded with satisfaction and sat down on the throne.

Fang Hao also sat back in his position.

The servant brought up drinks and some local cakes that Fang Hao had never seen.

It should be specially made in pruer.

"My name is Cyril. I'm the city Lord here. What do you call me?" Cyril asked, pretending not to know.

"Fang Hao, this is my guard Anja." Fang Hao introduced himself.

"Oh, Mr. Fang Hao, can you tell me how you learned about the mountain bandits and how you killed them?" Cyril leaned forward slightly and looked like he wanted to hear a story.

Fang Hao smiled and it was not difficult to make up a story.

"I don't know, Lord. Do you know Mr. tavik?"

"Yes, the cloth merchant in the city. Why does this matter have anything to do with him?"

"The day before yesterday, I took my family's team on an adventure in the mountains and forests. I accidentally saved tavik's real little daughter. After returning her to Mr. tavik, I went to the tavern to sit down for a while. When I saw the reward on the notice board in the tavern, I took the soldiers..."

"... I don't know which village those mountain bandits robbed. Just as they returned to the camp, they were taken by my people and their heads were sent to you."

Telling a story is half true and half false.

Bring some familiar people or things in the middle, which will make your story more trustworthy.

Tavik, the reward order for the tavern.

No matter the other party doesn't know Fang Hao before, the credibility of the story will improve a lot after these two come out.

After hearing Fang Hao's story, Cyril took a drink from his glass.

But his eyes glanced at Fang Hao and Anja from time to time.

The story is complete and highly credible. At the same time, it is also confirmed that Fang Hao has a backer.

The reward offered in the tavern is only written for the residents.

1000 gold is not enough to mobilize the army to suppress bandits, otherwise it would not have been hanging up for so long.

He answered and succeeded.

It seems that the family is also looking for a chance to give the young master a chance to practice. Money is a small thing.

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

He said in his heart, the old man won't have any disease. How can he keep his eyes straight.

"Oh, I see." Cyril turned back and said to the guard, "bring the reward."

"It's the city Lord."

A guard backed out to get the reward.

"By the way, which city does Mr. Fang Hao live in? What does he do at home..." Cyril listened as if chatting.

Fang Hao answered and lied. The city was set in the northwest of pruer City, and his family did some grocery business.

They talked for a while, and Fang Hao's eyes fell on a weapon on the display cabinet in the hall.

This is a stabbing sword. Its body and handle are snow-white and dazzling.

Fang Hao noticed it very early.

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

"Of course it's beautiful. It's a good treasure." Said Cyril.

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

"Help yourself."

Fang Hao held the sword handle in one hand and gently held the sword body in the other hand, and took the stabbing sword into his hand.

[slow sin stabbing sword (purple)]

[type: stabbing sword]

[damage: Level 3 damage]

(Description: a stabbing sword that killed its owner. It is said that anyone who gets this stabbing sword will die in pain.)

Indeed, it is a reprieve.

Last time, the information of the storyteller of the tavern was still correct. The city Lord did have a sword to ease the crime.

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

Fang Hao couldn't tell the story he had heard. He could only ask, "Oh, what story?"

"There are twelve swords of the same workmanship, and their owner was a famous Countess..."

Cyril was telling a story similar to that of a tavern storyteller.

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

When!

At this time, the guard who went to get the reward returned for the second time, and there was an extra wooden box in his hand, which contained 1000 golden Terran gold coins.

"Lord, here's the reward." Said the guard.

"Yes." Cyril looked at Fang Hao. "This is the reward. Click it."

Fang Hao just took the gold coins and didn't count the amount.

His eyes were still on the stabbing sword and asked directly, "I like this stabbing sword very much. I don't know if Lord Cyril can give up his love. Of course, the price is easy to say."