Throne of Magical Arcana

Hearing Chris' pleading, Lucien's smiling expression remained unchanged, and his tone was gentle and authentic: "If your news is valuable, I will consider it as appropriate. The right to judge is in my hands, and you can choose to say it or not."

Although Chris was terrified and broke out in cold sweat, tears and tears were more of a begging performance. At this time, he did not dare to hesitate or protest, and hurriedly said: "Master Knight, I stole an invitation letter a few days ago. , maybe you'll be interested."

As an outstanding thief, Chris never gave up trying to find an opportunity to escape after being pointed at his throat by Lucien's long sword, but he didn't dare to act rashly when he thought that the opponent was a real knight who had inspired the power of his blood. Action, the agility and speed that he is proud of are ridiculously inferior to the knights, unless there is no hope of even begging for mercy, he will take the risk of making a last-ditch effort.

"Invitation letter?" Lucien was slightly puzzled, "Why do you think I'm interested?"

Seeing that Lucien didn't do anything, Chris gradually restrained his fear and fear, and stated clearly: "Because it looks like an invitation letter for a gathering of low-level black magicians, this will be the hero you left behind, Lord Knight. A good opportunity for legends!" He thought of many rumors, and regarded Lucien as the kind of knight who followed the ancient precepts to tour the mainland after being promoted.

"Low-level black magician? What's the content of the invitation letter? Why didn't you report it directly to the church? I think that will get you a rich reward." When Lucien heard that it was a magician, he suddenly felt dissatisfied. Small interests and questions.

Under the close gaze of Lucien, Chris took out a neatly folded piece of paper from the gap in his belt and handed it over: "My lord knight, this is an invitation letter."

"A mysterious traveler came to Longya Town a few days ago. Because he was generous, I quietly followed him away, looking for an opportunity to steal something. As a result, he didn't take the road, but walked through the surrounding mountains and forests. I happened to Saw him kill several beasts that tried to attack him with his evil and terrifying black magic."

Lucien shook the piece of paper away with his left hand, and recorded it in the soul library with a glance:

"When the silver moon rises on the second Friday of July, a feast of the dead will be held at Calendia Castle to welcome a gentleman from the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council. The original Wilfrid territory My magicians and magic apprentices, this will be the beginning of your bright future."

No title, no signature, this is a strange banquet letter, but Lucien is still full of interest, because it seems that he can get in touch with the magician sent by the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, so that when he arrives at the pearl of the sea, Sturk, he will No more searching for contacts.

Seeing that Lucien's expression didn't change, Chris continued his narration: "At that time, there was another team of adventurers who followed the mysterious traveler. After seeing the evil black magic, they thought they were sure to kill the traveler." They kept driving wild beasts to consume the opponent's mana, and then began to raid and siege. It is a pity that they underestimated the terrifying black magic that can awaken the dead, and were instead given the upper hand by the traveler. However, when they were both defeated, they were killed by nearby The robbers noticed the movement and came and killed them together. I seized the opportunity and stole the valuables from the traveler's body, including this letter."

"These bandits are so lucky..." Lucien lamented the pity of that magic apprentice, and then asked Chris again: "Why didn't you report it to the church? Do you know the Castle of Karendia?"

Lucien is no stranger to Wilfrid's territory, because it is clear from ancient documents and historical records that Wilfrid was one of the legendary necromancers who ruled the central and southern parts of the mainland during the ancient magic empire. It's a pity that he fell under the siege of the cardinal of the church, and even the half-plane magic tower was destroyed.

"I am a thief who walks in the darkness and shadows. If the church finds out, I will definitely go to the gallows, so..." Chris is quite proud of his identity as a thief, "I'm sorry, dear knight, I don't I know exactly where the ancient castle of Karunaldia is. In fact, I have inquired in the adventurer's guild and the thieves' union in Koser city, but no one knows the location of this ancient castle, and they have not even heard of this ancient castle. .I think it's probably a code name within the Black Mage."

Since thieves often use code names, Chris immediately thinks of this.

Disappointment flashed through Lucien's heart. No one knew about the Karonaldia Castle. He seemed to miss this opportunity, and he was not familiar with the Principality of Djibouti, so it was very difficult to find clues. However, Lucien still had a gentle and calm smile on his face: "I'm very satisfied with the news. By the way, Chris, you haven't told anyone else, have you?"

"Your satisfaction, Mr. Knight, is my honor." Chris breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was able to keep his hands, and then he smiled flatteringly, "I haven't found a buyer for this news. If you order, Mr. Knight, I will Will bury it in your heart forever, so that you can complete the heroic epic by yourself."

Lucien nodded: "Good job." Then he sent the long sword and pierced it cruelly into Chris' throat.

Chris stared at Lucien in disbelief, his throat was hooting, and he asked as if screaming in his heart: "How did things become like this? Why did you kill me?! Aren't you a knight who abides by the creed?! "

Lucien withdrew his long sword and said flatly, "You know too much."

Although it is very unlikely that I will find the Castle of Karonaldia by myself, if there is a chance to go there, then Chris who knows this invitation letter is the source of danger, because it is not clear when he will sell the news, thus attracting the attention of the Church.

As long as it is not his friend or an innocent person, Lucien will feel less and less guilty about killing people.

His eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and Chris fell on the wooden boards of the carriage. If he had known this would happen, he might as well have chosen to keep his left hand in the first place.

Sometimes begging for mercy and exchanging is not necessarily a better choice than directly bearing punishment.

Finger flames burst out and burned the invitation letter. Lucien pushed open the window of the carriage and softly called, "Betty."

Betty, the half-elf girl who was on guard at night, except for occasional yawns, followed the method taught by her brother-in-law Simon to observe her surroundings closely and closely to guard against sneak attacks by wild beasts or robbers, but Lucien's sudden call from behind startled her. The wooden stick that was poking the campfire in his hand almost fell into the fire.

After realizing that it was the employer's voice, not the wraiths and ghosts with names in the legends of witches and black magicians, Betty patted her chest and complained in her heart: "I'm really scared to death!"

She turned around and squeezed out a sweet smile: "Mr. Evans, what's the matter?"

"Come here in the carriage, I have something to tell you." Lucien's voice was not loud.

Betty took two steps subconsciously, and suddenly remembered what her sister and brother-in-law had mentioned. Many female adventurers and mercenaries with good looks or figures are always harassed and lured by their employers. Now, in the dead of night, Mr. Evans called Go to his compartment by yourself...

So she stopped suddenly, her smile froze: "Mr. Evans, please tell me directly if you have anything to say?"

Although if the employer is generous and there is nothing too annoying, female adventurers who are partly open and without a partner do not mind having a relationship. Many people can't refuse the thing that can get a good reward. Although Mr. Evans is young and handsome, elegant in conversation, and generous, even if he doesn't take the initiative to seduce, there are many female adventurers who are willing to share the joy with him, but they belong to them. Very conservative!

"You need to take care of a little thing." Lucien didn't want to tease the pure girl, and pointed to the carriage, "A thief has sneaked in."

"What?!" Betty almost exclaimed, but she immediately covered her mouth, looked left and right, found that her sister and brother-in-law hadn't been awakened, and hurried to the carriage.

When she opened the car door and walked into the car, Betty suddenly thought in frustration: "Is there really a thief? Could it be a lie that Mr. Evans deliberately tricked me in? If, if he wants to do something, should I sternly refuse, or How about shouting loudly? Or knocking him out directly?"

Betty, who was nervous, saw that there was indeed a black-clothed thief lying in the carriage, and Lucien was also politely sitting aside, so she was really relieved, but she was also faintly disappointed. Isn't she attractive? Mr. Evans doesn't think much of himself?

"Chris? He's a thief?!" The faint disappointment was quickly dispelled by surprise, "He's dead? Did you kill him, Mr. Evans?"

Lucien smiled and said: "He wanted to come in and steal my long sword, but he moved a little harder and woke me up, so he was attacked and killed by me."

Betty wanted to say something at first, but when she heard the words, she looked up in astonishment, and saw that Lucien didn't have the fear and guilt of ordinary noble young masters after killing people, and was as calm and natural as during the day.

Recalling that even if Chris is not a two-handed giant sword fighter, his pace and agility are extraordinary, and his strength is not much worse than that of his sister and brother-in-law. She whispered with a clear understanding: "Mr. Evans, your strength Not bad, I'm afraid."

He should be a high-ranking knight attendant, right? It is admirable that Mr. Evans can do this at such a young age.

"Please, Betty, please dispose of this corpse." Lucien didn't answer, and pointed to Chris who was lying down. Apart from the thieves' tools, this guy only had a few silver Gnars on him.

Only then did Betty remember what she was going to say before, and she smiled apologetically: "Mr. Evans, I apologize to you. It was my negligence on the night watch that allowed Chris to sneak in. But can you not tell my sister, I don't want to let She was disappointed and scolded. I will learn my lesson myself." Her eyes were crystal clear and pleaded

Lucien chuckled lightly, and put his finger on his lips: "Shh, you handle the corpse quietly, so your sister won't know."

"Really? Mr. Evans, you are such a good man." Betty smiled happily, and did not feel any discomfort because of Chris' death. The arrest of such thieves is usually the end of death.

Seeing Betty gently pick up the corpse and walk outside, Lucien suddenly asked, "Betty, do you know the ancient castle of Karendia?"

"No. I don't remember an old castle with this name." Betty frowned and thought about it carefully.

Lucien nodded slightly disappointed.

Betty, who is fairly experienced as an adventurer, quickly disposed of Chris's body without alarming anyone. When moving forward the next day, except for the two bards who were a little strange, Chris left without saying goodbye. She didn't care, but Betty became more enthusiastic and respectful to Lucien because she was grateful for Lucien's secrecy.

On the evening of the third day, the carriage drove to a fork in the road. To the north was Huiwu Town with a deep mountain lumber field, and to the northeast was Nice Town with iron mines. Both of them could reach Kesel City, but the former was more remote. The road is more difficult, and few people go there.

Because Lina was going to Gray Fog Town, the adventurer team chose to go north at the fork in the road.