Broad World

Quiet, the whole square was silent. No one expected that a masked mage would appear in this situation and wanted to take away the dark elf who was about to be burned to death. Now the man in chain armor standing on a high place is caught in a dilemma. If he handed it over, his agitation just now would be in vain. If he didn't hand it over, it would mean a direct confrontation with the most powerful organization in Amn. Although the right to choose is still in hand, it has actually been cornered.

Henry noticed the malicious eyes of several people around him, and immediately whispered to Oroxis and Ortagus next to him: "Be careful, if these people plan to make a move, rush up and kill them immediately."

"Hey, don't worry, great master. These two weapons can't wait to be stained with blood. I can even hear their low moans. This feeling is simply amazing." The black dragon's face showed a trace of intoxication, and he gently stroked the "sacred sacrifice" and "contempt virtue" hanging on his waist with both hands.

Seeing it like this, Henry frowned slightly. You must know that these two weapons were made by a demon lord, completely incorporating a series of negative emotions such as hatred, tyranny, and cruelty into it. Any user will be tempted inadvertently, and it is not impossible to fall into madness if they cannot control it.

Judging from the current state of Oroxes, it has obviously been affected, which is not a good phenomenon. Especially since this guy's occupation is still a berserker, it's hard to say whether he can distinguish friend from foe once he starts berserk. He doesn't want the situation to get out of hand. It's one thing to kill mobs, but it's another thing to kill people.

Under Henry's stern gaze, the black dragon quickly regained consciousness, and took both hands away from the weapon. It wiped the sweat from its forehead, and hurriedly explained in a low voice: "I'm very sorry, I was accidentally affected by the weapon. Please rest assured, this situation will not happen again in the future."

"It's good to know. If there is another time, I don't mind giving you a good memory. Remember. Weapons are just tools, and the users are their masters."

In fact, the dragon's soul is very powerful, and generally it is rarely tempted by magic items. It's just that Oroxes is not yet an adult, and he is also a member of the evil camp. So I didn't pay too much attention to this insidious influence. With this reminder, similar situations will never happen again in the future.

"Master, if something unexpected happens in a while, I will rush to Miss Amelia's side as soon as possible. I will never be like some idiot and make a problem at a critical moment." After speaking, Ortagus squinted his eyes at his deadly enemy, and one corner of his mouth slightly turned up, showing a mocking expression.

The two guys have been fighting each other for so many years, and basically the other side only needs to look at each other to know what it means immediately. However, even if Oroxes hated his teeth, he didn't dare to refute now. Otherwise, it is likely to be severely punished to meet it. They already have a general understanding of their new master's temper, obediently obeying orders and saying anything. Once they are found to be making small moves behind their backs, they will be put on the "Mithril Chain of Sorrow" immediately, and enjoy the pleasure of electric shock and feces.

The man in chain armor struggled for a long time, and finally chose to refuse. He felt that if he was threatened by a woman in public. After that, how can I hang around in Askatla's land. Maybe most gangsters and thugs are like that, not knowing how much trouble they're in.

Viconia closed her eyes in despair. Her voice was already hoarse, and no matter how hard she tried to explain that she was just a passing traveler, none of the crowd believed her. There is no way, the reputation of the dark elves on the surface is too bad, and they can almost be equated with demons. Even the devil is stronger than the drows in people's minds, at least they are willing to abide by the contract.

"So. Are you going to do the right thing with the Masked Mage Guild? Are you not afraid that I will call for support?" Amelia glanced at the approaching guys with cold eyes, not paying attention to them at all. Although her spellcasting level is not high, only level five, but she has a lot of combat experience, otherwise she would not be sent to attack the mage tower.

"Against the masked mage? No, no. No. We are just a group of people determined to avenge the dark elves, and we don't want anyone to interrupt the trial process." The man in the chain armor was obviously not stupid, and immediately made an excuse for himself with a grand opinion.

Amelia had recognized this guy a long time ago. He was a well-known mob leader in the city of Aslatra and a frequent visitor in the prison. Most like to threaten ordinary people who have no ability to resist with violence. She no longer intends to talk nonsense, and is ready to use spells to kill all these guys in front of her. Anyway, the guards don't care about their lives.

Almost everyone in Faerun Continent knew that when mages put their hands into the spell-casting material bag, it meant that the battle was about to begin. The thugs were the first to see the signal for war, and all drew their weapons, their eyes full of tension and anxiety. Although they are very good at fighting and brawling, this is the first time they have to deal with a spell caster.

Seeing that a battle was about to start, the crowd of onlookers ran away in a few seconds. Knowing that he could do something, Henry immediately winked secretly, and the two humanoid dragons rushed up without saying a word after seeing it. Oroxes swung the "Holy Sacrifice" and threw it at a thug, only to hear a "poof", his whole head was like a rotten tomato that had been stepped on, his brains scattered and his two eyeballs burst out.

The thugs were stunned, they never expected someone to attack from behind. The black dragon grinned grimly, and chopped the other guy in half with his hand back. With the sharpness of "Contempt of Virtue" and its own great strength, even the hardest skulls will not hinder the slightest. Such a bloody and violent scene shocked even the guards who stood watching from a distance. You must know that this is a vertical chopping of a living person, and judging from the condition of the deceased, even the spine was split in two.

"Poor bedbugs! Are you ready to face death? Hahahahaha!" Oroxis laughed wildly and rushed into the crowd, setting off a storm of flesh and blood. The ordinary chain armor and leather armor of the thugs could not provide any protection at all, and soon there were many mutilated corpses on the ground.

Ortagus' fighting style is obviously different from his arch-rival, preferring surprise attacks and one-hit fatalities. There were several guys who ran away, but their throats were cut by the dagger that suddenly appeared behind them halfway. Amelia only had time to release two "magic missiles", and the battle was over.

Henry silently pulled up the hood to cover his face, and then pretended to go forward and announced loudly: "Did you see that! This is what happens when you fight against the Masked Mages Guild!" After speaking, he cut the rope with a dagger, and picked up Viconia, who had fallen into a coma.

I have to say that the Queen of Poison Tongue is in really bad physical condition. Not only is she a little dehydrated, but her wound is also inflamed. Judging by the sunken eye sockets, she hadn't eaten anything for at least five days. If it weren't for my tenacious will to survive, I'm afraid I would have been tortured to death long ago.

"Master, those annoying little mice have been killed." Ortagus wiped the blood on the dagger, walked over and said in a low voice.

"Well done, none of the enemies let go. Let's go, I don't want to be recognized." Henry briefly treated Viconia, then picked her up and walked towards the Ronoll family's house in this district. I believe that after such a long time, the Council should have cleaned up the inside.

Maybe it was the healing spell that worked, or maybe the survival instinct was too strong, the Queen of Poison Tongue woke up on the way. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was struggle to stand up, eyes full of vigilance and distrust.

Henry knew that this dark elf woman had been betrayed many times on the surface and almost lost her life. The current reaction was nothing but a conditioned reflex and self-protection. He whispered next to Viconia's ear, "Relax, if we were malicious, we wouldn't have saved you from the mob just now."

"Why save me? What is the purpose?"

Although she no longer struggled, the Queen of Poison Tongue's vigilance did not decrease at all. Because every dark elf knows from the moment he is sensible that there is no free lunch in the world. If someone treats you nicely for no reason, then he must have an ulterior motive.

Henry knew that if he didn't come up with a convincing reason, I'm afraid this dark elf woman would always be wary of herself like a thief. He had no choice but to lean over again and whispered, "I plan to go to the Underdark after a while, so I need a qualified guide."

"Well, this reason is quite convincing. I owe you my life, so from now on my power is yours, and you can use it as long as you want. Besides, my name is Viconia Defoe, and I am a priest. Human, how about you?"

As a dark elf, Viconia never trusted anyone easily. When she asked the question just now, she quietly performed a "detection of lies", and she was relieved after confirming that the other party was telling the truth. If it wasn't for avoiding the pursuit of Goddess Rose, she didn't want to come to this damned surface at all.

Hearing that the Queen of Poison Tongue directly reported her full name, Henry knew that he had gained initial trust. Therefore, he also reported his full name: "My name is Henry "Dragon Rider". Angomei, but you'd better omit the string after the name, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be a famous person. Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret." Viconia just ran from Baldur's Gate to Amn not long ago, so she is very familiar with this name. Since the other party has a fairly good reputation, she really doesn't worry much about her own safety now.