The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 58 Interrogation
Impulse is the devil!Impulse is the devil!I regret it!If I had known earlier, I should be gentle when I did it!William looked at the killing scene that was bloodier than the slaughterhouse with great remorse, what a corpse!mutilation!Crushed skulls!Intestines!It was a joy to chop at the beginning, but now he has to clean up these bits and pieces by himself!And that old slippery Singers!When he got up in the morning, he just took a look outside and pretended that he couldn't stand it. He ran back with a pale ugly face, saying that he couldn't stand the smell of blood outside. It seems that the old guy's pale face has disappeared since he created Thunder Frost. recovered!
Fortunately, the forge is right next to the Mirar River, which is the best place to destroy corpses. William wrapped his nose in a linen cloth and threw all the dead bodies into the river. Of course, their belongings, such as the more valuable silent boots, poisoned dagger, hand crossbow (such sharp weapons were not used in time), etc., were all collected by William.Collecting trophies and making a lot of money, even in his previous life, he did not do less.

Decarai shook his heavy head vigorously, feeling dizzy and swollen in his head, he opened his eyes and looked around with difficulty: Am I not already dead?Then a small smiling face approached, but it was Mi Sha'er squatting beside to watch the fun.The small appearance of the little girl relieved Decarai's fear, but his heart was raised again later, because another ugly and vicious scarred face was approaching him viciously.

Decarai took a closer look and recognized the other party: "Old One-eyed! Oh! Old Singers!" It was the one-eyed dwarf in person. Decarai knew the famous one-eyed warrior, and Singers had also heard of him. , but as long as the dwarves belonged to Mirabar, they would not have a good impression of this mysterious alchemist. Singers stared at him and snorted coldly.

"Old Singers! Oh! My best friend! Honest Singers! Where am I?" Decarai sat up from the ground and asked the old dwarf pretending to be surprised, but the corners of his eyes were He kept looking around, a cave dug out of the stone wall, some forging tools and black oil charcoal were placed in a mess, a red-haired man wearing a decorative horned helmet (as expected, he was blind to gold and inlaid with jade) The little girl was looking at herself curiously, it was the little face she saw for the first time after waking up; a pale moon elf was leaning against the wall in a daze, and the elf insisted on running out to have a look despite William's warning "Slaughterhouse", the result was tragic; Phinya sat on the anvil next to him, holding a soft fur in his hand and carefully wiped the dust that did not exist on Thunderfrost.

Singers curled his mouth, which was missing half of his beard, which made his face look even uglier: "Decarai! Damn guy! What are you doing here?"

"Good old Singers! This is a misunderstanding! Listen to me" Dekale said with an innocent expression, and slowly approached Misha'er next to him, but Singers was not a fool, on the contrary He is an experienced old warrior, although many times the one-eyed dwarf always hides his cunning and shrewdness with recklessness.Singers stepped forward and grabbed Decarai by the front, dragging him fiercely to the ground.

"You damn slicker! Despicable bug! Is old Singers easy to coax? Tell your purpose! Otherwise, I will use a forging hammer to smash your bones bit by bit!" Singers threatened with a heavy breath road.Apparently Decarai wasn't frightened by the dwarf's threat. Instead, the little girl stuck out her tongue and ran away. She leaned against Finia and carefully approached Thunder Frost with a small finger. When she got there, she shrank back in shock. This is indeed a new game that the little guy discovered. Because of the horn of Cole, the electric shock on the Thunder Frost could not cause her any harm except for a slight needle prick.

"Old Singers! I am a person who works for the Marquis! I have a mission entrusted by the Marquis! Listen! I want to meet the consul Ms. Stagrim! You have no right to ask me about my behavior! I want to see San Ms. Delan!" De Carle tried to push Singers away, obviously it was difficult to do it with his strength, he rejected the other party's threat in a haughty tone, and his words also had the expected effect, Singers Angrily, Si let go of the opponent's arm.

In a very short time, Decarai had already conceived an excuse to escape. He claimed that he was appointed by the lord, and believed that with the character of the old dwarf, he would not do anything to himself.Sunderland is currently in the city, and I'm afraid he has already been detained. If he can return to the city, Decarai believes that Omatus will find a way to save himself, and the stupid Marquis Erastu will be persuaded by himself. Turn to Sunderland and others for trouble and not.

"It doesn't matter who you work for! Even if you have the mission of the king of heaven! You can't go there without my consent! Tell me! Who sent you here?" A cold voice came, and William held Qiushuisui Meng walked into the cave with a blank expression on his face. He obviously hadn't had time to clean the body after throwing it away. His naked upper body was stained with blood. William didn't get a drop of blood on his body when he killed last night, but he was covered in blood when he cleaned up the body in the morning.

Decarai stood up from the ground and tidied up his clothes pretending to be elegant, patted the dirt on the clothes, flicked his fingers and squinted at the person who came, and asked extremely disdainfully: "Who are you? What right do you have to interrogate people?" Me? I am the alchemy consultant of Lord Mirabar! The Marquis’s personal guest! A mere one. Ah——!”

Snapped!William slapped the pretentiousness of Dakale, the poor guy was shot three times in place, and then he turned his head into a black oil charcoal pile. William also played his fingers. : "Finya! Take Misha out for a while! If you stay here, I'm afraid you'll have nightmares at night!" Finia looked at the poor fellow humming in the charcoal pile, and stood up holding the battle ax With a promise, he picked up the little girl who covered her mouth and stared wide-eyed and strode out. Elf, who was also dumbfounded, screamed and followed her out.

After Finia and the others went out, William stepped forward and grabbed Decarai's gray hair and picked it up. The alchemist's face was covered in black and gray, and the face hit by William was swollen like a big mushroom. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful. Mixed with the blood foam of several broken teeth, one hand stroked the chin, trying to cover the wound but dared not touch it in pain, tears flowed down, but was slapped and cried by William.

William held De Carre's head close to him, and said coldly: "Tell me! Why are you here? If you say it, you will suffer less! Otherwise!" William thrust down the other hand holding the knife, " Ah——!" Decarai, whose scalp ached from being pulled by his hair, suddenly let out an inhuman scream, but it was the Autumn Water Broken Dream Knife inserted from the back of his foot, and the ability attached to the knife made the pain of the wound several times larger .Singers behind him frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything. He sighed and leaned against the anvil, speechless.

"We just paid and passed by here this time, no. Ah——!" Dekale tried to justify again, but William turned the handle of the knife lightly, and the extreme pain struck again broken
The lies of the interrogated.

William suddenly smiled, and said with a grin: "Your mouth is pretty hard! It's okay! We have plenty of time to communicate! Take your time! Don't panic!" In De Carre's view, William's smiling face was more terrifying than the cold one just now. His mind was completely occupied by fear, but his only rationality made him dare not tell the real reason, because if they knew that they were just greedy, they would definitely be killed.

"I said I said! My God! Please don't torture me anymore! The Marquis Erastu sent us here! He learned that there is a large amount of fine gold here, so he sent us to snatch it! I am just obeying orders! Please Let me go!" Decarai mourned in silence for the poor lord!Oh!Stupid Lord Marquis!For poor Decarai to live!Or please take the blame for me!

William said with a smile: "Oh! Oh! You came at the wrong time! The fine gold was brought into the city by Sunderland yesterday!"

Singers also muttered indignantly: "I want to snatch the fine gold! Haha! With William here, you need at least send an army over to make it possible!"

De Carre rolled his eyes and said respectfully: "Dear sir! I have another important message! The upright Ms. Sunderland has been arrested by the Marquis! She is in danger now!"

Singers said: "Nonsense! Sunderland is the chief executive officer of the Council! What qualifications does the Marquis have to arrest her?"

De Carre explained: "Ms. Sunderland embezzled the public funds supervised by the Council! And it was drawn in the name of the Marquis! This matter has been discovered by the Marquis and the members!"

"How is it possible? The council couldn't have found out so quickly!" Shouted Singers in disbelief.

"Omartus told the secret! Wise Mr. Singers! You know it too! Ms. Sunderland once had a conflict with Omatus! Omatus has always held a grudge! He dreamed of picking on Sander Ms. Lan's fault! Omartus has been paying attention to Ms. Sunderland's every move! This matter was found out by him!" Sorry!Omartes!The so-called "dead fellows never die poor ones"!The second blame can only be carried by you!

"Sir! I'm just an involuntary subordinate! An insignificant person! Please let me go!"

(End of this chapter)