Mithril Throne of Forgotten Realms

The touch from the palm was wonderful and real. Fang Yi volleyed on the vertical wall with a movement that was impossible in reality, carefully feeling the strong adsorption effect brought by the spider-walking technique.At this time, Fang Yi felt that he was a gecko, but the target of hunting was not tiny insects.

He is the lord of the city of Xingmu City.

The balcony on the top floor was unusually wide, and the windows made of super-large glass and dense wood were so conspicuous that Fang Yi, who had just arrived, immediately made a judgment—the owner of the large room on the top floor must be old Charlie.

Fang Yi did not land directly on the balcony, but chose to use the last few seconds of the spider walk to climb to the right side of the balcony. When the effect of the spell ended, he stepped on the balcony silently, and then looked inside.

The room was as luxurious as Fang Yi expected. On the wooden floor were finely crafted tables and chairs and other small pieces of furniture. Fang Yi, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help curling his lips. It's so extravagant. How well I live.

The luxuriously decorated big bed also verified Fang Yi's guess. Due to the cover of the bed curtain, Fang Yi couldn't see what was going on on the bed, but he thought that old Charlie was lying on the big bed and dreaming sweet dreams~

Fang Yi could have used a dagger to directly poke open these wooden windows, but when he glanced at the shimmering handle on the inside of the window, Fang Yi curled his lips, put away the dagger, and took out a mage hand scroll—— There are traps on the windows. How many enemies does old Charlie have.

Fang Yi has spent nearly [-] gold coins on the scrolls since he made enough reserve funds from the two escaping beast eggs.The two second-level spell scrolls accounted for more than half of them, and the group fear in them had been used up when robbing monsters.

This is also the shortcoming of a purely physical profession. Even if Fang Yi successfully advanced to the level of an assassin, he could choose the spell slots rewarded by the profession for Fang Yi to choose, but due to the limitation of the main attribute, it is impossible for Fang Yi to accumulate intelligence to enhance his spellcasting ability. As a result, the intelligence attribute is not high enough to learn advanced spells, and the poor mana value cannot support continuous casting.

It's the spell scroll that is so expensive that Fang Yi's heart is bleeding...

Fang Yi controlled the mage's hand to unscrew the window lightly, avoiding the trap between the window seams.Stepped carefully to the window.Stepping on the wooden table next to the window, Fang Yi immediately smelled a faint fragrance.Followed by the system prompts.

"You have been affected by an unknown fragrance, the saving throw is successful, and the very mild hypnotic effect is invalid."

Maybe old Charlie had insomnia.Fang Yi pondered for a while.I can only think of this possibility.Very mild effects can only affect normal people.Those with a slightly higher physique are almost immune, and there is no threat, so Fang Yi doesn't take it to heart.

Turn around and close the window.Fang Yi stepped onto the ground lightly, and subconsciously sniffled.Fang Yi himself doesn't like to see perfume, it's not that he hates it, but Fang Yi's nose becomes allergic after smelling the fragrance for a long time, and he sneezes continuously.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi decided to make a quick decision.Pulling out Lan Youyou's dagger from his waist, Fang Yi went around to the side of the big bed while guarding against possible traps.

Through the curtain on one side of the big bed, one could see an old man lying sideways between the quilts, and the sound of slight snoring could clearly enter Fang Yi's ears.Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, his face was full of coldness: finally here, the time for revenge and complaints has finally arrived!Let me think about it, how can I give you a good way to die?

Fang Yi recalled all the cruel sword techniques he used to slaughter monsters in his heart, and still felt that the method invented by his ancestors like Ling Chi was the best to relieve hatred.At the same time, Fang Yi didn't stop moving his hands, and slowly opened the bed curtain with his right hand. In the black and white world, the face of old Charlie clearly appeared in front of Fang Yi.

Ok?

Fang Yi's eyes were fixed, and he felt a chill on his back rushing to the back of his head.The right hand that was about to press the opponent's nose and mouth stopped in mid-air, and the elf dagger was retracted at the waist—is this wrong?How did this thing change?

The old man lying on the bed in front of him had fair skin and a slightly bloated body due to obesity. In addition to the neatly trimmed beard and the precious jewelry ring on his hand, all of them showed his noble status.

But Fang Yi had met old Charlie before, just after the massacre in the slums ended, after Fang Yi killed dozens of robbers, old Charlie took his own guards and guard of honor to the scene and slipped around.Although the other party hid himself in the shadows that the torch could not reach, others did not know that Fang Yi had dark vision.

At that time, Fang Yi saw the face of old Charlie clearly. He was obviously a wrinkled old man who looked like he was going to die soon. Why did he grow so much flesh after not seeing him for a day?

Fang Yi's first reaction was that the one in front of him was a decoy, but then he thought, this is the other party's home, and it should be the safest place. In this way, could the one he saw in the slums be the substitute?

Fang Yi quickly turned his head and looked around. The room was still as quiet as before, and he didn't find anything unusual.There is no time to waste now, the traces I left along the way may be discovered at some point.Thinking of this, Fang Yi heaved a sigh of relief, and seeing that the information returned by the probing technique was indeed a living NPC, he stretched out his hand and slapped the fat man on the bed on the big face.

"Ah woo~~"

The fat man woke up with a slap, and a bright red fingerprint appeared on his cheek, but unfortunately he only made a muffled whimper, because Fang Yi's right hand had already pinched his mouth and nose tightly.

"Quiet, Lord City Lord," Fang Yi felt that the other party was struggling hard, and warned aloud, "If you mess with my knife again, you won't have eyes."

The fat man on the bed was of great stature. Although Fang Yi had the upper hand in strength, this toss had already made the big bed creak, which was especially harsh in the quiet room. Fang Yi was afraid of alarming the guards outside the room, and immediately Raise your fist and prepare to knock the opponent unconscious.

"Woooooo!"

The fat man on the bed stopped struggling when he heard the words, but his eyes were still wide open, and he couldn't help shaking his head to talk, but Fang Yi's strength is relatively low. As weak as a chick.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have something to say, several thoughts flashed through Fang Yi's mind, and he said in a deep voice, "Now I let you go, but if you dare to say a word, I can guarantee that it will be the last word you say. "

The fat man nodded hastily, hoping that fear and many complex emotions would be softened together in his eyes, but he just couldn't find the calm temperament that the lord of a city should have. Hold the left hand of the opponent's mouth.

"Are you the lord of Star Twilight City, Charlie, Earl Marsha?"

The fat man immediately shook his head, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes seemed to have a lot to say, but he was afraid to speak because of the thief in front of him, and he had an extremely tangled expression.

"Oh? Then why are you sleeping in old Charlie's bedroom? Isn't old Charlie a womanizer?"

Although Fang Yi feels that the person in front of him is not the city lord, who knows if the other party is an acting school.Looking back now, none of the people I met in Xingmu City seemed to have ever mentioned the appearance of the city lord. Could it be that no one has seen it?

The fat man on the bed opened his mouth, but he glanced at Lan Youyou's dagger close in front of him, and swallowed the words when he reached his mouth, his chubby face was already covered with fine sweat, making people anxious for the other party just looking at it.

"Say!"

With Fang Yi's permission, the fat man gasped immediately, and his lowered voice was intermittent due to nervousness, "I'm not him! Don't kill me, if you kill me, we'll both die!"

Fang Yi curled his lips, playing psychological warfare with me at this time?Raising his hand was about to give the other party some trouble, but what the fat man said next made Fang Yi's hand stop in mid-air and did not fall.

"There are traps in this room. As long as I die, the magic circle will be triggered immediately, and you will die at that time," the fat man organized his words, and said all the words he had held back for a long time in one breath, "Only by inhaling this room Only those who smell the fragrance will be affected by the magic circle."

"Nonsense, why haven't I heard of such a weird magic circle? How dare you fool me?" Fang Yi looked disbelieving.Killing you will trigger a trap, a bit of a fantasy?

"...I don't think you've seen this before," Fatty had sat up on the bed at this moment, took a few breaths, then tore off his pajamas, revealing his chest—a strange red glow The miniature magic circle was engraved on the fat man's chest, scattering a strange light in the dark room.

"Don't worry, there are no guards outside the house. They wish someone could kill me so that old Charlie can get out an enemy." The fat man lowered his head to look at the magic circle on his chest, touched the sweat beads on his forehead, and slowly He regained his composure, "If you leave here, we will act as if nothing happened."

"You can't kill Charlie." Fatty's tone was full of helplessness, and Fang Yi subconsciously raised his eyebrows in despair.If this person is acting, then his acting skills are definitely at the actor's level.

Fang Yi looked at the magic circle on the opponent's chest, and vaguely understood what the fat man meant, "You mean the devil?"

"You know?" It was Fatty's turn to be surprised this time.People who knew about this had already gone to another world, or were on their way to another world. How did this mysterious assassin know?

Fang Yi's brows were tightly frowned. He originally thought that the underground demon was just a trick of a powerful spellcaster, but now it seems that it is not the case.Why do you feel that old Charlie is getting more and more entangled with the devil?

"It's pitiful to see you as a substitute. Since there are no guards outside, let's have a good chat." Fang Yi sat on the comfortable goose feather quilt and said unhurriedly, "Let's start with the devil~" (To be continued..)