Mithril Throne of Forgotten Realms

The decoration in the room is simple and simple, with only a desk and a few stools.The thick dark brown curtains blocked all the light in the room. From the outside of the building, it was just like other rooms in the dark, with no light at all.

The flesh-and-blood old man that Fang Yi had seen before was sitting behind the desk at this time, lowering his head and fiddling with the ring on his index finger. The dark green gem light was reflected in the old man's muddy eyes, making the old man's eyes look a little strange .

And standing in front of the desk were two mysterious mages holding staffs. The mage Fang Yi had seen in the castle before was among them.But looking at the situation in front of him, the status of the mysterious mage is actually the last three in the room!

Standing in front of him directly facing old Charlie was an old man wearing a pointed mage hat.The old man had a ruddy complexion and a big nose.Although his face was no less than sixty years old, his face was still glowing red. His full head of black hair and black beard on his chin made the old man look quite energetic.

Everyone looked at the old man wearing a mage hat standing in the front from time to time, but they didn't speak first.After a long silence, the old man coughed lightly, and changed the staff in his hand from his right hand to his left. A hoarse and slightly magnetic voice resounded faintly in the closed room.

"My lord, what is your decision?"

The old man behind the desk recovered from his trance and raised his head slightly. The wrinkles on his face were like the bark of an old tree that had been blown by wind and sand for many years, without any moisture or vitality.

"It has been more than 30 years since I took over the position of lord from my father." The old man's voice was low and weak, but what he heard meant that this was the real lord of Star Twilight City, Old Charlie.

Old Charlie's eyeballs had been clouded for a long time, but when the few people standing in the middle of the room saw this aging gaze, they all lowered their eyes slightly to show respect—except for the old man wearing a mage's hat, A strong man like him doesn't even need to bow down to the king of mortals.

"Time is like flowing water, and the life of a mortal can be fully explained with only one word," the old mage stood upright, looking directly at the lord who was sitting on the comfortable sofa chair.said clearly. "That's vulnerability."

Old Charlie suddenly felt that the gorgeous clothes on his body were a bit heavy, and the emerald ring on his finger was a bit tight.This old man, who is about to enter the final stage of his life, never thought that when he finally had what he had been chasing all these years, he would feel so terrified in his heart.

"Master Nazer. I agree with you." Old Charlie seemed very tired.Slowly closing his eyes, he let out a long breath, "I will spare no effort to support your magic experiment. I hope that your promise to me will not come too late."

The old mage known as Master Naze smiled slightly, obviously got the answer he wanted, and there was a hint of respect in his tone, "I assure you in the name of the trembling one, there will definitely be someone who will make you feel uncomfortable in this matter." Satisfactory ending."

***

"Charlie didn't know where to find a Nazer, the archmage of the trembling one. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that Nazer came to him. No one knows what agreement was reached between the two, but since then, the City Lord's Mansion There are some weird things going on.”

The fat man lying on the bed regained his composure at this time, and whispered to Fang Yi the inside story of what he knew, his calm expression did not seem to be facing a murderous assassin at all.Fang Yi quietly listened to the other party's narration word by word, without interjecting.

"In the beginning, there were just some bad smells and strange calls, and then some small demons appeared. I heard them call those disgusting things... Quassey demons," the fat man glanced at Fang Yi, Seeing that the other party's expression didn't change at all, he lowered his eyelids again, "Before the massacre in the slums, didn't you hear that people often disappeared in the city recently?"

Fang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then his cold eyes fell on the fat man sitting on the bed, "What do you know?"

"Hehe, if you came here to assassinate Charlie, you must have some understanding of recent events." Seeing Fang Yi squinting at him, the fat man suddenly thought that he was now someone else's meat, so he accepted the idea of ​​whetting the other party's appetite, He said embarrassingly, "I don't know anything else, but the dead bodies in the slums were all taken away by old Charlie's men."

Speaking of this, the fat man seemed to recall some particularly terrifying picture, the expression on his face was slightly distorted, and his eyes became a little wandering, which was clearly seen by Fang Yi, who has dark vision.

In fact, when the fat man said that someone was missing, Fang Yi thought of the demon in the city lord's mansion.Reminiscent of the news he heard from Gelbo, Fang Yi faintly felt that the inside story of the tragedy in the slum area might not be just one layer.

"That's all I know about the City Lord's Mansion," the fat man said, looking at the mysterious man sitting in front of him like a stone sculpture, and asked tentatively, "Then now..."

"Tell me about you, why is it someone else who sleeps here? Why didn't old Charlie find someone who looked like him here, but chose you?" Fang Yi interrupted the other party, grinning, his white teeth in the dark It is very obvious in the room.

Seeing the other party's eyes rolling wildly, it was obvious that they were planning something.Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, pulled out the dagger while waving his left hand, and started to play with it in his hand, "Don't make up your mind, Mr. Fat, you don't want to see my patience disappear."

The fat man stared wide-eyed at the mysterious person on the opposite side, but in vain he found that he could only see a black shadow, while his every move seemed to be under the surveillance of the other party, and he felt even more frightened.

"My name is Mawson, Mawson, Martha,"

Hearing the fat man's answer, Fang Yi showed a surprised expression for the first time, and nodded towards him, "Continue."

The fat man who called himself Mosen seemed to recall something particularly tangled, and the expression on his face gradually changed from uneasiness to resentment, "My uncle was a benevolent lord before he was alive. Heir!"

Speaking of the past, Mo Sen was obviously agitated, and his voice became louder and louder. Fang Yi had to raise his dagger and patted the fat face of the other party, signaling Mo Sen to pay attention to his situation.

Being slapped by the cold blade, Mo Sen immediately calmed down. It's not good to feel controlled by others, but Mo Sen was concerned about Fang Yi's sharp gaze, so he could only cast his malicious eyes on the goose feather quilt on his lap, "This spell It was master Nazer who cast the spell himself. Charlie's blood relatives are needed as the recipients, and the killers who follow him will be fooled."

"Speak clearly," Fang Yi caught some clue in his mind, but couldn't remember it for a while, so he immediately asked in a low voice.

"So you are not in the same wave as those druids." Mo Sen turned his head and looked out the window, as if he was looking at the guards patrolling the city lord's mansion. "Those druids from the forest don't know where to get them." After hearing the news, they bravely rushed into the city lord's mansion to kill old Charlie. But their stealth skills are not half as good as yours, and most of them were found outside and executed on the spot."

"However, the recent batches of druids are obviously more professional, and many of them have touched the vicinity of the mansion. Archmage Nazer quickly found out the reason, and gave Charlie an idea," said Mo Sen coldly With a voice full of resentment,

"I don't know what Nazer did to me, but after several of my cousins ​​were engraved with the same engravings, they managed to attract five druids of high status to come to assassinate them. Successfully 'die together' with them... Huh, cousin... I am also old Charlie's cousin~"

After listening to Mo Sen's low-pitched description, and thinking of the druids he saw in the interrogation room, Fang Yi has already guessed a small part of the whole plot—it turns out that the reason why the city lord's mansion is so heavily guarded is because Someone wants his life, but what do these demons have to do with druids?

The druids on the continent of Faerun are not those paladins of Tyr who have a sense of justice. They shouldn't be chasing demons all over the world, right?

"Well, I'm very satisfied with your news, so tell me now, where is old Charlie?" Fang Yi connected all the things before and after, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Mo Sen.

Mo Sen talked for a long time, but the thief in front of him was not moved at all, and sneered in his heart. Since you are looking for death, I have no obligation to stop you, as long as you don't implicate me.

***

Old Charlie was leaning on a cane in his right hand, standing on the large balcony and observing his own city lord's mansion.The semi-circular wall was planned by his father, the old Count Marsha himself.It fits well with the terrain of the cliff, saves materials, and most importantly, is easy to defend.

Most of the people in Star Twilight City, no, it should be said that everyone, especially those subjects who lived under the rule of the old Earl Martha, commented on this ruler: kindness.Leading the people to open up land, expand the territory of Xingmu City, connect maritime trade, and develop Xingmu City into a large trading city not inferior to Ximen Port, it can be said to benefit one side.

snort!Blessing one side...

The cool night breeze made old Charlie's weak body a little uncomfortable, but he still insisted on standing on the balcony, squinting at the northwest direction of the City Lord's Mansion, where there was a dark forest.But old Charlie knew that there was the tomb of his benevolent castellan father—wasn't he dead in the end?

Suddenly, in old Charlie's field of vision, an orange-red light spot appeared in what should have been a forest, and then the light flew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the burning flame on the surface of the light spot could be recognized in a blink of an eye!

"Protect the city lord!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded in the quiet mansion, followed by Naze's shining white figure, he jumped out of the room, slowly rose into the air, and met the distant meteor galloping towards him fireball. (to be continued..)