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"Black Rose Tavern?"

Lolda saw the signboard outside the tavern, curled her lips in disdain, "Who is the current shopkeeper?"

Nonis replied in seconds: "It's Mr. Carson."

"His grandfather and father both came to the winery and bowed their knees to swear allegiance to me. In his generation, why does he hang out with these unworthy black magicians?" Lolda obviously looked down on black magicians, his tone full of contempt and loathing.

Sirin admired silently in her heart, she also looked down on the black magician.

Compared with normal spellcasters, black magicians are mostly people with distorted minds. The deeper the research on black magic, the more crazy they become. Those who are known as black magic masters are basically insane For those who have no way of redemption except complete rest.

(Townsom is no exception, it’s just that the crazy ones are special)

"Mr. Carson may have been bewitched." Nonis guessed, "His wife died five years ago for some reason, and she has been depressed for a long time since then. I'm afraid it was at that time that he was bewitched by the black magician."

"Isn't it a shame to have a reason?" Even though she knew the inside story, Lolda still spoke unforgivingly.

Nonis sighed softly, and spoke according to the master's intention: "People who are not firm in their will should indeed be punished."

She can understand Lolda's thoughts. After all, in Lolda's eyes, Linghua City is the continuation of the Silver City civilization.

"Kick the door or sneak in?" Amy asked the most critical question.

Lolda stepped forward, kicked open the door of the tavern, and gave her own answer.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the thick wooden door flew upside down, knocking down a table and chairs, and the startled guests quickly jumped away.

There were two muscular thugs standing at the entrance of the tavern. They planned to step forward to check the reason, but after seeing Nonis's face clearly, they immediately stayed where they were, not daring to step forward to attack.

The locals know that this grandmother-level maid lady looks very small and cute, but she is a ruthless person who can break the neck of a gold-level professional with a smile.

In addition, he has been running Linquan Winery for many years, and his wealth is so rich that he dare not think about it, and he can't be provoked more than the local lord.

A middle-aged man with whiskers walked over quickly, with a smile on his face, "Master Nonis, what brought you here? Who are you here?"

Lolda didn't speak to this person, she suddenly rose into the air, jumped up to the second floor, aimed at a locked box, and kicked out.

With the sound of Kucha, the wooden door was bent and broken, revealing several guests with panicked faces.

These people were men and women, who seemed to be engaged in an indescribable movement, and were disturbed, covering their heads and faces to hide their shame and begging for mercy.

Lolda ignored it, and just asked coldly: "You guys, are you confessing honestly, or do you want to experience a round of punishment before speaking?"

Amy was dumbfounded by this operation, the owner of the winery is too reckless, isn't he?

But sassy enough, she appreciates it!

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ps: Happy New Year everyone~~~

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 80 Inside Out

The black magicians who were pretending to be drinkers were also stunned when they were suddenly forced to ask questions. One of them reacted quickly, rolling his eyes around, and instead of answering Lolda's question, he turned to the tavern owner's question. Carson yelled:

"Boss! Is this how your tavern treats guests? Let others kick the door to destroy and hurt the guests?!"

Lolda continued to sneer, and stared at the few people who were brought down with an expression of "You continue to act, I will calmly watch".

The owner of the tavern, Carson, approached Nonis with a grimace, and said, "Master Nonis, what are you going to do? Our tavern is also operating normally this year, and I just took a batch of drinks from you a few days ago." -"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted softly by Nonis.

The pink-haired maid only said a word, and told Carson to shut up immediately.

"That is the owner of the winery, Miss Agnesa Lolda, don't you know why she came here?"

The name of the owner of the winery is better than the emperor in Linghua City.

After all, the emperor may not be able to manage Linghua City, but the owner of Linquan Winery can determine the specific income of Linghua City next year.

This mountain city is not suitable for arable land and sowing. Most of the income in the city is basically linked to Linquan winery. It is not an exaggeration to say that the winery is the parents of the residents of Linghua City.

Carson knew he was in the wrong, stepped aside with his hands folded, and stopped talking.

The drinker saw that Carson turned off the ignition, and vaguely heard what Nonnis said, his expression suddenly changed from anger to sadness, and his face showed a dead look.

"If you accept your fate, then tell the truth, I can give you a peaceful relief." Lolda said lightly.

The drinkers didn't want to tell the truth, and after exchanging glances, they all rushed forward.

Bang bang bang!

Lolda lowered her raised leg lightly, and she quickly kicked several times in an instant, kicking all the drinkers who were fleeing in different directions back into the box, and two of them were still embedded in the wall, short Can't get it out in time.

But there was another person who took the opportunity to retreat, and his figure flickered for an instant before disappearing.

Sirin beside Amy suddenly moved, knocked open the window on the first floor of the tavern, and jumped out.

In less than five seconds, she came back with the disappearing alcoholic.

Throwing the bewildered drinker on the floor, Sirin had a disdainful sneer on her face.

"Random escape technique? Are you still playing this kind of trick after all these years?"

The escape technique of the black magician is divided into two types, one is substitute escape, and the other is random escape. The former requires spell-casting materials and is slow to activate, but can choose an escape location within a certain range; the latter activates instantly and does not need to cast spells Material, but the location is random, it is very likely to stuff yourself into the wall and not get out.

To be honest, Sirin has captured so many black mages, and her prediction of the location of the random escape technique is more accurate than that of the caster.

Seeing Sirin catching the escaped drinker back, Nonnis quietly retracted her stride forward and turned back into a harmless smiling maid.

Lolda raised her eyes to look at Sirin, but she didn't expect that she, a swordsman, would be so sensitive to magic.

Those who tried to hold Lolda back by fleeing separately were kicked unconscious by her, and the one held by Sirin became the only one who could answer at this time.

Lorda shyly walked down the stairs. Taking advantage of this time, Nonis said to the drinkers who were huddled together in the tavern and avoiding the battlefield: "Everyone, Linquan Winery is investigating a group of criminals who are endangering the business of the winery. , and please cooperate with peace of mind, don't panic, don't make a fuss, if it has nothing to do with this matter, Linquan Winery will never implicate any innocent people!"

"In addition, the winery has covered all your expenses tonight. Friends who are consciously frightened can go to the winery in charge of the counter tomorrow to receive some compensation."

Under the combination of grace and force, the guests in the tavern quickly quieted down, huddled in the corner and dared not speak.

The owner of the tavern also lowered his eyes, with a wry smile on his face.

When Sirin caught the escaped drinker back, she had already gagged his mouth to prevent him from biting the poison bag hidden in his mouth. Seeing Lolda coming downstairs, she meant to interrogate him. Then he tore off the gag and pinched the drinker's chin.

Lolda cast admiring glances at Sirin, looked down at the drinker who had been slipped away, and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't think of running away now, nor would I choose to resist. Tell me what you know Things are your only choice."

The drinker glared at Lolda, but said nothing.

"Not cooperating?"

Lolda took a step closer, and pressed her fingers like claws on the drinker's head.

Her fingers are slender but powerful, and the width of her opening is slightly different from that of ordinary people. Amy has an inexplicable desire to complain. The scene in front of her is like a female character in a martial arts novel practicing magic skills.

The alcoholic also howled in pain in cooperation, his face became grim due to the pain and torture, his eyes and nose were almost squeezed together.

Amy shrugged, well, it looks more like this now.

The howling lasted for half a minute before it stopped. Lolda moved his hand and said, "Tell me everything you know, or the pain of the 30 seconds just now will be magnified five times."

Amy didn't know what method she was using. The black magician who had a tough look just now was gasping for breath, knocking his head on the ground again and again, howling: "I say, I say! I just The cooperator of this plan, the person in charge is—"

puff!

Before the drinker could say the key information, he suddenly sprayed blood, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground and died.

"Forbidden spell?" Sirin frowned.

Using spells to tamper with the soul so that it cannot reveal key information is a common method used by black magicians, but when she arrested someone just now, she checked it out, and the alcoholic's status in the Black Magic Association should not be low , there is no such dangerous means on him.

That is, someone cast a spell on the spot?Why didn't she sense the fluctuation of black magic?

"It's poison."

Sirin was still thinking, but Nonice beside her gave an answer softly, and at the same time turned her gaze to look at Carson, the owner of the tavern, "Carson, did you do it? You found the spies of the winery, but you didn't tell These people intend to poison them before we arrive, so as to preserve their identities."

The bearded owner of the tavern squeezed out a forced smile and said, "Master Nonis, why do you still suspect me? Yes, I know that this group of people came from a wrong path, but they said they could help resurrect the dead." Wife, I agreed with them to stay in the tavern and gather here. But I only provided the venue, I don’t know how to fight qi or magic, even if I want to join their organization, they won’t accept it!”

Nonis shook her head and said, "The real Carson would never use the term 'dead wife' to refer to his beloved wife Sandra."

The bearded man's expression froze, and he sighed helplessly, "I didn't expect you to know such trivial things..."

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 81 The Challenge of Overreaching

Nonis nodded slightly and remained silent.

If she wanted to, she could remember every named and surnamed Linghua City resident in the city, and sort out their kinship.

It can even take on the important task of "paternity test answering machine".

After entering the tavern, she noticed that something was wrong with Carson, and kept paying attention to the expression of the tavern owner.

When the alcoholic died suddenly, Carson let out a slight sigh of relief. It was this movement that allowed Nonis to lock him in and decide to swindle his identity.

However, before Nonis made a serious move, Carson exposed herself.

When it comes to seizing other people's identities, Sirin immediately thought of the Soul Reaper, but Carson was too innocent, with neither magic power nor fighting spirit, so it didn't seem like a Soul Reaper's method.

In black magic, there is a vicious magic called "Soul Reaper", which can also play a similar role, but it is not as easy to get rid of the identity as a soul reaper. You need to find a suitable opportunity to escape your soul, otherwise you will be trapped and die in the In the occupied body.

Carson's identity has been exposed, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he has no chance to escape his soul.

As a black mage hunter, Sirin was confident. She took Amy's hand and stood silently in a position blocking Carson's retreat.

Lolda sneered: "In order to obtain an identity in Linghua City, you are willing to put your soul into a body without magical talent, you really worked hard."

Nonis followed and said: "Linquan Winery did not deliberately target the black magician, but what you have done has aroused the anger of my master, and all the consequences after that are your own fault."

Surrounded by people, Carson didn't panic like the previous group of people. He said calmly: "If I had a choice, I don't want to be an enemy of Linquan Winery, but who told you to occupy the treasure land and refuse to let it go?" place?"

"Treasure land? Isn't places like Ridge Flower City not always favored?" Lolda said.

"Not the city, but the one down there," Carson said.

Nonis narrowed her eyes slightly, apologized softly, then changed her fingers and snapped her fingers.

Boo.

With a loud noise, all the guests in the tavern who had nothing to do with the matter fell into a coma and collapsed to the ground.

Amy pondered for a while before realizing that the city below refers to the Silver City that has become a ruin.

The Black Magic Association and the Voice of Dissonance are plotting against Linquan Winery for the ruins of the City of Silver?

"It sounds like you are very interested in the city under our feet?"

Lolda was also obviously amused, her tone was not as oppressive as before, and she asked jokingly.

Carson remained calm: "According to the association's internal research, the ruins of the ancient city belong to a lost civilization."

"Well, that's right." Lolda said, "But Linquan Winery has operated Linghuacheng for hundreds of years, and we have already explored the ancient city, and there is nothing left. Even if I let you in now, you can't find it." A valuable antiquity of civilization."

"Things like ancient relics have not been our goal from the very beginning." Carson's tone changed slightly, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Liszt, and I am more of a black mage than the title of black magician." Hope people call me Destruction Warlock."

In God's Blessing Continent, warlocks and magicians belong to the spellcasting profession system. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, and there are certain interoperability at the level of spells. However, in terms of the number of occupations, magicians beat warlocks by too many.

Different from the "elemental spellcasting" system commonly used by magicians, the spells of warlocks pay more attention to "paid price", that is, "exchange" and "sacrifice".

They need spell-casting materials to use their own spells, but relatively speaking, warlock spells of the same level tend to have stronger destructive power than elemental magic, and are also more difficult to control.

If there is no corresponding casting material, they can also cast spells through "sacrifice", using more magic power, the caster's blood, or other living animal sacrifices to complete the spellcasting.

Destruction Warlock is a classification of the Warlock profession, and its characteristics are also very obvious. Simply put, it is to pursue stronger, more violent, and more destructive spell effects. If you can knock down the enemy with one spell, you will never use the second one.

"Your profession is quite rare." Lolda said, "But as far as I know, there are no objects related to destruction warlocks in the ruins of the ancient city."

Liszt shook his head and sighed: "Master of the winery, don't you understand? What I'm after is not a specific object, but destruction itself!"

"Interesting statement." Lolda crossed her arms, with an obviously unhappy expression on her face, but she restrained her temper and said, "You want to know how that city was destroyed, and then go after it. The power that destroyed the city?"

"It can be understood in this way." Liszt said.

"Stupid idea." Lolda commented unceremoniously, "The power that can destroy an ancient civilization is not something you, a warlock who is not even a legend, can pursue. If you look at it one more time, you may step on it." into perdition."

A question mark popped up on Amy's forehead. She is not a legend either. She has seen video records of the destruction of the City of Silver, but she has not encountered the so-called "destruction". Although there was discomfort in the middle, nothing happened after sleeping up.

"It wouldn't be so bad if it could perish just like that," Liszt said.

Amy doesn't really want to complain about such remarks, but can only say that black magicians are somewhat mentally abnormal.

Liszt couldn't hear other people's complaints, so he continued: "As for the legendary realm you mentioned, I'm only one 'inspiration' away from that state."

"We are not absolute enemies, let's discuss it, Your Excellency Lolda, you allow me to go to the ruins of that city and take a look. Regardless of whether there is any gain or not, the Black Magic Association will not continue to take action against the winery. I am also willing to provide you with a certain degree of compensation for these two incidents."