Arcane Journey

Chapter 113 The situation in Mokou Town

Just as Brian was secretly planning his next move in his mind, the half-elf bard who sat on the chair interrupted his contemplation.

"Hello, my wizard friend, let me introduce myself. My name is Erend Windfall, a poet from the city of Suzal." He came back to his senses and saw the bard put down the wine in his hand and smiled looking at himself.

Erend Windfall?
Bryan quickly recalled many famous bards in Suzal City in his mind, and found that there was no such person. He immediately replied: "My name is Bryan, and I am also from Suzal City."

"Your name is Brian?" The half-elven poet who called himself Ellend's expression changed when he heard the words, and the wine he was holding almost shook out of being too excited.

The rogue Tuka and the warrior Lando at the side were also surprised when they saw the poet's appearance.

Seeing this change after the other party heard his name, Brian couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He could clearly feel that the half-elf poet seemed to have heard his name.

But his expression didn't look like he had met an acquaintance. This feeling was more like finding a long-awaited stranger.

For a while, he was a little confused.

After all, this is the first time he has returned to the surface. Except for the golden elves Severil and Hesaiah he met in the dark area, it seems that he has not been in contact with any surface people.

"Yes, my name is Brian." He glanced at the poet calmly and nodded slightly.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." The bard looked at everyone and explained with a smile:

"Actually, I also have a friend named Brian. It has been 15 years since we parted from Suzal. Thanks to the blessing of Goddess of Luck, I realized how much I miss this friend. .So, when I suddenly heard the same name and city, I didn't react for a while."

"I found out after a closer look."

The poet took a sip of his wine and quipped, "You can't be my long-lost friend, because you're much handsomer than him."

"Cut!" Lando glanced at Bryan, curled his lips, and the wanderer beside him gave him a wink, lest he say the next sentence.

Brian looked at the poet who talked and laughed freely, showing an expression of whether I believe it or not, and said calmly, "Windfall? I seem to remember that there is such a surname in Suzal City, but if my memory is correct If so, this family is all breadmakers.”

"Maybe I'm the first in my family to pull my hand out of the sourdough."

The poet responded with a smile, "But let the past go, my past is best thrown into the oven, I don't want the dough to ruin my hands. I not only want to live and practice, but also to show my in this world Poet talent."

"Really shameless."

Lando, a warrior at the side, ignored the wanderer's eyes, and suddenly answered, "The people of the Windfall family earned their surnames through honest labor, and did you have even a little flour on your hands?"

"Of course not. After all, I found a more suitable path."

Elend couldn't help looking at his hands, and recalled: "However, after you reminded me, I suddenly miss the orc tavern next to the family bakery. Do you remember the taste of 'orc' bacon?"

"Is this bacon made from orc meat?" Tuka the wanderer asked curiously.

"No, it's not made by orcs, it's made by orcs." Bryan replied, "A half-orc named Haug was the first to discover this spicy recipe for marinating strips of pork. You You can smell it almost a hundred feet away."

He knew that the poet was testing him, and he was prepared for it.

Because he never weaves a lie that cannot stand scrutiny.

"That's right." Elend's bright silver eyes flashed, and he continued:
"Orcs sometimes call it 'gruumsh pork,' seasoned with black pepper and garlic. And halflings might pour some maple syrup to smooth the edges. Neither is optimal, in my opinion."

"That's because the half-orc Hauge has long forgotten his original intention. He replaced the boar pork from the Doomsday Dome of Searle with the domestic pigs raised in Daotan Town. Naturally, he couldn't taste the original taste." Brian glanced at the poet, Speak in a suggestive tone.

At this moment, he has confirmed that there is no problem with the poet's origin, but his instinct tells him that the other party has a big problem.

Is it the Harper's man?

Brian had a faint feeling that his guess should be right.

After all, Mokou Town is controlled by the Sanlin Tower Society. Their deadly enemy, the Harpist scout with a sense of justice, will definitely not be able to bear the loneliness and want to get involved.

If this is the case, it will save him a lot of trouble in finding them.

The harpist, the interventionist of the mainland, a group of delirious idealists, if they participated in the battle to overthrow the rule of Mokou Town, it must be very lively.

"Yes, this taste is the same as the current Mokou Town, and the original taste has long been lost." The poet said with emotion.

Hearing this, Brian's expression changed, he changed the topic, and asked curiously: "Mr. Fengpu, from what you just said, I can feel that you seem to know Miss Natasha from the City of Shadows very well."

In fact, he knew better than the other party. The reason why he asked this question was just to test him and see if he was the Harper scout.

Tuka and Lando also pricked up their ears, pretending to listen carefully.

Apparently, they were also very interested in this bride.

"As a poet, it is my duty to collect knowledge everywhere." Elend put down the half glass of wine in his hand and said:
"Whether it's because of curiosity, or because this lady is about to hold a wedding in Mokou Town, we will face her soon, and it doesn't hurt to talk about it. But, please believe me, the more you listen, the more you see , the more afraid you are."

"She can't eat people, can she?"

The wanderer Tuka said curiously: "I heard that this lady from the City of Shadows has been transformed into a ghost. Is it cold and wet underneath the ghost, like ice?"

Hearing Tuka's inquiry, Brian suddenly recalled some interesting things.

There are really some players who have tried it out of curiosity.

It is said that after trying it, it directly left a shadow in my heart, and even affected the real world, so I didn't raise my head for more than half a year.

"No, this beautiful lady is not a ghost. As for whether it is cold and wet, I suggest you try it yourself." Ellende said solemnly, looked around, deliberately lowered his voice, and said to everyone :
"But I heard that this bride likes to feed her pet Fulong beast with living people, and bathe with the hot blood of a virgin to keep her skin smooth and tender, and her desire is particularly strong."

The poet deliberately paused, and then whispered vividly, "She has been with the Bede barbarians for too long, and she is also used to being ridden by stallions, thinking that men are not strong enough.

Not only does she kill without batting an eye, but she is also a lunatic. She likes to perform blood sacrifices. Lying is as natural as breathing. Turning faces is faster than turning pages. She tore up treaties and tortured envoys. She is a lunatic just like her father. After all, it is determined by blood. "

Although the poet in front of him, like an ordinary bard, likes to spread all kinds of gossip in a miraculous manner, in Brian's opinion, at least a few things he said are very correct.

Bathing with hot blood is not to keep the skin smooth and tender, but because of the sequelae of the other party's practice of shadow spells.

Brian also agrees with tearing up treaties and torturing envoys.

In the game world, he was fortunate enough to hear about the history of Mokou Town.

Among the most famous incidents, apart from the red dragon attack in the Year of Flame and Despair ten years ago, which caused the town to fall from the Kingdom of Cormyr, there was also a terrifying bloody wedding.

No, it should be called the Shadow Wedding.

There is no doubt that the protagonist of the wedding is Miss Natasha from the City of Shadows.

The other party is not only a shadow mentor whose strength has reached the fourth level, but her father is also one of the twelve ghost princes.

Originally, Mokou Town was jointly managed by the Sanlin Tower Society and the richest man in the town, a businessman from Cormyr, Graal.

But with the intervention of the City of Shadows, Natasha and Graal's son were married in the name of marriage.

As a result, on the night of the wedding, the bride Natasha tore up the treaty and set up a shadow circle in the manor of the merchant Graal. All the guards and mercenaries in the manor were transformed into undead creatures overnight.

From then on, Mokou Town became the territory of Sanlin Tower Society and Shadow City.

In the end, there was another chaos of the dragon, and the two forces seemed to make some concessions, so that the forces of the Dragon Worshiping Sect also joined Mokou Town.

Brian didn't quite know whether the poet was revealing this information to him on purpose or not.

However, when he saw the gradually ugly expressions of the rogue Tuka and the warrior Lando, he suddenly realized that these two guys probably had ulterior motives for inviting him to the wedding.

"It seems that you really know this bride from the City of Shadows very well." Brian glanced at the poet, thought about it, and said, "Then I'm curious, do you know much about Lord Angus of the Sanlin Tower Society?" how much?"

After asking this sentence, he casually glanced at the rogue and the warrior, and saw that these two guys seemed to be out of interest.

The soldier named Lando was even immersed in the description about Natasha, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Are you referring to Lord Angus, the Heron Knight?" The bard put down his wine glass and smiled slightly. His eyes, like melting silver, met Brian's eyes.

"Of course, I've heard that heron is the most royal animal." Brian said with a sip of his wine.

Angus the Heron Knight belongs to the Sanlinta Order and is also Bane's Blackguard.

He has a hundred powerful heron cavalry under his command. They wear black armor and steel helmets with a heron feather swaying in the wind.

Many of these horsemen served as priests and blackguards of Bane.

In addition to the hundred cavalry, the lord of Mokou Town also hired about 1000 mercenaries, mainly the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group.

Bryan guessed that the fundamental reason why the businessman Graal married the City of Shadows was the pressure from the Sanlinta Society, which pushed him to this point.

Therefore, he was very curious about what role the Sanlin Tower members played in the shadow wedding.

"Standing on one leg and eating frogs is called Wang Jiafeng?" The wanderer curled his lips in disdain.

"That's right, I think so too, the heron is too timid." The half-elf poet Ellend said disdainfully:

"Once, I went hunting with my friends, and found a group of herons feasting on tadpoles and small fish in the shallows. The dragons ran for their lives in panic, and I even asked my friend to shoot one, which tasted like a duck, but the fat was too little to taste."

"What about Graal, the richest businessman?" Bryan continued to ask.

If the other party was really a harper scout, the meaning of his words would be obvious.

At this moment, Brian had almost confirmed the identity of the other party.

The only thing that puzzled me was why the poet told him these things.

From the time he knew his name, why did he show that expression, and his attitude obviously changed from indifference to enthusiasm.

Could it be that the person she asked the Harpist scouts to find herself?
Brian finally realized the problem. If he thinks he has time, he must find an opportunity to have a good talk with the poet.

"In fact, Graal is the most famous town in Mokou Town." The poet inadvertently glanced at the warrior Lando, and said with a smile:
"This is a super fat man who likes to wear a black coat and white lining, so he is called: 'Fat Catfish'. It is said that he is so fat that he can't stand up without help, and he can't even control his excretion, so he always has urine on his body No matter how strong the perfume is, it can’t cover up the smell.”

"Fart! You smell like urine! How are you talking?"

The warrior Lando couldn't sit still anymore, he slapped his palm on the table, and the wine glasses slammed, making the drinkers around him quiet down, and they looked here involuntarily.

Originally, Brian was still thinking about the meaning of the poet's words.

Seeing the blushing and thick neck of this irritable little brother, he immediately realized that the other party deliberately said these words to anger Lando.

He thought back to the change in Lando's expression when the poet talked about Miss Natasha in the City of Shadows, and then to the Heron Knight and Fat Catfish, and the fact that the other party invited them to the wedding, and he finally figured out the reason.

If his expectations are not bad, this irascible little brother is likely to be another tragic hero in "Shadow Wedding".

Of course, he may not have realized it himself.

He secretly regretted why he didn't inquire about the name of the leading man in the wedding.

"Just kidding, kidding." Elend stretched out his hand, gesturing for him to sit down, "Young people, don't be so impulsive, you can't stand a joke too much."

"Sit down quickly, didn't you invite us to your wedding?" He said in a low voice, "Do you think so, Master Lan?"

The flushed warrior froze, and was dragged back to sit by the wanderer beside him.

"That's right, besides asking me to hire poets, my father also asked me to invite as many wizards as possible to support my wedding." Lando's expression eased, and when everyone's attention was diverted, he became angry. He hummed in a low voice.

"Your Excellency Brian, what do you think?" Tuka the rogue said cautiously.

"I'm fine." Brian nodded and said, "However, before the wedding begins, I need to meet with Mr. Graal."

(End of this chapter)