Broad World

The Eratan mansion is located in the northern part of the administrative area. It was built by the Ronoel family only twenty years ago. It is said that at least 150,000 gold coins were spent on materials at that time. The whole building adopts the most popular curved spire in Karinshan, milky white marble columns and various precious flowers and plants can be seen everywhere. As its name implies, it exudes elegance.

But today, here is a bleak scene, and it also exudes a faint smell of blood. A few hours ago, an elite army directly under the People's Council rushed in and killed everyone without asking why. Several family members and more than forty servants were slaughtered within ten minutes.

Many passers-by who witnessed this scene were too scared to speak. You must know that the council has always adhered to the principle of negotiating things, and this is the first time such an intense and bloody action has taken place in recent decades. Many interested people began to inquire in private, and soon they got some other shocking news. For example, the shops of the Ronald family and the ships docked at the port were all seized, and many nobles who were close to them were arrested. Combined with the recently rumored private fight incident, it is easy to guess what happened.

The Ronoll family, which claimed to have five hundred professional fighters, was defeated, and it was a very miserable defeat. The council was clearly trying to curry favor with this rising upstart, so there were eyeliners everywhere around the house, hoping to know who would inherit the title and land of the Deanis family.

Suddenly, several figures appeared at the end of the street. A few guys with particularly good eyesight recognized Henry who was walking in the front at a glance. After all, he had appeared in public in the morning. These people now finally know why Nalia dared to publicly provoke the mighty Ronoel family, and why the council directly intervened in the private grievances between the two nobles, all because of this unfathomable legendary master.

Ortagus keenly sensed the eyes hidden in the corner, and immediately asked in a low voice: "Master, it seems that many people are spying on us, do you want to kill them all?"

"Don't worry about it, these are spies sent by nobles and businessmen, and they will naturally leave after they recognize me." Henry wrapped the cloak tightly around the Queen of Poison Tongue in his arms. In order to prevent the dark elves' unique black skin from being exposed. Viconia curled up knowingly, pretending to be a weak and shy human woman.

At the gate of the courtyard, stood two guards wearing stainless steel breastplates, pointed helmets, and a red feather on them. According to Amn's army system, ordinary soldiers wear green feathers on their heads, while red feathers are only worn by officers. As soon as I saw someone approaching. One of them immediately stood up and yelled: "Stop whoever comes, this place does not belong to the Ronaldo family anymore."

"I am the new owner of this house, and here is the certificate issued by the council." After speaking, Henry handed over the title deed and house deed directly. After a busy day, he is a little tired now, and he wants to take a bath, eat something, and then have a good sleep.

The officer took the two pieces of parchment with a look of surprise. After checking it carefully and confirming that it was not forged, I returned it with both hands.

"I'm very sorry for wasting your time. But this is our duty, please don't take offense."

Henry smiled kindly. "It's nothing, I can understand. But I want to ask, there won't be any corpses and blood that haven't been cleaned up here?"

"Uh...don't worry. The corpse and blood have been cleaned up, but the smell will still be there. In addition, there is not even a housekeeper or servant here, so it may be a bit inconvenient to live in. Personally, I suggest that you better hire a few mercenaries first. You must know that the night is not very peaceful."

Hearing the officer's cryptic reminder, Henry immediately understood that the days of the shadow thief must be quite sad recently. He nodded slightly, and at the same time put a small bag of gold coins in the opponent's hand. "Thank you for your reminder. Take this money as a reward for your dedication."

"In this case, we are ashamed. If there is no other order, we will leave first." The two officers saluted before turning around and walking towards the barracks. The discipline of Amn's army is not as good as Baldur's Gate, and private bribery is almost the default unspoken rule.

As soon as you walk in the gate, the first thing you see is a large area of ​​neatly trimmed flowers and trees, and a huge female fountain sculpture stands in the heart of the courtyard. Henry walked away. While secretly lamenting that the bastards of the Ronaldo family really enjoy it. If he read it correctly, this statue must have been made by a famous artist, and its value might not be much cheaper than a magical full body armor.

Viconia looked at the surrounding environment with disdain and said sarcastically: "This is the residence of human nobles? It really doesn't matter. If you are attacked, I'm afraid it won't even have a protective effect."

"This is a city on the surface. There are not as many dangers and plots as in the Underdark. Therefore, the residences of nobles and merchants pay more attention to comfort and beauty, and rarely consider defense issues." Henry explained with a smile. He has also been to the city of the dark elves, and once participated in a family war.

It can be said that the drow elves have fully implemented the word practical into their bones, and it is rare to see finely crafted patterns on armor or weapons. Needless to say the residence, the gates of the upper-class nobles' homes are all pure gold, and there are as many traps near the courtyard wall as a cow's hair. The patterns engraved on the gate are not decorations, and the slaves who were blown to pieces have the most say.

"Hmph, what a bunch of idiots, otherwise they wouldn't have been killed, right?" Viconia stood up while talking. As a drow, she would never let anyone see her weak side unless she had to.

"Stupid? Maybe." There was a hint of helplessness on Henry's face. In this world even the gods can be stupid, let alone these mortals. Merchants and nobles just want to enjoy more in their lifetime, and then die and go to the Kingdom of God to be honest petitioners. Not every race can live only for power like the dark elves.

After simply inspecting the whole house, Henry found that except for no one, even all kinds of ingredients in the kitchen were the same. It seems that without twenty or so servants here, it can't function at all, but it's getting late now, and everything will have to wait until tomorrow. As the only person in the team who can cook, he had to cook by himself. Half an hour later, several generous dishes were brought to the table.

Henry stewed nearly all the visible meat in the kitchen to feed the two dragons. Also boiled several pots of mashed potatoes. It was also very unrestrained when placed. A large pot with a diameter of one meter was placed directly on the table. The black bottom of the pot scalded a big hole in the silk tablecloth that looked very expensive.

Viconia, who had been hungry for several days, devoured it voraciously, finishing two plates of stew and one serving of mashed potatoes in a short while. As for the two humanoid dragons, they have no image at all, and the only one who eats decently is Amelia. Perhaps because of her good education, she has always cut meat with a knife without haste, and never made any noise when drinking soup.

Looking at a messy dining table. Henry couldn't help sighing. After wiping his mouth with a napkin, he stood up and walked towards the second floor. Just as he stepped up the stairs, Amelia hurriedly stood up and asked in a low voice: "Master, when do you plan to take over the mage tower of the Ronoel family?"

"I'm a little tired today, let's talk about it tomorrow. Oh, by the way, remember to hire some servants tomorrow morning, otherwise this place will turn into a garbage dump in a few days."

Amelia glanced back subconsciously, and saw that the contents of the several cauldrons had been eaten up by the two giant dragons, and bones and plates were thrown everywhere. The restaurant, which had been elegant and chic an hour ago, has become more or less like a slum bistro, with expensive handmade carpets covered with splattered soup.

She nodded heartily. "Don't worry, I'll get this done tomorrow morning."

"Get this done. As a reward. I will hand over the Mage Tower to you to manage." Henry stroked Amelia's short black hair and walked straight up to the second floor.

The girl was stunned by the sudden good news and couldn't believe it was true. You must know that every mage is eager to have his own tower, but the high cost can make more than 10% of them quit. Even the simplest mage tower will not be less than 400,000 gold coins to manufacture, and it requires knowledge in many aspects. Most mages can only work in other people's mage towers for a lifetime, in exchange for a certain energy ration to conduct experiments and make magic items.

Amelia, who grew up in the Masked Mage Guild, deeply understands a truth, that is, if you want to get something, you must pay, otherwise even if you get it, you will lose it. She could feel the closeness and love from the heart in Henry's eyes. So he gritted his teeth and followed suit.

Viconia saw all this in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth curved slightly. She is now more and more curious about this team, especially Henry, who is the team leader, can obviously feel that there are a lot of secrets hidden. Just look at the two guys lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. Ordinary people can't make the dragon so obedient.

Through careful observation along the way, Viconia had already discovered the true identities of Ortagus and Oroxes. After all, even if there are no brown dragons in the Underdark, there are still a few black dragons. She felt that Henry must have acquired some kind of artifact or invented a special spell to control the dragon. If you can get it, it is not impossible to return to the Underdark to set off a storm of revenge.

The eyes of this dark elf female priest shone with longing light, and she shouted loudly in her heart: "I swear, to obtain this power. No matter how much you pay, I will pay it." But she didn't notice that a pair of flashing purple eye outlines and black pupils suddenly appeared on her forehead, and disappeared after only a few seconds.

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In addition, Heipao will go out to celebrate his birthday at night, so it will be relatively late, so tomorrow morning's chapter may be delayed a little bit, please forgive me.