Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 161 Bion Wonderblad

Havanak led a group of people through the city wall to the gate of the castle. He quickly directed the other soldiers accompanying him to disperse and go to guard and stand guard around the castle hall. Two soldiers carried the unconscious man to the waiting room first. The resident doctor there could check the man's injuries, and Havanak himself turned to the crowd at this moment, and then spoke.

"Come on, come in with me, but remember not to talk nonsense. The people who can appear in here are all high-ranking figures. I hope you can understand a little etiquette in such a serious scene. Of course, This does not include you, Mrs. Satyr."

"Oh~ Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Commander Havanak."

"Ha, actually I should say sorry. I'm sorry for making you come here without stopping just after you escaped danger. You didn't even have time to put on a decent outfit. For a distinguished member of the Hu Nei family, this is It really shouldn’t be the case at all.”

"But please believe me, madam, even if you are not dressed up, your manners are much higher than those boys who don't know etiquette. I believe this will never damage the reputation of the Hu Nei family."

When Nohill heard this, he naturally knew who he was alluding to, but he was not angry. This was just a small verbal retaliation for Nohill's previous disrespectful behavior. Of course, there was no need to be angry just because of this.

And what Havanak said is actually right. How could he behave like he just came off the battlefield? The blood of those little devils on his clothes has flowed all the way and has not been completely drained...

correct! This blood is still useful, you have to collect it quickly, otherwise you won't be able to open the box for a while.

Nohir immediately took off the medicine bag on his body and took out the empty bottle that previously contained high-level healing potion, preparing to collect the blood of these little devils. At this moment, Mrs. Satir suddenly replied.

"Thank you for your compliments, Commander Havanak, but I don't think you should underestimate our heroes. After all, only some reserve and grace can make people more radiant, and I believe this is very important for our heroes. It’s easy to do.”

The two turned their attention to Nohir and his party. Scar was wiping the blood on his armor with the blouse behind him. There wasn't much blood on his armor, but he wiped it clean quickly. Now he looks dignified. .

But Nohir was different. After they turned their heads, they saw him suddenly lift up his clothes, fold them with both hands and twist them vigorously. The bright red blood dripped directly to the ground like a stream, and then he inexplicably Pick up an empty bottle and use it to catch the blood dripping from your clothes.

And Nohir, who noticed the two men's gaze, also raised his head to meet their eyes at this time. There was still blood on his handsome face, although Nohir's behavior was rather vulgar and rude at this time, and he even said It was inexplicable, but under the light, his fit body and handsome face actually made him show an extraordinary charm.

"...I'm sorry, but I collected this blood for a reason..."

"...Get dressed quickly, you brat! Don't you know there's a lady beside you?!"

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Havanak led Nohir and his party to the highest point of the castle without saying a word.

Outside the door of the conference hall, Havanak turned to look at Nohir and his party again.

"I don't ask you to be very graceful, after all, what follows is not a social dance, but in this solemn meeting, I hope that you can at least abide by the basic etiquette, especially you, Nohir Temariti , you'd better not cause me the same trouble as before!"

"Please rest assured, Mr. Sheriff, I have fully realized my mistake and will never take off my clothes casually in front of ladies again." Nohill sincerely apologized to Havanak, which made Mrs. Satyr cover her mouth. Smiling lightly, the funny interaction between the two dissipated the tension between Salin and Kargil. Salin even couldn't help laughing, which made Havanak helplessly shake his head, and then said to them .

"You are all valuable witnesses. As the Supreme Sheriff of the Monitor Corps, I assure you that we will do our best to ensure your personal safety, so in the following meetings, you can speak freely."

"But at the same time, you also lack the experience to deal with the next scene, so my suggestion is to let Mrs. Satir speak for you. Unless other big shots intentionally ask you, you'd better say nothing before then. Don’t say much.”

"Lord Sheriff, I think this restriction should not include the two of us, after all..."

"Of course not including you two, you two are the culprits of this incident! Even I don't know the exact story of what happened, and I'm counting on you to explain it to me!"

"But don't blame me for not reminding you, brat, before you go in yet, memorize what you are going to say next in your mind. Otherwise, if you make a fool of yourself in a hurry, don't blame me for laughing at you."

Havanak, who successfully interrupted Nohill's words, was in a good mood. After saying this, he opened the door behind him and walked in without waiting for Nohill's reply.

This is a very wide open-air hall. The entire structure is square. The hall itself is very wide. The floor is paved with marble. It looks very gorgeous under the illumination of blue and white magic lights and eternal bright flames.

Although the hall is in the shape of a quadrilateral, you can find that only the front and left and right sides of the entire hall are covered with tables and chairs, and there are only about 20 seats on one side at most, which is already considered sparse, making the entire hall look a bit empty. .

But in fact, these seats are for nobles or guild leaders who are qualified to participate in the Zonggui Council, but obviously they are not qualified to participate in tonight's meeting.

There is also a marble square table in the center of the hall. This position means the highest power level in Baldur's Gate. There are only four positions on the table. Originally, the only people qualified to sit on that position were the four Dukes of Baldur's Gate, but now …

"As the initiator, you came a little late, Havanak."

There were currently only two figures on the high table, and one of them, a well-proportioned human male, suddenly spoke to Havanak.

This man wore the iconic armor and blouse of the Flame Fist Legion, and had long hair that was half shawl. His face was handsome, but his words revealed a deep sense of fatigue.

"Sorry, I had to explain something to these witnesses on the way here, so I came a little late."

After Havanak said this, he looked around at the two people at the table, and then asked.

"Bion, haven't Duke Portal and Advisor Florrick arrived yet?"

(End of this chapter)