Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 69: Turn on the rage and then chop
  After Nohir calmed them down, he stood up and walked towards the cellar door. He hung the two axes on his belt, leaned down and grabbed the remaining leg of the shapeshifter, and dragged him towards the exit, raising his head. Looking upward, it seems that those flame fists have not discovered this cellar yet.

Nohir spread his wings and flapped lightly, and he flew out of the cellar nimbly. This scene happened to be seen by the three flame fists who were only separated by a door. They immediately nervously set up their halberds and pointed their guns. He aimed his mouth at Nohir, as if he was about to attack at the next moment.

"Wait a minute, listen to my explanation. I am a Tiefling, not a devil, nor a Cambion. The one I am holding is a shapeshifter. The dead bodies outside are all assassins of the God of Murder. They Most likely involved assassinations during this time in Baldur's Gate."

"So put down the weapons in your hands, Flame Fist soldiers, I am not your enemy."

I don't know if it was because of the blood on Nohir's body or because of his handsome appearance. Those flame fists were not so aggressive as to attack, but they did not put down their weapons and still stared at him nervously.

"The blood on your body and the wings on your back are not as convincing as your words."

A big man who looked about 40 to 50 years old said mockingly to Nohill.

He has gray-white beards all over his face, and the wrinkles on his face are full of traces of time. He is very tall and broad, wearing an iron helmet, a huge shield on his back, and a shining mace hanging on his waist. He is also blind in one eye and wears a black eyepatch.

He originally squatted next to the body of an assassin to check his injuries, until he saw Nohir coming out, he stood up and slowly walked towards him.

The soldiers surrounding Nohir spontaneously made way for him. The big man walked directly in front of Nohir and looked at him condescendingly.

Nohill himself is already over 5 feet 4 inches (1.80), which can be considered tall, but this big man is a full 6 inches taller than Nohill, almost a whole head taller!
  The Flame Fist veteran stood upright in front of Nohir, his broad figure completely blocking the sun, glaring condescendingly at Nohir with his remaining left eye, and Nohir himself raised his head without fear. Stare at him.

The atmosphere seemed to be at a stalemate. The flame fist soldiers who were watching couldn't help but clenched the weapons in their hands. The veteran's expression became more solemn. Even Nohill himself dropped the shapeshifter in his hand and secretly clenched his fists. , thinking about the possibility of knocking them all unconscious on the ground. After all, if these guys in front of them sincerely make things difficult for themselves, then no matter what they say, it will be useless.

However, just when everyone seemed to be ready to start messing around at the slightest sign of trouble, the veteran suddenly grabbed the halberd of the soldier next to him and pushed it down.

This was undoubtedly a signal of peace. All the other soldiers who had gathered around silently put down their weapons and were no longer so tense. This veteran had a high prestige in their hearts, and these soldiers believed in his judgment.

? Just when Nohill was wondering why these guys suddenly changed their attitude, the veteran spoke.

"Are you from the Green Garden?"

The veteran stared at Nohir's chest with his remaining left eye, and Nohir only belatedly grabbed the Holy Emblem on his chest. He had forgotten to stuff it back into his clothes when he was down there.

"Yes, that's right. I grew up in the green woodlands around the Sharptooth Forest. The druids there adopted me. I officially joined the Green Garden a year ago."

The veteran nodded suddenly, and then suddenly laughed boldly twice, patting Nohir's shoulder with his right hand and said to him.

"Haha! It seems I misunderstood! Sorry little brother, the scene in this store is really a bit too scary. A monster and three people died, which made me nervous!"

"Hahaha!"

He slapped Nohir on the arm while making haha, trying to judge whether Nohir was transformed by a shape-shifter through this contact.

This veteran who has served for more than 40 years has rich combat experience. He has been in Baldur's Gate for almost his entire life and has also dealt with creatures like shapeshifters, so he knows how to crack the disguise of shapeshifters.

The deformation of this creature looks perfect on the outside, but in fact it only takes physical touch to roughly feel the difference between it and ordinary people.

"Have you taken enough pictures? Uncle."

"Ahem, that's enough." He could now basically tell that Nohir was not a shapeshifter, so he stopped what he was doing. After coughing twice in embarrassment, he quickly adjusted his mentality and rubbed it with his left hand. He rubbed his face and put on a serious expression.

"Okay, citizen, I don't care what organization you belong to, but as the Flame Fist that protects the city, I now have the right to ask you to report the detailed situation here for me."

"..."

Nohill was a little speechless, but he didn't mean to be uncooperative. He still told in detail everything that happened since he entered the store.

The veteran immediately took out a notebook from his waist, pulled out the pen clamped in the pages, nodded while recording, and occasionally interjected to express his doubts.

"Wait a minute, you said that you accidentally encountered the scene where these assassins were committing crimes, so you attacked them. But as far as I know, the disguise of the shapeshifters is not that easy to see through. How did you find out that something was wrong?"

"...I knew the owner of this store before and knew some of his habits. I didn't see his two bodyguards when I came here. After I discovered something was wrong from these details, I tested him with language again. Found out he was a shapeshifter in disguise.”

Such a cautious boy. Many Flame Fist veterans who have served for more than ten years do not have this vigilance.

"...Well, I understand, but I have another question. How did you kill these assassins and monsters and capture one of them alive? It's not like something that one person can do. If you still have Companion, you can also say it together."

"Don't worry, what you and your companions did is undoubtedly a truly righteous act. If the Grand Duke hadn't disappeared now, I'm sure he would have received you personally, so there is no need to worry."

The veteran looked at Nohir with great admiration. After confirming in his own way that Nohir's true identity was not an enemy, he had completely abandoned the world's prejudices against tieflings. You, a young warrior, can only agree from the bottom of your heart.

"...I do have a companion, but he is not here now. He is still looking for a place to live in Livington, so I did this alone."

???

Not only did the veteran show a puzzled expression, but even the dozens of other Flame Fists next to him also showed "Are you kidding me" expressions? Although they didn't question him, their distrust was already written on their faces.

"If you don't believe it, you can search at will. Except for the few victims under the cellar, if you can find my other companions in this store, I will not take the credit this time and give them all to you."

Nohill said arrogantly, but people have to be arrogant when facing this kind of thing. People in this world respect the strong, and blind humility cannot buy respect.

These arrogant words made the veteran frown. Eight members of the 20-man patrol he led had already gone down to the cellar and pulled out the bodies of the paralyzed victims and shapeshifters. , the veteran looked at the team members who had just climbed out of the cellar, and asked with his eyes if there was anyone else below.

The flame fist shook his head.

This really surprised the veteran even more. He held onto his helmet in confusion and killed a team of assassins from the God of Murder alone. Even he was not sure of doing this.

"This is true, how did you do it?"

Nohill moved his arm that was a little too strong and said calmly to the veteran.

"Turn on the rage and then slash."

(End of this chapter)