Lord of the People: a Hundredfold Increase From the Undead

The main hall of the city is spacious and bright.

On the wooden table in front of him, there was an incense burner burning with fragrance, emitting bursts of fragrance.

The blue curtains were pulled up to block the glare in the afternoon.

The head of the mountain bandit has been taken away by the guards, and Fang Hao and An Jia are here waiting for the arrival of Lord Proul.

After sitting like this, I waited for 20 minutes.

Fang Hao wasted time watching the Lord's Book, but An Jia couldn't sit still.

Muttering in his mouth, cursing that the city lord here takes himself too seriously, and will bring the bone dragon over tomorrow and give him a house.

Tatata!

With the sound of footsteps, the sound of armor rubbing from the corridor on the side became clearer.

Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a blue embroidered robe walked in with several two guards.

The man seems to be close to fifty years old, his hair is combed behind his head, his thick beard is very clean, his brows are slightly frowned, but his eyes are looking at the two young men sitting in the living room.

This is the city lord of Purul City, Cyril.

[Shigeya-Cyril (Blue Tier 5 Hero)]

As soon as Cyril entered the door, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said cordially: "So, these two young people are the heroes who killed the leader of the mountain bandit."

"Yes, Lord City Lord, these two came with their heads." The guard on the side replied.

In the twenty minutes that Fang Hao and the other two waited.

The cronies of the City Lord's Mansion went to the residence of Bushang Tavik and the tavern, and inquired about the identities of Fang Hao and An Jia.

In the mouth of Tavik and his young daughter, they knew that Fang Hao had a large army.

And the command of the army.

The little girl was blindfolded, but she could still hear a lot of information.

At the same time, Tavik also gave some guesses of his own.

For example, Fang Hao may be the young master of a large family, and he can set up a factory with his interest, and can mobilize a large number of people in the family.

There was similar news in the tavern, and I spent 1,000 gold on a short sword that was just beautiful.

All kinds of intelligence, Cyril also began to guess that one came from the young master of the big family.

Therefore, the first sentence of the opening has the common words touted among the nobles.

"My Lord City Lord." As a courtesy, Fang Hao stood up and smiled.

An Jia glanced, and stood up reluctantly.

"Haha, well, sit down, don't be so polite." Cyril nodded in satisfaction and sat down on the main seat.

Fang Hao also sat back down again.

The servant brought drinks and some local cakes that Fang Hao hadn't seen.

It should be specially made by Pruul City.

"My name is Cyril, the city lord here, what do you call the two?" Cyril asked pretendingly.

"Fang Hao, this is my guard An Jia." Fang Hao introduced himself.

"Oh, then, Mr. Fang Hao, can you tell me how you learned about the bandits and how did you kill them?" Cyril leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to listen to the story.

Fang Hao smiled slightly, making up a story is not difficult.

"I don't know the city lord, do you know Mr. Tavik?"

"I know, the cloth merchant in the city, why does this matter have anything to do with him?"

"The day before yesterday, I took my family's team on an adventure in the forest. I accidentally rescued Tavik’s real little daughter. After returning the little girl to Mr. Tavik’s hands, I went to the tavern to sit down. Yes, when I saw the reward on the notice board in the tavern, I took the soldiers..."

"...I don't know which village the mountain bandits looted. Just when they returned to the camp, they were rooted by my people, and the heads came to you."

Tell stories, half-truths are the most true.

Bring some people or things familiar to the other party in the middle, which will make your story more trustworthy.

Tavik, reward order from the tavern.

Regardless of whether the other party knew Fang Hao before, after these two things came out, the credibility of the story would increase a lot.

After listening to Fang Hao's story, Cyril took a sip from his glass.

But his eyes glanced at Fang Hao and An Jia from time to time.

The story is complete and credible, and at the same time, he confirmed in his heart that Fang Hao has a backing.

The rewards in the tavern are only written for the residents.

1000 gold is not enough to mobilize the army to suppress the bandits, otherwise it would not have been hanging for so long.

He took it, and it succeeded.

It seems that the family is also looking for opportunities to give this young master a chance to hone, and money is a trivial matter.

"Lord City Lord? Sir Cyril?" Fang Hao yelled a few words softly when he saw the other party in a daze holding his glass.

He secretly said in his heart, this old man is not sick, how can he be straight-eyed.

"Oh, I understand." Cyril turned around and said to the guard on the side: "Bring the bounty."

"It's Lord City Lord."

One of the guards retreated to collect the bounty.

"By the way, which city does Mr. Fang Hao live in? What does the family do..." Cyril asked like a small chat.

Fang Hao replied and made up his mouth. The city was settled in the northwest of Prue City, and his family did some grocery business.

The two chatted for a while, and Fang Hao's eyes fell on a weapon on the display cabinet in the hall.

This is a thorny sword with a white body and hilt, dazzling and dazzling.

Fang Hao noticed it early.

"Master Cyril, the workmanship of this weapon is pretty." Fang Hao got up and walked to the piercing sword naturally.

"Of course it's beautiful, it's a good collection." Cyril said.

"Can I..." Fang Hao asked if he could pick it up and have a look.

"Please."

Fang Hao held the hilt of the sword in one hand and gently supported the body of the sword in the other, and took the stabbing sword into his hand.

【Mitigating Sword (Purple)】

【Type: Thorn Sword】

[Injury: Level 3 damage]

(Description: A stabbing sword that killed its owner. It is rumored that anyone who gets this stabbing sword will die in pain.)

Sure enough, it was a mitigation.

Last time the tavern storyteller’s information was correct, and the city lord did have a mitigating sword.

"The charm of this sword lies not in its appearance, but in the story behind it." Cyril also walked over and stood beside Fang Hao.

Fang Hao was too hard to tell that he had heard stories, so he could only ask: "Oh? What story?"

"There are a total of twelve swords of the same work ~www.readwn.com~ and their owner is once a very famous countess..."

Cyril was telling aside, telling a story like a storyteller in a tavern.

Although there are some differences, the overall trend remains the same.

when!

At this time, the guard who went to collect the bounty returned again, and there was an extra wooden box in his hand that contained 1,000 golden human gold coins.

"My Lord, the bounty is here," the guard said.

"En." Cyril looked at Fang Hao, "This is a bounty, you click."

Fang Hao just took the gold coins, and didn't count the amount.

With his eyes still on the stabbing sword, he asked directly: "I like this stabbing sword very much. I don't know if Sir Cyril can cut love. Of course, the price is easy to say."

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