Proof of the Sun King

Beneath a giant bat sign is a decrepit bar with all sorts of evil skulls and blood in it, and it doesn't look like there are many guests, and Lane has two witchers and half-elves standing there. Outside, he and Gerald walked towards the bar.

"It always makes me feel uncomfortable here." Gerald and Ryan whispered, and the faces of the Kingdom Knights were only serious.

"Sooner or later, we will level this place and completely destroy this cursed city." Ryan said softly: "But not now, what we have to do now is to find a way to thwart the vampire aggression."

"Yes, one day, we will come back here, and then bring the undead to destruction." Gerald's goatee twitched, as if anger was rolling: "But not now."

Ryan nodded. There was no Gerald in his plan, but after discussing the plan with Francois, Gerald took the initiative to ask to participate, and he thought he could contribute.

It is relatively rare that Gerald is not a pedantic and second-tier knight. As a cousin of Francois, he is also quite wise and strategic, and he knows how to be flexible. Of course, his devout belief in the fairies in the lake is also an important reason. Ryan now somewhat understands why Morgiana had a bad attitude towards Emilia and was especially vigilant when he was recovering from his injury.

The corruption of chaos is everywhere, and only faith and ignorance can fight against it. Either ignorance isolates corruption, or one has firm faith in the presence of wisdom and knowledge, otherwise corruption is a matter of time.

Walking into the bar, the dim light, a lot of cobwebs in the bar, and the smell of rotten and moldy wood stimulated Ryan's five senses. He frowned and looked around the bar. A bartender in his fifties was talking. Play cards at the bar.

"Hello, I'm looking for old Deckard." Ryan tried his best to appear kinder.

"I'm old Dyke, but I never talk to anyone other than my guests." The bartender looked bored playing cards, and he was enjoying himself by himself.

"Okay, two cups." Ryan and Jerrod looked at each other, so Jerrod stretched out two fingers.

"What do you want, Ale? Butterbeer? Brittany brandy? Imperial Stout? Imperial Whiskey? Mead?

"We want two glasses of 1467 Bordeaux Obiang wine." Ryan took out a large amount of gold coins and said very arrogantly.

Bordeaux first growth winery, Obiang wine, the favorite and proud work of the Duke of Baudrillard.

"Yes." Old Dais raised his head and looked at Ryan's gold coin. After confirming that it was the real Imperial Gold Mark, he nodded. He stood up and walked towards the inside of the bar, signaling Ryan and Gerald to sit down. Down.

"I think Your Excellency Bodrick will take care of his winery." Jerrod made a serious joke to Ryan: "Maybe there is a tunnel going straight to Bodleux?"

"Maybe there are vampires in the retainers of Lord Bodrick, or there are greedy people in the head of the winery he appointed, but this is not important to us, the important thing is that Bodrick regards Obi as a treasure. Ang red wine, we only spent twenty gold marks to buy it." Ryan also stretched out two fingers, and the fat businessman's face was full of mysterious smiles.

If it wasn't the real thing, then he and Jerrod had a reason to attack.

After a while, old Deckard brought two glasses of red wine and put them in front of Ryan. The oak cup was filled with dark red wine. The red wine had a pleasant aroma and was as smooth as silk after the entrance. , Ryan and Jerrod immediately confirmed that this was the real Obiang red wine.

"It's included." Old Deckard brought a pot of horse sausage and sat behind the bar.

Unlike wine, this plate of horse meat sausage is very unpalatable, so unpalatable that it is hard to swallow.

"...I don't have what you want here." Before Ryan could speak, old Deckard suddenly said while cleaning the wooden wine glass.

"How do you know what I'm here to do?" Ryan asked curiously.

"An imperial businessman who came to my store obviously wanted to ask me about the goods, but unfortunately, I have no goods here recently, not at all." Old Deck shook his head repeatedly: "After drinking this cup, let's go. , merchant of the empire, if you still cherish your life."

"Can't you reveal a little more? Or can you sell me some wine?" Ryan continued to try: "Would you like to sell me some Obiang wine?"

"One hundred gold crowns in total...or gold marks." Old Deckard took out two bottles of red wine from under the table: "Let's go, it will be troublesome after a while, and I have to go out too."

Ryan and Gerald came out of the bar with two bottles of wine, and Abel whispered, "Is there any gain?"

"It's a little bit, but it's not too much." Ryan and a few people whispered: "The next thing is up to Estelle and Dais, Estelle, Dais, listen to me, wait a moment... …”

But Ryan stopped suddenly, because just around the corner, Matthew Bard was walking towards them, the young knight with arrogance and prejudice on his face, he surrounded Ryan with a bunch of barren tomb guards: " Mr. Gabe Newell?"

"Hello, this...what's your name?" The fat businessman looked like he didn't understand the situation he encountered. He scratched the back of his head with a smile on his face.

"I'm Matthew Bard, nice to meet you, businessman of the Empire." Matthew Bard also had a fake smile on his face, and the two shook hands.

The fat businessman Gabe Newell shook his hand and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Matthew Bard held his hand firmly, so the Marienburg businessman looked surprised, he first looked Surprised: "Huh? You are the Matthew Bard who lost to the champion Suria in the Knights' Tournament? The first female champion of the Knights' Tournament in 200 years, the first runner-up to be defeated by a woman in 200 years? You? Why are you here? Hehehe~ I heard that Miss Suria is very beautiful~hehe~ah!!!”

Lane's disguised Gabe Newell suddenly let out a cry like a butchering a pig. He covered his hands as if he had been stabbed, and fell to the ground. The fat businessman was of great quality, and he almost knocked his horse when he fell. Hubbard brought down.

The young knight pulled the fat businessman up, and Matthew Bard's face was full of blue veins. This incident was a shame for Matthew Bard's life. Whenever he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he recalled his defeat in the final. When Suria, he wanted to tear everything to pieces.

"Mr. Mathewbard?! Please respect a businessman and your trading partners!" Lane took a lot of effort to calm his breath, he looked angry: "This behavior of yours is too much! I want to protest !protest!"

Incompetent, weak lackey, this businessman's character is very in line with the style of those Marienburg businessmen. He was angry and scared when he saw the fat businessman, but he quickly signaled the guards not to do it, protesting and smiling at the same time, Matthew Bud felt a pang of nausea.

Thinking of this, Mathubard frowned subconsciously, and he still felt something was wrong.

"Half-elf? Butler with good swordsmanship? And your guards? Mr. Gabe? I'm sorry for my rudeness, but can you explain? How did you find such a good guard? And Half-elf?"

"Many people are willing to fight. As long as the price is right, I will sell the goods here from Marienburg, and then use the money to protect my safety. What's wrong? Mr. Matthew Bard?" It's also hard to sound: "Maybe you don't know this, but why can't I hire a half-elf? And a butler with a strong swordsmanship?"

"If I could hire one or two, I would still believe you, but your guards are all very skilled, which makes people suspicious." Matthew Bard is still full of doubts, his handsome face is in the face of Gerald's. He looked around, and then focused his attention on his hand: "Oh my god, dear housekeeper, can you explain what the callus between your index fingers is? This callus is only from seven to eight. I started practicing knightly swordsmanship at the age of 15, and it took me more than fifteen years to develop it, I need an explanation, you knight of Brittany!"

Speaking of the back, Matthew Bard almost used a roar: "No one can hire knights in the knight kingdom, you must be an undercover agent who sneaks in and destroys!"

Oops! Ryan's face changed slightly.

In this mission, everyone's identities have been carefully scrutinized by Ryan. As half-elves, Estelle and Dess have tasted the warmth and warmth of humanity almost from childhood to adulthood, and they can handle most of them proficiently. Not to mention the witchers Abel and Sule. For the witchers, from assassinating the vampire count, slaughtering the entire corrupted village, to finding a puppy for the peasants, as long as there is a Money, they can do it, and it is difficult for such people to show their flaws.

Emilia and Surya Lane, who had met Matthew Bard, were not brought out at all. Considering that Alfred and Teresa may not be good at this, he had already asked Veronica to take them back. .

The only uncertainty is Jerod! The kingdom knight joined Ryan's plan temporarily, and he needed a helper, but Jarrod's identity was not so reliable and worthy of scrutiny.

"Say?" Mathubard's face was twisted and crazy, and he motioned for the deserted tomb guards to surround Ryan and his party: "If you don't give me an explanation, I won't kill you, provided that You all accept the embrace of blood and become real vampires!"

"..." Ryan was about to say that he asked to see the vampire lord, but then he gave up the idea. At this time, if he brought this up, it would definitely stimulate Mathewbard's tense nerves.

This lunatic could screw everything up! Ryan quietly slapped the witcher and the half-elf: ready to do it.

Where Matthew Bard was not paying attention, Abel had quietly reached out and touched the crossbow behind him.

At this moment, Gerald spoke: "Have you heard of Rickel?"

"Rickel? Isn't that an island in Marienburg?" Mathubard asked suspiciously.

"That's right, so you understand?" Gerald's face seemed to have shame and unwillingness on his face: "I need money, I need a lot of money, to make my life... I don't want to talk about it, so far, you can Is it?"

"Wait, you mean, are you a descendant of Louis de Calais, who was exiled fifty years ago?" Matthew Bard remembered that there was indeed an exile in Brittany during the war A failed noble family of knights who were later employed by Marienburg, who then gave the Isle of Rikor to house them.

"Mr. Malebaz, you know why I'm doing this business. Is it interesting to keep rubbing salt on people's wounds?" Gerald said impatiently, his goatee was blown, gently Floating to and fro, the words in his mouth had a strange tone, which was obviously not very proficient in the Breton noble language, and his accent was very strange, like swearing.

Matthew Bard is a little unsure now: "You came back to Britannia because you wanted to go back to your hometown?"

"Do you believe what I said? Don't you believe what I have to say?" Jerrod didn't bother to explain his identity. He patted Matthew Bard's hand away, as if it was because of Matthew Bard He was so embarrassed and angry: "Just like just now, I say you are the runner-up of the knight's meeting all the time, will you be happy?"

"..." Being exiled is a very shameful thing. No one is willing to talk about these things too much, just like Matthew Bard is not willing to talk about his failure at the knight's meeting. Thinking of this, young Ranger The knight felt the same way, and his brows were still filled with heavy anger, but his face eased slightly: "I'm sorry for my rudeness, this... What's your name?"

"My name is Ronald." Jerrod opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Ronald de Calais."

"Mr. Ronald de Calais, are you willing to accept my employment? I need the help of a good person like you." Mathubard suddenly felt something was wrong.

The rhythm of the entire conversation seemed to be controlled by the person in front of him. Mathubard had been taught by the Lich King Arkhan since childhood, and he was sensitive to find himself being detoured.

The young knight began to doubt the group again: "Perhaps you would like to have dinner with me?"

"You need a guarantor, I won't have lunch with others at will, especially if I was suspected of being an undercover person before, you don't even have basic trust, and trading partners can seize it at will, why should I go with you? Dinner with people like that?" Gerald refused, displeased, his dignity offended: "It's his business that my employer wants to go, I won't."

"Oh! I'm willing to go!" The fat businessman raised his hand: "This way I'll save money for dinner~www.wuxiaspot.com~ next time." Mathubad noticed the vampire lord Hal appeared, He obviously came after hearing the news. Matthew Bard knew that he did not have any real power. His power completely came from his godfather, the Lich King Arkhan, and Arkhan actually did not object to trade with humans. Doomed to fail.

After whispering with Vampire Lord Howl for a while, Machubard waved the Tomb Guards out of the way.

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An hour and a half later, inside the hotel.

"Scared me to death, almost sabotaged our plan because of a lunatic, Jarrod? I didn't expect you to be very flexible." Ryan was a little scared when he thought about the previous events. There is no doubt that Matthew Bard doubted their plans. Identity, I originally tried to make him angry and forget about it with a rhythm, but Matthew Bard, a well-mannered person in front of him, was actually such a crazy maniac behind his back, just because he was angry, he was motivated to kill and almost destroyed Ryan. s plan.

"It's a breach of morality to lie, and I will repent to the lady, but in the face of justice and the task of protecting the country, these small sections are secondary." Gerald leaned on the cushion, his clothes were soaked, He was also relieved: "In the face of righteousness, my personal honor and disgrace are not important."

"Well! I'm sure the lady will forgive you." Ryan nodded again and again.

At this time, Estelle and Dais came back: "My baron, there is a new situation."

"How?" Ryan stood up.

"We followed old Deckard and found that he is still collecting hardwood and stone materials. Tonight, his transport team will leave the city and transport the materials to somewhere outside the city." Dais said in a low voice.

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