"I must admit that your skill is beyond my expectation." In the alley three blocks from the pub, Hill said excitedly. Although the white smoke blocks most human sight, it can''t let Dementors miss the wonderful moment. She uses another perspective to see how Roland can completely defeat the invincible mercenary with one blow. This is not what a magician should have, or even most soldiers can''t grasp their strength so precisely, especially when his body is not in its prime.


    Roland put the unlucky tavern owner by the wall and raised his eyebrows. "There''s no other advantage in getting older. It''s just that you have enough time to practice what you didn''t know when you were young. I''ve practiced that move for three years, but it''s not as good as the one who taught me. That guy can knock the dragon out with his bare hands The magician''s face showed the smile of memory, but he soon returned to the reality.


    "We killed him." The old man, no longer old, said, looking at Pippo lying on the ground with some guilt in his voice, "we''ve got him into a fight that doesn''t belong to us."


    Hill had a different view. She squatted down, turned up the eyelids of the man lying on the ground, and examined his condition. "If it hadn''t been for us, he would have died last night. I''m sure those mercenaries won''t let this wretched devil live the night. And even today, when he picks up the gold coin you gave him, he should bear his own destiny. " The doctor said and took the gold coin out of the boss''s coat pocket and handed it to Roland.


    "I gave it to him." The magician frowned and didn''t want to take the gold. He felt that the innocent should at least be compensated for his involvement in the incident.


    Among the Dementors, Roland is unwilling to accept it. She shrugs and puts the gold coin into her bag. She plans to return it to the latter at another time. "We gave him compensation, and he also proved that he has no ability to accept this compensation. Besides, his life is worth a gold coin, isn''t it


    The magician didn''t say anything more. He had to worry about more than how to compensate the tavern owner. Roland''s eyes looked at the entrance of the lane, hoping to detect before the enemy approached. Hill also finished the examination, and she stood up and said in a tone of complaint, "we shouldn''t have turned back. Even if you have to save this guy, we have finished the task now, and we should continue to go north. "


    "Don''t worry. Have you heard of the name poison blade before? I mean, it sounds very popular. " The magician instinctively wanted to take out his pipe when thinking, but he remembered that the situation was not the time to smoke, so he took his hand out of his coat pocket.


    Hill thought for a moment and then shook her head. She had never heard of the name in Cangshi. Moreover, the occupation of mercenary is not as common as other countries in the kingdom which has always respected chivalry. "Maybe we should ask Wang Du''s friends. She should know the origin of these guys."


    Roland knew that doctor meant one eye. Indeed, as the ruler of the underground world of the whole kingdom, one eye would know more about mercenaries. However, there is no time to inform Wang Du and wait for a reply. No one can say clearly about the situation in the north. Maybe a day later, everything will be over. With this in mind, the magician began to really think about what was happening in the town of passersby. Some clues collided in his mind, suggesting the connection behind them.


    "Nobility." The magician suddenly said, attracting the attention of the female doctor, "the employers of these mercenaries are mostly aristocrats."


    "How do you conclude that?" Hill asked, puzzled. She didn''t understand how Roland came to this conclusion.


    "The clue is their cargo. Just imagine, my lady, who would be interested in the rat man corpse at this point in time? Scholar or wizard? It is possible, but they will not intervene in this matter at this point in time. Mercenaries will certainly take advantage of the unstable situation to bid up prices. They will not do so. So, who else doesn''t mind the price and needs a lot of rat corpses at this moment? A nobleman, especially a Lord. They need to use it to demonstrate force and stabilize the people''s hearts. " Roland felt his beard and said that he was confident in his reasoning.


    "It makes sense. But which nobleman would be so stupid as to show off his force with the booty he bought. I mean, the mercenaries have always been lax. If the news of the purchase of rat corpses is spread out, the Lord will become a laughing stock of the whole country. " The Dementor nodded. She agreed with Roland, but noticed the problem.


    "Therefore, this mercenary regiment must have come from outside the Kingdom, with a ruthless style and resolute conduct." The magician recalled what the head of the mercenary had said before. If he had not arrived in time, Pippo would have lost one hand or more limbs in the corner.


    "You make me believe that is the case." The female doctor was quite convinced by her companion''s answer. She also preferred to take the poison blade mercenary group from the Cang lion. Otherwise, she had no reason not to have heard of a mercenary group capable of hunting rat men, old and weak. What''s more, their leader has such a clear mark.


    "But it''s not over." Roland tapped the wall with his stick, instead of focusing on tobacco, "there are many ways to pacify the people. Fake booty is one of the most powerless. Even if those swindlers and nobles buy more corpses, the number of rat people in their territory will not be reduced. What''s more, the mouth of foreign mercenaries is not necessarily much more strict than that of their own. So there are other purposes"Who knows, maybe those guys just want to decorate the hall with them, you know, just as they hang their own prey on the wall." Hill''s wrinkled nose allows her to make facial movements, which shows how dissatisfied she is with this ostentatious way of showing off.


    The woman doctor''s words were unintentional, but it was like a needle into Roland''s thinking, and nailed something floating in the air to the ground. "Yes, yes! You''re right! That''s it, that''s it. " Roland''s eyes were wide open, and he could not help repeating. He was excited. In the end, he even grabbed Hill''s shoulder and eagerly shared his inspiration with his companions.


    "The corpses of the rat man, and the leather, are the things that hang on the wall. Because those things, the booty, can show how skillful the owner is. It''s a symbol of force, and it''s awe inspiring. The Lords need them, and the more, the better, because something is happening in this kingdom, which makes them pay more attention to the prestige of individuals in their dominions than before. The death of the king, yes, the death of the king, he does not have a clear successor, and the nobles of a kingdom are somewhat of royal blood. Do you know what this means, my dear doctor


    After a deep breath, she said the incident pointed out by Roland in a trembling voice. "Do you mean the battle of the throne?"


    "Not necessarily, but quite close. This country is on the brink of civil war and division, and the cliff is at the foot, or half a foot has stepped out of the cliff. "


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