The decoration in the room was simple and simple, with only a desk and a few chapters of stools. The thick dark brown curtains blocked the lights in the house. From the outside of the building, it was like other rooms, and there was no light in the darkness.

The old man with flesh and blood that Fang Yi had seen before was sitting behind the desk, lowering his head and fiddling with the ring on his index finger. The light of the faint green gem reflected in the old man's turbid eyes, making the old man's eyes look a little weird.

There were two mysterious mages holding magic staff standing in front of the desk. The mage Fang Yi had seen in the castle before was among them. However, judging from the situation in front of him, the status of the mysterious mage was actually the last in the room!

Standing in front of him, facing Old Charlie directly was an old man wearing a pointed mage hat. The old man looked rosy and had a big nose. Although his face was less than sixty years old, his face was still blushed, with his black hair and the black beard on his chin made the old man look quite energetic.

Everyone looked at the old man wearing a mage hat standing in front from time to time, but they didn't speak first. After a long silence, the old man coughed gently and changed the staff in his hand from his right hand to his left hand. A low and slightly magnetic sound sounded quietly in the closed room.

"Lord, what is your decision?"

The old man behind the table recovered from his trance and raised his head slightly. The folds on his face were like the bark of an old tree that had been blown by the wind and sand for many years, without any moisture or vitality.

"I have taken over the lord from my father, and it has been more than thirty years now." The old man's voice was low and silenceless, but in his obedience, this person is the real lord of Xingmu City, Old Charlie.

Old Charlie's eyes were already turbid, but when the few people standing in the middle of the house came into contact with the old eyes, they all lowered their eyes slightly to show respect - except for the old man wearing a mage hat, strong people like him no longer need to bow to the king of mortals.

"Time is like water, and the life of a mortal can be fully explained in just one word," the old mage stood straight, looking straight at the lord sitting on the comfortable sofa chair. He said clearly. "That is fragility."

Old Charlie suddenly felt that his gorgeous clothes were a little heavy, and the jade ring on his fingers was also a little uncomfortable. This old man who was about to enter the final stage of his life never expected that when he finally had what he had been pursuing for over the years, he would be so frightened and uneasy.

"Master Naze. I agree with your point of view." Old Charlie seemed very tired. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, "I will spare no effort to support your magic experiment. I hope the promise you give me will not come too late."

The old wizard, known as Master Naze, smiled slightly, obviously got the answer he wanted, and his tone also contained a hint of respect, "I promise you in the name of the trembling person that this matter will definitely end to you that satisfies you."

***

"Charlie didn't know where to find a stern master named Naze, the tremor. Perhaps it was more appropriate for Naze to come to him. No one knew what agreement was reached between the two, but from then on, some inexplicable things appeared in the city lord's mansion."

The fat man lying on the bed completely regained his calmness at this time, and whispered to Fang Yi about the inside story of what he knew. His calm expression was not as if he was facing a murderous assassin. Fang Yi listened quietly to the other party's narration word by word, without interrupting.

"At first there were only some unpleasant smells and strange screams, but later some small demons appeared. I heard them call those disgusting things...Kause Demons," the fat man glanced at Fang Yi, and saw that the other party's expression had not changed at all, and he lowered his eyelids. "Before the massacre in the slums, have you heard that people often disappeared in the city recently?"

Fang Yi was stunned, and his cold eyes fell on the fat man sitting at the head of the bed, "What do you know?"

"Haha, if you can come here to assassinate Charlie, I must have some understanding of the recent things," Seeing Fang Yi staring at him, the fat man suddenly thought that it was someone else's meat on the board, so he stopped the other party's appetite and said embarrassedly, "I don't know anything else, but the dead bodies in the slums were finally pulled away by Old Charlie's people."

Speaking of this, the fat man seemed to remember something particularly terrifying. The expression on his face was a little distorted, and his eyes became a little free. Fang Yi, who had dark vision, saw it clearly.

In fact, when the fat man said that someone was missing, Fang Yi thought of the demon in the city lord's mansion. Thinking of the news he heard from Galbo, Fang Yi vaguely felt that the inside story of the tragedy in the slums may not be just one layer.

"I know so much about the city lord's mansion," the fat man said, looking at the mysterious man sitting in front of him like a stone sculpture, and asked tentatively, "Then now..."

"Tell me, why isn't you sleeping here? Why didn't Old Charlie choose you if he doesn't find someone who looks similar to him?" Fang Yi interrupted the other party and grinned, her white teeth were particularly obvious in the dark room.

Seeing the other party's eyes rolling around, it was obvious that they were making some ideas. Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, pulled out the dagger while waving his left hand, and held it in his hand to play with it, "Don't make any ideas, Mr. Fat, you won't want to see my patience disappearing."

The fat man widened his eyes and looked at the mysterious man opposite him, but found in vain that he could only see a black shadow, and his every move seemed to be under the surveillance of the other party, and his fear was even more serious.

"My name is Mosen, Mosen, Masha,"

Hearing the fat man's answer, Fang Yi showed a surprised expression for the first time, nodded to the other party, "Continue."

The fat man who claimed to be Mosen seemed to recall something particularly tangled, and the expression on his face gradually changed from anxiety to resentment, "My uncle was a kind lord during his lifetime. I don't know why he chose Charlie, a vicious person as his heir!"

Speaking of the past, Mosen was obviously a little excited, and his voice became louder and louder. Fang Yi had to raise his dagger and pat the other party's big face full of fat, signaling Mosen to pay attention to his situation.

After being slapped by the cold blade, Mosen immediately calmed down. It was naturally not good to be controlled by others. However, Mosen was concerned about Fang Yi's sharp gaze and had to turn his resentful eyes on the goose feather on his knees. "This spell was completed by Master Naze himself. It takes Charlie's blood relatives as the recipients, and the killers who have followed him will be deceived."

"Tell me clearly," Fang Yi vaguely caught some clues in his heart, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, and immediately asked in a low voice.

"So you are not the same as those druids," Mosen turned his head and looked out the window, as if he was looking at the guards patrolling the city lord's mansion from afar. "The druids from the forest got the news from somewhere, and rushed into the city lord's mansion with fearlessness to kill old Charlie. But their stealth skills were less than half of yours, and most of them were discovered on the periphery and executed on the spot."

"But the recent batch of druids are obviously more professional, and many of them have touched the vicinity of the mansion. The ** Shi Naze quickly found the reason and gave Charlie an idea." Speaking of this, Mosen snorted coldly, his tone was full of resentment.

"I don't know what Naze did to me, but after my cousins ​​were carved with the same carvings, they successfully attracted five druids of high status to come and assassinate them, and successfully 'died together' with them'... Humph, cousin... I am also old Charlie's cousin~"

After hearing Mosen's low-pitched description, thinking about the druids he had seen in the interrogation room before, Fang Yi had already guessed a small part of the whole plot - it turned out that the city lord's mansion was so strict because someone wanted his life, but what does these demons have to do with the druid?

The druids on the Feren continent are not those Tyr Paladins with excessive sense of justice. Shouldn’t they chase the demons all over the world?

"Well, I'm very satisfied with your news, so now tell me where is Old Charlie?" Fang Yi connected everything before and after, then he let out a sigh of relief and asked Mosen.

Mosen talked for a long time, but the thief in front of him was unmoved at all and sneered in his heart. Since you are seeking death by yourself, I have no obligation to stop you, as long as you don’t involve me.

***

Old Charlie stood on the wide balcony with a crutch in his right hand and observed his city lord's mansion. The semicircular wall was planned by his father, Count Masha himself. It fits very well with the terrain of the cliff and saves materials. The most important thing is that it is easy to defend.

As for most people in Xingmu City, no, it should be said that everyone, especially those subjects who have lived under the rule of Count Masha, their evaluation of this ruler is: benevolence. Leading the people to open up land, expanding the territory of Xingmu City, connecting maritime trade, and developing Xingmu City into a trade city that is no less than Ximen Port, can be said to be a benefit to the people.

Hum! Benefit the people...

The cool breeze at night made Old Charlie feel a little uncomfortable, but he insisted on standing on the balcony, staring at the northwest of the lord's mansion, which was a dark forest. But Old Charlie knew that there was the grave of his merciful lord's father there - wasn't he dead in the end?

Suddenly, in the sight of Old Charlie, an orange-red light spot appeared in the place that was supposed to be a forest. Then the photoelectricity flew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, the flames burning on the surface of the light spot could be identified!

"Protect the city lord!"
Chapter completed!