The Legend of Fatality

Prince was wearing a soaked mage robe, standing in front of the barber Paparoni, the robe was still dripping. He felt that he was about to catch the staff.

"Can you treat my injury?" Princester asked weakly.

"Do you want to amputate?" Paparoni said after checking the wound on Prince's left shoulder. "Your shoulder is broken, the temple should be able to treat this kind of injury, maybe you need 5,000 or 10,000 gold heads."

"Cough, I don't have that much money." Princester put the staff next to it and took off the wet wizard's robe with one hand. Then with the help of Paparoni, he also took off his shirt and exposed his upper body.

"And I will not go to the temple to die."

"I can treat your shoulder directly, but it will hurt a lot in the future, and my basic arm will not work anymore." Paparoni wiped his hands with a clean cloth.

"I can also cut your shoulders and try to put together the broken bones." Paparoni continued. "But the result may be the same, and you will hang up because of other complications."

"I can't live without my left hand, I need to use it to cast spells."

"Well, I'm not the one-armed mage I haven't seen." Paparoni sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense, how much money! Use the best treatment you can think of." Princester roared with his last strength.

"One thousand gold coins, the result is not guaranteed. If you agree, drink this, I'm good to start." Paparoni handed a bottle of liquid to Prince.

"what is this?"

"A mixture of spirits, poppy flower juice, nettle leaves and my special formula." Paparoni began to take out surgical tools wrapped in white silk. "You will feel better after drinking it."

"..." Princester drank the bottle to his mouth and drank his head up. He felt the spiciness of the spirit and a strange aroma. Then I knew nothing.

"You drink too much, maybe I need to charge some interest." Paparoni said to the unconscious Prince. Then I thought about it again. "Forget it, this time it's a living experiment."

The houses around the pier were destroyed and burned. The flames dissipated the cold in the air. Its leaping heat forced the angry people back. When the flames spread, the seawater pumped by the pump was sprayed into a six-story palace and surrounding buildings with the greatest fire.

The patrol captain Ferdit-Urtas stared at the flame, leaving almost nothing but the first floor. No one can escape this catastrophe, but he can't explain why a merchant's luxurious palace exploded.

He searched the dock with his men, and he saw the fort destroyed by the explosion not far away. There were many corpses scattered around the fort, some of them burning.

However, when he approached, even if he did not understand what was happening, he could see that most of the corpses on the ground were not produced by the explosion.

He was standing on the edge of the port. There were still dead bodies in the sea, and he was constantly pushed to the stone port by the waves. The crossbow on the dwarf's corpse not far away made him frown, and heavy crossbows are not allowed to be used in Realmas. But it was a violation of the law of Ryallmas City that the people who made these bodies were imposing.

"Eric, take someone to see if there is a live mouth." Urtas did not intend to grab the credit of Kabuqi, but he could not do anything in front of his hands. After all, not many people in this city knew about his personal relationship with Kabuki.

"Observe, Captain." Eric led the team members to scatter and examine the body.

Io-Kabuqi only followed up after riding a horse. He steered the horse to move to Urtas.

"Damn, so many people died. Did you see? Who is that burnt out palace?" Kabuki asked with a cold sweat on his face. Such a big thing happened at the pier responsible for it.

"It doesn't matter who it is. The key is how to make this a success." Urtas said lightly.

"How to change? Things are so big, I can't hide anything at all."

"It's not something to hide." Urtas shook his head. "It's what you did in it."

"I'm still in it? It would be nice if I could pick myself out." Cappucci said angrily, pointing to the surrounding corpses. "This is simply the battlefield, and I definitely need to take responsibility."

"Yes, this is the battlefield, and those corpses are your responsibility." Urtas tilted his head and looked at Kabuki.

"You mean ..." Kabuki responded quickly this time. "The risk is too great and nobody will believe it."

"Just look for the people who need to be responsible." Urtas lifted his chin, motioned to Cappucci to look at the giant that appeared in the distance.

"That's what?" Kabuki saw the flesh giant in the distance, and he rolled his eyes. "A summon of an evil mage. It cannot explain the explosion that occurred in that palace."

"Businessmen don't like others to intervene, they will solve it by themselves." Ultas turned his head. "That's why you can only sit in this position. You don't know the business people in this city."

"A group of evil mages led their men to raid the port ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I led my heroic men to fight them, and finally their explosive magic detonated the gunpowder's gunpowder. Unfortunately, the explosion produced The flame ignited a merchant's palace. "Cappucci said for a moment.

"It's not perfect, but it's almost the same, no one will care." Ultas looked at his surroundings and continued. "It's here for you. I think there should be more" credit "waiting for you in the direction that giant came over."

"What about you? Don't you don't want these white picks?" Cappucci asked.

"I'm not you, I'm relying on the merits of" hard work "." Urtas pointed in the direction of **** footprints and giants around him. "I'll take my people to chase after what the giant is also chasing. I believe those live credits are suitable for me."

"Bah, cunning guy." Kabuki scolded.

"I suggest that you send someone to contact the Master of the Port Guard to deal with the big guy. Don't be preempted by the person in charge of the other terminal."

While waiting for Kabuqi to answer, Urtas drove away from him.

"Patrol people gather! Follow me to chase that giant!" Ultas shouted loudly.

Other patrol members who had dismounted not far away heard the shouting of their captain and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to examine the dead bodies on the ground. Some of them quietly put the gold and silver rings, necklaces, amulets and money bags carried on the body into their pockets.

Wait for everyone to turn their horses around and ride around the horse behind Urtas. He didn't care about the guys who secretly took things. If it was during the day he might scold, especially those who do these things in front of him. But at night, especially today, he would not do such a thing.

"Patrol! Depart!" Urtas ordered.