102. Don’t dare to listen, don’t dare to remember, can’t speak
"Is it you?" Aesop looked at the person in front of him and was shocked, "Molu, you are a fifth-level magician. Why did you attack one of your own people? Who ordered you."
Moru, who looked like a goblin, responded with the short sword in his hand. The cold murderous intention was contained in this sword that could cut through gold and stone.
A hand appeared in Moru's field of vision. Faced with this fool who was trying to block the knife with his hand, Moru ignored it at all. An ordinary person's hand would just break in response to this powerful and heavy knife.
Moru had already made up his mind the moment he saw Aesop, no matter who he was, he would die today!
At this point, he has no way out, and his explanations are in vain. Only by killing everyone at the scene can his master save himself.
The death of the prince is a big deal, but what about the little princess back then?
After searching for so long, didn’t we end up searching in the wrong direction?
"Let's all die!" Moru gritted his teeth and spoke out cold words.
He tried to borrow the dagger from his arm, but the strong force rebounded from the handle made Moru's eyes widen.
Moru struggled to hold the handle of the knife without letting go. He raised his head and looked at the "elf" between him and Aesop, and suddenly discovered that her wings had fallen off.
The wig was taken off, revealing a pair of dragon horns.
"Argonian!" Morru gritted his teeth.
Knowing that it was impossible to pass the test by hiding his strength, Moru's whole body was filled with magic power. He fired thunder and lightning in his left hand and fireball in his right hand. He opened his bow on the left and right and fired at the same time.
Sigrid did not dare to be careless about the angry attack from the fifth-level magician, and immediately protected herself with both hands.
Aesop was shocked into a cold sweat by the electric arc that reached his face in an instant. He was surprised to find that he was fine.
The mist demon who was behind Aesop floated out faintly like his substitute, using the sufficient magic power in his body to block this dangerous blow for him.
When the attack failed, Moru immediately poured his magic power into the surrounding vegetation.
The weeds grew wildly, the branches and leaves of the trees became thicker and thicker, and the huge root systems of the plants expanded several times in a few breaths. These thick root systems were like tentacles, tearing through the earth and piercing the sky.
Sigrid and the Mist Demon had never seen this kind of posture before, and seemed a little at a loss.
"Today, you are all going to die!"
Moru waved his hand, and several large trees rising from the ground broke off the branches above their heads and raised them high as spears.
The mist demon and Sigrid quickly stood in front of Aesop.
Seeing that the three of them were about to be submerged by the woods that were gradually coming to life, a strong wind suddenly rose.
The spear that was about to penetrate Sigrid was cut off by the invisible blade, and the sound of the growing vegetation was gradually drowned out by the howling wind.
As a magician, Moru felt something and hurriedly called the three living trees in front of him.
However, the movement of the big tree that had just begun to move was too slow. Before they could reach their destination, countless wind blades swept in from all directions.
Moru's hands and feet received more than a dozen wounds in an instant, and the bones were deep enough.
The three big trees were still resisting under Moru's command, and their darkened leaves were constantly sprinkling toxic dust.
However, a black mist appeared.
Black Mist, holding seven or eight small red bottles, moved around in the living forest. After a while, the living forest burst into flames.
The moving vegetation and the tall trees that have risen from the ground have become fuel.
There was no wailing sound, these magical plants and trees returned to their original state in the moment when the flames were wrapped around them. They maintained a horrifying and strange posture, and were reduced to ashes little by little in the light of the sky.
Moru was dragged away from the fire scene at the last moment as Lulutis strangled his throat with his tentacles and pierced his palm.
Moru's wish to be buried in the sea of fire also came to nothing. He looked at the people in front of him and let out a weird laugh that made people laugh.
"What an old trick."
Heather knelt down and looked at Moru, who had been restrained by Lulutis in all his spell-casting methods, and sneered: "It's the same old trick, haven't you still been fooled?"
Lu Yu's mouth was not idle. He ate some fruits that Sigrid left for himself and looked at Moru with pity, unable to fly.
Cliche?
There is nothing old-fashioned about strategies, as long as they are easy to use.
Some literary works are always full of plots and plots, as if being complex is not enough to prove that a person is cunning and sophisticated. Just looking at the whole plan makes people admire the person who came up with it.
Extraordinary wit.
But in reality, strategies are not that flashy at all. The more complex the strategy, the easier it is to fail.
Because the more complex the strategy, the more people are involved, and you cannot guarantee that every link can be executed accurately. Once there is a deviation in one link, it means that the entire plan fails.
Lu Yu's plan is very simple. I bet you want to do something before returning, and then trick you into making a move.
For this reason, Heather's stars "accidentally" had a little friction with the elves.
The appearance of the Prince of Cornwall was unplanned, but his reproach made the Knights of the Star's inaction more reasonable.
With these
The stage is set up, and the route selection is controlled by the cat-faced murderer.
The cat-faced murderer, who was extremely professional in selecting killing spots, quickly assumed the identity of the murderer and helped Lu Yu and the others choose this place. He said bluntly that amateurs would definitely choose this place.
As for which professional murderer should choose, the cat-faced murderer refused to answer.
In order not to be discovered by Moru, they hid in the woods far away. As soon as Moru, who thought no one knew about them, appeared in sight, they were surrounded by them.
Moru, who was being plotted to death, still refused to give up and tried to mobilize the magic power, but found that he could not absorb the magic power at all.
"Is this the summon of a seventh-level magician... Hahaha."
"Give up your struggle, Moru, and give me an answer." Aesop walked up to Moru, looked at the miserable appearance of this magician who was also well-known in the court, and asked in a deep voice.
Moru had already seen his own end, and he replied in a sarcastic tone: "Your Highness, you should also give up. You will not get any answers from me."
"Even if you get the answer, that answer is not what you want to hear, what His Majesty wants to know... Your right thing to do is to kill me immediately instead of continuing to ask."
"You want to die, how can it be so simple!" Aesop, who had always been gentle and gentle, became angry and shouted loudly, "Killing your own people, trying to provoke war between the two countries, and trying to attack me, everything you do
Everything will be remembered by the forest god. Even if you die, your corpse is not worthy of returning to its homeland, buried in the forest, and returned to the embrace of the gods!"
"Your parents and children will also be implicated by you!"
As if he had heard the funniest words, Moru coughed up blood and laughed. He stared at Aesop without saying a word, but he stopped talking.
The person has been caught, and handing it over directly to the Elf King is the best option, but Aesop is determined to know the truth.
After being reminded by Lu Yu, he was very afraid that after Moru was handed over to the Elf King, he would suddenly die suddenly and inexplicably before asking anything.
It was already impossible to extract information with words, and Moru simply closed his eyes and waited for death.
I wanted to torture him, but there seemed to be no professionals on site...
The cat-faced murderer stepped forward with his hands raised: "You don't mind letting me try it."
Aesop handed the dagger to the cat-faced murderer and agreed to his request, but warned others not to kill him or hurt him too seriously.
Lu Yu never dreamed that he would see a murderer torture another murderer.
While the cat-faced murderer was holding a dagger to open Moru's eyes, several people gathered together to discuss what to do if no information was asked.
"Lu Yu."
Hearing that Lulutis, who restricted Moru's magic power, was calling him, Lu Yu responded.
"He was just doing things for others and couldn't make decisions on his own, so he must have used the magic of communication to deliver the information."
"Given how much power the people here have over seventh-level magicians, and the different types of magic in different areas, you can completely lie and claim that your country has a place where you can check the remains of communication magic..."
One word awakens the dreamer.
But even if you want to deceive, you still need some information to start.
Lu Yu's eyes lit up and he asked Aesop: "Tonight His Majesty Grand will have a meeting with His Majesty the Elf King. When you deliver the fruits as planned, are there any other elves present?"
"I heard that Queen Ramona was accompanying my father, but she seemed to have come over halfway."
Lu Yu did not hesitate, came to the cat-faced murderer, and signaled him to stop what he was doing.
"You are definitely doomed. Attacking and killing the prince will remind the Elf King of the dead little princess."
Seeing that Moru was still carrying it to death, Lu Yu continued: "I know what you are thinking. You will die if you say it, and you will die if you don't say it. Why don't you take a gamble and carry it yourself, and the people behind you will help take care of your relatives.
"
"Although I don't know who killed the little princess, the Elf King probably doesn't mind putting this matter on your head, just like you plan to put the blame on the murderer."
"I don't think you succeeded in attacking the prince, so your family still has a chance of survival, and you can be the one behind it. But if you are charged with killing the little princess, what do you think they will do?"
Moru's eyes flashed with panic.
Lu Yu calmly threw the prepared bomb.
"So, how long are you going to keep this secret from Queen Ramona?"
Moru trembled all over and looked at Lu Yu in horror, but still subconsciously covered up what he said: "What do you mean, do you plan to expand the problem and cause turmoil in Thoreson?"
"You are just a foreigner. Why do you care so much about what happens on this land? What good will the turmoil in Thoresen do to you!"
Lu Yu grabbed Moru's collar, and the anger hidden under his calm face burst out.
"Now you tell me that it will cause turmoil in this land. What do you think is your behavior of attacking elves and helping others to cause war?"
"You just want to take advantage of the opportunity to spread it!"
Lu Yu sneered: "You know nothing about the country I live in, and you have no understanding of the power of a seventh-level magician. There is magic left in your communication with Ramona, and I happen to have a way to restore it.
"
As soon as the words came out, Moru, who originally wanted to hold on for dear life, showed a look of horror.
"Since you gave up this opportunity and are still expecting Ramona to save your family instead of hoping for mercy from the Elf King, then just wait and see your family die in front of you."
"Put on the hood and take it away!"
Seeing Sigrid pick up the black hood and cover herself, Moru shouted in panic: "No, I have something to say."
"No, you didn't. I've got the news I want." Lu Yu ruthlessly interrupted Moru.
His body was dragged savagely on the ground, and Moru screamed in despair.
"The death of the little princess has nothing to do with me!"
Before he could say more, Moru was knocked unconscious by Lu Yu with a stick.
Aesop looked at Lu Yu holding a wooden stick in surprise: "Why, I want to know how my sister died, I want to know the murderer!"
Lu Yu sighed, regardless of his current personality, and gently hugged the young man who was unable to calm down by the explosive information.
"Aesop, that's not something you should know. In fact, even we know too much."
"The queen of a country killed the king's heirs, sent people to attack and kill her own people, and planned to start a war again...Every one of them is a scandal of your royal family."
"There are some things that only your father can handle, and only your father can know... So what can you do if you know it? Do you want to go beyond your father and take action?"
Aesop gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face that was twisted with anger.
"She is my biological sister."
"She is very kind..."
"Why do you do this?"
Lu Yu couldn't answer and didn't want to think deeply about the entanglement.
He asked the mist demon to comfort Aesop, and then walked to Heather.
"We have all heard things we shouldn't have heard. It doesn't matter to me. I will eventually leave this land."
"Heather, if you want to inform your Majesty of this matter and then profit from it, then I advise you to think clearly. There are careerists in Thoresan, and you Grand also have them. You want to profit from it and fan the flames.
, it is very likely that the flames will burn yourself."
"If you really love your country, you'd better forget everything you just heard... Those people in this country who died in the war will thank you."
Heather solemnly swore that she would strictly keep this secret. If she broke her oath, magical beings would not be able to move forward.
The cat-faced murderer was on a roller coaster one night. He participated in such a big event as an ordinary person and heard such shocking secrets...
Seeing Lu Yu looking at him, the cat-faced murderer also solemnly swore.
"What did you swear to do? You are just a little kitten. How many people do you think will believe what you say?"
The cat-faced murderer smiled awkwardly. He couldn't get angry at all when Lu Yu said this.
Being comforted by the mist demon and Sigrid in turns, Aesop, who was out of control, finally came to his senses.
He took a deep breath and asked, "How did Sir Lu Yu guess that this matter was related to Ramona? Can a seventh-level magician really interpret other people's magic messages at will?"
Even the honorifics were not used, and it was obvious that Aesop's hatred for the queen had reached its peak.
"Because I am also a cautious person."
Aesop tilted his head in confusion.
"When I decide to make certain risky decisions, I will strive to make every detail of the information transparent to facilitate my own judgment."
"In this case, I will always go to the scene personally to check the situation."
Lu Yu said with a smile: "The way Ramona and I deal with each other is actually very similar, so I can understand her thoughts."