"Pa!" "Pa!"... A series of slaps sounded out, and teeth with blood flew out from the mouths of more than a dozen adventurers. In just a moment, those rude adventurers were beaten by Fiona and Otto.
Les was all pulled away in the air, and lay on the ground in pain, covering his face and moaning. One of their cheeks was swollen and all of them were swollen.
Such a sudden change immediately caused the tavern, which was already full of people, to become completely quiet. Almost everyone was looking at Muria in the direction of the door.
"Isn't this the humanoid magic cannon that clears the way for the paladin at the city gate? What are you doing here?"
"Hehe, maybe this big shot also..."
"Can you shut up? Do you think this adult can't hear what you are saying? You want to be slapped?"
After only a moment of silence, the drinkers who came to have fun began to whisper. Because Muria's previous actions had greatly enhanced his reputation in the city, someone soon recognized his identity.
Muria ignored the whispering commentators and rose up from the ground, flying towards the bar. Behind him, Outlets released a wisp of dragon power. He looked around at the drinkers and saw that the pub had become...
There was silence, and he suddenly showed a malicious smile.
"Call out those people who are talking about you, Hui Yu, here!" Mulia said in an indifferent tone while staring at the calm-faced bartender who was wiping the wine glass from top to bottom.
"Sorry, sir, I don't understand what you are talking about." The young bartender still looked cool, lowering his head and wiping the wine glass, "If you are not here to drink, please leave."
"Ha!" Muria waved her hand back, not bothering to say anything more. It would be much easier to put a sword on someone's neck and ask questions than to ask nicely.
"You don't know how to live or die! But even a gold-level human ant dares to neglect our Highness." Red Dragon Outlets smiled ferociously, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand. The bartender, who was pretending to be cold and cold, could not resist the force.
Grabbing his hair, he slammed it on the bar.
Broken wood chips and crystal shards were flying everywhere, and a huge gap appeared on the solid wood bar, which was made by Outlets with the bartender's face.
"Ah!" The bartender, who had hidden his cultivation and strength, roared angrily, and the gold-level fighting spirit in his body burst out, condensing on his body to form a pair of dark armor, and then he wanted to fight back with an angry look on his face.
But the cruel reality slapped him, and his fighting spirit armor was easily torn apart by Outlet's bare hands. The young bartender roared angrily, but was grabbed by the red dragon with a ferocious smile, and was thrown into the ground.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Ants are just ants, and roaring doesn't make you stronger." Outlet stepped on the bartender's head and said with disdain.
"Stop!" After Red Dragon Outlets had ravaged the bartender for more than a minute and almost crippled him, an angry shout to stop Shanshan's arrival echoed in the bar.
Unfortunately, few people in the tavern heard this powerful shout, because after the bartender showed his gold-level aura, the adventurers slipped out like rabbits one by one.
There is no intention of stopping to watch the battle at close range. The battles of the strong can only be watched from a distance. Watching up close can kill people. Those terrifying fighting movements are enough to destroy and affect all weak ones.
"It's finally out!" Muria looked at the figure that gradually appeared in the air and was still showing off with him. He turned his head impatiently and looked at the Hell Demon: "Miles, I leave it to you.
Ask me everything I want to know. Live or die."
After saying that, Muria didn't care about the reaction of the sinister-looking old man who had revealed his figure, and walked out of the bar directly. He went outside to wait for the results of the interrogation of his two dragon followers and the devil's slaves.
A human old man with a first-level soul and three peak inhuman souls couldn't solve it. Muria thought they could take their own lives to avoid embarrassment to their own race.
"Ah!" When Muria walked out of the tavern, a shrill scream came from it. Muria looked up and saw that at some point, a barrier had enveloped the tavern, allowing every movement inside to be heard.
Not in the outside world.
"Not bad!" Muria nodded towards Fiona who had established the barrier silently.
As expected of an old dragon, he has rich experience.
...Not long after, Miles walked out of the tavern with a satisfied look on his face, holding a leather scroll full of names.
"Master! You want to ask everything."
You know, even in hell, soul-level souls are not something you can get just by thinking about them. This thing is a rare resource that can only be encountered but not sought. And now, less than a day after being summoned by Muria, he
I got a soul-level human soul. Although it is a little weaker, it is still a soul.
"This is?" Muria took the parchment from Miles' hand and looked at it carefully.
"This is the list of people who want to assassinate which demon-hunting knights you are protecting." Miles bowed and replied, "They have all assigned the Gray Wings organization assassination missions against demon-hunting knights and have paid deposits.
"
"Are there so many people who want to kill Leon?" A faint smile appeared on Muria's face, "Very good, I really saw it."
"These forces that want to kill the demon-hunting knights are divided into three groups. The first group is the nobles who are related to the dark race, the second group is the nobles who have dark blood themselves, and the last group is lurking in this place.
"Dark Races in the City"
"Your Highness, these lowly creatures have offended your majesty. I suggest killing them all." Red Dragon Outlets suggested murderously. Red dragons love killing the most.
"Yes!" Muria nodded lightly, "Fiona, give the location of these dark races lurking in the city and this list to the Good God Church, and let them solve it.
As for these nobles, we are responsible for solving them! It is not convenient for the church to take action."
"..." Hell Demon Miles moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he gave up. He felt that it was a bit arrogant to kill so many nobles at once... but just think about it.
They offended Muria and deserved this fate.
...In a manor in Patrick's Fortress City,
"I heard that the assassination attempt by the Gray Feather Organization failed," a pampered young nobleman with an abnormally pale skin looked at his butler.
"It is said that they were all captured alive by the golden dragon at the entrance of the city. They should be under interrogation now." The elderly housekeeper, who was dressed meticulously and seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, bowed and answered.
"Caught? A bunch of losers!" the noble young man cursed angrily, "They won't turn me in, right?"
"No, Hui Yu's assassins can still be trusted."
"What if the interrogation comes out and we are found along the way?"
"Then what can we do? Sir, you are a noble of the kingdom, and the church has no right to judge you."
"Yes." When the young noble heard this, he laughed proudly, but at this moment, there was a "crash!" and the sunlight from the outside fell on him.
The young noble's smile froze on his face, and he looked above his head. The ceiling of his villa was lifted, and a young man with black hair and golden eyes stood indifferently above, looking down at him, and stretched out his hand to him...