Hearing Chris's plea, Lucian's smiling expression remained unchanged, and he said in a gentle tone: "If your news is valuable, I will consider it at my discretion. The right to judge is in my hands, and you can choose to say it or not."
At this time, he didn't dare to hesitate or protest, and said hurriedly: "Master Knight, I stole an invitation a few days ago, maybe you will be interested."
As an excellent thief, Chris never gave up his efforts to find an opportunity to escape from the beginning of being pointed at the throat by Lucian's long sword, but when he thought that the other side was a real knight who stimulated the power of the bloodline, he did not dare to act rashly.
"Invitation?" Lucian was slightly confused, "Why do you think I will be interested?"
Seeing that Lucian did not do anything, Chris gradually restrained his fear and fear, and clearly stated: "Because it looks like an invitation to a gathering of low-level warlocks, this will be a good opportunity for you, Knight Master, to leave behind a heroic legend!" He remembered many rumors and regarded Lucian as the kind of knight who followed ancient teachings to tour the continent after being promoted.
"Low-level black magician? What is the content of the invitation? Why didn't you report it directly to the church? I think it will give you a generous reward." When Lucian heard about being a magician, he immediately became very interested and questioned.
Under Lucian's close gaze, Chris took out a neatly folded piece of paper from the crack in his belt and handed it over: "Noble Knight, this is an invitation."
"A few days ago, a mysterious traveler came to Longya Town, and because he was generous, I quietly followed him away, looking for an opportunity to steal something. As a result, he did not take the main road, but walked through the surrounding mountains and forests, and I happened to see him kill several beasts that tried to attack him with evil and terrifying black magic."
Lucian shook off the paper with his left hand, and recorded it in the soul library with a sweep of his eyes:
"When the Silver Moon rises on the second Friday of July, a death feast will be held at the castle of Karun Erdia to welcome a gentleman from the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council. Sorcerers and magic apprentices of the former Wilfrid Domain, this will be the beginning of your bright future."
No title, no signature, this is a strange banquet letter, but Lucian is still full of interest, because it seems that he can contact the magicians sent by the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, so that he will not have to struggle to find a contact person after arriving at the Pearl of the Sea, Sturk.
Seeing that Lucian's expression did not change, Chris continued his story: "At that time, there was another adventurer team following the mysterious traveler. After seeing the evil black magic, they thought they were sure to kill the traveler, so they kept driving the beast to consume the opponent's magic, and then began to raid and besiege. Unfortunately, they underestimated the terrifying black magic that could evoke the dead, and the traveler had the upper hand. However, when they were fighting to the brink of defeat, the nearby bandits discovered the movement and rushed to kill them together. I seized the opportunity and stole the valuable items on the traveler's body, including this letter."
"How lucky these bandits are...... Lucian lamented the pitiful experience of the magic apprentice, and then asked Chris again: "Why didn't you report to the church? Do you know the castle of Karenerdia?"
Lucian is no stranger to Wilfried's territory, because it is clear from ancient documents and historical records that Wilfrid was one of the legendary necromancers who ruled the central and southern parts of the continent during the ancient magical empire.
"I am a thief who walks in darkness and shadows, and if the church finds out, I will definitely go to the gallows, so ......" Chris was quite proud of his identity as a thief, "I'm sorry, my honorable knight, I don't know where the castle of Karun Erdia is. In fact, I have inquired about it in the Adventurers' Guild and the Thieves' Guild in Cother City, but no one knows the location of this castle, and they have not even heard of it. I think it's probably a code name within the Black Mage."
Since thieves often use code names, Chris directly associates it with this.
Lucian was disappointed in his heart, no one knew about Karenerdia Castle, he seemed to be missing this opportunity, and he was unfamiliar with the Principality of Djibouti, and it was difficult to find clues, but Lucian still had a gentle and calm smile on his face: "I am very satisfied with this news. By the way, Chris, you didn't tell anyone else, did you?"
"Your satisfaction, Lord Knight, is my honor." Chris breathed a sigh of relief, as if he could save his hands, and then he smiled flatteringly, "I haven't found a buyer for this news, if you tell me, Lord Knight, I will bury it in my heart so that you can complete the heroic epic yourself."
Lucian nodded: "Well done." Then the long sword was sent and coldly plunged into Chris's throat.
Chris glared at Lucian in disbelief, his throat hoarse, and he asked as if he was screaming in his heart: "How did things turn out like this? Why did you kill me?! Aren't you a knight who abides by the creed?!"
Lucian took back his long sword and said in a flat tone: "You know too much."
Although the chances of finding the castle of Karenaldia on their own are slim, if there is a chance to go, then Chris, who knows the invitation, is the source of danger, because it is unclear when he will sell the news and attract the attention of the church.
As long as it is not his friend or innocent person, Lucian will feel less and less guilty about killing.
His eyes gradually lost their luster, and Chris fell on the wooden board of the carriage with his eyes closed.
Sometimes begging for mercy and exchange is not necessarily a better option than going straight to punishment.
Finger flames burst out, burning the invitation, Lucian pushed open the carriage window and shouted softly: "Betty."
Betty, the half-elf girl who kept vigil, except for occasionally yawning, had been observing her surroundings openly and secretly according to the method taught by her brother-in-law Simon to guard against sneak attacks by beasts or robbers, but Lucian's sudden call from behind startled her, and the wooden stick that stirred the campfire in her hand almost fell into the fire.
When she realized that it was the voice of her employer, not the ghosts and ghosts by human names in the legends of witches and warlocks, Betty patted her chest and complained in her heart: "It really scared me to death!"
She turned around and squeezed out a sweet smile: "Mr. Evans, is there something wrong?"
"You come to the carriage, I have something to tell you." Lucian's voice was not loud.
Betty took two steps subconsciously, and suddenly remembered what her sister and brother-in-law had mentioned, many female adventurers and mercenaries who looked or had a good figure would always be harassed and seduced by their employers, and now in the dead of night, Mr. Evans called herself to his carriage......
So she stopped suddenly, her smile stiffened: "Mr. Evans, if you have anything, please tell me directly?"
Although if the employer is generous and does not have too annoying things, some open and unpartnered female adventurers do not mind having a relationship, after all, in the lonely and arduous adventurer career, many people cannot refuse to be able to enjoy physical pleasure and get generous rewards.
"A little thing needs you to deal with." Lucian didn't tease the pure girl's mind, and pointed to the carriage, "A thief has sneaked in."
"What?!" Betty almost screamed, but she immediately covered her mouth, looked left and right, and found that she hadn't woken up her sister and brother-in-law, so she hurried to the carriage.
When she opened the car door and walked into the carriage, Betty suddenly thought in chagrin: "Is there really a thief? Could it be a lie that Mr. Evans deliberately tricked me in? If, if he wants to do something, do I refuse sternly, or shout loudly? Or just knock him unconscious?"
The nervous Betty saw that there was indeed a thief in black lying in the carriage, and Lucian sat aside politely, so he was really relieved, but he was also faintly disappointed, wasn't he charming? Mr. Evans doesn't look down on himself at all?
"Chris? He is a thief?!" The faint disappointment was quickly dissipated by surprise, "He is dead? Did you kill him, Mr. Evans?"
Lucian smiled and said: "He wanted to come in and steal my long sword, but his movements were a little heavier, waking me up, so I was killed by my sneak attack."
Betty originally wanted to say something, but when she heard this, she looked up in astonishment, seeing that Lucian did not have the fear and guilt of an ordinary noble young master after killing someone, just as calm and natural as during the day.
Recalling that even if Chris is not a two-handed greatsword warrior, his pace, agility, etc. are extraordinary, and his strength is not much worse than that of his sister and brother-in-law, she whispered with some understanding: "Mr. Evans, your strength is probably not bad."
He should be a high-ranking knight attendant, right? It's admirable that Mr. Evans has this level at such a young age.
"Please, Betty, you dispose of this body." Lucian didn't answer, and pointed to Chris lying down, this guy only had a few silver gnars on his body except for the thief's tools.
Betty then remembered what she was going to say before, and smiled apologetically: "Mr. Evans, I apologize to you, it was my negligence in the vigil that allowed Chris to sneak in. But can you please not tell my sister, I don't want to disappoint and scold her. I will learn my own lesson." His eyes were crystal clear and begging
Lucian chuckled and put his finger on his lips: "Shh, if you quietly dispose of the body, your sister won't know."
"Really? Mr. Evans, you are a great person." Betty smiled happily, not feeling any discomfort because of Chris's death, this kind of thief is usually the end of death.
Seeing Betty lightly pick up the body and walk outside, Lucian suddenly asked: "Betty, do you know the castle of Karun Erdia?"
"No. I don't remember a castle with that name." Betty frowned and thought about it carefully.
Lucian nodded slightly disappointed.
Betty, who was quite experienced as an adventurer, quickly disposed of Chris's body without alarming anyone, and when she continued the next day, except for the two bards, who were a little strange that Chris didn't say goodbye, no one cared, and Betty became more and more enthusiastic and respectful of Lucian, grateful for Lucian's secrecy.
On the evening of the third day, the carriage drove to a fork in the road, to the north was the town of Grey Mist with a deep mountain lumberyard, and to the northeast was the town of Nice with iron ore, both of which could reach the city of Coser, but the former was more remote and the roads were more difficult, and few people went there.
Because Lina was going to Gray Mist Town, the adventurer team chose to go north at the fork.
(End of this chapter)