"My master told me, sir." Xinong replied respectfully.
"Your master? Why didn't he come?"
"My master is not in the city now. He left a long time ago."
"In this way..." Anthony smiled: "Then tell your master that if you want to talk about it, let him come and talk to me in person. Okay, you can go."
Xinong was stunned for a moment: "I understand, sir."
"Wait a minute!" Mike, who was sitting on the side, shouted sternly. His lips were trembling slightly and veins were exposed on his neck. His emotions seemed to be extremely excited, and he didn't know what could stimulate him to this point.
"Sir, are you okay?" Xinong asked in surprise. His attitude and eyes were very sincere. No one could tell anything unusual from Xinong's expression, because he really didn't know anything.
"Did you just say that your master asked you to convey this news to Lord Anthony? And your master left Baishan City a long time ago?" Mike said sharply.
"Yes, my lord."
"You didn't lie!" Mike's voice rose a few more times.
"I can swear that I am absolutely not lying, sir!"
Anthony was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, and showed a look of extreme shock. They had just received the news that the Dark Moon Magic Legion was trapped at the foot of the Suyagol Mountains, and that the King of the Mayo Empire, Julande, was not dead. This ordinary person actually learned this top-secret news a long time ago. What does it mean? This means that if they meet this ordinary person as soon as possible, they can save the fate of Neuinheim, the fate of the Dark Moon Magic Legion, and it can even be said that they can save the fate of an empire! This causal relationship is so important that Anthony, whose color remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai, also changed his color involuntarily.
"Then why didn't you come to see us earlier? Do you have to delay it until now?" Mike suddenly stood up. He is the leader of the condolence group sent by the Alison Empire to the mercenary country, and his status is second only to Neuinheim. The great court magician Mike rushed to Baishan City to discuss countermeasures with Anthony. However, before the matter was settled, he received the bad news that his old friend Neuenheim was trapped in the Suagol Mountains. Now he knows that there was a chance. To save these crises, his emotions became uncontrollable.
"Sir, my master sent someone to tell me the news three days ago and asked me to find Lord Anthony. I didn't know it before!" Xinong was aggrieved.
"What about three days ago? Why didn't you come?"
"I've been here."
"What?" Anthony and Mike exclaimed in unison, and Mike glanced at Anthony quickly, which made Anthony feel embarrassed, as if he deliberately concealed the news.
"Xinong, don't talk nonsense! How come I didn't know you were here three days ago?" Anthony shouted.
"Xinong, don't be afraid, tell me what happened. Don't worry, I will make the decision for you!" Mike also said immediately, but the subtext in his words seemed to be tit for tat with Anthony.
"Lord Anthony, of course you haven't seen me. Your guards didn't let me in at all. I told them repeatedly that I had something extremely important to see you, but they didn't believe anything they said and asked me to put the matter first. Tell them." Xinong showed a very helpless look: "But my master warned me that I must tell the matter personally to the adults, and I must not tell it to anyone. My master said that this matter is too important, except for Anthony. No one can be trusted except adults.”
Mike sat weakly on the chair, and the embarrassment on Anthony's face turned into tears. The matter was clear, but who could he blame? In any case, he is also the leader of a super mercenary group, not just anyone who wants to see him. Xinong is just an extremely ordinary person. Who would have thought that he holds such an important top secret? It was understandable that the guards refused Xinong's request.
"I came here for three days in a row, but I still couldn't see you. I felt very anxious. Later, I told the master's messenger about this matter. The master's messenger smiled bitterly and said, it is really easy to meet the God of Light, but it is too difficult for the Bishop of Light. Matang, he had no choice but to give me more than a dozen gold coins and asked me to hand them over to the guards, saying that they would not make things difficult for them. After all, no one would spend more than a dozen gold coins to make a joke." Xinong continued: " The master's messenger also said that we should have been rewarded by your master for telling such important news, but who knew we were being asked to spend money? It's ridiculous. The master's messenger also said that he would advise the master not to do this again in the future. What a fool."
Mike snorted coldly, and Anthony felt his face heat up. It was obvious that the owner of the other party knew that the news was too important to reach an agreement on interests in a short time, so he simply made a huge bet. The bet was that Anthony would not burn bridges by crossing the river. However, Anthony has not said anything yet and is still forcing the other party to spend money. This is a bit scoundrel!
"Didn't your master say what he hoped for?" Anthony asked slowly.
"My master said he hopes to get a promise from Lord Anthony."
"What
promise? "
"The master never said that."
Anthony was silent for a long time: "Okay, I agree! You can tell your master that if he encounters any difficulties, as long as he finds me, Anthony, I will do my best to help and will never break my promise!" Anthony didn't finish his words. He just promised to solve the problem for the mysterious man.
"Thank you, Lord Anthony."
"But you have to tell me your master's name first, right?" Anthony asked tentatively.
"His name is Judge."
"Judge?"
"That's what the judge means."
"What a majestic name." Anthony forced a smile: "If I have something to find your master, I only need to find you?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Anthony nodded: "But the place where you live is a bit unsafe. I will send some people to protect you. Please don't worry. I don't want to monitor you, I am just afraid that something will happen to you."
"I understand, thank you Lord Anthony."
"Also, Xinong, how many times have you found this place, have you met the same guards?"
"Yes."
Anthony was silent for a moment and shouted: "Come here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two mercenaries walked in from the door together: "Sir!"
"Who is guarding the door these days?"
"It's Jacob's team."
"Let Jacob come in and see me!"
The two mercenaries turned around and walked out. Not long ago, a middle-aged mercenary hurriedly walked in and said respectfully: "Sir, what do you want me to do?"
"Jacob, did you make a small fortune today?" Anthony's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. Just a moment ago, he was a harmless ordinary person, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a murderous person who made people feel cold from his scalp to the soles of his feet. The strong man, the cold light bursting out of his eyes was even brighter than the sword light: "Tell me, how much did you earn?"
In his heart, Jacob scolded Xinong for being too ungrateful, but he did not dare to show any negligence in his actions. He knelt down on the ground with a plop and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, I... the little man received fifteen gold coins. Sir, not the little man." If a person wants to receive it, he must give it to the villain!"
"Put him in death row!" Anthony's very plain words decided Jacob's fate in the blink of an eye.
"Sir, I am wronged. He must have given the villain the gold coins. If you don't believe me, you can ask him..."
Before Jacob could finish his words, Anthony had already unsheathed his sword, and a dazzling sword light swept across, splitting Jacob into two pieces like cutting tofu. When the blood flowers just bloomed, Anthony had already sheathed his sword. Sheathed it and sat there like nothing happened.
Xinong was startled by the scene of blood flying everywhere, and hurriedly lowered his head. After all, he was just an ordinary person, and he was still a little scared when he saw this scene.
"You dare to quibble, so I'll give you a good time." Anthony said slowly: "Go immediately and put all Jacob's team in death row, and wait for my order to deal with it."
"Yes, sir!" The two mercenaries agreed neatly and left the living room again.
"You, go and inform the steward of the inner treasury and ask him to bring over five hundred gold coins." Anthony waved his hand.
A young woman who looked like a maid standing on the side hurriedly walked into the side door. A moment later, an old man in his sixties hurriedly walked in. Behind him was a young mercenary. Five hundred gold coins was very heavy. An old man can't lift it.
The old man opened a small box about thirty centimeters long and wide. It was full of yellow gold coins, which were very dazzling under the illumination of the evergreen lamp. Anthony looked at the gold coins and said with a smile: "Xinong, these are my Thank you for your gift, thank your master for me."
"This..." Xinong was stunned.
"This is not for you, but for your master. Don't worry, take it back. My people are protecting you, and no one dares to try against you."
"Thank you, sir."
"Anthony, if there wasn't something wrong, we should have gotten the news three days ago. Do you think the Dark Moon Magic Legion and Lord Neuinheim are only worth five hundred gold coins?" Mike said nonchalantly. He vented all his anger on Anthony and even laughed at Anthony's stinginess. Moreover, this was also a generosity of others and had nothing to do with him.
"It's my fault." Anthony didn't care. He hesitated and asked as if unintentionally: "Xinong, what weapon does your master use?"
Xinong thought for a moment and remembered the sword that cut off the rope when he hung himself: "The master used a long sword."
"Just in time, I have a Black Flame Sword here. It is said that it was specially forged by the dwarf forging master for humans during the Holy War. Please give this sword to your master." Anthony waved his hand again.
Mike heard Anthony's intention, and the two couldn't help but look at each other. The mysterious man used a long sword, and he was somewhat familiar. According to Xinong, Xinong's owner left Baishan more than ten days ago. City, if you put some effort into investigating, you might be able to find out something.