Chapter 122: Compensation

Kerr didn't want to resist, but couldn't. Whenever he tried to exert strength, tried to struggle, but when the strength was about to rise, he was blocked by the huge pressure from the chain. This made him more and more annoyed, the discomfort accumulated in his chest and abdomen, and the smell of blood began to appear in his mouth and nose. He deliberately chose the juvenile side to start, but he didn't expect to fall so badly.
Kerr was not very worried at first. This is Sandstone City, here are his father and brother, and his friends. Even if you get into trouble, you can always get away safely. As long as he is soft first, as long as he can get away temporarily, as long as he is not dealt with on the spot, he will always be safe.
But following this question, he realized the seriousness of the problem.
"My lord, you can't." Kerr looked a little flustered.
"What can't I?"
"I..., by the way! I didn't steal your things, I just thought, I haven't stolen them!" Kerr finally found an excuse: "Your things are still in the package, I didn't even touch them."
"Really? Are you so sure?"
"Yes, I didn't take it! I didn't take it!" Kerr tried hard to defend: "You can open the package and see, I really didn't take anything."
"There is another way to prove that you didn't take it. If you think about it, you will definitely think of it."
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Kerr thought of a way and saved himself. At this moment, he was naked, humiliatingly taking Bran towards the city lord's mansion. With onlookers and pointers along the way, in the occasional teasing and bantering greetings, Kerr knew he was famous.
Kerr's family also got news, and they are coming here. There was no shortage of his friends at the gate of the city. Under some invisible pressure, no one dared to move. At this time, in order to show that they still had a little bit of loyalty and courage, they followed behind, holding all of Kerr's belongings, and felt complicated. There is happiness, excitement, shame, and even some pride.
Bran was taken to the City Lord's Mansion under this kind of chaos. For a roadside thief, Bran didn't take it seriously, so he flirted with it and used it as a waste, and then he lost his mind. Since you want to occupy Sandstone City, you need to start from the top down.
When he arrived at his destination, Kerr got his wish, got rid of the chains on his neck, and was served by a friend and a friend, wearing clothes accompanied by ridicule. He felt that the nightmare was over, and he needed to find a place to eat, drink, and suppress his shock. He would not have thought that the nightmare had just begun.
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Bran looked at the city lord's mansion here, while walking inside with Dany, seeing the guard guarding the door as nothing. As he progressed, his magic power was gradually released, putting this place under control.
Under invisible pressure, no one dares to stand up and stop them. A man with the appearance of a housekeeper trotted over and waved back other people nearby, carefully accompanying him.
City Lord Bacchus had already walked out of the mansion at this time and quickly greeted him here. After approaching, he smiled bitterly: "You don't have to do this, just give a notification, and I will meet you at the gate in person."
Bran admired the city lord's reaction very much, and he never entered without telling it. It was like a clockwork, and he started to respond quickly. Someone followed nearby, someone ran to report quickly, everything seemed orderly.
"Don't dare to bother you to meet him, I'd better come in by myself." Bran didn't stop and continued walking.
Faced with Bran’s ill-will, Bacchus continued: "I know what the royal family and dragon knights have done to you. But I am just an ordinary nobleman, I do not belong to any party."
"Aren't you surprised at my arrival? And there seems to have been some preparations here."
"Yes. I will not be surprised if Dragon Knight or you are here. The difference is only one day early or one day late. I just didn't expect that it would come so early and would appear in this way." , He laughed at himself, "I am ready to surrender and loyal to the North."
"Oh--?"
"I have never harbored malice against the Northland, and have always maintained awe of the Northland."
This sentence caused Bran's sneer, "Really? I always think you are a royal or a dragon rider."
Bacchus explained: "Neither, I'm just an unlucky person. This is between the Northland and Dragon Knight. If there are other options, no one will set the foundation of the family here."
Following the conversation, the two sides entered the conference hall, and Bran unceremoniously sat on the main seat. Then he ordered: "Gather all the main personnel in the city."
This behavior makes Bacchus feel very unhappy, "At least tell me what you are here."
"kill."
Bacchus was stunned, and his anger began to rise. He has put his posture low enough, why this rumored wizard Bran is still not forgiving? Is it really afraid of you? At present, there are only two of you from the North, and the pile also killed you.
"How do you tell me to convey this message?" Bacchus began to sneer.
"To tell the truth, tell them that I want to kill, and I do not come at my own risk."
"Dragon Knight also inform?" Bacchus, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
"Of course, there is still an account that needs to be settled with them."
This answer made Bacchus completely lose his temper. While he was still hesitating, Bran went on to say: "Although it is the first time to meet, I believe you should have collected my information carefully, and you should have heard the latest rumors. I hope you can believe that those you think Exaggerated place.
Your housekeeper is now arranging your family and wants to go out for a walk. I suggest not to do this. Or you want me to demonstrate death on them first.
Go ahead, I don't want to wait long. "
Bacchus broke into a cold sweat instantly, how did this wizard know? What about other preparations?
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Dani looked at Bacchus walking out, smiled and asked, "Is that good? He has already expressed surrender."
"If we really want to surrender, we have been in the North City for a long time, why don't we see anyone? Sit down, don't always stand." Bran motioned to the chair beside him.
"It's better for me to stand."
"Sit down, don't need to be vigilant, this is all under control. And we are the masters here, how can there be any reason for the master to stand?" Bran teased.
Dany ignored Bran's ridicule, and stood there and asked, "What will you do when someone comes?"
"Why come and tell me, that city lord is still hesitating."
"What's the hesitation?"
"Yeah, there is nothing to hesitate. In fact, he should understand that this place is the closest to the Northland. If he wants to keep everything now, he can only choose the Northland. But people are always greedy and want to wait for the price. Later, I missed the best time. After missing the time, I didn't want to recognize the reality. I regretted it again. I wanted to wait any longer, holding a trace of fantasy.
He just mentioned Dragon Knight. At this time, he was thinking about betting at both ends, is it possible? In fact, since I entered here, he should have understood that he could not keep all this, so he regretted it more and hesitated more now. He is no different from the gambler who lost all. Although he hasn't lost all yet, my behavior stimulated him.
Oh, you can't see what he is doing. Let me tell you in detail..."
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No matter how procrastinated, people continued to enter the council chamber of the city. With vigilance, with hostility. Everyone knew that the Northlanders wanted to find things and wanted to kill. So they came, came, armed with entourage. At this time, the courtyard of the city mansion was already full of people.
Bran was playing with a small wooden stick on the table, varying in length. Every time a person sits down, there will be an extra one in his hand. Until Bacchus sat down on the chair beside him with a hint of malice. Then he reached out to Bran and knocked on the table.
Bran raised his head and smiled: "You could have lived."
From this sentence, the whole space whispered along with Bran, and only his voice echoed in the hall: "I have a small caravan. It is not very big and it is very shabby. It is not worth it in your eyes. Just to mention. My caravan was first stolen and fined in this city, and now it is confiscated by you. So as compensation, this city now belongs to me.
But things can't just end like this. Because of you, I wasted precious time and went to this stinking place to face your disgusting trash, so someone has to pay for it.
I have some wooden sticks here. I will take one in turn and draw one. If I draw a short one, I can die. If we are lucky enough to survive, we will continue the conversation later. "
As Bran's voice fell, Bacchus let out a big laugh, and the whole hall was burst into laughter.
The Dragon Knight sitting on the other side of Bran didn't smile. He knew better than everyone the horror of the boy in front of him. He stared at Bran and raised his voice: "This city has nothing to do with us."
"Pump, I won't specifically target you, just luck." Bran stretched the wooden stick in his hand to the dragon knight.
Longqi thought for a while, then drew out one and threw it on the table.
Bran sighed, "Good luck, although I really want to kill you."
"Can I go now?"
"Don't, those who are alive have to continue the arrangement later."
Seeing Dragon Cavalry's behavior, someone yelled "Boss!"
Bacchus knocked the table, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then asked, "With you two northerners, how many more can you kill? Why don't you stand up and look outside? Get out of here right away, I can promise You are not harmed."
"Don't look, only here is left. Now we continue to draw lots." Bran turned his head to Dragon Knight, "You are so wise, come here alone."
People were a little surprised and looked at Bran like a fool.
Longqi sighed and persuaded: "You are not deaf, don't you think it's too quiet outside? Let's smoke, at least there is hope of survival."
People turned their eyes to Bacchus again, hoping that he would stand up. But he was shocked to realize that his head had dropped, and he died silently before everyone's eyes.
The hall fell into a dead silence.