Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 74 Robert

The Banks family's once magnificent and luxurious carriages were no longer as conspicuous on the streets of Stormwind, as such carriages were now a common sight, many with even more ornate decorations.

The Adventurers' Guild headquarters in Stormwind City is a five-story building. The first floor is the quest hall, where many people dressed as adventurers come and go.

"I wonder how Emil and the others are doing." Herag recalled that Emil had also become an adventurer, making a living by taking on various quests with Jimmy and the others.

After he settled down in Moonwood, he wrote a letter.

However, Emil was destined to receive the letter much later, as it required crossing a vast ocean and could only be delivered when a ship passed through the continent of Colson.

Various unexpected events may occur along the way, and the letter may never arrive.

"Judging by the time, Emil's child should have been born by now, and I'm his godfather." Herag felt a pang of emotion as he thought about these things.

"Malcolm..."

Herag thought of this person again. He hadn't expected that Malcolm was a very famous first-level wizard, even in Green Hut, and was extremely powerful.

Baron Buck was simply unlucky to fall into the hands of such a person; his entire clan was wiped out, leaving only Emil as the sole survivor.

Malcolm's behavior would certainly be stopped on the continent of Karag, but on the continent of Coulson, no one can do anything about it and can only let him run rampant.

Herag wouldn't be foolish enough to stand up and accuse Malcolm of slaughtering ordinary people. Before he had enough power, he could only avoid Malcolm.

As soon as Helag entered the hall, he attracted the attention of many people.

There are many adventurers in the hall, and knight-level experts are quite common.

The powerful aura naturally emanating from Herag made these adventurers instinctively wary, and they became more cautious about him.

Sid took the initiative to find a staff member of the Adventurers' Guild, and soon Sid arrived with a blond man.

"Sir, this is Milo Caller, the vice president of the Stormwind Adventurers' Guild," Sid introduced.

Milo nodded and extended his hand, saying, "Hello, distinguished guest. I am the vice president here. Please feel free to tell me anything."

Herag produced a letter of introduction written by Huen: "This is a letter of introduction from Earl Huen Banks."

"Oh, it's addressed to the Guild Master, but he's not in Stormwind right now. Since it's a letter of introduction, I can come and see it myself. I'll temporarily handle all of the Guild Master's affairs." Milo took the letter, opened it, and carefully examined it, nodding after meticulously comparing the signature.

"Mr. Helag, please come upstairs. It's crowded and noisy here." Milo invited Helag upstairs to continue the conversation.

The second floor was Milo's office, the vice president's office. Sid stopped at the door and stood guard at the entrance.

After pouring Helag a glass of water, Milo asked, "Mr. Helag is the Mystic?"

"Yes, that's right," Herag nodded.

Milo laughed and said, "Mr. Herag, please don't misunderstand. According to Duke Theodore's regulations, we need to register any mysterious people who enter the city."

"I understand, I know that too." Herag knew the rule.

These wizards are too dangerous for ordinary people, and large cities usually have similar regulations.

However, wizards generally don't register voluntarily, and local administrators usually don't provoke them, so this rule doesn't have much significance.

"Where is Robert now?" Herag asked bluntly.

Milo nodded: "We've already informed him. We received a notification from Earl Hurn before Mr. Herag arrived. Robert deliberately stayed in Stormwind during this time to wait for Mr. Herag."

"Okay, I'll wait for him here for a while. By the way, does your association have many Grand Knights?" Herag asked, leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Milo was somewhat taken aback, then laughed and said, "There are only three Grand Knights in Stormwind, and Robert is the only one who still regularly takes on missions."

Herag had a general idea: "It seems that the one following behind that day was Robert; his strength is indeed quite good."

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and a man's voice came through, steady and strong: "Milo, I'm here."

"Robert has arrived. Sorry to keep Mr. Helag waiting." Milo smiled as he got up and went to open the door.

After the door opened, Herag glanced at the entrance and confirmed that Robert was the Grand Knight-level thief who had followed him that day.

Robert was taken aback when he saw Herag, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly composed himself and pretended not to recognize Herag.

"It was him! Did he recognize me? No, he must have only sensed my presence that day, but he couldn't have seen what I looked like, so he shouldn't have recognized me." Robert's mind raced as he walked over.

"Robert, this is Mr. Herag. He wants to ask you about something. You two talk first, I'll go take care of my association business." Seeing Robert arrive, Milo felt his task was complete.

"Have a seat." Herag sat on the sofa and took a leisurely sip of water.

"Okay." Robert felt inexplicably nervous. In all these years, he had never had a tremor in his hand when killing someone, but now he was inexplicably nervous.

He sat down on the sofa, his body tense, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Did you get this?" Herag took out the Vengeful Doll and asked directly without any hesitation.

Robert gasped when he saw the venomous doll.

"I...I..." Robert was at a loss, unsure how to answer the question.

He knew that Herag was a mysterious wizard, and he was afraid that if he didn't answer correctly, he would lose his life.

"Don't be nervous. I just want to ask where you got it. I won't do anything to you," Herag reassured him.

Robert took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said, "I did get this doll, but I found it."

"Found it?" Herag asked with some suspicion.

Robert noticed something was off about his expression and quickly said, "I really did find it. The person must have been a wizard, wearing a robe and holding this doll. I figured something a wizard would hold in their hands until they died must be something valuable, so I mustered up my courage and picked it up."

"But after I got my hands on it, this rag doll always made me feel very uncomfortable. It probably wasn't a good thing, and it was very likely an ominous object, so I sold it to Earl Huen. Those nobles are rich and like to collect these kinds of things."

Herag monitored Robert's condition throughout, and Deep Blue's result was: "The probability of him telling the truth is 99.6%."

He thought for a moment and asked, "Where did you find it?"

(End of this chapter)