The moment the vines entangled Grimm, he struggled subconsciously, but the result was that the vines became tighter and tighter.
Grimm gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Ze fiercely.
"You're a damn wizard!"
"It's true that I'm a wizard, but please be careful with your words."
"Why don't you kill me?"
"I have no grudge against you, so why should I kill you?"
"..."
Grimm was silent.
Lin Ze squatted down and looked level with him.
"Who taught you those runes you carved?"
Grimm turned his face to one side, not looking at him.
Hey, I blame you for being tsundere, it's just that this face doesn't deserve the word.
On the grassy slope in the distance, the three riders who were knocked down by Lin Ze were still lying there. One of them tried to get up with his arms, but when he looked up and saw that his boss was also subdued, he shook his body and fell back down.
The tall and thin Bali sat there holding his thigh, gasping in pain but not daring to say a word.
Most of the morning fog has dispersed, and the sun has fallen from behind the thin clouds.
There was a tiny insect chirping in the grass, and the sound was short and dense.
Grimm was silent for a long time before speaking, "I grew up in the lord's house. When I was thirteen years old, the lord hired a gentleman to teach me how to read. The gentleman was a half-orc and knew a lot of messy things."
"Orc?"
"Yes, the kind of half-orc with fangs and hair on his face."
"My husband left a book for me when he left. The cover of the book fell off. It took me three years to recognize all the words in it. I learned the runes from it."
Orcs, lord's mansion, a broken book...
Interesting.
"Why are you chasing me?"
"Because you look like a wizard."
"Why?" Lin Ze was stunned.
"The clothes you wear are different from the ones here, and the way you walk is also different. And the leather of your boots is different. I have never seen it. The lord just issued an order last month to take down all wizards you meet."
Lin Ze looked down at his pair of Dragon Hide boots, okay, these shoes are very expensive.
Grimm twisted his shoulders in the vines and changed into a slightly more comfortable position.
Lin Ze squatted next to him, pulled a grass stem from the grass and held it in his mouth.
The dew has not yet dried, and the grass stems have an astringent taste when chewed.
"What's the name of your half-orc sir?"
Grimm's eyelids moved.
"What are you asking for?"
"I'm curious. It's quite interesting that a half-orc came to the lord's house to teach him how to read."
Grimm kept silent.
"Do you think wizards are all bad?" Lin Ze changed the question.
"Of course, wizards are no good."
"Huh? Why do you say that?"
Grimm opened his mouth. "The lord said that wizards would steal livestock from people's fields and add medicine to the wells. Those children who died drank the water from the wells..."
Lin Ze Spit out the grass stalks in your mouth.
"The lord said? So you haven't seen it with your own eyes?"
"I don't need to see it with my own eyes, the lord will not lie to us." Grimm looked at Lin Ze firmly.
"..."
Okay, another ancient fool and loyal person.
"What's the name of your gentleman? Cooperate with me to answer the questions, and I can let your brothers go." Lin Ze asked again.
"Na...Nake..." Grimm finally said.
"Nake?" Lin Ze nodded and remembered the name in his mind.
Lin Ze loosened the vines on Grimm and raised his chin in the direction of the riders who were still lying in the distance.
"Let your people go back first, and you come with me."
Grimm moved his numb shoulders, stood up and kicked his legs.
"Where to go?"
"Just walk around and talk while walking."
Grim looked back at Baal, who was still sitting on the ground covering his legs with a grimace on his face.
Grimm waved at the three riders, and the three of them rolled over and climbed onto their horses, not even daring to look back.
"Let's go." Lin Ze inserted the broad-bladed dagger back into Grimm's scabbard.
Grimm looked down at the sword, then at Lin Ze, as if hesitating whether to pull it out and fight again.
His hand paused on the hilt of the sword for two seconds, and finally let go.
The two of them walked eastward along the ridge.
The morning fog has completely dissipated, and the dew on the grass blades is dazzling in the sunlight. A small forest can be seen in the distance, with a winding path extending into the forest.
"What is your lord's name?"
"Lord the North of Avalon, Al Fred·Pendragon."
Lin Ze paused in his steps.
"Pendragon?"
Grimm glanced at him. "Yes, Pendragon, what's wrong?"
"It's okay." Lin Ze shook his head.
Pendragon.
King Arthur's surname.
"Does your lord have anything to do with King Arthur?" Lin Ze asked tentatively.
Grimm frowned. "King Arthur? Who is that?"
Lin Ze was stunned, now King Arthur is not in the position yet?
"It's okay, what's the name of your supreme leader?"
"Constantine."
Okay, sounds like a ghost hunter.
"Your lord has a grudge against the wizard?"
"Two children died in the east village last month. They drank the water from the well, and witchcraft symbols were carved on the wall of the well. The old people in the village said that they were used to sacrifice their lives."
"So your lord ordered the wizard to be captured?"
"Yes, anyone who has recently entered the territory, regardless of gender, age or child, must be brought to the lord's mansion for questioning."
"So how many wizards have you captured so far?"
"Two."
"How to deal with it?"
"Burned."
Lin Ze's steps slowed down. "So if I get caught by you, I will end up being burned by you?"
"Yes, there is no good thing among wizards!" Grimm Although he was under the eaves, he did not have the consciousness to bow his head.
"How can you catch a wizard?" Lin Ze said with some disbelief.
"Of course, but the two wizards we captured are not as strong as you. Excluding their witchcraft, they are as weak as lambs. Moreover, their witchcraft will be ineffective when it touches my runes."
The two walked through the bushes, and the view in front of them suddenly opened up. Below a gentle slope was a not-so-wide river. There were several women washing clothes by the river, and the sticks struck the stones with a muffled sound.
Lin Ze The corner of his mouth twitched, didn't he say that ancient wizards were very strong?
Why does this guy sound like a weakling?
The women washing clothes by the river heard the footsteps, raised their heads and glanced this way, their eyes swept from Grimm's face to Lin Ze's face, then quickly lowered their heads and continued to beat the clothes.
The two of them walked upstream along the river bank for a while. The water was not deep and it was clear enough that one could see the pebbles underneath. A few slender fish flashed in the water and hid in the crevices of the rocks.
"Where did that half-orc of yours go?" Lin Ze asked.
"I don't know." Grimm's voice was muffled, "After teaching me for three years, he suddenly disappeared one morning. The lord's butler said that he had returned to his hometown. But I asked other servants and no one knew where his hometown was."
"Where's the book?"
"Burn." Grimm pursed his lips into a straight line when he said this.
"The lord ordered it to be burned."
"Tsk." Lin Ze smacked his lips in disdain.
"The lord is doing it for our own good." Grimm's tone was still very stubborn.