I raise elves in Florian

Chapter 139 Rescue the Earl

Philon muttered a complaint about Shutark under his breath, then continued to grope his way forward.

"Then let's forget about it."

The thought that he might be captured by the guards at the door made Hugh Tarek obediently follow Philon ahead.

They finally arrived at the mansion. Philon looked through the window and saw no one inside. He used magic to unlock the window, and the two of them quietly climbed inside.

"It's strangely quiet."

Looking at the eerily quiet mansion, Hugh Tarek felt a chill run down his spine; the quieter it was, the more suspicious it seemed.

"Indeed, it's too quiet. Something must be wrong."

Philon looked at the entire mansion hall with a serious expression, as if no one was there. Perhaps the Earl had been taken hostage by those two demons.

"We need to be careful."

Philon looked at Hugh Tarek and said.

"Ah."

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the other side.

Lugner looked at the rising moon, while Count Granat behind him was also tied up.

"I love magic, that corrupt old man, Quar, just as he spent most of his life developing murderous magic."

Throughout our long lifespan, we demons dedicate our lives to researching a single type of magic. Through years of continuous research and accumulation of experience, our magic will be even more advanced in ten years, making us even more powerful.

However, magic is truly wondrous; it is the protective barrier created by the great mage Flame that has thwarted the demon invasion and protected the city to this day.

The magic created by geniuses a thousand years ago sometimes surpasses that of magic today. I despise genius; genius lacks the beauty of accumulated experience.

Lugner's eyes revealed a hint of disgust and a hint of jealousy. The heights that he had to spend his entire life to reach were easily attained by others, who could even go higher. This was why he despised geniuses.

“Your Granat family has been in charge of managing the barrier for generations. Since we, as demons, have been able to enter this city, it means that there is magic that can manipulate the barrier. Tell me about it.”

Lugner turned to look at the bound Count Granat. The reason they came to negotiate was to test whether the city's magical barrier could be controlled. If it could be controlled, everything would be fine; if it couldn't be controlled, then the city would be impossible to conquer.

"I'll give you some time to think it over. For humans, making the other party wait is an effective diplomatic tactic. Even if you don't say anything, waiting is just a form of continuous torture."

Lugner looked calmly at Count Granada, then turned and left. Linne followed him, leaving Count Granada alone in the room.

Count Granada inwardly mocked himself. He had actually believed the demon's words and even let the demon into the city. It was all his own doing. As long as he didn't reveal the method to break the barrier, everything could turn around.

“There should be some magic books related to barriers in the mansion. You search the bedroom, and I'll search the study.”

Lugner, who had just left the room, spoke to Linne, and then the two went their separate ways.

"Click!"

Not long after Lugner and Linne left, Shutark quietly opened the door and came in.

"It's that adventurous brat from daytime! I thought my son had come to pick me up."

Count Granat was surprised by the arrival of Hugh Thalke, but his injury prevented him from showing it.

"That's terrible, they really went all out."

As Hugh Tarker approached, he saw the wounds on Count Granat's body and spoke.

"I'll save you right now."

Shutalc came up behind Count Granat and began to untie the ropes with a knife, but because Shutalc's hands were shaking, he couldn't make a move.

You're trembling!

Count Granat also noticed something was wrong with Shuttalk.

"Is that not allowed?"

"No, you are very brave. My dead son was trembling before he went to war."

Count Granat lowered his head, recalling his son. For a moment, Count Granat felt that Shuttalk resembled his son.

"Damn it, this rope can't be cut. Is it because of magic?"

Shutark increased the force with which he cut the rope, but the rope, which was clearly made of hemp, showed no signs of damage.

"Don't worry about me, I'm beyond saving. Go and help the residents take refuge."

Count Granat tried to persuade Shutark to give up on saving him, as the city's inhabitants were more important to the count.

He chose to negotiate with the demons because he didn't want any more children in the city to die on the battlefield, but he didn't expect the demons to have ulterior motives.

"Anyway, if it weren't for you, no one would listen to me."

Ignoring what Count Granat was saying, Hughtar continued cutting the rope with his knife, his only thought now being to rescue the people before the demons returned.

“I’m wearing the Granat family crest around my neck. If you show it to the guards, they’ll listen to whatever you say.”

And you brat, in this city, speaking disrespectfully to me is a serious crime.

Count Granat looked at Shutark behind him and said that he only hoped Shutark would leave as soon as possible, because those two demons might return at any time, and he didn't want anyone to die because of him.

Hearing Count Granat's words, Hughtark stood up and put away the dagger.

"That's right. Now I can let you go. Go now."

Count Granat smiled and said to Shutark, he just wanted Shutark to leave quickly, he had no other intentions.

"Really? I'm sorry, sir, I'm going to smash this chair that looks very expensive, but I can't afford to pay for it."

With slightly trembling hands, Hugh Tarker took the axe from behind him and aimed it at the chair beneath Count Granat. Just as he was about to use force, the door to the room was suddenly opened.

"Lord Lugner, there are rats."

The person who opened the door was Lugner and Linne. They had searched the bedroom and study but had not found any grimoires related to barriers, so they decided to come back. They did not expect to see such an interesting scene as soon as they returned.

"Count Granat, is he someone you know?"

Lugner glanced at Shutark, then walked up to Count Granat and asked him.

"No, they are adventurers I saw during the day. They probably came to me to discuss things because of the conflict this morning, and the guards wouldn't let them leave the city."

Count Granat, seeing this, also spouted nonsense. How could he not know that Hugh Tarker had come to rescue him? But in this situation, he had to say it that way.

As Shutark looked at the two demons who had walked up to him, the hand holding the axe trembled even more violently.