Chapter 264 Reason

poison.

guilty person

Goblin Royal Family

These words always echo in my mind, making me have endless reveries in an instant.

No matter how I think about it, I can't imagine that the wife of Old Patch, who is at best a profiteer, is actually a guilty person, and the person who punishes her is not her own race, the dwarves, but the goblin royal family!

If you think about it carefully, how many incredible and mysterious chaotic relationships are hidden in this!

I feel that my gossip soul is already showing signs of being ignited.

"I asked, are the people who can be poisoned by this kind of poison all guilty of heinous crimes?" I guessed: "For example, betraying the city, collaborating with the enemy, leaking intelligence secrets, etc.?"

As I was talking, I suddenly had a bad idea and blurted out: "Is his wife a spy?"

Harold also looked at Raphael, seeking an answer.

Raphael shook his head and said: "I don't know the specifics, but I think it shouldn't be this kind of evidence. Otherwise, why did she just take this kind of chronic medicine that tortures the body and spirit, and What about deadly poisons that don’t directly cause death?”

When Harold heard this, he nodded thoughtfully and said to me: "I know this. Anyone who collaborates with the enemy and rebels against the city will generally be sentenced to death. As for the method of capital punishment, it is usually an instant death penalty." Type, I think, no matter which race of law enforcers they are, they will not choose to use blunt knives to kill people, such an inhumane behavior. After all, capital punishment is just a way to deter other people and warn them not to engage in such behavior. It’s just a means.”

Raphael continued: "So I guess that the reason why the goblin royal family treated him like this was not to kill his wife, but because they had some intention towards his wife or him, so they took such measures like this." All kinds of torture methods."

"Oh, that's amazing." I suddenly had a different view of Old Patch: "I never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous old profiteer couple could actually hide such a skill, even forcing the goblins to do so. The royal family personally did such a disservice to his wife."

After saying that, I asked Raphael again: "By the way, there is something I don't quite understand. What does your treatment of Patch's wife have to do with the goblin royal family? Why did you just say that you can't take responsibility for it?" Rhetoric?"

Raphael sighed and said, "It seems that you don't have the slightest understanding of the code of conduct of these royal nobles."

"That's natural." I spread my hands and said innocently: "Have you ever seen an ordinary person who just makes a living and has enough time to study the rules of conduct of the royal family? Even if he understands the study, it has nothing to do with me. Ah, is it possible that you can also give me a certificate?"

Harold on the side laughed.

Raphael shook his head and said: "It's better to know as much as possible about what you should know. You never know when it will be used, and you can't guarantee that you will never have anything to do with the royal family."

I sneered: "Forget about the royal family, I can't even relate to the nobles."

Just after I said this, I suddenly thought of Rodney. I didn't know whether he was a noble or a royal.

Raphael did not talk about anything else, but continued to talk to me about the unfinished topic: "Any royal family will usually send people to monitor the situation of those they punish personally, and will report to their own officials at regular intervals. Report the situation to the superiors, and once the situation changes, they will often report to the superiors immediately and take corresponding measures in the shortest possible time.”

He took out a cigarette from his arms and a small magic wand as long as the palm of his hand. Just as he was about to chant a spell, Harold snatched it away and said, "Why are you still smoking!"

"Hey, it can relieve a thousand worries." Raphael stretched out his hand and asked Harold for a small magic wand. Harold shook his head and refused: "No matter what, there are patients here. I will give it back when I get out of here." you."

When Raphael heard this, he sighed helplessly and turned to me: "An An Xiaoyi, right?"

I nodded.

"Do you know fire magic?" He handed out the cigarette and said, "Help me."

I smiled apologetically at him: "Sorry, I don't know any magic."

Raphael put away his cigarette dejectedly, sighed, and continued: "To be honest, the relationship between the goblins in Fort Vicky and us in Airui City is not very good. They usually seem to be in peace with each other, but many times they are not. While mutually exclusive, if the Patch couple are very important to the goblin royal family, and this time, they happened to be cured by me and delayed the goblin royal family's purpose, I think they will be very angry."

"Are you afraid that they will take this to retaliate against you?" I thought for a moment and said, "This makes sense. Living well is a lifetime, and not living well is also a lifetime. Who would become enemies with the royal family because of an outsider? "

Having said that, I suddenly felt that my "forced confession" today was too abrupt and impulsive. I was a little embarrassed and said: "Well, I was too young and impulsive. I'm sorry~"

Raphael shook his head and said, "It's okay, I don't blame you."

Then, he lowered his head and continued: "I am not afraid of the goblin royal family's revenge on me. I have been tired of living for so many years. Even if they kill me, I will not have any complaints. Besides, I I believe that even if I die, Harold will take good care of my daughter."

These words were desolate and miserable, like the last words of a person who was about to die. It made me feel heartbroken when I heard them.

Raphael was silent for a while, and then said: "What I fear most is not that the goblin royal family hates me, but that the goblin royal family hates the entire city of Airi. It will be terrible at that time."

I scratched my head: "The goblins hate Airui City. What's so bad? At most, it's just one less race of residents and less taxes. Besides, I haven't seen many goblins living in Airui City?"

Raphael smiled and said, "You haven't been exposed to these things, so you don't know. Most of the construction works, airship transportation, scientific research and design in Airui City rely on goblins to develop and manufacture."

"Ah?" I asked in surprise: "And you have this to say, don't your people want to learn?"

"I don't know about this," Raphael said, "I only know that the goblins haven't surpassed me much in terms of medical skills."

I said in amusement: "Look at you for being so arrogant. If you were really awesome, you might as well get the title of the number one doctor in the Zephyr Continent."

Raphael smiled bitterly and said, "I think so."

"If you want to use wool, you should do it."

Raphael shook his head and his bitter smile grew thicker: "It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that I can't reach it at all. The best doctors in Zephyr Continent are not from the human race, but from the royal family of beasts."