I raise elves in Florian

Chapter 137 Goodbye Aura 5

In the restaurant.

The four of them were eating around the table, as if nothing had just happened, and there was no evidence to suggest that they had killed the demon envoy. They suggested that the demon envoy come out and confront them.

"Awoo~"

Philon picked up a hamburger bigger than her face, took a bite, and looked blissful.

"This is delicious."

Philon stared incredulously at the hamburger in his hand; one bite contained several different ingredients, creating a rich and complex flavor.

"My master said that a city with delicious food is a peaceful and good city."

Shutark smiled slightly as he watched the children playing happily nearby.

"Not any time soon."

As Frilian ate the food Shi Yichen fed her, she said, "Once the barrier protecting this city disappears, the demons will surely destroy this place, and the entire city will be destroyed."

“Let’s go see Count Granat and tell him the demons’ true purpose. Would that be the best way to protect the city?”

Looking at Shi Yichen and Frilian, Philon felt that as long as the protective barrier remained, the demon army would not be able to break in, and as long as they couldn't break in, everything else would be fine.

"That's really the only way."

Shutark nodded as well.

…………

In the guest room.

"We can no longer detect Delat's magic."

Linne reported to Lugner that Delat's magic seemed to have vanished in an instant.

Of course, if you get killed instantly, your magic will disappear in an instant!

"He's dead."

Although Lugner was surprised, he didn't say anything. He could only blame himself for not being strong enough when he died.

"How stupid, he was too careless."

Linne also seemed indifferent to Delat's death.

“Carelessness? We are the trusted executioners of the Aura people. Do you think he would die from mere carelessness?”

Lugner didn't react much. He knew Delat's strength; the fact that he could kill Delat proved that those adventurers weren't as weak as they seemed.

"Who exactly is that magician?"

Linne couldn't understand why things had turned out this way either.

"Click."

The guest room door was opened.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Count Granat entered with a squad of guards.

“I heard from my guards that a battle took place somewhere in the city, but no one has been identified as the perpetrator.”

Count Granat looked into Lugner's eyes, trying to discern something within them. He hadn't forgotten what had happened that morning: another of Lugner's men harbored ill will towards those adventurers.

According to the guards' report, a battle broke out in the city not long after the demon named Delat left the guest room. It was obvious that the demon named Delat had gone to cause trouble for someone else.

“You must be very troubled! Do you need us to help you find out who did it? Linne is good at detecting magic.”

Lugner, feigning kindness, told the Count of Granada that he was also curious about where the group was.

"No need."

Count Granat rejected Lugner's request, and the atmosphere between the two sides became tense.

"By the way, where is your other companion?"

Count Granat asked the question knowingly; how could he possibly allow demons to roam freely here?

"He went to the restroom and will be back soon."

Lugner was still thinking of stalling for time.

"But he did not ask the maid for directions to the restroom."

Count Granat watched Lugner and the other female demon warily, while the guards surrounded the two demons.

"Lord Lugner, I'll ask you one more time, where is your companion?"

Count Granat's tone became very serious, and his hand, hidden in his cloak, gripped the longsword at his waist. This sword belonged to his son, and even the guards around him drew their weapons and pointed them at Lugner and Line.

"I can't stand it, Delatte, you piece of trash."

Lugner was in a terrible mood. If Delat hadn't acted on his own, they might not have been exposed. Now that things had come to this point, there was no need to win over Count Granat anymore.

Lugner raised his hand to his mouth and bit down hard, blood flowing down the wound onto the ground.

Seeing that something was wrong, the guards grabbed their weapons and rushed forward.

"Whoosh!!!"

A flash of blood streaked across the sky, and four guards who rushed forward were instantly beheaded by Lugner's magic, their blood staining the carpet red.

"All my kung fu was wasted."

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Lugner's gaze focused on Count Granat. He knew that once he took action, everything he had done before would be useless, and he would have to use another method.

"Shh!"

Lugner used magic to attack Count Granat.

"clang!"

Count Granada reacted quickly, drawing his longsword to block Lugner's magical attack.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Count Granada seized the opportunity to rush in front of Lugner, raised his longsword and slashed down, but it was blocked by Lugner's magic.

"It's really strange, though. This shitty situation can only be solved by violence, but I enjoy it to the fullest."

Lugner looked calmly at Count Granat and said, "If Count Granat weren't still useful, I would have killed him along with the guards."

“Count Granat, what is language? What is the difference between language and this sword? No matter what weapon is used, the weak will perish.”

Lugner looked at Count Granat with a mocking expression. In his eyes, the weak could only obey the strong, and he was the strong.

"Just like the owner of this sword."

Lugner touched the blade with his finger, and with a light stroke, blood flowed from the wound. He was deliberately bringing up his most painful memory in front of Granatber: his son.

"Lucner!"

Count Granat glared angrily at Lugner.

"Whoosh!!!"

A streak of blood brushed across Count Granat's face, leaving a wound that circled around him and pierced his abdomen.

"Oh!"

Count Granat fell to the ground with a thud, and Lugner snatched the longsword from his hand.

"We are beasts after all! Don't worry! I won't kill you. I need you to help me remove the protective barrier around this city."

Lugner looked at Count Granat lying on the ground, completely indifferent, and threw the longsword in his hand in front of Count Granat, saying.

But how could Count Granat let Lugna have his way? Even if it meant his death, he would not remove the city's protective barrier, because only in this way could the city be prevented from being destroyed by the demons.