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Chapter 1074 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (62)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (Sixty-Two)

It was that personal guard who was responsible for welcoming the person in. His action of personally welcoming the person in scared the other personal guards.

"Who are these people? Why did this person come in person to welcome them in?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't seen the invitation, but I heard it seems to be from a distinguished pharmacist."

"Pharmacist? Aren't pharmacists just some low-class guys? When is it worthy for the city lord to personally greet them?"

"Haven't you heard about that rumor that's been creeping around town lately?"

"I know that, but isn't it just a rumor?"

"Who can really say? It's a rumor, but when has such an outrageous rumor ever been spread before? If you ask me, there's a good chance it's true, but it's probably seven out of ten false and three out of ten true."

As they were chatting, a sharp gaze swept over. The guards who were leading people inside had obviously heard the warning they were being given.

The people who were gossiping immediately shut up, cold sweat running down their backs.

Damn it, how could I forget that the city lord’s personal guards are quite powerful? I should have waited until the people left before discussing it!

"Lord City Lord, the people have been brought here."

Harris followed the voice and saw two young men crossing the threshold, one in front and one behind. They had completely different temperaments, but it was obvious at a glance that both of them were quite capable.

He squeezed the feather pen in his hand, immediately put down the official business he had not yet finished, stood up and walked over.

"Welcome, both of you. I am Harris, the Lord of Lionheart City. I wonder which of you is Master Pharmacist Ning Si?"

He looked back and forth between the two of them, and actually already had the answer in his mind.

The two young men looked to be of similar age, but one was black and the other white. The former looked younger and more angular, while the latter was older but had a colder and harder temperament.

Harris was very familiar with this kind of people. He could tell at a glance that the man behind him must be a mercenary who had been struggling on the line between life and death for many years, and his strength might even be not inferior to his.

Although the younger one's eyes looked cold, he looked very clean in comparison.

This cleanliness does not refer to appearance or anything else, but to not having killed anyone.

It seems that this young man should be the pharmacist, because Harris can smell the scents of many different magical beasts from this young man.

Harris had already come to the conclusion that this should be the smell left by the magical materials needed to process the potion.

He thought to himself, and a hint of smile appeared on his face.

Lance, who was walking in front to block the wind for Song Ning, noticed it, and Song Ning, who was hiding behind to avoid the knife-like cold wind from Lionheart City, also noticed it.

Song Ning: Oo?

He became a foil?

Lance also turned around to look at him, and just as he was about to speak, Song Ning blinked at him quickly.

Lance's words of explanation were on the tip of his tongue, but he took them back.

Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief, then took half a step back, feeling relieved.

Anyway, he believed that Lance would negotiate. Now this dragon was more human than he was, so there shouldn't be any problem leaving this little matter to the dragon.

"Hello, City Lord Harris."

Lance took the initiative to step forward and extended his hand to Harris. A hint of "as expected" flashed across Harris's eyes, and he also extended his hand and shook hands with him in a friendly manner.

"Are you Pharmacist Nings? Welcome."

He probed Lance with a hint of scrutiny, and the latter allowed him to probe.