Chapter 117 Death of Gerstarn

"Then I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome. This little thing can't trouble me. Besides, this is what I should do."

After finishing the polite words, Sun Buli took out the slate and handed it to Gerstarn.

After Gerstahn checked it carefully, her face showed a trace of unnaturalness.

It wasn't that she saw that this dragon language magic could kill people, but that she simply couldn't understand it.

"Sorry! The words on it are a bit old, they seem to be written in dragon language. I am proficient in fire and arcane magic, so I don't recognize most of the words on it."

Gerstarn's expression was rather stiff, as she had done a lot of things just now.

"It doesn't matter, it's good to be able to recognize part of it. In fact, I can also recognize some dragon language, and the Dark Iron Dwarves have also translated some of it. Now with the ones you know, we are not far away from deciphering it.

Far away."

"But I don't even know a third of the characters!"

"That's one-third! It seems that we have hope of cracking it. The hope of all of us lies in you. You can't live up to the Marshal's expectations!"

"Then I'll try again."

The atmosphere in the box was still intense. Chidou, who was too drunk, had fallen asleep leaning on Huma's thick back. Luffy was fighting more and more fiercely, and half of the human officer opposite him had been knocked down by him.

The heavy punch guy has already started to hit the two female tauren girls. The girls are also playing more freely, swishing their tails, very excited.

Usobu has already talked about his master with the marshal, and the marshal has promised to recall Usobu's master, the Ebony Paladin, to Stormwind City and give him the title of Grand Knight after rescuing the king.

Sun Butang took advantage of the time to release the water and quickly wrote some dragon language on the slate that Gerstarn could not understand, and added annotations that of course would kill people, which he would definitely not write.

With these annotations written by Sun Butang, Gerstarn was able to pronounce more than 80% of the Dragon Language after an hour of study.

"There are still some capable people among these dark iron dwarves. If you hadn't brought out the information they have studied before, I think I would not be able to decipher these dragon languages ​​by myself."

Gerstarn began to regain her confidence again. She didn't even bother to drink anymore. People who study magic are just like dwarves who like blacksmithing. They all have a persistence.

Marshal Windsor was also attracted by the two of them. When he learned that Gerstarn was able to crack the stone slab, the marshal showed a happy smile on his face and praised Gerstarn.

After everyone had enjoyed themselves, Sun Buzu and Chongquan lifted up Luffy and Chidou, who were already sleeping, and returned to the room they had reserved.

Usobu accompanied the marshal to their room. Gerstarn followed the marshal, holding the slate in her hand. She was able to read all the dragon language magic on the slate, but there were still some

He stumbled and couldn't speak clearly.

Sun Butang handed the slate to her and told her that if she could recite the dragon language magic on it correctly and completely, then he could apply in front of the marshal to credit her with a great merit.

Gerstarn knows very well what kind of woman she was before, the Twilight Inquisitor! This title is not a good title for her now, and what she and her subordinates did is not honorable. In order to clear away the past

For those sins, she was even willing to pay with her life!

After settling the two sleeping brothers, and then kicking the coquettish heavy punch out of the room, Sun Bucang poured twice as much beer, sat on the desk and waited quietly.

He knew exactly what would happen tonight.

Marshal Windsor instigated the rebellion of the Twilight Organization's interrogator Gerstarn. This was originally a good thing, but during the days when the marshal was locked in the cell, Gerstarn had teased and seduced him more than once.

He, Sun Bucang didn't want others to know about this kind of thing.

Whether the marshal instigated the rebellion against Gerstarn because he was a human being, or because when he was imprisoned, the interrogator had no intention of torture him, or the marshal wanted to get out of his mouth.

Get some information.

None of this matters anymore, she must die tonight!

For the sake of the marshal's reputation and his life.

Some things must be done, and some people must die.

A long time passed, and Sun Buzu's patience was consuming little by little. There was a pile of empty wine bottles on the table, and his face became increasingly dull.

At this moment, a human female scream came from the next room.

Sun Bu Ting jumped up suddenly, surprise flashed across his face.

Success!

He quickly opened the door, then stood in the corridor and shouted loudly: "What's going on? What's going on, someone is here!"

As soon as his shouting stopped, Usobu rushed out of his room. Luffy and Chidou also came out of the room fully armed a step later. The last ones came out with heavy punches and their pants were halfway worn.

"Boss! Are you okay?"

Several people quickly surrounded Sun Butang. They looked Sun Butang up and down and asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine. The sound seems to have come from Marshal Windsor's room."

Sun Butang was surrounded by several people, and his face turned to the door of the marshal's room.

"Break the door!"

"yes!"

After a group of people broke open the door, they all entered the room with cheers.

Marshal Windsor stood in the room and looked at the pile of ashes on the ground. His face was expressionless and he just lowered his head in silence.

"marshal?"

Finding that there was no danger in the room, Usobu walked towards the marshal and asked softly.

"Why!"

Marshal Windsor let out a long breath. He looked back at everyone in the room with a sad face and said, "I'm fine!"

Sun Butang also walked over. He looked at the marshal and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? On this ground."

The marshal sighed again.

"Hey! This is Gerstarn."

After saying this, Marshal Windsor slowly knelt down and gently stretched out his hand to touch the pile of ashes on the ground.

"She must have been cursed by the Twilight Organization! She was a good person, and she was going to perform a magic spell on the stone slab to decipher the dragon language, but she didn't expect that as soon as she read a few words of dragon language, all over her body came out

It was covered in black flames and burned like this in less than three seconds."

In Marshal Windsor's mind, she still clearly remembered the cheerful look of Gerstarn jumping up and down in front of him a minute ago. She told herself that she had completely mastered all the dragon language on this stone slab.

.

Thinking of her proud and expectant look, Marshal Windsor let out another long sigh.

"Marshal, please express your condolences! We are all very sad that this happened."

Usobu also squatted down. He put his hands on the marshal's shoulders, trying to help him up.

"Don't help me, just let me stay like this. I want to be quiet for a while."

Seeing Marshal Windsor's sad expression, Sun Butang felt a little sad, but he soon felt relieved.

"Let's go and leave the marshal alone for a while."

After giving the order, everyone left the room.

Everyone else who came after hearing the sound crowded into the corridor. Sun Butang arranged for Usobu to guard the door of the marshal's room. Then he dispersed everyone and told everyone that there was just a small accident.

After they all left, Sun Bucang returned to his room.

There were several bottles of beer on the table in the room. Sun Buyitang picked up a bottle of ogre liquor with the highest alcohol content and drank it with a tilt of his head.

The matter was over, and Sun Bucang's tense nerves relaxed. After the alcohol hit the back of his neck, he walked to the bed and fell down in a daze.

Early the next morning, Usobu opened the door and called Sun Butang to wake up.

"Boss, the marshal has something to do with you."

"Okay, I understand, let him wait for a while, I'll wash my face and then go over."

Facing the mirror, Sun Butang rubbed his face vigorously, and then looked at himself in the mirror.

Not handsome!

"Marshal, do you have a problem with me?"

Marshal Windsor had put away yesterday's sadness. He sat at the table with a glass of warm water in his hand.

"You're here, come and take a look at this thing."

The marshal was referring to a scroll placed on the table.

Sun Butang walked to the table, reached out and picked up the scroll.

After careful observation, Sun Butang looked at the marshal and said, "This is a dragon language magic scroll. If I read it correctly, it is the key to breaking the black dragon's transformation."

"So Gerstarn succeeded?"

"Yes!"

"It'll be great if it succeeds! Her death will be considered worthy."

"I want to ask the Marshal one more thing."
To be continued...