Merchant From Earth in the Magical World

Yan Xing rode his horse forward a few steps, and the armsmen in front automatically dispersed. They had all just witnessed the power of Yan Xing's magic and were convinced the assassin no longer possessed the ability to threaten him.

The horse stopped in front of the elf.

The dying elf stubbornly raised her head to meet Yan Xing's gaze, blood pooling on the ground beneath her.

Yan Xing asked the elf assassin, "Why did you want to kill me?"

The elf assassin smiled faintly. "You are a human, I am an elf. Do I need a reason to kill you?"

The assassin's tone was light, but one could feel the deep hatred within it.

Yan Xing could understand, yet he couldn't fully grasp the depth of it.

Looking at the expressions of the human warriors around, there was not a trace of pity.

Yan Xing continued to ask, "Did you kill Priest Temple?"

The elf assassin knew she was bound to die today and took all the responsibility. "I killed him..."

At that moment, the elf was extremely weak. Her face was pale, and no more blood flowed from her wound.

Yan Xing had gotten the answer he wanted and did not ask further. Instead, he said to Olaf, "Give her a piece of candy."

"Yes, Master!"

Olaf walked up to the elf, unwrapped a milk candy, and put it into her mouth, saying, "Master Yan Xing is generous and merciful."

"So sweet... It's really good." The elf assassin lowered her head, mumbling, "The day you entered the city, I tasted the candy you distributed. I never forgot its taste. I didn't expect to eat it again before I died..."

The elf fell silent; she had died just like that.

A teardrop fell to the ground.

Yan Xing lit a cigarette for himself and took a deep drag. Then he said to the knight holding the elf, "Take her back to the Lord's Mansion. Then send someone to the Temple to notify Grand Priest Lancelot: Master Yan Xing keeps his word! He said he would catch the assassin who killed Priest Temple, and he did. The case is closed! If something like this happens again at the Temple in the future, he can still come to me. Not a word needs to be changed... tell him exactly what I said. Dismissed!"

「Three days ago.」

Priest Temple, representing the Central Divine Temple, was assassinated, causing all the nobles of Nuta City to gather in the city's Temple. At that time, not a single person dared to step forward to take on the case. Knight Yan Xing from Thunderous Swamp, however, had casually accepted the case.

At the time, everyone thought Count Theodore had pushed Knight Yan Xing forward to take the fall. They believed he had no ability to investigate; it was estimated that the number of people he knew in Nuta City could be counted on ten fingers. If the assassin was not found, they would continue lurking in the city, watching every noble from the shadows. Thus, the prominent figures of Nuta City lived in terror, afraid to step outside.

However, they never expected Knight Yan Xing to actually find the assassin, and in only three days. The assassin was an elf, who admitted on the spot to killing Priest Temple. The evidence was conclusive; the case was ironclad.

Knight Yan Xing had upheld his family's creed.

He kept his word!

Instantly, Yan Xing's reputation soared within Nuta City. The mysterious aura associated with him, said to be a blessing from Thunderous Swamp, became the subject of legends. The tale of Knight Yan Xing feigning weakness to lure the assassin, then using the mystical power of Thunderous Swamp to find and slay her, was already being sung by bards in taverns. Stories of Knight Yan Xing and Ice Jade Porcelain also spread along the roads from Nuta City to Storm City.

With Priest Temple's assassination case solved, the socialites of Nuta City became active once more.

On the evening of the Ice Jade Porcelain dinnerware auction, all the nobility and wealthy merchants of Nuta City gathered at the Lord's Mansion, invitations in hand.

So many visitors made Count Theodore extremely happy. He had the Lord's Mansion's mages launch magical fireworks into the sky, adding to the festivity of this rare occasion. This was indeed an uncommon spectacle in Nuta City. Ordinarily, it was unlikely for so many of Nuta City's nobles to gather, let alone the numerous others who had come drawn by the fame of Ice Jade Porcelain.

Also present was Lady Karol, representing the Silver Mane Duke. And then there was Priest Temple... Though he had passed away, he could still watch over this place from heaven.

"Priest Temple is with us."

After paying tribute to the late Priest Temple, the nobles raised their glasses and drank merrily in his honor.

The young ladies from noble families arrived in their finest attire, adorned with heavy makeup, presenting themselves in the most eye-catching manner. The young, unmarried gentlemen of noble families also put their best foot forward, hoping to win Miss Hibel's favor.

When the orchestra began to play dance music, young men and women took each other's hands and stepped onto the dance floor. Everyone drank and danced together...

Meanwhile, in the main dining room of the Lord's Mansion, an exclusive banquet was in full swing.

Count Theodore sat at the head of the long dining table, a beaming smile on his face. He was dressed in his most formal earl's attire, complete with an earl's coronet. His large beard was neatly trimmed, as if he were attending a banquet hosted by royalty.

In front of him on the dining table lay a porcelain dinner plate. It was called Ice Jade Porcelain.

It was flawlessly white. Under the glow of the magic lamps, it reflected a soft light, making it appear even more sacred. The Ice Jade Porcelain plate featured cyan patterns, not painted on but integral to the dinnerware itself. This design prevented the white from appearing monotonous, adding an air of nobility and refinement.

Count Theodore felt extremely content at this moment. An Ice Jade Porcelain plate lay before every guest at the table. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the plates, their expressions filled with shock. If not for dining etiquette, they would surely have picked up the plates for a closer look.

Seeing his guests' reactions, and recalling his own when he first saw these Ice Jade Porcelain plates, made Count Theodore smile even more broadly.

Waiters served the dishes for the banquet. Since they only had Ice Jade Porcelain plates, all the serving utensils were made of gold. Yan Xing had mentioned that Thunderous Swamp would attempt to produce more varieties of Ice Jade Porcelain dinnerware in the future. Count Theodore was filled with anticipation for the future of his own dining table.

Count Theodore raised his golden wine cup to his guests and said, "Let us first pay our respects to Priest Temple... The assassin has been executed. May he rest in peace in heaven. To my god..."

"To my god..."

The dignitaries drank their wine in unison.

The servants standing behind them, upon a signal, took food from the serving dishes and carefully placed it onto the Ice Jade Porcelain plates, anxious not to damage such precious dinnerware. The dignitaries also hesitated with their knives and forks, unsure if the metal cutlery would damage the plates.

Just then, a clinking sound drew the dignitaries' attention. Yan Xing was cutting the roast on his plate. His dining knife, while slicing through the meat, also scraped against the plate beneath. Noticing the guests' gazes, Yan Xing put a piece of meat into his mouth, then tapped the edge of his plate with his knife, producing a clear, crisp sound.

"Since it's dinnerware, of course it won't be so fragile," he said. "Please, everyone, enjoy the wonderful sensation of dining with Ice Jade Porcelain. You'll surely love the sound of your knives touching them."