Gear up for the tavern.
Fankenuosi is a guy who doesn't talk about it, but he is very cautious when he really does it.
What he said before was nice, but when he walked to the door of the tavern, his steps slowed down. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then stretched out his hand to wipe his face to loosen the skin on his face. The whole person also tries to relax as much as possible.
In this way, he restrained his high-spirited aura just now, and looked like an ordinary guest who was about to leave the tavern.
Even so, he still stood at the door and was not in a hurry to go in. He first asked, "Where is he sitting? What does he look like?"
Hawkeye Alfan didn't dare to hide behind Morgan, and was careful not to be seen by the tavern. Hearing this, he whispered: "It's in the far left corner, that guy looks almost thirty years old, his body He is very strong, about 1.8 meters tall, with a steel sword at his waist, black hair, and his feet are on the table. When I left, he was eating fried green beans."
"Understood." Fankenos nodded, and he looked at the overcrowded tavern again, and couldn't help saying: "This guy is crazy, he even occupies a table by himself."
The words reached Alfan's heart: "That's right, I was going to teach him a lesson just because I didn't like it."
Mo Ya reminded: "Be careful, since he dares to do this, he must have good strength."
Morgan also said: "These days masters go everywhere, Fan Ke (called by acquaintances), don't kick the iron board."
Fan Kenos was still full of confidence: "Don't worry, how could a real master come to this kind of tavern? Besides, I just got promoted to level 9, and I'm only one level away from being a legend. Is it possible that there can still be a legend in it?" By?"
What he said made sense, neither Moya nor Morgan could say anything to refute.
Fankenos straightened his clothes, held his chest high, and strode towards the inside of the tavern, taking one step, two steps, and three steps. When he got inside, he pretended to glance to the left inadvertently.
With just one glance, Fan Kenos' legs went limp, he staggered, and almost fell to the ground.
He immediately stood up straight, without saying a word, turned around and walked out of the tavern. When he passed by Mo Ya, he continued to walk without saying a word.
Alfan was surprised, and chased after him and asked, "Fan Kenos, what's going on with you? Didn't you just say that you've been promoted to level 9?"
Mo Ya also found it strange, and chased after her and asked, "Fan Ke, you took the wrong medicine."
The magician Morgan was very interested in what Fankenos saw. He walked into the tavern and took a look. After seeing this, he also felt his feet go limp, then turned around and walked out of the tavern quickly.
However, when he chased after Fan Kenus, he had a puzzled expression on his face. He looked at Fan Kenus and asked, "Fan Ke, could we have misread it? It feels a little different."
After what he said, Fankenos also showed a trace of confusion on his face. He just saw a black-haired young man, who looked exactly like Alfan said, half lying on a chair, with his legs on his feet. Fried green beans served on the table.
Just now, his first feeling was that it was Lord Field, but now that he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was a little different. Besides, Lord Field should be in Field recently. Why did he come here to pretend to be a mercenary
"Maybe I misunderstood it." Fan Kenos touched his head, very uncertain.
Mo Ya listened to the riddle for a while, and was speechless: "What are you two talking about? Why can't I understand? Who is in it?"
Hawkeye Alfan was also puzzled: "I said, who the hell is that guy, who scared the crap out of you, a level 9 master?"
Fan Kennuo was immediately unhappy: "Don't talk about me, if you know his identity, you must faint from fright."
Moya became more and more strange when she heard that, she turned around and walked back to the tavern. She wanted to see for herself what was inside, and she actually scared Fankenuos into such a ghostly state.
Before entering the tavern, Moya put on her hood first, and then walked slowly into the tavern. After walking a few steps, she took the opportunity to walk around a table and glanced to the left.
Seeing this, she frowned.
The young man in front of him was lying on a chair, squinting his eyes and resting. Looking at him, he looked like a ruffian, his hair was still messy, his body was covered in dust, and the leather armor on his body was still cracked. This was a completely ordinary man. Mercenaries.
After watching for a few seconds, Moya didn't notice anything special. She walked out of the tavern full of doubts, and said to her three companions, "Who do you think he is?"
Fankenos glanced at Morgan, and seeing that the other party didn't mean anything, he said, "Don't you think he looks a bit like Lord Field?"
"Lord Field?" Moya shook her head: "Does it look like that? Maybe. I saw him from a distance at first, but I couldn't recognize him. But, you must have misjudged him. How could such a great lord be capable?" Stay here and hang out?"
This makes sense.
Fankenos and Morgan became more and more sure that they were wrong.
Alfan's heart was beating wildly when he heard it, but he insisted: "You guys are talking nonsense. Lord Field is a magician, and that ruffian is a ranger. He still holds a sword. It's the same. ?"
Moya turned her head and looked at him: "You don't know that. Lord Field is also extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and he usually carries a sword."
One sentence scared Alpha a lot, he subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and looked at Fankenos: "Why don't you go and have a look again to make sure?"
Needless to say, Fankenos had already walked towards the tavern. After entering the tavern, he took a good look at it, and then he came out and spread his hands: "I was shocked, it should be just a look, he The power aura on his body is not like that."
Alfan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked back, "Then why don't you teach him a lesson?"
"This... I think it's better to forget about it." After this experience, Fankenos was a little uneasy. The black-haired young man looked so comfortable that he was afraid that something would go wrong.
"Tch~ coward!" Alfan sneered.
"Hmph~ Just go, you're just a mercenary, at worst I'll be beaten up by him."
Fankenos strode back to the tavern, and under the gaze of all the mercenaries, he strode up to Link, pulled out his dagger, and stuck it on the table next to Link's legs with a 'do': "Dude, you It looks crazy, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of my friend!"
Seeing Fan Kenos' performance, Link couldn't help but smile.
He had seen the whole process just now, and he had been holding back a smile in his heart, but now seeing the thief coming over with courage and acting arrogant, he couldn't hold it back anymore.
Stretching out his hand, he flicked the dagger on the table lightly with his fingers, making a 'ding ding ding' sound, the sound was very crisp, and it sounded like everything was normal to the people in the distance.
But Fankenos' complexion changed little by little, and he felt the very subtle power fluctuations emanating from this finger.
Obscure, deep, and full of indescribable oppressive power, this kind of power can only be possessed by one person in this world.
"Why didn't he do it?" Alfan asked strangely while hiding by the door.
Mo Ya swallowed her saliva, and said softly: "He dare not do anything."
Morgan saw sweat on his forehead: "Hawkeye, you have met a big man this time. Really, I really didn't expect to meet him here."
"What do you mean?" Alfan felt his hands trembling a little.
On the other side, Link withdrew his finger and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly come to the south again?"
"There is a historic site here. Then there is the king's reward, and I can earn some extra money by the way." Fankenos was honest and like a sheep, but he had already cursed Alfan hundreds of times in his heart. This unlucky ghost, Fortunately, he still wants to avenge him, so I'm losing my lord.
Link thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Your strength is pretty good now. Ailette is also in the mission, and he is also investigating the robbers. Why don't you all help?"
He originally wanted to make friends with Alfan, but now that Fankenos is here, it would be even better.
Ellette is still a little inexperienced. Link is afraid that something will happen to him, and with several experienced adventurers like Fankenos following him, with Ellette's intelligence, he will definitely be able to learn quickly.
"Yes, yes, but... this... a bounty?" Fankenos said bravely. He came to 'teach' Link this time, and he was a little unreasonable.
"The bounty is in your dagger."
Link leaned back in the chair again, and said softly, "You don't want to tell me about me. I'm going to stay here for a while to investigate some things... You can go now, Ellette should be in the Academy of Magic now."
"Oh~ oh~ okay, I understand, I'm going." Fankenos pulled up the dagger on the table, before he had time to check it, he hurriedly turned around and left the tavern.
It wasn't until he was outside the tavern that he took a long breath and said to Morgan, "Come on, let's go to Glint Academy of Magic."
Of course Morgan and Moya had nothing to say, and followed behind Fankenos without saying a word, while Alfan hesitated.
Fankenos saw him and greeted him, "What are you doing in a daze? Come on, I'll give you your bounty, how about 1,000 gold coins?"
Alfan followed up. He felt that his feet were as soft as noodles, but he still had the last trace of uncertainty in his heart, so he asked, "Is that really that person just now?"
"Yes, you should be glad that you are still alive." Fan Kenus deliberately scared him.
Alfan felt a little unsteady, so he hurriedly helped Morgan beside him so that he didn't fall down: "I'm really unlucky today."
Legend has it that Lord Field has the power to destroy the world. He destroyed the dark army by himself. Those terrifying demons are as docile as sheep to be slaughtered in front of him, and he just punched such a person... Could he secretly cast some fatal curse on him? Will he die suddenly? Will his soul be destroyed by torture
All kinds of thoughts popped up in his mind, and he was in a trance. He felt that he must be under some terrible curse.
Fankenos saw his state and spread his hands: "Okay, Alfan, don't scare yourself. Let me tell you, you are lucky, the lord appreciates you. Moreover, if he really wants to kill you , You won’t use any dirty tricks at all, you have no hair left now, and then the king of the Nanyue Kingdom will immediately follow behind the lord and make up ten unpardonable crimes for you, so that you will never stand up again. "
Alfan's spirit was lifted when he heard it, and a gleam of joy surged in his heart: "Really, does he really appreciate me?"
A mercenary like him may not look very good in the mercenary world, but in the eyes of a real lord, he is nothing. But now that there is such a legendary figure admiring him, he feels that he is about to develop.
Seeing him like this, Fankenos didn't even bother to tell him. Moya couldn't stand it anymore, and continued: "The lord is a magnanimous person, and he doesn't care about such trivial matters, understand?"
"Understood." Alfan took a long breath and asked, "Where are we going now?"
"To complete the task of the lord." Fankenos said, he was looking at the dagger in his hand, this dagger was originally an epic quality weapon, but now, there is an extra layer of crystal red crystal-like things around the dagger .
He took the dagger and knocked the spare death dagger, and the death dagger was immediately cut.
"Good stuff, it's worth it."
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Glint School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Ailette had already encountered difficulties within an hour after arriving here.
After he came to the Magic Academy, the king of Nanyue Kingdom knew about it very quickly, and rushed over to receive him in person. There were a lot of people receiving them, including queens, princes, and princesses. There were more than 20 of them, all of whom were prominent figures in the Nanyue Kingdom.
The king was very enthusiastic, but Elette always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, which was very strange.