After learning about the situation at White Rock Tower Academy, Richard asked about Gro's recent situation. We chatted for a long time, and it was evening in a blink of an eye.
Richard and Grot left the White Stone Tower Academy and walked into the "Salt and Fire" pub that they often went to before. They found a seat in the corner and sat down, eating and talking.
Slowly, Richard learned about Gro's situation.
I have to say that Gro is working really hard. Although his talent is very low, he has been making up lessons since he came to White Rock Tower Academy. So far, he has completed the three life reshapings of "meditation", "opening up the source of law" and "smelting" with great difficulty, and can be regarded as a qualified first-level apprentice.
After hearing what Gro said, Richard took a breath and said to Gro: "It is indeed not easy for you, but you still did a good job and lived up to your original choice. How are you? Are there any difficulties? If so, , I can help you."
"Sir Richard, no need, I'm fine now." After hearing this, Gro said with a smile and shook his head. The next moment he glanced at Richard's fingers on the table.
"Click, click, click, click, click, click..."
Under the influence of ear worms, Richard was tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.
Richard realized something, stopped his finger movements in time, and explained to Gro: "I have been recalling a certain piece of music I heard before, so I unconsciously tapped it."
"Um, is that so?" Gro said, and was about to continue saying something when a sudden disturbance occurred in the tavern, interrupting him.
The commotion started at a table.
Originally, the table was full of people, chatting happily and happily. For some reason, someone suddenly changed his expression, roared angrily, and started fighting with the person sitting next to him.
The rest of the people sitting around the table were instantly divided into two groups, and they all pulled out their weapons to fight. There was a constant "bang bang" sound of weapons clashing. From time to time, weapons were knocked away, and one of the daggers was shot straight towards Gro. .
Richard wanted to help Gro dodge, but Gro had anticipated it, turned his head and hid, looked at the people fighting in the distance, and said angrily: "Damn it, it's them again."
"Why, are you familiar with them?" Richard asked.
Gro raised his eyebrows and reminded Richard: "Sir Richard, you have forgotten that before you and I came to this tavern to eat, we met that fat man named Alex. That time you were looking for a house to move out. . These people had a fight in the tavern that time. The fight was very fierce and weapons were flying everywhere. You... in order to make me avoid the weapons, you pushed my face into the broth bowl several times. "
Richard shrugged, naturally he would not forget this kind of thing, but he was a little surprised that Gro remembered it so clearly. It seems that Gro's head should not have been pressed into the broth bowl in the first place, although it was to help the opponent avoid the flying weapons...
Gro continued: "At first, this group of people fought more and more fiercely. In the end, they even killed people and scared away most of the guests, but we did not run away. When they saw it, they were very dissatisfied and came over to threaten us. Then You took out the nameplate of the blood auditor at White Rock Tower and scared the other party away.
I also asked you at that time whether the White Rock Tower Academy Auditor's brand was so effective. You said, 'It's effective for freeloaders who rely on their acting skills, but not for desperadoes.' I didn't understand. Later, I came to the Salt and Fire Tavern alone several times, and encountered them fighting and killing people in the same way. Then I realized that they were all faking it. "
"It's true," Richard nodded, "But at least he's pretending well, isn't he?"
It was indeed a good show. Richard subconsciously knocked on the table again while watching the other party's performance with great interest.
"Click, click, click, click, click, click..."
"Ah! Go to hell!"
"You should be the one to die!"
The group of people fighting were screaming and slashing with all their might, and it was impossible to tell that they were fake. The guests in the tavern were so frightened that they shrank in their seats and did not dare to move, for fear of being poisoned.
In the middle of the tavern, there is a high platform, and on the high platform sits a woman in her thirties who plays and sings. She was specially invited by the owner of the tavern to add some features to the tavern. At this time, the woman was on the stage, looking at a group of people, extremely panicked, not knowing what to do.
She had seen people fighting several times, and she vaguely felt that the other person was pretending, but seeing the ferocity of the other person's fight, she didn't dare to reveal it, or even make any abnormal moves. The high platform she was on was at the core of the entire battle, surrounded by fighters. Once the opponent was angered, a dozen weapons might fly over.
Thinking of this, the singing woman forced herself to calm down, plucked the harp on her chest, and tried to sing softly with a gentle, relaxing rhythm, hoping to appease the people who were fighting.
The fight continues...
Richard's fingers continued...
"You die, Mu Duo!" the fighting men shouted.
"Weeping, Guni Spirit Dance..." The woman played and sang in the ancient language.
"Pap, tap tap tap..." Richard tapped his fingers.
Ke, Guoli Linggu... At this moment, the words in the books of the Black Spirit Empire suddenly popped out one by one without any warning.
"I'm going to kill you, Domus!" the fighter continued to shout.
"Ji, Heng'er Yingyu..." The woman continued to hum in the ancient language.
"Tap, tap, tap, tap..." Richard continued to tap with his fingers.
Du, Li Ermengwu... The words on the books of the Black Spirit Empire continued to pop up uncontrollably.
"Click, click!" Richard suddenly realized what he was talking about. He stopped his fingers and looked directly at the woman on the high platform with his eyes wide open.
The people fighting ignored Richard's situation and just entered the climax of the performance according to the established script. One person held a dagger and stabbed the other person hard into the body.
"Ah!" The person who was stabbed shouted, twitched and fell to the ground, blood flowed out in large quantities, and finally lay motionless on the ground.
The person who killed people with a dagger was a bald man. While slowly pulling out the dagger from the corpse, he glanced at the people around him and shouted: "Get out of here!"
"Swipe!" All of a sudden, the guests who were huddled in their seats ran away like mice. Of course, Richard and Grot didn't move.
"Huh?" The bald man turned his head and looked at Richard and Gro, his brows furrowed as if he was remembering something. But he frowned for a long time and recalled the failure. He didn't think of anything. He strode closer and waved the blood-stained dagger in the air, almost grazing the tip of Richard's nose: "Boy, do you want to die? Didn't you listen?" Is it time for me to tell you to get lost? Why are you staring so big, do you think I will be afraid of you?! I'm warning you...ah!"
Before the bald man finished speaking, he let out a scream. His lower abdomen seemed to have been hit by an elephant. His body bent like a prawn, flew backwards at high speed, and fell hard to the ground.
The people who were with the bald man obviously didn't expect this to happen. They were stunned at first, and then several stronger people rushed up with shouts, waving their weapons to make Richard look good.
Richard narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Go to hell!"
The person who rushed forward was already close, shouting loudly, spitting from his mouth, with a ferocious expression, looking very vicious.
Richard's eyes narrowed to a slit, and he took action the next moment.