Originally, this tavern was very noisy, but because of the presence of two big figures, whether it was the mercenaries or the majority of idlers, their voices became much softer.
Several bartenders hesitated. Looking at their dirty clothes, they were hesitating whether to go up, but they were soon relieved, because the mage-looking nobleman used a scroll to make a translucent magic shield. This attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.
It's like two wolves broke into the sheepfold, but the two wolves immediately locked themselves up again, and the other sheep would naturally feel much more at ease.
Zooey looked at the slippery table with some distaste. He finally suppressed the feeling of vomiting, pretending to be calm and said, "Your Excellency, I don't know if it's an illusion, but you seem to...see me very well?"
In contrast, Beta seemed much more at ease: "It doesn't seem to be, but it is indeed... a great swordsman, worthy of my investment to a certain extent."
Zoe said: "But I feel that you didn't seem to care so much before."
"Because you were not a great swordsman before." Beta said slowly: "The gold coin sacrifice ceremony will indeed make you a professional, but I'm not sure which one it is. , choose one at random. Being able to become a great swordsman shows that you are very talented and...excellent luck."
Zoe smiled: "Just because of luck, you increased your expectations and investment in me?"
"Luck is very important." Old Beta smiled divinely: "The great figures in history all achieved great things because they had luck. Luck, when it is strong to a certain extent, is called fate. I think you are lucky. After all, the profession of great swordsman is really not accessible to ordinary people."
Zoe laughed at herself and said, "If my luck is really good, I won't be driven here."
"But if you are not driven here, how can you become a great swordsman?" Beta really looked like a magic stick at this time: "Fate is really amazing, and it will happen in ways you never expected. To help you get on the path you should be on."
In fact, Beta doesn't believe in fate, he even dislikes it, especially after learning about Emma, he despises fate from the bottom of his heart.
But that doesn't mean that he won't use such mysterious things to fool people.
If you want to achieve great things, you must first learn to fool.
Zooey thought for a while, and felt that Beta made sense. If he hadn't been exiled here, how could he become a great swordsman. He clenched his fist lightly, unlike the weakness he was a few hours ago, now he can obviously feel a strange force flowing in his body.
There are many mercenaries around with giant swords. As long as he sees these swords, he has a kind feeling, and even knows how to use them and how to wield them.
This is a professional... Zoe feels that the whole world is different. Thinking about the past, he thought that his elder brother was invincible, but now... he feels that he can kill his elder brother at any time as long as he wants.
"So, how do you invest in me." Zoe asked, "What price do I have to pay?"
"This is the teaching of our Woking theology." Beta put a handwritten book on the stage: "You can read it when you go back. When you decide to become a believer in Woking, even if you are a shallow believer, you can come to Find me. I can ask Goddess Volking to raise your level directly to the elite level. And without charging you a gold coin."
Zoe was stunned for a while, then asked: "With my current strength, how many gold coins do I need to upgrade to the elite level?"
"2,400 gold coins." Beta said the exact number directly: "I don't think your family's liquidity should be so much."
Even Zoe's family couldn't get the 2,400 gold coins. Most of the nobles couldn't get it out, let alone Zoe, the exiled second son of a nobleman.
He took a light breath: "So expensive?"
"So, why are there so few professionals." Beta shook his finger: "Besides, at least 60% of the professionals will grow old if they can't even reach the elite class."
"So what class are you?" Zoe asked, looking at Beta.
"Master level." Beta replied.
"How far is the difference between me and you now?" Zooey asked with burning eyes.
"I can hit ten of you like this!" Beta smiled. In fact, he still said that he was only a third-level great swordsman. When he chops, it is similar to cutting cabbage. As long as he has enough physical strength, he can kill as many as he wants.
Zoe was a little dissatisfied: "The gap is so obvious? Then wait until I reach the elite level."
"Barely able to hit two." Beta was still fooling around. In fact, it is no problem for him to fight about ten elite swordsmen.
Zoe became more and more dissatisfied: "I can't beat you at the two elite levels, and you still say that the great swordsman is very powerful?"
Beta smiled: "What do you think the master level is? The gap of one stage, the distance of five strengths, two great swordsmen who have just entered the elite stage can beat a master-level spellcaster, which is already very powerful. Other professions , Five may not be able to win. Great swordsman is recognized as a strong profession, and you are still not satisfied?"
Zoe didn't know much about professionals. When he saw Beta, he was mocking and half explaining. He knew that he had said something idiotic, so of course he smiled awkwardly.
Then his mood became hot, and when Beta saw this, he knew that the heat was almost ready. He pointed at the mercenaries outside and smiled: "You can actually compete with them. None of the people here are your opponents. Of course, one-on-one is really meaningless. You can play one-on-five, see Can you overturn them with your bare hands?"
Zooey said a little unconfidently: "It's not so exaggerated."
The mercenaries in the tavern were all muscular men, and they all looked fierce. Zooey felt that it would be difficult for her to deal with one, let alone five.
"If you can't win, it means you don't have the ability. Or you don't have the talent to fight. There are some people who are really like this. They obviously have abilities, but they can't use them at critical moments because of cowardice, timidity and other reasons. This kind of People, no matter what you do, it is not easy to succeed." Beta said naturally: "So, if you lose, I will not invest in you again."
Zoe looked at Beta for a while, then smiled and said, "This is the test for me... Let me tell you, it would be weird if you favored me and invested in me just because I became a great swordsman." .It is impossible for any nobleman to do such an unsure business. Okay, since you think I can deal with five, then I will try."
Beta removed the sound barrier and made a gesture of 'please'.
In fact, Beta has a lot of confidence in Zoe. First of all, all the mercenaries present are lv1, the highest is lv2, and there are only three of them. This also shows that these people have not experienced many real battles at all. In an unarmed battle, even five people cannot completely suppress a lv3 great swordsman.
As long as Zoe can fight steadily, let alone five professionals who are lower than her level, even ten will have no problem... Great swordsman, a bug profession, is so domineering.
Zoe walked to the counter and slapped the greasy and blackened counter heavily. After everyone's attention was focused, he put down the two gold coins and said arrogantly: "I'm not targeting anyone, I just want to say, All of you here are rubbish."
Looking at the high-spirited Zoe, the mercenaries were all angry, but they dared not speak out. After all, what they were facing was a nobleman, and beside him was a nobleman who looked like a spellcaster. rise.
"I know you're not convinced, but it doesn't matter. Let's compete. You choose five people at random, and everyone fights with bare hands. As long as you win against me, these two gold coins will be yours."
Zoe patted on the counter again, this time, the gold coin's golden light immediately attracted everyone's attention.
One gold coin is already a lot of money for these mercenaries. Even if five people share it equally, each person can get forty silver coins. This is the reward for several low-level missions, and there is no danger . Unarmed, at most being beaten into a pig's head, how can there be any danger.
"I'm coming!" Soon the first strong man stood up.
Then several people stood up, but they threatened each other with their eyes, and then only five people who seemed to be the strongest stood on the scene.
Then other people moved the tables and chairs away, leaving a large open space in the middle.
Zooey laughed and walked in, and the other five walked to the opposite side.
What happened next was just as Beta expected. Zoe looked a little embarrassed at first, but after more than ten seconds, amidst the crazy roar of everyone in the tavern, he began to beat the opponent to the ground, and It is completely head-to-head mode. As for himself, there was nothing wrong with him, at most there was a slight bruise around his eyes.
The great swordsman comes with the specialty of "tough physique" as soon as he takes office, and has good resistance to physical and elemental damage. It is difficult to cause damage to him with weapons, let alone bare hands.
Zoe looked at the five mercenaries who fell in front of her eyes, and laughed loudly: "Although you lost, who told me to be happy now, these two gold coins are also yours. In addition, I will pay for the drinks of everyone present. gone."
After speaking, Zooey proudly patted a gold coin on the counter.
The entire tavern immediately burst into applause, and many people shouted that they had changed their views on noble gentlemen.
Beta watched from the side and also smiled. He knew that Zoe was hooked, and the plan was half successful. The next step is to turn him into a fanatic of the goddess Woking.
Of course, this matter requires the cooperation of the goddess, and I have to go to the Kingdom of God to meet her later. 8)