After drinking several bottles of wine with Hood, Ask left the pub drunkenly and walked back slowly.
Although e-sports players shouldn't drink alcohol, there is no e-sports in this world anymore, so it doesn't matter if they drink a little.
He walked on the street, and the cool night wind made his head a little clearer.
By the way, that kid Hood has been here for less than a month, right
The seeding was successful and they got married quickly
Tsk tsk tsk, you wouldn’t have guessed he’s still such a strong little stud.
Ask was thinking, and suddenly a sense of danger flashed through his mind. He tilted his head like lightning and avoided the bullet that was shot at his temple.
In the alley on the left, a man was looking at him in disbelief, with smoke coming out of the pistol in his hand.
"What are you doing?" Ask asked, keeping his head tilted.
"I... I..." The man stammered, then suddenly screamed and pulled the trigger, "Long live the independence of Bohemia!"
Before he could finish his words, a flying knife had already pierced his throat, and as he fell to the ground, a flaming gun muzzle fired a series of bullets into the sky.
"Psycho." Ask shook his head and continued walking towards Weisbach Palace.
On the roof in the distance, Heinrich and Mayer were looking at his back.
"Did you see it clearly?" Heinrich asked.
"The 'Intuition' sequence or the 'Conspiracy' sequence can sense danger or malice in the outside world in advance." Meyer frowned and said, "His throwing knife technique is very accurate and his reaction is quite fast. He may also have the 'Grazing Shot' or 'Agility' sequence. It's a pity that we couldn't force him to use swordsmanship."
"Are you sure?" Heinrich asked.
"He must be a transcendent, sir." Meyer bowed slightly and said, "Unless the level difference is more than 10, no transcendent dares to say that he can defeat another transcendent, especially when the opponent's sequence is completely unknown."
"Yeah." Heinrich nodded, his expression grim.
Ask, who had no idea, or didn't care even if he knew, walked slowly into Weisbach Palace.
"Have you been drinking?" A blushing figure stood in the corridor, and Medea narrowed her eyes and looked at him.
"I drank a little." Ask said frankly.
"The things have been dealt with and handed over to Mi'er." Medea said expressionlessly.
The so-called thing is naturally the high-level extraordinary characteristic of "luck". Through spiritual ** dissolution and chromatography, the four extraordinary characteristics of "luck I" to "luck IV" are separated out.
With the extraordinary characteristic "Luck I" as the main material, the remaining auxiliary materials are low-level spiritual materials or industrial products. Medea quickly prepared a bottle of "Luck I" potion and gave it to Mier to take.
"Okay." Ask nodded slightly and burped.
"How many dishes are there? Why are you drinking so much?" Medea took his arm and helped him move forward.
"Did you know?" Ask pulled out the invitation from his pocket, "Hood got married."
"Oh." Medea took the invitation and frowned, "How old is that boy? Getting married?"
"It's said to be of marriageable age." Ask shook his head, feeling a little sleepy.