"In these years, every day has changed, I really can't understand. Yesterday I heard that the Principality of Sala is going to war again, and the price of food is going to skyrocket. Today I heard that the Druids have invented a new crop, and the price has plummeted. I sent Carlo to Linzhen to pull a truckload of grain, and sold it directly before it could be put into the warehouse."
Behind the bar, Father Patton was wiping the dishes while complaining that the world was changing so fast that a retired veteran like himself could no longer understand it.
It was already night, the rain was pouring outside, and the rain hit the wooden windows and the roof, and the heavy rain swayed the wine barrel sign of the bar. Bards are chanting new epics of war in remote areas, and adventurers are listening.
This bad weather not only made them have no plans to go out, but also had no interest in making loud noises like before. Heating by the fire and playing kunte while listening to music was already the most luxurious enjoyment.
"Ha, old Barton, I'm not talking about you, you can't afford that machine that makes a sound when you shake it. Now magic lights are sold everywhere, even if you only need two energy coins a month, why are you still using them? A kerosene lamp that consumes oil and doesn't light. Is your coffin still a few more short of this? Or, are you planning to cheap Katerina's future husband?"
Even though Katerina is the bar girl in this bar, she is also the righteous daughter of the boss who treats her as a baby, which is the fuse.
If other people said this in front of Old Barton, he would have taught the other party that the old dog still has two teeth with practical actions.
At this time, the one who was joking carelessly was an old mercenary with gray eyebrows. The silver emblem was engraved with flying wings. This is the emblem of the silver emblem mercenary. The chance to get it is also the proof of the ace mercenary. In such a small town, it is obviously inferior.
The expensive magic spear is leaning against the bar, and the latest "Explorer X4" Brave Bracer is on his arm toasting and drinking, and there are several latest miniature energy buckets around his waist. This is Anton. The standard configuration of Winston, the strongest mercenary in town, and the reason why he was able to joke with Old Barton like this without being thrown out by the grumpy old soldier is that the two used to be partners in a mercenary group.
"Hmph, I just see that some engineers and mages are not reliable. Can their things be trusted? Especially goblins!"
"Hey, hey, you don't know it. Do you still remember the time when you were trapped by the goblin engineer? The other party sold you that, that..."
"Mechanical alarm clock!"
"By the way! By the way, it's the mechanical clock, um, I still remember that name is very auspicious, what is it called?"
"Safety... Bea Brothers' safety alarm clock."
Old Barton said these names word by word, and still remembered the name of the producer, obviously resentful... The memory is very deep.
"Pfft, I remembered again. That day, the alarm clock went off for almost half an hour, and we were all in trouble. You were still holding your pillow and drooling, saying 'let me sleep for another five minutes', and then... poof."
Looking at Boss Patton's pale face, and seeing the red-haired waitress overhearing by wiping the table, considering that this bar is the only shop in the town that supplies dwarf spirits, old Winston decided to keep it for the old man. Have a little face.
"Crack."
Well, the bald old man crushed the plate himself, obviously he remembered what happened later that morning, the strength in his hands was out of control, and old Winston laughed directly on the table.
When the alarm clock came to the back, it gave a warning. It was a hoarse and harsh recording. Old Barton still remembered clearly the sharp voice that decided to belong to the goblin.
"Well, you don't want to wake up, you actually look down on the security alarm clock, the goblin product of the Bea brothers, this alarm clock is angry, this alarm clock is about to explode! Fifty, forty-nine..."
The fifty-second countdown is enough for the confused veterans. Considering the reputation of goblins, it is definitely more than one pit to blow up a pit. It is only possible to blow up a dozen pits or simply a canyon pit father. Legend has it that the old soldier got up without hesitation, pressed the alarm stop button, and…
"...four two, four one..."
Obviously, the stop button of the alarm bomb is not this one, and after Old Barton rummaged through the alarm clock, he still couldn't find a second button that could be pressed.
"… three two… "
Then, in desperation, Barton could only threw out the "bad thing for a month's salary" that was about to turn into a bomb. As a result, the countdown was over, and what he waited for was not an explosion, but another piece of music recording.
"Ha, are you fooled, you finally woke up. Don't listen to those rumors, our safety card is solid and reliable, and we have long stopped making bombs."
Well, if this is the end of the matter, I don't have to sleep anymore. Maybe Old Barton will appreciate each other's sense of humor. The alarm clock does work.
When he just got back the alarm clock, he found that the alarm clock had been smashed by a small hole, and the hidden mechanism had been activated again.
"Ha, how dare you spy on Brother Bea's business secrets, and taste the wrath of goblins!"
Barton still remembered that the high scream was full of naked malice, and the wings of doom had covered the top of his head.
"Boom!"
Well, there is no need to describe this familiar plot. The explosion is not very powerful, and Old Barton is not that fragile, but because the source of the explosion is in front of us, the last few hairs and eyebrows of poor Old Barton dissipated in the explosion.
Then he was angry and ran to question the "green miser without professional ethics", but the goblin contract expert received him politely, and then "talked to him cordially and friendly".
As a result, he was first confused by a large number of hidden exemption contracts in the sales contract, and inexplicably compensated some "liquidated damages" and "fines for spying on commercial secrets", and finally came back and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he came to the door, but again I was inexplicably fooled and bought a lot of hair growth products.
"Pfft, don't say, your hair growth products are really effective."
"Crack."
This is the second time that Father Patton has broken a plate. He is already thinking about whether to settle accounts with the old man. At least that time when he woke up the next day and turned into a hairy ball, the old bastard was so happy. , and also pulled his companions to see the long-haired orangutan.
Well, it's no wonder that Barton hates goblin products so much. Back then, he bought a new gadget, but he didn't lose any money. He was tossed a lot. His hair did grow, but it was too scary. The permanent hair loss agent... It's like being stepped into a hole continuously.
His "Stone Hammer" finally retired early. It is not known whether he is really old and frail as he said, or he can't stand the ridicule of his brothers and the strange eyes of others. After all, not everyone can be as clean as an egg. His face remained calm, and every time the person in front of him burst out with inexplicable laughter, his old face couldn't stay any longer.
"By the way, did the permanent hair remover fail? How did your eyebrows grow? Pfft. No, fake eyebrows, isn't that goblin again? Don't you hate goblins so much, man?"
"Boom!"
Well, this time the old man took out the warhammer that was placed under the bar, brandishing the silver gleaming weapon, and chasing the undisguised silver emblem mercenary all over the bar.
And the old customers of the bar have become accustomed to this noisy daily life. While cheering the boss, they ask the bard to change to a fast-paced tune.
Those who stayed in taverns instead of warm homes in this ghostly weather were either adventurers and mercenaries without a place to live, or old alcoholics who were hopelessly intoxicated with alcohol.
But unfortunately, unlike the previous boss's great victory, this time, Old Barton chased after a dozen laps out of breath, suddenly he stopped, and looked at Winston, who was completely fine, thoughtfully.
"You old guy? Have you touched the legendary threshold?"
"Well, I just touched it two days ago, and I made a special trip to show it off to you."
Hearing this, Barton was stunned for a moment, but his clenched fists were relaxed again. He has been a buddy for many years, and showing off should not be taken seriously.
And even if the old man took the opportunity to invite him to come out again, he still had the answer.
"... Hmph, even this guy can become a quasi-legendary, this ghost world, the old guy can't understand it anymore, it's easier to shrink here and open a bar."
It seemed that Winston's persuasion work failed again this time, and the old mercenary shrugged, which was also expected. The name of the stubborn Patton did not mean that he was as stubborn as a stone.
"You guy, you are only forty-five years old, don't be an old guy. Have you heard that the Wood Spirit Clan has started to sell their holy water of youth, as long as 100 justice points, it is two years of youth! Maybe you too can enter the legend."
"Hmph, I'm not interested, and say this boring thing, next time your Dwarf Thunder Stout will only have water but no wine."
This is obviously not empty words, but a real threat. Realizing that the old man was really angry, he shook his head, and Winston lowered his head and concentrated on drinking.
It's no wonder that Old Barton is so resistant to new magic products. The world is changing too fast. There are not a few people like him who can't adapt. In fact, if it wasn't for some reason, according to past practice, Winston would have arrived. retirement age.
Old Winston has passed forty-eight. Under normal circumstances, human warriors are at their peak at the age of thirty-five. After forty or so, all aspects of the body will decline rapidly. With the advent of the great era, with the help of the wildly rising tide of elements and various precious materials exchanged by the contract warrior system, not only did he enter the golden rank in just two years, but now he has even touched the legend in the seventh year. the ridge.
So, at the same time as the surprise, the old guy is also moved, and he has ambitious expectations to pull the old guy back out of the mountain, but unfortunately, some people are happy because of the arrival of the big era, and some people always face changes in the three views, very can't adapt.
Yes, the great era, the new era of dawn (FT), although most people are still used to the old calendar AD1905, but with the increasing expansion of the law and the church in the underworld, the era of dawn they advocate is more and more popular. Many accept.
And now, it is the seventh year of the new era, FT7, and the people of Aich are more and more accustomed to this new world that constantly refreshes the three views. By the way, even the word "three views" is spread by the law church. Yes, over the years, there have been too many such new concepts and new vocabulary.
Over the years, with the rising tide of elements, the rare spellcaster talents in the past have spewed ten times in number. Even a pure warrior like Winston has somehow learned two-handed magic sword skills, and even considered selling his family's Old antique, replaced by a real magic long gun.
Over the years, the silver rank, which was the limit of mortals in the past, has been broken, and the masters of the golden rank have suddenly become worthless. Even legendary powerhouses have flooded the world so that the world intends to reconsider their names. Of course, these even their own path It is not clear, and the new powerhouses who have no soul emblem are far less powerful than the old powerhouses, but a sufficient number can make up for everything.
Over the years, the map can be rewritten three times a week. Invaders from different dimensions and cracks in the plane are as common as cockroaches. The great improvement of the world, I am afraid that the world has not been saved.
Over the years, the technological revolution that began in the north has become more and more intense. Magic technology has changed the life of the world and the normal state of war. There are magic lights in ordinary families, and mortal warriors have begun to try those magic swords and magic guns. , the new transportation equipment has made commodity trade simple and fast, and the legion and army have even started the magic mechanization revolution. Winston, who has adapted to the changes of the times, has gone farther and farther, if he still insists on the old way of life like old Patton , I am afraid it is doomed to be eliminated.
Over the years, there have been countless changes, and no one can determine whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but no matter how it changes, life must go on, gold coins must be earned, land must be cultivated, wine must be drunk, and some things are gone forever Going back, some things are still the same as before...
"Ding."
"Crack!"
The sudden sound of the doorbell interrupted old Barton's memories. The three cloaked guests who entered attracted his attention. The soaked cloaks let the rain drip on the floor, and the heavy non-slip rain boots clicked on the floor. Hurrying in the weather is not what most people are willing to do.
The boss glanced at it, but lowered his head and concentrated on his work. Anyway, this is just a new customer. As long as there is no trouble, he is still welcome.
"Hey, hey, look, the black skin and the upside-down cross emblem are anti Paladins!"
"Silver scales and black skulls? And the big men of the Church of the Law? What are you doing in the countryside on our side."
"Wow, the silver cross sword? Three magic box holes! That should be the latest magic sword, right? Isn't it a military non-sale item of the Northland Chapter? Is it the guys from the north?"
But they took off the waterproof cloak, but they attracted the attention of all drinkers.
The combination of a dark elf, a human, and a goblin is not common, and the moment he saw the goblin, the boss decided to add 50% water to the wine and double the price of the wine and vegetables, and then arranged the first two days for the goblin The empty room of the dead might be able to exorcise evil spirits.
But the three new customers didn't mean to order, and walked directly to the bulletin board in the middle of the bar, where the employment tasks for the mercenaries were issued in the town.
The Goblin of the Church of the Law stood on tiptoe, tore off one wanted and posted another.
Others were watching with interest, and had some expectations for the tasks of these "big men", but when they saw the new wanted list, they all shook their heads directly, and went back to what to do.
After all, no matter how attractive the wanted bonus is, the impossible task is meaningless. This task has been wanted from FT5 to FT7, and there is no information left. Qing's information found him, I am afraid that he has long been the world's number one detective.
"Wanted: Roland"
"Gender male, age 5 to 60 years old, probably blond hair color (maybe dyed), height variable, no obvious features on body, unknown appearance (normal face is weak, but may be disguised), immune to all detection spells , there may be a black cat or other ghosts around, I may be a warrior, or a paladin, or a legal profession, a necromancer, an ice wizard... Of course, it is also possible to disguise as other professions , That guy did it. The strength evaluation is unknown, but please form a professional group below the legendary. As long as he lives, we will be very troubled if he dies. By the way, I have no sense of humor and only tell bad jokes. "
Well, it turns out that people can die again after they die. It would be a ghost to find someone with this wanted order that makes people want to vomit, but there are still many people who are moved by it and take action. After all, the subsequent rewards are too much. Attractive.
"Bonus: 2 million gold coins, 50,000 justice points, the friendship of the Lan Alliance, the Law and Hades Church, the Absolute Gentlemen's Mercenary Group and other forces, and a requirement that does not violate the basic moral code."
If gold coins and justice points can only impress the strong alone, but now the Lan Alliance has jumped from a small border country to a superpower. And the absolute gentleman mercenary group has become the first mercenary group without a doubt after the sudden return of a group of backbones two years ago. Their friendship and one request are enough to impress a country!
Obviously, the three "VIPs" did not come here to find someone. After all, "Finding Roland" was inexplicably rated as one of the ten most difficult epic tasks in this world by the goblins, and they just updated it. This has been posted all over the place. Wanted worldwide.
In the content of this update, in addition to raising the bonus from 2 million to 3 million, and the justice points from 50,000 to 80,000, there is also an extra sentence at the end of the wanted order.
"Roland, if you don't turn yourself in within a year, we will disclose all the treasures on the A17 bookshelf in your underground library. The goblins will prepare a special issue for you!"
The others looked at the wanted column and immediately disbanded, while one of the resident drunks in the bar named Carlo was suddenly awakened, and he was so frightened that he almost dropped his iconic beard.
"A17? Isn't that a erotic novel I wrote based on a real person? And a special, heavy-duty dew point painting made by me! Margaret, Eliza, Heloise, they... they're going to kill me of!"
"Bastard! There's actually an old lady! You can also attack a ghost banshee back then!"
"Cough, the ghosts are not over, but it's a classic theme, and there are many ways to play... Let go, don't bite your head."
[Actually, there are almost all the beautiful goddess statues among them. After they are announced, you plan to be hunted down by the goddesses. Hmmm, I decided not to be offended by the fact that there is no goddess of order in it.]
"Hey hey hey, playing Aojiao at this time, the style of painting is not right!"
[Bah, don't talk to me, old virgin! Heloise, let me tell you, the old virgin who has been holding back for a long time is very perverted. Roland, who has been sullen for more than 300 years, has no lower limit. His paragraph about you is very classic. Understand how he came up with it, combining sadomasochism with heavy taste and cold love, surpassing any works of the same period...]
"Dear Asteria. Are you hungry? Let me feed you."