"Don't miss it if you pass by, the legendary paladin fights the dark elf anti-knight, the golden rank female elf loses 1.5 for 1, the legendary paladin 2 accompanies 1, and the draw loses 3. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, buy it quickly!"
He took out a blank ledger from the bar, made a bet in three or two strokes, and waved it.
"By the way, do you want to participate? I, Carlo, are a time-honored brand, and I guarantee that the old man will not be deceived."
Companions of duelists often bet on their teammates, but when I was selling the bets to the clergy, I found the scene eerily quiet.
"…Aren't bar duels very common?"
I was a little surprised, but when I turned my head to follow everyone's gaze, and saw the angry paladins, some with anger on their faces, some even drawing swords, I immediately realized.
Well, although bar gambling fights are common, epics and gold in rhino bars are not common in rural areas. It doesn’t matter if newcomers fight and veterans join in gambling fights, and duels of high-ranking “big men” are very “presumptuous”.
In a sense, these knights and priests are considered nobles, and they are completely different from the mercenaries of the commoner class.
"That? 450 points for you? Don't be angry, okay, okay, seriously, just kidding."
It seems that the business here is difficult to do, so I shook my head and shook my head, and then ran back to the adventurers who were still eating breakfast.
This time, however, my betting tickets were very popular, and the orders in duplicate were sold out quickly.
Unsurprisingly, most people are still optimistic about the Paladin of the Epic Rank. After all, the gap between the strengths of the Paladins above the first rank is obvious, and the weapons of the Paladins are obviously not ordinary. When the strength is not much different, this is a The important chips that can determine the final result, the two factors are superimposed, and naturally most people are optimistic about the well-prepared Knight Commander White.
"It seems that if the Paladin wins, I may go bankrupt this time. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't bet."
At this point, my face was full of bitterness, as if I was worried that I would lose too badly this time.
"Don't try to regret it, you old man has gone bankrupt. Carlo, don't think about it this time. We'll watch you."
"Come on, 100 gold coins for the paladin. Ha, Carol kid, I'll be waiting for you to cry."
"I'd better press the female elves. As long as it's a gamble, has that kid Carol ever lost?"
Of course, there are also some very cunning guys, but this does not affect the overall situation. For the sake of gold coins, most people still choose the stronger side, even if the possible gains will be much smaller.
The identity of the clergy determines that this is not a well-prepared scam, and the total bet quickly exceeded 2,000.
"Fight."
"Wait for you guys to be here, what are you doing? Fighting dogs? Let's go back and hold your mother to drink milk."
The rude mercenaries don't care about the big men from the capital. When these mercenaries, waving gambling rolls, start shouting, it is the familiar dogfighting time.
If it is an ordinary epic powerhouse, it is normal to do this, and there is no duel. First, clean up these mercenary bastards and tell them what the dignity of an epic powerhouse is.
But at this time, Knight Commander White had no room to back down. He was always watching his opponent without any wavering or hesitation.
What he represents is the dignity of the church, provocation in the name of an individual is a decision made from the beginning, even for him personally, taking the initiative to challenge a low-level knight is a shame in itself.
"Those who buy from us should be around 2,500 gold coins."
The others didn't respond, but Goblin Sol threw a silver coin, streaked a silver arc in the sky of the bar, and landed in my hand.
When I touched it, it was actually the voodoo mithril coins of the ancient trolls. With the return of the trolls, there are many ancient coins that are both antiques and precious metals in the market, and the prices are not low.
And this kind of voodoo mithril coins is even more special. Many mages collect them in order to study the witchcraft they may contain. The market price keeps rising. Recently, it is almost the number he quoted, but if it is lost in the country of mages, the price should still be paid can be doubled directly.
"Sure enough, the goblins will not miss any opportunity to make money."
While putting away the mithril coins, I showed joy on the bright side, but I was scolding mother in my heart. Isn't this a deliberate trick to me? If you win here, I will not lose a lot.
But it's not enough to not take the bet. After all, I am optimistic about that middle-aged uncle with a beard. If he hadn't taken the bet happily at this time, he wouldn't have missed the bottom.
So I became more and more hesitant... Don't get me wrong, it's not because I'm worried about losing money. The reason why I bet 100 wins is definitely not because of good luck. On the contrary, my luck has never been very good.
"I can win every time I bet, just because I cheat every time. Although I can cheat now, it will be more annoying than losing money to let that stupid paladin win and let other people's church win."
Originally, I could have ridiculed the guys from the Church of the God of Justice and Discipline and asked them to place more bets to make up for my losses, but considering that the "concept" of this god is discipline and gambling is completely forbidden, I Got a headache.
"Then let the duel be postponed and start the backup plan, Heloise, the plan is ahead of schedule."
"...Can't you do something serious, doesn't it mean that genius started?"
"Isn't what you're doing right now? Maybe there will be new victims tomorrow. The safety of innocent people is the most important thing, and it is imperative to eradicate cultists! Besides, do you think that with their investigation skills, How long will it take to find out the truth? I am so moved by my enthusiasm."
"Hmph, you're too lazy to care about it, be careful to play with it..."
And when the two sides we are about to fight against are still glaring at each other, they don't know that their duel is doomed to end.
Soon, in the back mountain of the town, due to the carelessness of foreign adventurers, a sudden explosion will cause a small-scale landslide, and the secret of the back mountain of the town will also be buried in the water - the burial of the magic dragon Winrel bone ground.
The cultist of the Ten Thousand Deaths is hiding very deep. In fact, I haven't found his hiding place in the past few days. It is very likely that he does not live in the nearby villages and towns at all. Considering that they often have some characteristics of undead creatures, even He may have buried himself in the cemetery and waited for the seeker to leave by himself. No matter how life responds or looks like, it will be like a corpse. If the lurker is patient enough, there is no way to find it.
But unlike those rookies, mature and seasoned investigators won’t run around like headless flies. This will only startle the snake. They just collect intelligence and analyze the possible circumstances of the case. Nature's method of speculating on its next target is old-fashioned, but it is indeed very practical.
"Since you already know that it is the Ten Thousand Deaths Association, it is very simple. The Ten Thousand Deaths Association has only two purposes in this world. One is to open the door to the death plane and summon the undead natural disaster to spread death, and the other is to create more More and stronger undead, expanding the undead army for their masters."
The first purpose can be directly ruled out. Even today with the rising tide of elements, the conditions required for the gate of the plane are not one or two. It is not enough to sacrifice all the people in this town, and this is not a place where the spatial structure is unstable. There is no possibility of opening the door to the plane of death at all.
Then, there is basically only the second possibility, and to create a powerful undead creature, a strong enough corpse must be used as a material, and this is often not invisible.
The rest is simple. Open the archives of the town mayor, look through all the historical documents, legends, etc., and eliminate the distracting items that have little meaning, and the only possible answer is obtained.
We just found out the deeds of the dragon slaying hero more than 300 years ago from a heroic hymn circulating around. The plot is so old-fashioned that there is no new idea. It is probably that a few adventurers were entrusted by a certain lord and successfully killed and took them away. The dragon who is the lord of the precious daughter, finally the adventurers choose to live in this area, and one of the spear heroes is the source of the town's name. The other two heroes also left their inheritance in the other two small town.
After finding out the story of the dragon slaying, Heloise, known as the Activity Library, was there. She checked the local history books and compared the names of the characters to find out which unlucky dragon was killed here.
"Dragon Winrel, this is the name of an elf. He is said to have lived with the elf for a while. Well, as the nemesis of the elf, the green dragon has a very good relationship with the elf. He even has two elf wives. Weird. What's even more weird is that he is a blue-green dragon with wind poison attribute, but he is particularly good at flame magic, and he has also invented several exclusive flame magic."
Countless facts have proved that the truth of the legend is definitely a fool. The epic heroes praised by the world are mostly unreliable, but this time I see the gap between the real record and the legend, which still makes me a little incomprehensible.
"Three-attribute ancient dragon? He also invented special magic, at least a top-level archmage. Even a demigod can't handle such an opponent, and three heroes who are not even in the history of the country can handle it? Judging from the record of this record , there may not even be an epic.”
We absolutely did not underestimate this dragon because of this record. First of all, he has a history of hanging out with elves for seven or eight hundred years. The flame magic that is best at war killing is definitely a terrible war killing machine.
For the time being, I will not investigate what happened in the town. Since I know that this powerful dragon died here, the goal of the Ten Thousand Deaths Association is very obvious. Therefore, as a super qualified necromancer, I have countless methods to find powerful creatures. What a pity, it only took an hour to find the keel buried under the mountain behind the town.
"Boom!"
The violent explosion shook the earth, and the wooden structure of the entire bar was subjected to a huge test. Soon, the keel that was blown out by the explosion would attract the believers of the Ten Thousand Deaths to automatically take the bait. Naturally, these guys would not be able to duel. .
Originally, I planned to wait a day and collect some information to be more secure, but since there is an emergency, I will do it ahead of time. Well, I am just enthusiastic and I am definitely not reluctant to gamble.
But I felt that the whole earth was still shaking, and the wine glass on the table was directly smashed into pieces. It seemed that some places had gone too far, and the power was a little too outrageous.
"Heloise, how much explosives have you buried? Going too far."
"There are two news, one good and one bad..."
"Let's be honest, life is full of pitfalls anyway."
"The good news is that our plan has been successful. I have found the believers of the Wande Society. They have sent people to watch over here, and are now hurriedly looking for help from their companions."
"The bad news is that you didn't catch him?"
"No, the bad news is that Ten Thousand Deaths will play out. This keel can't summon the bone dragon at all, and their plan will fail from the beginning."
"Isn't this good news?"
"Of course it's bad news. The reason why it can't be summoned into a bone dragon is because it's not a keel at all. Buried under the mountain is a dracolich that has gone mad, and we just exploded. his home!"