For example, the "Necromantic Staff" worth one million gold coins was placed in Zhao Xu's backpack, although the halfling wanderer opened the side pocket where he kept the spell-casting materials.
However, this still made Zhao Xu angry, so he gave a small warning to the player who tried to "multiple hands". Even if it were in Mystra, he would probably call the patrol on the spot to lock these players in and punish them.
But Zhao Xu quickly put this matter behind him and concentrated on wandering around the market.
In the end, he had a small gain. He directly found a few slightly damaged alchemy items. After a few repairs, it was not a problem to sell them for a few hundred gold coins.
After walking around for a while, night fell. Zhao Xu chose a tavern near the auction, planning to sit there and inquire about it.
Just as he stepped into the tavern and pushed open the half-open hinged door, he noticed that there were several children nearby clapping their hands and playing games under the lights of the tavern. One of them was regarded as the chosen "ghost" .
Another group of people were clapping and singing nursery rhymes:
"The bride wears red, la la la, she enters the mountains and lakes."
"The bride is wearing white, la la la, she is following in your footsteps."
"La la la, who's left behind, la la la, who's been dragged away."
"You will all dream of her, and you will all belong to her."
The crisp children's voice slowly spread this ballad to Zhao Xu's ears, but he had already entered the tavern, and the noisy shouting inside directly covered up the sounds from the outside world.
However, Zhao Xu had no intention of going back and listening again. For some reason, according to what Zhao Xu knew, the nursery rhymes in some places were very evil, and even directly hid local legends.
At this time, two strong men in the tavern were wrestling their wrists vigorously. After drinking the malt wine, their faces were already a little rosy. Now that they exerted all their strength, their blood flow accelerated, and they turned completely red.
As a rookie in 8 Power, Zhao Xu naturally quietly found a corner to sit down and watch the show in peace. If he equipped himself with a second-minute "Bull's Power", and instantly gathered 4 points of strength, he would be barely qualified to participate in the arm-wrestling game.
It's just that he no longer has the mentality of a group of friends sitting together drinking and spanking in his previous life.
Now, he has an invisible barrier between him and Arthur's people.
At this time, one of the strong men suddenly exerted his strength and pressed down the opponent's thick arm and held it down. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the atmosphere in the tavern reached a climax at this moment, with glasses clinking and cheering going on.
Zhao Xu also felt the "tentacles" behind him faintly moving slightly.
The attack level of the tentacle is determined by superimposing the strength attribute on his own basic attack, while the knocking damage is 1-8 points, plus the strength adjustment.
Therefore, as long as Zhao Xu improves his "strength attribute", he can easily make his tentacles exert extremely strong attack power, but the damage will increase more slowly.
"Wow, it's the Sword Speed Team." Suddenly, the atmosphere in the tavern, which had just calmed down, became noisy again.
Everyone looked at an elite team that had just walked into the tavern.
This "Sword Disease" team has a total of seven people, covering a wide range of professions, and even has spellcasting professions such as warlocks in the team.
The old scarred warrior who was leading the way directly exposed the tiger tattoo on his chest, and the two-handed giant sword in his hand emitted a mysterious magical light.
Even if it is a magic weapon, only 30% of it will have this kind of light effect after it is made.
"Didn't the Jianji Team take over the mission to eliminate that weird thing? Why did they suddenly come back? Could it be that they haven't fought before?"
"Keep your voice down. Even if they really can't defeat the bride in red, it's still easy to educate you and me."
Several people who were talking quietly fell silent immediately after noticing the glances of the members of the Jianji Team.
Zhao Xu listened again and realized that this "Sword Speed Team" could be regarded as a star adventurer team in the area near Mystra.
For the mages in the floating city, most of them conduct research on the suspended island.
Many of the other low-level mages who graduated came from forces in other Arthur cities, so they returned directly after graduation. As for those without forces, they were directly absorbed into the research team.
Only those with insufficient talent will wander out, giving these forces a chance to take advantage of them. This has also led to the embarrassing situation that Mystra, a town with a high proportion of "mages" and "priests", still has very few participants in adventures.
Therefore, this "Sword Speed Team" became famous under these conditions. They first completed several bounty missions for the Mage Association and obtained many magic items, which slowly snowballed. Accept more advanced tasks.
Eventually it evolved into the current adventure team with an average of over six or seven levels. If it weren't for the fact that in Mystra, a place where dragons and tigers dominate, other small towns would have been guests of the local rulers.
Even so, the Sword Speed Squad is still the target of admiration for the low-level adventurers in the tavern. Even these people who are afraid of the world do not dare to whistle to the hot female ranger in the squad who is also wearing scantily clad clothes.
"We didn't seem to have so many people here last time." Latier, the female ranger of the Sword Squad, said in surprise as she looked at the packed tavern.
"I guess they all came to tonight's auction. There are indeed a lot of people." Captain Warlock Moro said. He was wearing a high-collared emerald green cloak and holding a slender wand in his hand. He glanced at the tavern. After a glance, everyone didn't care much.
At this time, the owner of the tavern also came up to welcome them and led the team to a semi-open small box that was a little empty.
At this time, Zhao Xu directly approached an elderly mercenary who was half drunk next to him. Seeing that his body was well maintained and inlaid with leather armor, Zhao Xu knew that he was a veteran.
Paired with age, it means rich experience and broad knowledge.
Zhao Xu asked in a low voice, "Did this Jianji team take on any missions a few days ago? Why is everyone feeling strange about their return?"
The old mercenary glanced at Zhao Xu and saw that he was not a local. He muttered, "I'm just going to catch the bride in red."
The bride in red
Zhao Xu remembered the nursery rhyme he heard when he first came in for the second time and asked, "What is that?"
As he said that, he handed over a whole bunch of undrunk ale in front of his bar.
To be honest, Zhao Xu usually drank too much Corona and the like. In his previous life, Zhao Xu was not very interested in Arthur's ordinary brewing techniques, but he was not luxurious enough to consume those brews that were said to have magical techniques.
The old mercenary, who was originally trying to whet Zhao Xu's appetite and then hint that the other party would give him some wine, saw Zhao Xu being so forthcoming. He turned around and looked around, and found that the center of the tavern was already leaning towards the person who had just entered. Many adventurers from the Sword Speed Squad who believed they had some abilities came up to greet them politely.
There was even an adventure team from another place. Because they had met the Sword Speed Team before, they even went over to share the table with each other on the spot, and then started drinking together.
Compared to the usual scenes of banquets and banquets, the tavern at this moment was even more excited under the dim light of the lamps.
The old mercenary realized that no one around him was paying attention, so he felt relieved. He continued to take another bunch of malt wine from Zhao Xu's table, "Put it down, this next inside story is worth two bottles of wine for you."
The old mercenary lowered his voice as he spoke, "The bride in red in our Shuanglu Town refers to a terrifying existence."
"Recently, it robbed another girl, so that family entrusted the Sword Speed Team, who happened to be on a mission in Frost Dew Town, to search for it for a few days. Hehe, most of the people in this tavern are pretending to understand."
"The Sword Speed Team was originally invited to serve as security for tonight's auction. However, they are of a high level, so they only need to show their faces during the official auction to intimidate. At this time, the other party will naturally be at tonight's official auction. Before that, I came here to relax and get some information. Look, a group of flattering people rushed up to tell them the information."
Zhao Xu didn't expect that after two bottles of malt wine, he would actually ask for such crucial information. It is true that sometimes the information retrieved by relying solely on knowledge, skills and anecdotal knowledge will be relatively old and cannot obtain the latest information.
"Then why do you call that terrifying existence the bride in red?" Zhao Xu couldn't help but say the word monster.
In his opinion, this kind of evildoing is either from the evil camp or a brainless monster, and can be beaten to death with a stick.
"Oh, in the area around Mystra, it is not customary for brides to wear red when they get married," the old mercenary said.
At this time, he took out a pipe, lit the tobacco inside with a nearby kerosene lamp, took a deep breath, showed a lazy look on his face, and then slowly said: "It -".
Suddenly there was a "bang" and the door of the entire tavern was kicked open.
Suddenly there were a few "swish" sounds, and several adventurers who were usually responsible for guarding the tavern directly pulled out their weapons and looked at the people who broke in through the door with evil expressions on their faces.
They didn't mind teaching such an arrogant drunkard an unforgettable lesson.
However, as a few people hurried in, most of the warriors who were the first to react and draw their swords sat down obediently.
For no other reason, a young man walked in with a carefree face and a bit of arrogance. It was already snowing in the middle of winter outside, and the cold wind at night kept blowing on the cheeks of passers-by.
But the young man's whole body is very thin at the moment, and he doesn't care about the rain and snow outside at all. This means that his ordinary robe is equipped with a spell that can resist the cold.
It only makes all the adventurers who want to fight against injustice and even like to teach others what it means to be a good person with their tail between their legs to sit down obediently, because behind this young man in rich clothes is a mage who bows his head and remains silent.
Although the other party covered up the golden edge of the ring that he could cast spells, the aura of the powerful mage still made everyone in the tavern walk on thin ice, and even their voices were lowered.
Only then did Zhao Xu notice that after the young man came in, there were four guards following him. This time, the style was more normal.
However, the equipment of those followers is not only complete, but also very luxurious. Even the weapons of the four of them are magic weapons that all glow white.
"Oops, something big is going to happen. Young man, I owe you this time, but I suggest you leave immediately." The old mercenary didn't bother to explain Zhao Xu's doubts at this time, and even drank the remaining malt wine. He didn't even drink, he just walked away.
He didn't even dare to go through the most obvious front door, but quietly slipped to the back door of the tavern.
Upon hearing these words, Zhao Xu immediately took out several of his scepters and staffs, and was also prepared to deal with the next changes.
At this time, the young man in gorgeous clothes walked directly to the original Sword Speed Team, and then sat down in a swagger.
He looked disdainfully at the only female ranger in the team present and commented: "She has a pretty hot figure, and with the usual exercise, her physical fitness must be good."
Although the young man's words did not have any special color, but combined with the other party's dress and the location of the tavern, everyone understood the young man's meaning.
"What do you mean?" Captain Warlock Moro shouted loudly.
He has a very high charm attribute, and to outsiders, it looks more like he has a halo around him.
"That's what I mean." The young man in colorful clothes took out a file from his pocket and polished his nails out of boredom, as if he didn't care about the people in front of him.
In an instant, the entire Jianji team was in a tense posture, with everyone's hands pressed on their own weapons, looking at the young man in Chinese clothes with murderous intent.
But he couldn't help but look at the extraordinary-looking mage and the four guards who were no weaker than them.
Suddenly, the young man in rich clothes paused and slapped the file on the table hard, "When I entrusted you with the auction a few days ago, didn't I give you an ordinary magic item as a reward?"
"That's right." Captain Moro said, at this time he already had a vague guess.
"That's a relic of my ancestors. Do you think it has anything to do with me?" The young man in Chinese clothes said through gritted teeth.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the entire tavern suddenly became quiet, constantly thinking about the waves that the other party's words would bring.
Captain Moro, who had been reprimanding the opponent righteously, suddenly thought of several possibilities, his face turned pale, and he made a decision immediately: "In this case, we can return the magic item of ancestor Ling intact. Then we will withdraw from Shuanglu Town and never get involved again. We will go to the house to apologize afterwards."
The mage family!
He had some guesses from the mage following behind him. Only now did he understand that the seemingly uncared for grave actually had an owner, or the owner of that powerful force.
When dealing with the outside world, the Hundreds of Great Mage Families always use their fists in one direction.
Their team looked beautiful, but they couldn't withstand the gentle blow of such a huge wave.
Therefore, captain Moro made a prompt decision and gave up all mission gains. As long as the young man in the Chinese uniform relaxed a little, he would even apologize on the spot, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
The young man in the rich uniform sneered. He looked at the exposed female ranger Ratier with fiery eyes and said, "Well, I'll let you, a member of the team, accompany me for one night. What happened this time?" Let’s just expose it.”
Everyone in the tavern was not a fool. After listening to the words of the captain of the sword squad, they already understood that this young man in gorgeous clothes who suddenly arrived had a great background.
The name of the Mister Mystra family, a powerful force that can intimidate the young people around, suddenly appeared in everyone's mind. Even when they were drunk, they were still smart and half-awake.
However, even the most domineering adventurer would not dare to speak out against such outrageous demands from young people in Washington.
On the one hand, they knew that tonight's auction would probably be abandoned halfway, but on the other hand, they also knew that the mage who possessed the truth was extremely terrifying.
When someone robs the graves of their ancestors and meets the person behind them, it will naturally be a life-and-death situation.
This means that no matter how the other party goes on a killing spree, it is all reasonable.
A mage with a legal license to kill was a doomsday scenario they could hardly imagine.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but mourn for half a minute for the organizer of the auction. I am afraid that half a lifetime of accumulation will wither away tonight.
"Friends, there are some things that don't have to be so embarrassing." Although captain Moro didn't know why the young man in Chinese clothes opposite him didn't settle the accounts with the auction house first, but instead settled with their group of peripheral personnel, the matter was over. , he had no choice but to endure the humiliation and explain nicely to the other party.
Suddenly Zhao Xu stood up, the tentacles on his back were numb from the pressure, and he was about to change positions.
I just didn't expect that the stool under me didn't have any soundproof pad at all.
There was a sudden crash, tearing apart the tranquility of the entire tavern.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on him, including expressions of admiration and even admiration.
They all admired him for being the first to risk his life and stand up.
"Oh, help is here?" the young man in Chinese clothes mocked, leaning directly on the sofa behind him to look at Zhao Xu.
(End of chapter)