Lord of Glory - Chapter 206

[Chapter 206 Fuse]

Shaking the water droplets on his hands, Neville reluctantly put aside these thoughts and took a few steps to the door of the tavern opened by the Demon Sacrifice. He glanced at the signboard erected next to it. “With such a creative name, the silent Neville stepped forward.

At a glance, I saw Blake and drinking in the seat, and walked in with a smile to go to the counter, and looked at the dark-skinned and tall demon priest Dorimi who was wiping the wine bottle and said with a smile: “My brother Dorimi, you really are You shouldn’t be a sacrifice to those horned things, you are suitable to go to the Hassassin Alliance with your natural advantage, standing on the grass without clothes when it is dark, no one can see you”

The tall Dorimi squinted at Neville, stroked the almost invisible black beard, and said angrily, “White man, you still owe me four bottles of wine.” “Okay, okay, big man, don’t. Get angry.” Neville immediately begged for mercy and took out four pale red magic cores, placed them on the stage and waved them unceremoniously.

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Those who can come to the Yexiao meeting are all dark wizards, or have some strength to avoid the Holy See, who are trying to seek asylum. How can these people value the gold coins that have no practical effect? What is used as currency here is a piece of magic core used for magic research and supply

“A bottle of Mantika of Dolimie” suddenly came at this moment, only to Neville’s waist-high, gray-skinned, blood-red robe as a black dwarf Turfu with a belt wrapped around his waist, holding a hammer The heavy hammer, covered with stinky sweat dripped from the long gray beard as if it was fished out of water, he stared at the big man Dorimi behind the counter with his black and white eyes. the cry

Dorimi turned back and glared at Turfu, curled his lips and stretched out his hand, his thumb and forefinger rubbing back and forth to ask for money, it was obvious that “snobby nigger” Turfu cursed in a low voice. Two blue magic cores were taken out from the robe, and they waved and threw them over.

Dorimi picked it up lightly, looked at the good color, and smiled with satisfaction. He took a sapphire blue wine bottle on the counter with his backhand and threw it at random. The latter picked it up casually. Unceremoniously, he opened the bottle cap, raised his head and poured the sweet liquor into the swift Adam’s apple on his stubby neck, showing how hungry his master was at the moment.

“Huh” Turfu, who was half-drinking his drink with a comfortable face, jumped lightly to the seat as high as him and sat down like a child, holding the bottle in one hand and pointing out the door with the other, complaining: “Damn spirits, since ancient times, we dwarves have been unhappy with these long-eared guys.” Neville, who was drinking white wine, and Dorimi, who took up the rag to wipe the wine bottle again, turned their heads and looked at the door. The white-haired male assassin was standing in the middle of the road happily watching his dagger and smirking. The two suddenly had a rare consensus and said at the same time, “I agree with your view.”

Hearing the approval of the two, Turfu raised his head and took a gulp of wine again, his huge nose began to turn red, but he heard him complain: “Damn and rich long ears, gave me five magic cores, even Just let me engrave useless patterns on the blade of his rotten dagger My blacksmith god Marcus, don’t these art-brained idiots know that engraving patterns on the blade is not only useless, it is Will it reduce the durability and strength of the blade? This is a naked insult to my profession”

“Oh? Then why did you carve patterns for this guy with long ears?” Dolimi rarely smiled and teased. Turfu, who burped lightly, immediately stroked the bottle with happiness on his face and said: “Professional ethics It’s one thing, fine wine and magic core are another thing. When the two are placed in front of me, the taste of the latter makes me moved, and all the professional ethics will die.” Turfu who released a bunch of rhetoric , he raised the bottle again and drank several gulps.

Just when there was a scene of harmony here, Rodrien, who was driving a carriage, carrying a large cart of goods and unconscious ten experimental slaves, walked in this forest as if he were going to rì. He looked up on the road that was attracting attention, and saw the sunlight shining on his face through the lush foliage. Rodrian sighed with joy. Such a leisurely and relaxed life is what he wanted Rodrien to have power, However, there is not much danger and the son is doing well. Rodrien has a feeling that there are not many other requirements, so it will be good to keep it.

Extremely happy and cheerful, Rodrien turned around and pouted happily while clearing the goods and daily necessities to be delivered, blowing the song of his hometown.

“Hey, wait, there seems to be some noise.” The four executive officers who were searching the forest after listening to the order of the chief executive officer of the first hall suddenly stopped, and vaguely heard an ethereal singing voice coming from the waist-high grass on the right. The four of them looked at each other and took out the magic double-layered crossbow made by Paladin on their backs without hesitation. They lifted the magic core bracelet that sensed the dark elements on their wrists and moved quickly towards the direction of the song.

The singing became more and more obvious. The executive officer who quickly crossed the grass was pleasantly surprised to see that the magic nucleus necklace on his wrist lit up at the same time. “It’s a black wizard.” One of the executive officers whispered excitedly and several people immediately made up their minds , each quickly spread out to search for the song that was getting closer and closer

Suddenly, the four of them squatted in the grass and were shocked to find that the singing came from below. the way

If you stand up, with the long weeds, you really can’t see the hidden road below. Just when the four of them were shocked by this handwriting, a carriage slowly approached along with bursts of singing, headed by With sharp eyes, he immediately saw the fat man sitting in front of the carriage, wearing a red robe and a black owl, although he couldn’t see the face, but the robe that marked the night owl meeting made him excitedly raise his crossbow. The hand pulling the trigger subconsciously pulls

Swish only to hear the sound of two bolts bouncing in the air, the bolts flashed extremely fast, white light, and nailed fiercely in front of the running horses. Looking at the two crossbow arrows in front of him, Rodrien, who immediately knew that something was wrong, was also very resolute and took out a silver-white mask from his side and put it on his face, and the fat body jumped to the side very quickly.

At this moment, the other six crossbow arrows immediately flashed light, and they pinned to the seat where Rodrian was sitting just now.

Rodrien, who fell to the ground and stood up in a hurry, looked up and saw the four figures flashing from the grass above, especially the nightmarish priest’s robe that the figure was wearing, which made Rodrian’s mind suddenly flash. Word: “I’m done” (to be continued)

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