No matter how you look at this skeleton, it doesn't look like a high-level monster, and it's not even a skeleton soldier. The whole skeleton is not big, and it can be seen that it was not a very tall person before his death. The bones are covered with mottled traces, and some bones, such as very important skulls, have several very prominent cracks. As for the ribs, there are less than twenty, and maybe I don't know which wild dog is used as life-saving food. The only difference is that there are two slender skeletons that originally seemed to be wings and other things behind them.

This is the creature created by the origin of God? Rogue's chin is about to fall off. No matter how you look at this skeleton, it should not be related to the gods in the heaven. Could it be that the gods who enjoy infinite glory in the sky are of no difference from evil?

Roger's mental power slowly extended, gradually merged with the skeleton, began to try to control, check the skills of this perhaps a new species of monster. Everything went smoothly, and this skeleton did not seem to have any special abilities, except that its power was a little larger than ordinary skeletons. A sense of fatigue came, and Roger knew that his mana had been used up. "Oh, no matter what, you are my pet, your name will be Fengyue in the future." Without wanting to delve into how much the skeleton and Fengyue have had, Roger sent the skeleton back to another world. Just as the skeleton disappeared, Roger seemed to feel a little depressed coming from it, because he was dissatisfied with the name. Just kidding, the skeleton was also depressed? "I must be too tired."

The next morning, after three consecutive pet summons and using all his magic power, Roger finally accepted the fact that his pet was a skeleton. Routine meditation supplemented the magic power, and it was almost dusk. "It's time to have a drink."

The "Oak Woods" bar is quite old and is quite large. It is only three blocks away from the Magic Academy in the north. It is also one of the release places for the mercenary union missions. Therefore, magic apprentices and mercenaries gather, so there are naturally hot girls and girls who want to catch a rich son-in-law.

"Oh, isn't that Roger? I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you have changed your temper in the past six months. Are you really going to be a big magician?" Roger saw that it turned out to be Et, a bad friend who had fought to pick up girls. Et is big and thick, three years older than Roger. I am the captain of the cavalry of the City Defense Forces and an intermediate knight. He has been training Et to become a knight since he was a child, but somehow sent his son to the Magic Academy. However, Et is still a little talented. He entered school one year later than Roger, but became a third-level magician half a year earlier. He is currently working towards a fourth-level mage.

Roger walked to Et and sat down, picked up the wine glass without saying a word, and sighed for a long time. There were three other deskmates who knew they were dandy boys at first glance, wearing the swords commonly used by the nobles. Two dancers were laughing and joking with everyone. Et held Roger's shoulder intimately, "I said, brother, it's really boring to be without you these days. Others are not as colorful as you. Why, I'm upset, is it because of any girl who didn't get it? Haha. Put it on my elder brother. Come on, have a drink first! Guy, put your tequila in two bottles!!"

The atmosphere in the bar gradually reached its climax, and from time to time there were one or two women's screams and a few loud laughters. "Come on, Brother Roger, I'll tell you, Sue,... Let me introduce you, this is Rance Brom, the second son of Count Brom; this is Kate, who is my father's immediate boss. This is Franco, the nephew of Marquis Furen." Ett introduced Roger again with his tongue.

"I said, the girl over there is good, but she doesn't seem to be easy to deal with." Rance stared at a corner of the bar. Everyone hurriedly followed his eyes. On a table in the corner, there were four men and two women sitting, looking like mercenaries, one of whom was dressed in a mage. A girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed up in a hot dress, wearing dark short armor, exposed her snow-white and slender thighs, tied a belt on her thigh, and three flying knives were inserted on it. The breastplate was in the bar.

The specific color was not visible in the dim light, but it was undoubtedly well-made and highlighted the curve of the girl's breasts. The neckline of the breastplate was very low, and a deep cleavage almost made Rance's eyes fall in. A pair of two-handed swords around her made several people slightly awake. After all, this weight of giant sword indirectly shows the girl's strength. The female warrior's face was hot and gorgeous, with her long hazel rippled hair casually spreading around.

Sitting beside the female warrior was a noble girl with pink makeup and jade, she looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. She rarely had extra decorations in her long skirt except for exquisite workmanship and valuable materials. The only conspicuous decoration on the girl was a pair of lantern earrings.

The rude gaze of several people was immediately noticed. The samurai stared back, and Rance quickly whistled back. The samurai looked cold and touched the hilt of the sword, but was pulled by the mage. "Don't cause trouble here, Qiwei."

At this moment, the bar suddenly became quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at the door of the bar. The first thing that took away everyone's heart was the floating blonde hair, like the most dazzling sun, which made everyone lose their minds. Under the blonde hair was a handsome face comparable to the sun god, and a calm smile was always carved on it. He was wearing only a gold chain chestplate, which was decorated with magic silver with complex patterns. A golden lion head was tattooed in the center of the breastplate, decorated with crosses and tulips.

"Ophiroc! How could he come here for the Golden Lion of the Rhine Alliance?" Low discussions came one after another.Ophiroc was the only son of the lord of the largest Bavarian Principal of the Rhine Alliance. He was sent to the Grand Temple of Light of the Holy Church for guidance since he was a child and returned to the Rhine Alliance half a year ago.Ophiroc is one of the three youngest senior temple knights in the church. At the same time, he showed outstanding military talent very early, and his natural handsomeness and prominent disciples, the limelight even overshadowed several princes of the Rhine Alliance.

Around Ophiroc, there was a woman who was just half a head shorter than the tall golden lion. There was no expression on her stunning face. The woman was wearing a rare black mage robe, and black flames seemed to be rising in her steps, but her swaying figure was full of temptation. Behind the woman were two guards, slowly emitting a murderous aura that seemed to have passed by life and death countless times.

Orpherok and his group walked up the stairs. After a long time, the usual noisy in the bar was restored. Roger was uneasy. For some reason, he seemed to always see a pair of silver eyes in Orpherok's dazzling face.

"Bang!" A large wine glass exploded beside Roger, and the ale inside spilled out Roger. However, Rance was even more miserable, and the glass landed on his forehead. Roger turned around and saw the murderous female warrior walking towards him with a big sword. Four male mercenaries followed behind him, in a fighting posture.

It turned out that everyone had drunk too much, and Rance was lustful again. While squinting his eyes and staring at the female warrior's chest, he rubbed the dancer's chest hard in his arms. When the female warrior turned around, he still worked extremely hard to pull his hands out of the dancer's clothes and shook his middle finger towards the other party. Then the wine glass in the female warrior's hand blossomed on Rance's forehead.

In the past, fighting in a bar for women was common for Roger and others, but these mercenaries who seemed to be experienced in many battles were not something they could deal with. But as a nobleman, he usually bullies others and can't stand it anyway. Roger wanted to escape, but when he thought about it, although these wine and meat friends were not rich, they still had a wealthy background. Being beaten up together also helps to enhance combat friendship.

Et was the oldest and had great combat experience. He immediately jumped up and started to chant the spell, but he drank too much wine. A spell of sour arrows was pronounced inexplicably, and he didn't issue anything after a long time. At this time, the other party had already fought with Rance three, and quickly beat the three of them to the bruised face. The female warrior was very fierce and rushed straight to Rance with a trick to pull the vagina. Rance saw that the situation was not good, quickly turned around, took the kick from the butt, and flew out of the battle circle. Et shouted loudly, and snatched the long sword from one of the people beside him, temporarily transferred to a knight, and entered the battle group.

Several mercenaries were obviously merciless because their opponents were nobles. Roger was still clear in his mind and quickly fired magic missiles. Two light bullets flew towards a male warrior in an arc. The warrior swung his sword at will, and Roger activated his mental power. The light bullet suddenly stopped the air. The warrior immediately blocked the air. Then the two light bullets turned around and exploded on the warrior's face. Although the magic missile was the most basic magic and had limited power, the thickness of the warrior's face seemed to be far less strong than the chain armor on his body. So the warrior's face was covered in blood and fell down shakingly.

Seeing this, another soldier immediately activated his sword skill to "sprint". He rushed over quickly as if he was sliding on ice. Roger was shocked and had no time to activate magic. He gritted his teeth and activated his mental power again. This time it was the warrior's feet. The warrior who was sprinting quickly was tripped and fell towards Roger. Roger raised a table to block it and pounced on him, and the warrior's head hit the table. Just when the warrior was still dizzy, Roger, who had been through many battles (fights), grabbed the opponent's helmet, and with a knee, the sword's nose was broken. Roger, whose body had been transformed, had a great force at this time.

After solving the two warriors, Et and others were able to support it with three against two. Kate, who was good at defending, used a sword to hit the female warrior with a strapless bra, successfully attracted her attention and took over most of the offensives. Et and Franco had attacks and defenses against another warrior. At this time, at some point, Rance, who had been secretly hiding under the table, suddenly stabbed the soldier's thigh, and then turned around and cut towards the female warrior's vagina. The female warrior was not as good as she was defense, and turned sideways and blocked the sword with a dagger on her thigh.

The mercenary mage never participated in the battle, but unexpectedly, the situation of the battle took a sharp turn. He was furious on his face, and he drew a symbol with his fingers. A blue transparent protective magic "magic absorption" prepared with the preview covered his whole body. This level 4 magic can absorb at least level 10 magic energy, and is one of the most commonly used protective magic magic tricks by magicians. However, Roger, who already has a very alternative understanding of magic, disapproves, "Damn, do you need to put protective shields for several magic apprentices?"

The mercenary mage was preparing for a fire-type attack magic. He quickly recited the spell and drew complex symbols with both hands. Roger remembered that "magic absorption" could not protect against physical attacks, so he picked up a glass of wine and threw it at the mage. The mage had no time to dodge and was poured over. Then he flew over a few dishes, a chair, and even a table. The mercenary mage was embarrassed and the magic was finally interrupted. Before he could get angry, a figure rushed up. It was Roger. Everyone knew that it was very dangerous to keep a distance from the mage, so the rare melee battle between the mage began. Relying on his youthful strength, skillful skills, and a body that was transformed like a monster, Roger quickly gained the upper hand.

The angry female warrior began to use sword skills continuously, and the injured thighs were still difficult to deal with. Et and Kate struggled, and the strict training of Et and Kate took effect. At this time, a soft and smooth thing flew silently, and a snap sounded on the female warrior's chest. The female warrior screamed and found it was a fried egg, obviously bitten. However, Roger flew over before going to fight with the mage, but unexpectedly received an unexpected result. Just as the female warrior was frightened and retreated, Et and the other four launched a desperate attack on the injured soldier, and the rogue and rogue fight were fully utilized. The soldier was soon hit by two more swords.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the long street, "The City Defense Force is here, let me know it's amazing!" Kate screamed strangely, and both sides stopped. Roger stood up from the magician, snatched his staff, and ran back. The mercenary side knew that only the female warriors had complete combat power, and it would be difficult to please continue to fight. He quickly left with hatred. Roger and others were unwilling to deal with the City Defense Force under such circumstances, and they also ran away in a hurry.

At this time, in a room on the fourth floor of the tavern, Orpherock looked at the backs of Roger and others running away with interest.

"That mage is very interesting." The golden lion said to himself.

"Elyssis, what do you think of him? Is it a little similar to you?"

"That fat man is a shame for all nobles and mages." The woman like Ice concluded Roger.
Chapter completed!