Episode 08 Fittclan

In the mercenary group, death is common. So at noon, these mercenaries seemed to have emerged from the shadow of losing companions. The mercenary group soon became lively. In fact, these mercenaries who made a living on swords are very good at enlightening themselves.

But Avis knew that this matter was not solved so simply. This mercenary group called "Sword Order" had just experienced a reduction in personnel. If it could not obtain a certain amount of supplement in the following days, it would definitely decline and then be acquired by those powerful mercenary groups or dissolved.

Of course, if there is a capital injection or the Sword Sequence Mercenary Group still has some savings, it will be able to survive this crisis.

But this has little to do with Avis. After Avis finished eating the cereal, he was thinking about how to make a small amount of money. In March next year, the Vikings will invade, and he must gain a certain amount of strength before this. After all, most of the maps around the Lansos Plain are maps of more than 20 levels. When Avis was at the maximum level in his previous life, he naturally thought it was a low-level map. But now he is too advanced.

After lunch, the convoy began to move forward again. Avis and Rebecca got into the carriage again. Avis borrowed a book from Rebecca to read, but Rebecca only has the Bible to read. Avis was idle and looked at this book that praised the "Holy Light". Although he had read this book a long time ago, the action of reading can increase the hidden attribute "intellectuality". Although it takes a long time to read, it is not a big one.

"How old are you?" Just as Ives was studying hard, Rebecca suddenly said. Ives raised his head and looked at Rebecca. Rebecca was sitting in the car, supporting his cheeks with both hands, and looking at Aves with boredom.

"Why do you ask that?" Avis said with a smile. Rebecca said for granted: "Elf are very long-lived creatures. It is normal to live for hundreds of years? It is said that there are elves who are immortal! In this case, it should take decades for elves to grow into you like this, right?"

Avis shook his head: "I am 18 years old this year. I was born 320 years old."

"Love!" Rebecca said with some disbelief.

"It seems that you don't know much about the elves race." Avis gently closed the books in his hand, brushed his hands across the paper pages, and a smile appeared on his face. Under the sunlight slowly shooting into the carriage, the elves in front of him seemed so perfect that Rebecca was a little confused.

But Avis continued, "Look at me, is he an adult or a teenager?"

Rebecca stayed for a moment, then carefully observed the smiling Avis. Avis' face was perfect, but it still seemed too young. Rebecca pondered for a moment, and then said, "You are a teenager."

"The elves grew up almost the same as humans in the first 15 years of their lives. When they were 15 years old, they would look like a teenager. After that, they would remain teenager. By the age of 100, they would grow into adults. Well, they are also adult elves. The elves have no old age, they will only become middle-aged people in the last 50 years of their lives." Avis chuckled softly.

Rebecca nodded. She looked at the young life in front of her and suddenly understood why the elves were called the "perfect" clan. This clan was really too perfect. She still remembered that the king of the human kingdom had undergone generations of changes, and the king of the elves was still the one who had not changed.

Rebecca felt that she seemed to have lost something. In the eyes of these elves, the century of a person's life may only be the time to make them adult.

Rebecca said with some depression: "I'll take a break."

Avis looked at the girl who suddenly became a little unhappy and touched his head strangely. The purchase was smooth and he touched his hair like a woman. But Avis still couldn't understand why the girl was suddenly unhappy. He believed that he had said nothing wrong.

The so-called woman’s heart is a needle!

Seeing that Rebecca seemed to have no desire to speak, Ives could only shake his head and continue reading with his head down. Time passed quickly, and five days later, the mercenary group came to a human checkpoint.

Because of the threat of robbers, there are scattered human checkpoints on this vast Lansos Plain. They guard the Lansos Plain. The markets next to these checkpoints also have the function of supply. After all, it seems unreasonable to move forward on such a huge grassland, without preparing some supply sites.

Avis' fracture has healed a little. At this time, he was flipping through books bored. In front of them, there was a relatively noisy market. Although Avis was determined to "picking up bargains", which was the favorite thing players did, his legs were obviously not enough for him to do so. So he could only ask Rebecca to help him sell the materials and buy a few books.

Although Rebecca could not bargain, there were naturally experts in this field in the mercenary group. Therefore, these materials were sold at a good price. However, there were no good books here, so Ives could only read some superficial books. With his eyes, it was naturally obvious that these books had many falsehoods, so Ives read these books as novels.

Don’t underestimate reading. Reading not only has experience, but also can increase hidden attributes of “intellectuality”. This is the same as the warriors who exercise their bodies and have experience in accounting, and will increase attributes of “power”. Of course, this is a very long process. Therefore, Ivis is not in a hurry and read slowly.

After purchasing supplies, the mercenary group decided to rest here for one night. There was only one tavern in the market next to the checkpoint. There were quite a lot of people here and there were not many empty rooms, so only a few people, including the caravan and Avis, moved in.

The caravans were also respectful to Ivis. However, Ivis had no impression of these ordinary-looking merchants. In fact, they might have some tasks, but Ivis was not in the mood to do the tasks.

What he thought of was to quickly go to the north of the Lansos Plain, where there was a city called 'Fettkron'. In that city, there was a series of good quests and dungeons, enough for him to reach level 20.

And level 20, in this chaotic world, he barely has some self-protection power.

Ivis thought this way. During a burst of music, he slowly turned a page of the pages in his hand. Suddenly, Ivis' pointed ears moved. He raised his head and looked at Rebecca who was playing the harp. He said with some amusement: "From the beginning, you have an average of 5 tunes and one tune away... You are not solid in basic skills."

Rebecca said with some conscience: "Why do you play so nicely, but I play badly?"

"This should be a talent, right?" Avis said with some uncertainty. Rebecca's mood became even more depressed. Avis gently put down the book in his hand and sat up. Afterwards, he smiled and said, "Because I am an elves, the elves have a strong talent for music."

Rebecca nodded, but still couldn't feel happy. Avis looked at Rebecca's silent appearance and then smiled slightly: "Maybe I should change the teaching method?"

Afterwards, Rebecca felt a scent coming from behind him. The fragrance was not like a woman's body fragrance, but a scent of grass. It smelled very comfortable, making people seem to be in the vast grassland. After a while, Rebecca realized that Ives actually hugged her from behind!

What was he going to do? Rebecca wanted to scream, but found that her body was already limp, her little face was flushed, and she couldn't speak at all.

Ivis seemed to have no idea at all, and took Rebecca's hands. Then, Ivis took Rebecca's hand and placed it on the harp.

"Low, I will put your hands in the right position and you just play." Avis's voice rang in Rebecca's ears, and Rebecca could still feel the hot wind blowing through his ears. The little girl nodded and then started playing under the guidance of Avis.

After a song came down, Rebecca didn't go out of tune once! Although there were several times when the notes played out were not strong enough, they were already very strange.

Avis let out a long breath, then let go of Rebecca's hand, sat back on the bed, and picked up the book he placed on the bed: "It's this feeling. If you practice a few more times, you should be able to play a song more perfectly."

Rebecca nodded, then she picked up the harp, thanked her, walked to the door with a red face, pushed open the door and walked out. Avis looked at Rebecca's figure and frowned slightly.

(It should be true... Is this girl really... the more innocent she is now, the more terrifying she will be when she falls in the future... It is said that her race will kill the person she loves the most?) Ives thought about it, if she read it correctly, there seemed to be a young man in the mercenary group who was interested in her?

...

Although music always came from the room, Hades was still nervously standing in the corridor outside the room, drinking absent-mindedly. Rebecca was really, just walking into a man's room openly, was too careless!

I just want to protect her!

Hades said this to himself, so he continued to drink, but immediately he found that a large glass of ale had been drunk without realizing it.

At this time, the door was opened. A girl with a flushed face walked out. Her short golden hair and bright eyes that seemed to be able to talk. At the first glance, Hades recognized it. This was Rebecca, the angel in their mercenary group.

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