Alix put away the newspaper in his hand, folded it carefully, and then put it back on the newspaper stand.
He raised his head and nodded gently into the newspaper booth, grabbed an Imperial Eagle-headed silver coin with his fingers, and pressed it on the newspaper.
“No need to look for it.”
The boss of the newsstand saw more people who came to see newspapers and publications for free, but fewer people paid than they saw. Moreover, he couldn't find the value of the eagle-headed silver coin at all. He looked at the weird man and opened his mouth, but found that the other party had disappeared in the vast crowd.
And while this long-famous magician put the newspaper back.
Thousands of miles away, Ravenstock, north of the empire, was stepping into the hall of the only adventurer guild in the town. This ancient guild had already spread across several major continents long before the arrival of the callers.
Whether it is Kaurin-Ishurien, Rotao, Cintaan, or even the giant trees with trunks, they were not as prosperous as before, but in recent years they have become increasingly prosperous under the ubiquitous callers.
In the hall, the owner of one of the boots was clamoring loudly. The short little guy had the biggest voice and frowned. He almost thought that a hundred dwarfs had come and rushed into the Adventurer Guild.
But in fact, the person who spoke was a Paparal, dressed neatly and wore a hood. If it weren't for the huge crossbow on his back, people would almost think it was a gentleman Sangshak who was traveling outside.
However, the real Paparals were shy, introverted and gentle. When they were traveling outside with their canes, they won a good reputation for the hilly areas of Rosharia with pleasant climate.
What about this one? It was a raven that was quarreling, which made people feel upset, and it was more like a mechanism for telling the time on the clock. Even the height was not much different. In fact, Luo Hao was thinking about how to hang this one on the wall to see if he could block the latter's chattering mouth.
"Look at this," Parker tried to stretch his hand as straight as possible. Although it was not too long, it could reach the latter's sash belly - Luo Hao looked at the scene with his head down and frowned. Although the Paparals had a brand new device on his hands, the surface of the hammered shaped was covered with marks, not like a magical equipment, but like a work of art.
But in fact, this is popular among some craftsmen, especially the madmen of Fire Hammer. The device is a bit like a rocket flying fist of Square Pluto, but there is a harpoon launch device on it. "This is a new thing popular in the Musketeers Association. Do you know how exaggerated it is? This thing was actually invented by that guy."
"The leader's rocket fist?"
"Absolutely," Parker shouted, "but this was not his first creation. He also plagiarized the creativity of the Brotherhood. The Nightingales had long used claw hooks, and the guy had learned the skills of the thief."
"But the one used by the thieves is nothing more than an ancient tool, which is bulky and inconvenient, and can only be manually done. It may not be that easy to get you flying around the eaves and walls."
"Shut up, box."
"I didn't say anything." The box replied plainly, "It was my magic sword that was talking."
他故意将后半句话说得阴森森的.
The Paparal people had goose bumps on their backs, "What, but what I obviously heard was your voice."
"Nonsense, because you can't hear my magic sword," replied the box, "I retelled it."
“It’s very well conveyed,” the Paparal people commented, “Don’t convey it in the future.”
The magic sword Gwenders chattered in his arms, and his voice came from under the scabbard, "You don't have to tell me, there is nothing to talk about between me and those ordinary people."
“尤其是那个矮冬瓜.”它着重评价.
“它说你是矮冬瓜.”
"who!"
Parker was so angry that he jumped, "I just replaced a new formula of explosive crystal dust from the Musketeers Association. Ask you if you want to try my new grenade with that damn sword!?"
The Paparal people angrily adjusted the elastic belt behind their butt and shouted angrily.
Luo Hao felt that it was absolutely wrong to apply for the two people to take care of them. He rubbed his swollen forehead with his chubby hands and sighed and said, "Don't make a noise, look over there."
On the counter of the Adventurers Guild, reports about the Mainland League are coming from the crystal projector.
Next to the erect crystal, the cute girl was looking at the three people with disgust.
看得出来,那也是个选召者.
The convener sometimes works in the adventurer guild, and for the newcomers, reception is the easiest job. Indigenous people are often not used to the unexpected conversations of the convener, but the convener himself is very adaptable.
但适应也是有限度的.
"Yo," Parker whistled, his tone not getting more sour, "that guy is famous again."
The box looked as if it was expected and did not intend to comment on it.
In his opinion, his regiment commander should be omnipotent. Although it is still questionable at the level of combat, it is not a matter of course to defeat those alchemists who can't even fight?
Luo Hao listened carefully to the news in the crystal. They headed all the way to Avochik (the capital of the Empire) to find a legendary caster who could seal the magic sword. They had collected some useful information along the way. They originally planned to report it to the Qihai Traveler, but they did not expect that the mainland league would have a result first.
He could imagine the situation in the community at this moment. After all, it was the best achievement in previous years. Not to mention the decline, it was worth a book even in the golden age ten years ago.
But this fat man is no longer the outsider mentality of being a super competitive league audience. If it were in the past, he might have given some advice on the news in the community, but now he has lost that interest.
He was about to talk about the Qihai Brigade, and at the same time, he told these two people to make the movement less. The Qihai Brigade has become different from the past. Because of the leader, the forces and organizations that pay more and more attention to the market from now on.
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But before he could speak, a strange voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them, "Sir, gentlemen from the famous Seven Seas Brigade, I would like to say good afternoon to you."
"Oh, no."
"Good morning!"
Luo Hao and Parker were both surprised and turned in that direction. The box raised his eyebrows vigilantly, held the scabbard of the magic sword Gwenders, and placed his other hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to unsheath the attack at any time.
"Wait, wait," the 'person' who appeared behind them-or was hardly a man, a rusty figure, dressed in a decent black dress and a high hat, waving his hands at them.
There was a gray owl standing on the doll's shoulder. Oh, a long-eared owl, staring at each of them with fierce eyes.
"Everyone, I have no kindness—"
"No, there is no malice."
"What did I see?" The Paparal's eyes widened in surprise. "Creating the construct can speak?"
"No, it's not, this is just my servant, please look here."
The three of them were slightly stunned, and then they realized that it was not the doll that was speaking. It was the gray bird standing on the doll's shoulder, the owl and the long-eared owl, spreading its wings to try to attract their attention: "Introduce yourself--"
"So an owl can talk?" Parker interrupted in surprise. "It even has a constituent servant who wants to introduce himself to us?"
"It's not surprising that owls can talk," said Luo Hao. "You have met one in Elpaxin before, have you forgotten?"
"Oh," Parker looked dazed, "I remember, but how do you know?"
"You told me."
Luo Hao looked at this guy like he cared for his mentally retarded.
"No," the owl looked at them fiercely, although it was probably not from its own wishes, but was born with such expressions. "It is not an owl, but a long-eared owl. We are a wise race. Since you have met a long-eared owl like me somewhere else, it may be my tribe who lives there."
"That's great," the box held his magic sword and kept a vigilant distance from the other party, "so you'd better explain why you eavesdropped on us, how could you know that we are members of the Seven Seas Brigade?"
His tone became cold, "I understand, are you from the Death Arrival Guild?"
"Uh," Luo Hao pressed the guy behind him, and then they were gone, "Okay, Mr. Long-eared Owl, what's wrong with you? As you can see, you'd better report your intention, otherwise my companion might have some stress."
"Don't be nervous, everyone," the owl said in a strange tone. "I have no malice. I, Yulis, is a professional investor in the Transformation Foundation."
"That's great," Luo Hao thought about the Lawshizi Foundation, but he had never heard of such a name after thinking for a long time.
He thought about it for a moment and subconsciously refused, "Mr. Ulis, we have no interest in investment products, or other products, or flyers, and we have rejected seventeen or eighteen along the way."
"I'm different from them," Owl Ullis replied, "I'm interested in your team. I heard that you have no one yet. Is the Seven Seas Brigade willing to cooperate with the Transformation Foundation?"
Luo Hao thought that even if they wanted to cooperate with others, they would not cooperate with a foundation of unknown origin.
Besides, that was not a category he could decide. He interrupted directly: "If you want to talk about cooperation, it is best to go to our leader. As you can see, he is in Apenand, or you can go to Ayinblock to wait for him-"
The owl moved his claws on the shoulders of his mechanical servant, and his eyes turned, "But I heard you are looking for a master casting craftsman."
"It's a legendary caster." The box opened.
"It's almost the same," the owl waved his wings. "Maybe I have any news about the casting master, are you interested?"
Luo Hao was slightly stunned and couldn't help but stop. He looked back at the Paparals. There was no normal time for the box among the three to involve his magic sword. Although the Paparals were a little unreliable, they were at least still a normal person.
"I understand, are you going to sell us some news?"
Sure enough, when it comes to business negotiations, the Paparal people's natural greed nature immediately gained the upper hand. He didn't even have to think about it and found a reason: "But we don't know if your news is worth it?"
He boasted himself: "You know now that in front of you are members of the three famous Seven Seas Brigade."
In order to emphasize his words, the short man climbed onto a chair beside him and tried to sit on an equal footing with the owl.
But the cute girl's eyes were getting sharper and sharper, and the rag in her hand was tightly clenched, and her eyes looked like two sharp swords, trying to poke two transparent holes into the Paparal people on the chair.
Parker was unconscious of this and continued: "You can trust the credibility of the Qihai Brigade, but how can we trust you?"
Luo Hao sighed, but these words were not exaggerated.
The owl actually took out a monocle glasses from his feathers and put them on his beak, staring at them and said, "You may have made a mistake. Ulis is not a news dealer, he is a professional investor. I want to invite you to attend a secret technology conference."
"Secret...technology, press conference?"
Luo Hao had a little difficulty connecting the news with what they were looking for, "What is that?"
"The Fire Hammers' party," replied Owl Ulis, "you know that those dwarves have a technology club in the Empire, and they will announce some new technology at the salon, and there is a small auction there. There is a star anchor for sale."
Star anchor.
Luo Hao immediately captured the key information.
The star anchor itself is a magic product, but its core requires the participation of casters. Moreover, behind those high-precision star anchors, there are often superb casters, and there are not necessarily those with the level they are looking for.
"How is it?" asked Ulis. "The Foundation is very interested in those excellent teams and does not mind showing kindness to you. If you are interested, I can take you to this private party."
At this moment, a line of text appears on Luo Hao's system, and the spokesperson shows it as a Paparal:
‘Hey, did you hear it-’
‘A star anchor.’
Luo Hao looked at the box beside him calmly and typed:
‘You really believe in this guy?’
‘I always think this is a bit weird. The leader’s A-to-β series crystals are famous, and there are quite a few people staring at us now.’
The Paparal's avatar flashed: 'I don't think it's a big deal, I'm very familiar with Fire Hammers.'
Luo Hao hesitated for a moment. He was indeed a little alert, but there was no reason to refuse. They did come for the magic sword, and they also had to find a master casting craftsman.
The communication between the two was only completed in an instant. He looked up at each other and then turned his eyes to the counter of the Adventurers Guild - the girl was staring at the Paparal people with gritted teeth.
Luo Hao then spoke: "No, but we have to agree first. We are not interested in what auction to attend. We just want to see the star anchor."
He paused, "But we have something to handle here, and if Mr. Ullis can wait first, let us go to the counter to handle some private affairs?"
"Of course," the owl waved his wings, "I can wait for you for a quarter of an hour in time."
Luo Hao nodded to the other party, turned around and walked backwards.
The Paparals chased after him, but the box asked, "Do we have anything to do?"
Fortunately, these two guys were quite reliable at critical moments and knew how to lower their voices. Luo Hao glared at each other angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, keep up."
...
Soft light penetrates the window curtains.
Fang Yu's eyelids moved slightly, then opened up, revealing a pair of dark eyes below, a little confused and quiet, and his peculiar pupils expanded like flames.
The golden flames inside flashed in a flash.
I remember when I was very young, Tang Xin said more than once that his eyes were different from others. At that time, he didn't dare to let others observe his eyes carefully.
It seems like an alien.
But later he grew up a little, and it became his own unique feature. Although he gradually realized that everyone has a different self.
Whether it is physical or psychological.
However, my uncle and aunt have said more than once that they think that their eyes are very special, very much like his parents.
What kind of people are their parents?
In the light that gradually became clear from the hazy light, Fang Yu saw the first thing he saw was Miss Tata's quiet expression, who was watching herself gently.
She just didn't move, occasionally blinking her eyes, wearing a silver skirt, putting her hands on her knees, and gently spoke, "You're awake, Mr. Knight."
"here it is?"
Fang Yu knew that he had been sleeping for about a while and had overdrawn too much physical strength in the tower space. "Is the result of the game?"
The slight sound of the collision of vessels came from a distance.
The ship's officer was putting the teacup on the tray, which contained a set of Miss Tata's pocket tea set. She stood beside the window frame, blocking the light, turned around, her thin eyebrows slightly raised with a look of surprise.
"Ed, are you awake?"
Fang Yu then recognized that he had returned to the Qihai Traveler. The reason why he felt unfamiliar was that this was the room of the Miss Shipman.
He was about to get up, but Silmide had come over and gently pressed him with his hands, "The match is over, don't worry, my Captain."
She smiled and said, "You and your team members have entered the next round. The Guta people also have three places, and the Kapuka Craftsmen Association has one. The Korlin people are the big winner this time, and it all depends on the efforts of you and your partners-"
She stared at him with a little gentleness.
This competition is actually just a key to the door.
And half of that is to realize her dream.
Fang Zhu lying silently back on the soft pillow, gently smelling the fragrant smell lingering between the ears and noses, which was the smell of cypress, lily and sea salt.
The breath of a shipkeeper.
His natural calmed down.
"The Tower of Silver did not announce too many details of the game, they gave you a good rest."
"Miss Tata has never appeared outside, the secret scholars keep secrets for you."
While telling in detail, Silvede placed Miss Tata's tea set in front of her one by one, and then carefully poured tea for Miss Dragon Soul.
Her hands were very stable, not a single spilled outside.
The girl gently fiddled with the hair on her forehead, "These days, Miss Tata is taking care of you."
"So too, Miss Silvede." Miss Fairy said calmly.
Fang Yu raised his head and heard a strange look in Miss Tata's words. He had once felt the tone in the tower: "Miss Tata?"
"Um."
The fairy lady replied softly.
She looked up at him.
There were two overlapping shadows, overlapping deep in her emerald green eyes and turning into a soft voice:
"Thank you, Mr. Knight."
Chapter completed!