Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 47 Ups and Downs of Thought
"Those assassins, what about Aubrey? I found that Aubrey's footwork is very clever and his speed is very fast. Are there many people like him?"
Simon said: "The assassins have a secret guild. Because they hide in the dark and never show up, outsiders don't know about it, but Aubrey just passed the level three certification last year."
Shen Zhimo nodded pretendingly: "Level 3, he should be pretty good? I think he won't be too bad."
Simon smiled bitterly and said: "Third-level thieves and assassins, you can just go to the market and find a dozen of them without even having a title. The most powerful assassin is a ninth-level assassin, who can...can..."
"Ten thousand armies take the enemy's head from it, just like picking out something from a bag?"
"Yes, yes, your description is really apt. If a level nine assassin wants to kill someone, it will be useless even if you escape to the ends of the earth. And Aubrey is just suitable for pickpocketing on the street and just listening to the wall. Let's give another example.
, I am an ordinary knight, and I can use the low-level piety aura and holy aura, and I can break through the defense with one strike from you, but if I use it on a paladin, even ten swords will not work."
Shen Zhimo fell into deep contemplation. The difference between the ninth level and the third level was as big as the difference between the head of the Shaolin Temple and the Zhike monk. And he himself did not have the ability to slash seventy swords in one second. It seemed that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world.
, there are countless capable people, and they should not be underestimated.
"Saga, why don't we register with the guild tomorrow and set up a new mercenary group? First lay down the foundation, then recruit new members, and gradually develop it to the point where it can compete with the Viper's Fang. This way we won't
I will be afraid of them."
"You idiot." Shen Zhimo said unceremoniously: "Do you think it's fun to play such low-level tricks? Apart from that baron, who is the leader and person in charge of Viper's Fang? And what is his identity? I will do it.
A plan."
After Simon beat Curtis and others, he felt a little regretful and said cautiously: "Are you really going to fight Viper's Fang? I think it's best to register as a mercenary group. The guild stipulates that private fights between peers are strictly prohibited -
- Of course, it refers specifically to large-scale fighting. They can't control the small ones. In this case, we are under the protection of the guild and can win a chance to breathe. Another way is to leave Elida City. This is not what I want.
need."
"Please be clear-headed. If you can't beat the bright one, you can't beat the dark one?"
Simon sighed and said: "Okay, I hope the road with you will not be an abyss."
Two hours later, on the datewood table in the room, Simon spread out a piece of information, which he had just written based on his memories. It was very detailed and detailed.
Shen Zhimo felt what magic civilization meant. He pressed the metal button on the wall, and the mechanism was connected to the chandelier on the ceiling through a copper pipe. Magic flowed, and the chandelier with patterns carved on it began to glow with white light, and the room was filled with light.
Seeing the strange and surprised country bumpkin look on his face, Simon thought to himself: "Could this guy just jump out of a rock?" He explained: "This lamp is inlaid with light crystals and uses magic to maintain its operation. It is better than an oil lamp.
It’s much more convenient, but it’s expensive and most people can’t afford it. This is the most luxurious room in the tavern, so you installed it specially. My room doesn’t have it installed.”
Shen Zhimo sighed in admiration, and Simon pressed another switch. Suddenly, cool wind blew out from the hole in a large iron box on the west wall. The temperature was very pleasant, and the sultry heat of summer was swept away. "This is called an air conditioner. Inside
There are wind crystals and ice crystals. In the past, only lords' houses in the port could have an air conditioner, and civilians had never seen one. But in Elida City, there are even ordinary taverns. But this one is the smallest and cheapest.
, the range of effect is also small, the kind found in noble houses, which can turn the entire hall into a cool autumn."
Shen Zhimo had to suppress his envy and said calmly: "Oh, it's nothing. Who doesn't have an air conditioner in my hometown?" However, with his unconcealed expression, everyone could tell that he was bragging.
.
"That's not bad." Simon pretended not to see it: "First, let's take a look at the information I wrote about Nefarian, the leader of the Viper Fang. He is the nominal head of the group. He is forty-two years old.
He is an intermediate ice mage. This person is a bit ambitious and particular about style. What I am most afraid of is Nefarian’s deputy Onyxia. This is a mysterious woman who came to Elida City ten years ago.
I don’t know her true identity.”
"If you don't know, then what's there to be afraid of?"
"Although I don't know how powerful she is, Nefarian and even the Baron are all obedient to this woman. Do you think this woman can do it without hiding something?"
"Perhaps her beauty is charming. Wenwen Township has been a tomb of heroes since ancient times. There is nothing to say that a few old perverts were fascinated by her." Shen Zhimo opened the information and was surprised and happy at once, saying: "You really have the potential to be a bandit.
"There are more than ten pages of information, including the height, weight, appearance, hobbies, abilities, temper, wife and children of the regiment leader Nefarian, and even the topography of the house where he lives.
"I drew it based on my past memories. At that time, I had a deep grudge with him, and I had a desperate plan to assassinate him. I investigated every aspect of this guy in great detail, including where the sewers in his house lead to.
I know it all. In the end, I gave up the plan because of my wife, but the contents of the investigation at that time were deeply etched in my mind."
Shen Zhimo thought to himself: "Nefarian's guard is so tight, I'm afraid you don't have the courage." But he didn't point it out and said with a smile: "How many nightmare vines did Troy bring back?"
"There's a total of one kilogram. You just gave it to the tavern owner and you only took one or two. It's a pity."
"Okay then, you can find a buyer with a bigger background tomorrow and exchange it for cash as soon as possible."
"Here, Nightmare Vine won't go bad after being stored for a long time. Why don't we save it and use it in a pinch?"
"Even a thousand taels of gold can't save you in a pinch, so it's better to come up with money first to prevent something critical from happening in the future."
Simon nodded: "You are right, what should I do?"
"Just contact the buyer and don't get robbed."
"Okay, then I'll go back and clean up."
That night, Shen Zhimo was lying on the soft big bed, his thoughts were up and down, and he couldn't fall asleep. He thought of his distant hometown, recalled the turbulent rivers and lakes, and the all-powerful wind and clouds. When he thought about it again to this day, he couldn't help but feel that he didn't even have a place to settle down.
It was quite uncomfortable. Simon's words shocked him greatly. Those strong men on the continent are not pork on the chopping board. You can cut them as you want.
The seven scars on his chest and abdomen are aching all the time. According to Tyreseer, it is a curse imposed on himself by the devil. It may break out at any time. He does not know when it will come back to bite him. He must find a way to remove it.