"Good morning, Mr. Pibouik, your hat looks good today."
The former frigate observer of the Krytan fleet, Cima Ramsay, greeted the goblins passing by outside.
Maybe it's because the air here is filled with a hint of sweetness.
Although he washed up last night.
But when I first wake up, I can still inevitably feel the sweetness on my tongue.
Oh, a paradise for sweet tooths.
That guy with the mechanical eyes will like this place.
If he hadn't died in that inter-galactic voyage war...
"Yes, Nora's will told me today's choice of purple."
"I like this color."
"Although, its interpretation is uneasiness and fright..."
A man named Piabike responded enthusiastically.
The lifespan of fairies is different from that of mortal things.
The passage of time will leave no trace on their faces or bodies.
Whether they are old or young depends entirely on whether their souls are light or not.
"Maybe some accidents will happen today, you have to be careful, Mr. Seema Ram."
"After the queen is lost, Nora's will can no longer protect strangers like you."
The goblin suddenly frowned and said.
Then, without waiting for Seema Ram's response, he left directly.
Watching the goblin leave, Seema Ram didn't feel anything special.
Goblins are always like this, they often fall into some weird murmur.
At first, Seema Ram and his teammates thought this might be a symbol of some evil influence on the goblin.
But this is not the case, the fairies in this world are like this.
Seema Ram did not read much about the specific extension of customs.
That could put him to sleep better than the formula for the harmonization and reaction of battleship parts...
Probably like some witches who like to chew on old shoe heels.
These beings involving magic will inevitably have some weird habits.
Seema Ram was indifferent to this.
He has retired from the battleship.
Currently, I am a semi-casual and semi-combat online player...
Seema Ram warmed a bowl of hot soup as she had done the past few days.
The energy instrument faithfully carries out his orders.
While he was waiting for the delicious food, Seema Ram caught a glimpse of a strange human being walking from the entrance of the village.
This is not something unusual.
But if the other party is shrouded in an ominous light that looks like blood.
It’s not easy to say...
Sima Ram frowned and subconsciously adjusted the protective gear on his body to prepare for combat.
He felt that the other party had a high probability of being a comprehensive player.
Weekly free copies of this scale are not one-way.
It is more like an open world, and every online player who refreshes the copy can choose to enter it anytime and anywhere.
Based on the difference in time flow rate between planes.
Some comprehensive network players have just entered, and some comprehensive network players have already passed the maximum time limit for weekend dungeons.
This is also the reason why establishing a cross-dimensional integrated player guild requires a lot of resources:
It can reconcile this deviation to a certain extent.
"Stop! Evil stranger!"
"This is the territory of goblins, we do not welcome all evil existences!"
The goblin guarding the entrance noticed the other party and immediately said sharply.
Although it is less than the size of a human waist, it does not look majestic at all.
But the powerful magical aura lingering on the other party proved the weight of its words.
"I need some information about ancient spirits, for which I can pay you some reward."
This is what the visitor said.
Surrounded by the red light, which symbolizes cruelty and evil, Seema Ram could see the other party's golden eyes.
Looking for trouble with goblins in the Goblin Plains?
This brother has a strong head!
Seema Ram thought so.
"Stranger, there is nothing you want in the goblin territory."
"Leave here. Holy Nora will curse all beings who try to attack the fairy grounds."
The goblin guard looked at the other party warily.
It seemed to read some information from those lingering red lights.
Although the tone has not improved much.
But the charging trend that was about to start came to a halt.
It seems that it still knows it well...
Seema Ram could see that the goblin guard's words made the visitor ponder for a while.
His lingering eyes, which were like pale gold, stared at the humanoid body of the elf, with a hint of consideration.
Subconsciously, Sima Ram instinctively felt that the other party was not thinking about the goblin's force or curse.
It's about other, more dangerous reasons...
As the other party pondered, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
A substantial sense of oppression, as heavy as a boulder, gradually enveloped this goblin village.
Seema Ram was attracted when he saw his teammates.
The time the other party pondered was not long.
But for all living beings who can perceive all this, it is indescribably oppressive.
Just like a mortal being in a strange wilderness, encountering a suspicious being with a bulging waist and asking for directions.
After not getting an answer, the silence of the other party gave me the feeling of a mortal being, just like the fairies at this moment.
At this moment, someone suddenly said hesitantly:
"Is this Mr. Wizard?"
A sudden voice broke the other party's silence.
His eyes filled with endless fire looked towards the area where the sound was coming from.
After thinking for a while, the other party's expression softened a little.
Suddenly, Seema Ram felt a sense of relief and relief as if the captain said, "There is no need to work overtime today."
Damn, luckily I retired early...
Seema Ram knocked on his head, which was loaded with several special equipment.
I feel that the weird feeling of déjà vu just now was caused by some bugs in my equipment due to the interference of magic particles.
As we all know, any trouble that is difficult to understand when repairing a ship but does not interfere with normal operation can be pushed to magic particles!
Following the gaze attracted by the other party, Seema Ram also saw the voice.
Huh?
Is that the halfling with half-elf blood?
It seems to be Mimi Farley, or what?
Seema-Ram adds an emphasis mark above the opponent's head.
Being able to come into contact with online players, or being a native life of such dangerous online players, can be worthy of a mark.
But at this time, Seema Ram discovered the note that she had set before.
"A halfling elf who can make delicious pumpkin soup and sauce..."
"I remember you, little one."
At this moment, the other party said this.
Sima Ram saw the somewhat anxious face of the halfling who was half-elf, and instantly became brighter.
The next moment:
"You said you wanted to treat me to a meal..."
Oops, suddenly it turned from sunny to cloudy with light rain...
This chapter has been completed!