"you……"
At the door of the tavern, which was quiet for a moment, the figures of a man and a woman looked at each other silently for a moment with the two drunkards who were almost caught together. It seemed that they had not yet recovered from the appearance of these two people.
Locke finally put down his fist, and his drunken eyes slowly fell on the guy in the gray robe: "Who are you?"
"My name is Linyuan Duanshui, and I am an adventurer."
Having said these words familiarly, the magician who called himself Linyuan Duanshui smiled dryly and replied: "Because it's too late, I want to find a place to rest. You continue, you continue, hahahaha..."
"Adventurers?" Locke, who left Leven aside, opened his eyes hard: "Don't adventurers all like to stay in the 'Chestnut Grass' tavern in the south of Tanzania City? What are you doing here?"
"That's because...well."
The words he was about to say were interrupted by a feminine fragrance. Xueling Huanbing, who waved his arms to stop Duan Qing from speaking, then quietly stood in front of him. He was originally hiding in the magician's arms.
The somewhat weak image also changed into a sultry and moving appearance at this time, and he walked in front of Locke and Levin calmly: "...Boss, are there any free rooms?"
"Yes." Still with the expressionless expression he had when bartending, the tavern owner known as Uncle Paul held a large wooden wine glass and lowered his head: "How many do you want?"
"Two is best, one is fine."
Ignoring the ambiguous glances coming from inside the tavern and the bar that were whistling all around, Xueling Huanbing continued without changing her expression: "He and I, together."
"..."
Looking up at the woman's face again, the tavern owner Paul took out a small key from his arms with his greasy fingers: "06, room."
boom.
Looking at the small key that was ancient in shape but completely covered in tartar, the woman in white clothes and white hair frowned slightly. She wanted to reach out and take the key, but was met with a heavy slap on the table.
The voice interrupted, and at the same time, a large armored hand appeared covering the key: "I haven't finished asking yet, this lady who wants to sleep early."
"..."
With a face as cold as ice in winter, Xueling Huanbing raised his head and glanced at the soldier who was close at hand. The hands that gradually stretched out to his waist were picked up by Duan Qing's hands the next moment, and then he used his back to
The movement of her body squeezed into the magician's back: "No, no, no, my daughter... My teammate didn't mean to offend you. She was just frozen by the night wind outside, so she wanted to find a place to rest quickly.
Just a moment."
"The teammate who was frozen to death by the night wind? Isn't he the lady from 'Pink Aromatherapy'?"
The palm of his hand made a long rubbing sound on the bar, and Warrior Locke's eyes fell on Duan Qing again: "You... just returned from outside the city?"
"Ah, yes, yes." Duan Qingpei, who was trying hard to control the location of the package, replied with a smile: "New adventurers don't know the rules of this place very well. Please forgive me if you violate the curfew regulations.
, please bear with me."
"Before the officer over there arrived, there was no curfew in Tanzania."
Pointing to the officer who was still hiding at the door and looking around, the drinker who had been sitting at the edge of the bar holding a cocktail glass then whispered: "But now... it's hard to say."
"Are you foreigners?"
The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a bit with the appearance of Locke's question. Several drinkers sitting in front of the bar also followed the warrior captain's eyes and fell on Duan Qing. They were attracted by these
The magician who stared at him uncomfortably then smiled dryly and took two steps back again, slowly coming to the other side where Xue Ling Huan Bing had just sat: "Um...what's wrong with foreigners? This place is not welcome.
A foreigner?"
"For...many reasons, Tanzania City needs to ensure its own safety now." Warrior Locke gradually approached Duan Qing with his huge face: "I don't want to be disturbed from my drinking mood, but you are here at this time.
came here……"
"Captain Locke, Captain of the Third Squadron of the Second Brigade of Santerius Province, I will now inquire about you." He pushed the key in his hand aside, and at the same time, he gradually covered Duan Qing in front of him with his huge body shadow: "Please
Answer our questions truthfully, otherwise...you will bear the consequences."
"Understood? Very good."
The eyes that were sitting at almost the same height as Duan Qing stood turned around the two silent people. Then Warrior Locke nodded slightly: "First question, where are you from?
Where did you come from?"
"We...we were originally villagers from Kalo Village, and we just left that village to go on an adventure." Duan Qing, whose mouth twitched slightly, then answered honestly: "We just got off the waterway of the Gemenan River, and then crossed the Tantan River.
Over there at Mulberry Plain..."
"Ah ha, they came from the Gmenan River!" Before Duan Qing could say anything, an officer who had been hiding in the corner shouted and jumped up: "You are indeed lazy outside, Locke
!”
"Shut up." Locke, who turned around and shouted, then touched the huge sword he placed next to the bar in the tavern: "Or I will chop you down!"
"He, he just said that he came from the waterway of the Gemenan River, right?" Without paying any attention to the feeling that the other party was threatening him with a sword, Levin, who was jumping up and down, pointed at Duan Qing's face with his white-gloved finger: "
Haha! Who just said that he didn’t let anyone come over? Your lie has been exposed!"
boom--
Another loud sound of fist fights echoed inside the tavern. Soldier Locke raised his hand and punched the monkey-like officer straight away. He watched as he flew away amid the cheers and cheers in the tavern.
The nobleman outside the door gradually disappeared into the night. After a while, he murmured: "Is there something wrong with this guy's brain..."
"Probably because I was beaten by you too many times, my brain has turned into a piece of volcanic rock from Mount Yalut." The man holding the cocktail also shook his head: "Not only has it become bulky, but it is also full of hatred.
A fire you can’t extinguish.”
"Don't be so disgusting, I have to go back to accompany Jenna later." Lott withdrew his gaze and waved his arm with an ugly look on his face: "But first..."
"We have to solve the problem between you two first."
He turned around and stood the huge sword in front of Duan Qing. The latter looked at the door smashed open by the officer who was knocked away before and the sword blade that made a hole in the ground.
The cold sweat also flowed down: "Well... if there is nothing else, then we will go to rest first."
"You want to run? It's impossible."
Pointing to the surrounding drinkers who were still watching the excitement, Locke let out a few drunken laughs: "Although I was just joking with that fool just now, I have indeed been staying at the Gemenan River for the past three days.
In the area near the river basin..."
"My physical strength is not as good as that of Sick John, and my eyesight is not as bad as that of Old Roll." It seems that the alcohol in his eyes has been dispelled. Warrior Locke stared at the two people in front of him closely: "In the past three days, I have indeed
I haven’t seen anyone pass through that place, how did you get here?”
"Dang, of course I came by boat." Duan Qing, who was laughing dryly, made a gesture toward the increasingly narrow gap between the two people: "It's a canoe I made myself in the Gemenan jungle.
Made of fine ivy wood, we followed the river all the way down, and finally reached the shore this evening..."
"Ivy is indeed a tree that grows in the Gemenan jungle. It is famous for being always accompanied by evergreen vines." Locke, who was several times larger than Duan Qing, leaned forward again:
"But... that kind of wood is very hard and not suitable for making boats at all. Are you sure it is made of this material?"
"...Does Captain Locke still have research on tree materials? He actually knows such information." There was no panic after the lie was exposed. Instead, the magician in the magic robe showed an excited look on his face: "That kind of tree
The reason why the texture is hard is that it contains a large amount of earth elements that ordinary trees do not have, so it is not only full of life, but also has a certain degree of heating effect."
"…warming?"
"You must not have made tables, chairs and benches out of that kind of tree, right? Because it is very difficult to cut."
It seemed that he was talking about what he was good at, and the excitement on the face of the gray-robed magician became more and more obvious: "The furniture made from this kind of tree is very warm, and the temperature when touched can reach 30 degrees.
About...ah, you may not know what thirty degrees is, right? It's probably about the same as the surface temperature of us humans..."
"You, who are you?" A strange look gradually appeared in his eyes, and the armor body originally used by Warrior Locke to intimidate became a little crooked: "Are you a magician?"
"To be precise, he is an alchemist." Pulling his gray robe hard, Duan Qing showed a proud look on his face: "Including my research on ivy wood, the tools I use to cut ivy wood.
Methods...these are just part of my great research in alchemy."
"Alchemist?" Locke's eyes widened: "Like those old mages hiding in the Violet Tower? You are a little adventurer..."
"Why, are you doubting my identity?"
An angry expression appeared on his face. Duan Qing, who was in full view of everyone, reached out and took out a bottle of blue healing potion from his arms: "This is an ice blue healing potion that I prepared myself. It has the ability to instantly dispel scorching magic."
The unique effect is only sold for fifteen gold coins a bottle now, do you want to get one first?"
"...The healing potion only needs to be used to treat injuries. Why should I buy this potion that has the effect of dispelling magic?"
Wrinkling his eyebrows, he pushed aside the bottle of potion that was handed to him. Locke's eyes became impatient: "Get out of here, you humble liar."
"Okay, okay, I'll be right away..."
"Wait a minute, I have another question to ask you."
Duan Qing, who nodded and bowed and took two steps back, secretly used a package to block Xue Ling Huan Bing from the opponent's sight, then left the range of the bar. He wanted to leave the place, but the next moment he was held up by the cocktail glass.
The famous drinker's voice stopped, and at the same time, his eyes gradually drifted over: "I admire your ability to make a canoe out of ivy wood, Mr. Alchemist, but... there are many things in the Gemenan Jungle.
Other trees, right? Why use such materials?"
"This, this..." Duan Qing's eyes began to sway from side to side again: "Because of me, my companion, she suddenly felt, felt... ah, yes, because she was sick, so she was a little afraid of the cold, hahahaha
…”
"Afraid of the cold?"
Looking at the white-haired woman behind Duan Qing again, Warrior Locke had a puzzled look on his face again: "Looking at the way she looked just now, she didn't look like a patient like John.
She...is right."
"what is her name?"
The surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees again with the emergence of this question. Locke's eyes gradually focused on Xueling Huanbing: "Your fellow adventurer... what is her name?"
"I……"
"Her name is Ling Bing."
Reaching out to push back the woman who was about to speak out, Duan Qing's eyes became serious as he said the answer without hesitation: "We didn't just come to this place casually, we have a mission.
"
"...Huh, you're not just a passerby after all."
Locke looked up and down the magician's body for a long time, then snorted a few times and continued to ask: "What mission?"
"It's a commissioned task."
Slowly lowering his arm, Duan Qing lowered his voice: "Someone wants us to give something to a person named Luxor Hangu."
"Do any of you know this guy?"
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"……call."
Walking in the dank corridor underground of the tavern, Duan Qing exhaled a long breath: "Finally, I got in alive."
"...You can really speak." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was following him, shook his head and laughed, "I almost got fooled by you."
"Didn't we fail in the end?" Duan Qing said helplessly: "If the name on the note hadn't been reported, we might have had to taste the prison food in Tanzania tonight.
Woolen cloth."
"Sounds like pretty good."
Jumping forward in two steps, the woman with a smile on her face then shook her white hair and turned back with her hands behind her back: "At least it's much better than what you experimented with dark cooking during this time, isn't it?
"
"Believe in my strength. If I can be an alchemist, I can definitely be a nutritionist." Duan Qing, who was carrying a huge package, paused and said, "Your body... I will definitely be able to cure it.
"
"..."
"Don't be brave anymore."
Looking at the other party's silence, Duan Qing walked forward and shook his head slightly: "Leave all the problems to me, don't worry, okay?"
"I'm not worried." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who raised his head, nodded heavily, and a beautiful smile bloomed on his face again: "And..."
"You will call me Lingbing from now on. This is what you said yourself." (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!