"Don't you need to prepare anything?"
"No need, if you must bring it, I won't stop you."
"So, do you have any other suggestions?"
"……there is none left."
As time went by, the chaotic sounds of fighting gradually moved away from the surroundings of the "Wind Eagle" Tavern, and were later replaced by the increasingly noisy Tanzania City. The citizens who gradually took to the streets began to appear there one by one.
He was walking back and forth between the shops along the street in the alleyway in front of the tavern. Duan Qing, who was also wearing a gray robe and was also shuttled among these people, was slowly following behind the imperial soldier.
According to John, who had sobered up, they were already on their way to meet Luke Sehangu.
This is also the final effect that Duan Qing's glass of fifty gold coins of Butland wine can play.
"arrive."
The footsteps passed through the noisy streets and alleys. The figure of the imperial soldier finally stopped at a dark corner. Then after a period of silence, he turned back and pointed at Duan Qing who was following him.
: "Just lead the way and bring it here. The rest... just go in by yourself."
"Wait a minute, won't you follow me in?"
"I am an upright soldier of the empire, and I don't want to deal with people like that."
John waved his hand vigorously, folded his arms, and then leaned against the wall in the dark corner: "What's more, I have to go to bed and I have my own tasks to complete, so staying with you is just a waste.
My time."
"Hehe, hehehehe..." So Duan Qing could only laugh and scratch his cheek: "Then, then I just... can I really do it alone?"
"Although Han Gu is also a bastard, he doesn't have the arrogance unique to the imperial nobles."
Sighing and lowering his head, John then cast his wandering eyes on the line of sky above the alley: "As an ordinary adventurer, he would still be happy to receive him."
"oh."
He nodded hesitantly, and Duan Qing, who was holding on to his magic robe, walked forward cautiously: "Well, then I'll go."
"Go ahead, if anyone still asks about your identity, just say that I, John Corner, brought you here."
The imperial soldier shook his head, turned around and disappeared deep into the alley. Then he coughed several times: "At least they won't arrest you like they did to the two people just now."
"Okay, then, then...huh."
In the scene where the two running figures were gradually getting further away, Duan Qing took back the farewell words he wanted to say, and then in the noisy street sounds that still echoed in his ears, he walked from the corner of the street.
He gradually came out of the shadow. Like a small stone thrown into the lake, his figure quickly blended into the hustle and bustle of the street in front of him, but the man wearing a gray magic robe who walked out of the alley
The magician had no intention of getting lost at all, and even found his destination as soon as he stepped into the sunshine.
"Looks very rich."
The vermilion door frame, the courtyard wall that is much higher than the neighboring houses, the large nameplate placed above the door frame, and the two burly guards who were guarding that place remained unmoved despite being located in the bustling city of Tanzania.
Inside, the tall building that appeared in front of Duan Qing still looked very clear and distinct. The patterns engraved on the vermilion door seemed to reveal an ancient and mysterious flavor, which was then filled with
The traces of murderous intent nearby were gradually covered up: "And...it's very dangerous."
"you."
The strong shadow then blocked the sunlight on Duan Qing's head, and what followed was the sight of a burly black-clothed guard looking down at him. He, who belonged to one of the two guarding the door, then smiled slightly.
He bent down and looked at Duan Qing's face, who was standing blankly in the middle of the street, with questioning eyes: "What are you doing?"
"I...that..." Duan Qing's consciousness seemed to have not yet reacted: "I...how did you know?"
"For someone like you who keeps an eye on the Luxor family all day long, I can cook four or five a day."
He twisted his fists, and the black-clothed guard, who was ignoring the people walking around him, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Get out of here if you have nothing to do, or I'll beat you up."
"Um...I'm here to see Luke Sehangu."
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead vigorously, Duan Qing replied in a short voice: "It was just because I couldn't react after searching for a long time, so..."
"...You want to find the boss?"
After looking the frail magician up and down again, the guard in black shook his neck: "Who are you? Why are you looking for the boss?"
"I have a mission, which was entrusted to me by others." Duan Qing put on a calm expression: "I have never seen Master Luxor before, so I spent a long time asking around to find this place..."
"An adventurer, right?"
After looking at each other with another companion who had been standing behind him at the door, the guard in black who turned around slowly moved away from him: "Who is entrusted by you? The boss?"
"Well, I don't know the specific situation." Duan Qing smiled and raised his arm: "I joined another adventure group halfway, and they handed it over to me. As for how they
I don’t know exactly who got this commission..."
"...Boss has been entrusted with so many tasks recently."
Looking sideways at Duan Qing, the sturdy man in black then moved out of the way he blocked: "Has he become so hungry now? Even a little guy like you invites..."
"I am not only a magician, but also an alchemist." After hearing these words, Duan Qing puffed up his chest unconvinced: "I am very powerful. If you don't believe it..."
"Alchemist?"
He stretched out his hand to block Duan Qing's words, and the guard in black who was walking in front curled his lips with disdain: "Those guys in Violet who cheat people out of money every day? The boss's vision is really getting worse and worse."
"Don't criticize the boss's ideas."
As the vermilion door got closer, the voice of another fellow guard in black who was blocking it also sounded at the right time: "Things you don't know may have already fallen into the boss's consideration...
go in."
He stretched out his hand to push the door open a little, and then tilted his head towards Duan Qing: "Be honest, otherwise... you will not even know how you died."
"Oh, oh...thank you."
"correct."
An iron arm suddenly blocked Duan Qing's eyes, blocking his footsteps that were about to enter the door: "What's your name?"
"The water is cut off by the abyss."
After a slight pause, Duan Qing, still bathed in the sunshine and the hustle and bustle of the street, grinned: "My name is Linyuan Duanshui."
A faint creaking sound then resounded around the street, quickly blocking the noise of passers-by and vendors. It was as if Duan Qing, who was in a different environment, was surrounded by another intimidating man.
Under the leadership of the powerful man in black, Duan Qing walked through the vast hall that appeared after passing through the door. The magnificent decoration and the magic lights shining with various colors were also spread in a luxurious way.
On the left and right sides of the corridor, there were also the figures of beautiful girls in gorgeous maid uniforms flashing back and forth while serving. Duan Qing, who carefully passed through it, retracted his admiring gaze after a long while, and looked away.
At the corner at the end of the corridor, a door inlaid with golden silk gradually appeared: "...haven't we arrived yet?"
"This is where the boss...Master Han Gu receives guests."
Pointing in the direction of the door, the leading guard who also stopped replied expressionlessly: "He just attended a banquet yesterday, which lasted until late at night. He is probably resting now to prepare for today."
Meeting with the Earl."
"Uh... maybe I didn't come at the right time." Duan Qing, who was looking around, then focused his attention on the left and right sides of the door: "Is there still a chance to see him today?"
"That depends on how attractive your name and your commission are." The expressionless guard in black looked back at Duan Qing: "There are only two situations."
"Enter this gate, or...be kicked out by us."
Murderous aura overflowed slightly as these words appeared. The guard in black, whose expression remained unchanged, was speechless. Duan Qing, who felt a chill, shrank his neck helplessly, with an idle look in his eyes.
It began to move up and down around the golden gate. It seemed that they were a little curious about the appearance of the gray-robed magician here. Some maids passing by the gate also began to linger on Duan Qing's body with a vague gaze. Among them
Some of the maids who met Duan Qing's eyes even showed seductive smiles, and then gradually flew in their respective directions like dancing butterflies: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, so many beauties..."
"Who is this guy?"
A voice full of hostility then sounded in Duan Qing's ears, and at the same time, a warrior in leather armor appeared in front of him and gradually walked out of the passage on one side: "Hughes, what are you doing?
Were outsiders brought to this place?"
Player.
Looking at the ID name displayed on the head of the person who appeared in front of him, Duan Qing sighed slightly in his heart. He stepped back and then moved the black-clothed guard beside him to the front.
The reply of the man named Hughes was heard back near the entrance of the corridor: "He is an adventurer from a foreign country, and he came to see Master Han Gu."
"...Mr. Han Gu is very tired now. I won't see anyone today."
After looking up and down Duan Qing's body, an expression of disgust gradually appeared on the player's face: "Let him go back."
"...Hey, who is this guy?" Duan Qing, who pointed at the arrogant look on his face and looked at the guard in black, couldn't help but yelled: "Why does he?"
"I understand, Lord Changing Shadow."
Before Duan Qing finished speaking, the black-clothed guard standing aside nodded expressionlessly, and then gradually blocked the air between the gray-robed magician and the leather-armored warrior with his iron tower-like body.
: "Let's go."
"Hey, I haven't...hiss." Duan Qing, who had an iron palm on his shoulder, then grinned and shouted: "At least let me see your adults! I haven't yet."
"Our adults don't have time to pay attention to little adventurers like you." The man named Changing Shadow's mocking voice sounded from the back of the corridor where Hughes, the black-clad guard, left. "Go back and train yourself more before visiting again."
Come on, idiot."
"me"
Duan Qing cursed involuntarily. Duan Qing, who was completely unable to resist the advances of the black-clad guards, tilted his head and looked behind him as hard as he could. Then, before he was about to be thrown out of this place, he gradually opened the door with gold rims.
In the sight of countless guards in black uniforms walking out of the door one after another, the image of a bald man being escorted out of the door loomed in the magnificent corridor.
At the end, Duan Qing, who was looking at the player who had driven him out, smiled apologetically and stepped forward to greet him, but his yelling voice suddenly disappeared, leaving only his eyes staring straight at the bald man's eyes.
Eye: "Why, why is it him... Oops!"
boom!
The loud door slamming then sounded in front of him, once again cutting off his last glance at those magic lights. All that was left was the endless noise that returned to Duan Qing's ears, and more and more people.
Players passing by pointed at his figure sitting on the ground.
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"Sir, do you want the Philosopher's Stone?"
"Sir, how about the goods we sell?"
"Looking at this gentleman's extraordinary abilities, he must be a magician, right? Are you interested in coming to our store to view our collection of magic props?"
"The best magic potion! The best magic potion in the entire continent! Sir, would you like..."
Bang!
The sound of shelves being knocked to the ground echoed in the sound of the long street. A player wearing a gray magic robe kicked away a hawker who had just approached, and then rushed to the NPC.
Before getting up and yelling, he turned around and continued walking towards the far side of the street: "It's okay if you can't tell that I'm in a bad mood, brother, but I dare to boast that it is the best magic potion in the continent..."
"You, stop right here!"
"I don't have time to get to know you."
As his body shuttled back and forth among the lively crowd, Duan Qing quickly used the bodies of passers-by to cover up his figure: "But..."
"There are so many people selling potions on this street."
In the difference in vision formed by the shadow of the tower and the light of the sun, he was wandering around the city because he was kicked out of the Luxor family mansion, and then he raised his gaze to look out, and finally he was covered by the figures that kept coming and going.
A wooden sign on the street caught his eye: "That's it."
"Violet Street...is that right?"
boom!
The loud trembling sound, which was no less than the one he had just kicked the hawker and the stall to the ground, sounded in his ears again, attracting the attention of him and several people around him. A slender figure holding something followed.
He quickly passed in front of the street sign he was looking at just now, and fell into the flowers on the roadside in a jaw-dropping backward posture. (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!