The carnival in the Magic Stone Tavern was still going on, and the owl clock on the wall had already pointed to more than four o'clock in the afternoon. Wayne's face was red, and he threw himself into a woman's arms drunkenly, kissing her
Neck. I don’t know whether this woman was a waitress in the tavern or a member of a mercenary group, but she was drunk and giggling.
Luo usually looks quite masculine, but when it comes to drinking, he is not as drunk as Wayne. He was so drunk that he went to the smelly bathroom to throw up. He was never seen again.
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Scar was still drinking and chatting with others. He must be the deputy captain. He has been in the mercenary world for many years, so his drinking capacity is naturally better than that of these young people who have just started their career. He was laughing and chatting when he saw Bimoye going out: "
This kid is playing alone again."
Outside the tavern, the sun has set to the west, but it is still very dazzling. A small park not far away diagonally opposite has been ruined. Many mercenaries who have not stayed in the hotel and are unwilling to spend the night outside the city have set up camp there.
After leaving the tent, Bimoye squinted his eyes and walked slowly down the street. He had just come out of a dark tavern and was still not used to it.
"Where are you going?" a voice came from behind.
Bimoye knew it was Scar from the voice: "Look around and buy a better map."
"I also want to come out for some air and accompany you." Scar took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his mouth, and threw it into a beggar's bowl, along with a silver coin.
Bimoye didn't care if anyone was shopping with him, he just wandered aimlessly on the street alone.
Scar said: "Hey, let's go over there and have a look. The bartender in the tavern said there are some good equipment stores over there."
Bimoye did not agree, but was forced away by Scar.
It is said to be over there, but it is actually in Nancheng. You have to walk two teleportation arrays to get there. Like other cities, for the convenience of management, most of the shops that deal in combat supplies in the city are here. Of course, in addition to shops, there are more
They are small stalls placed on both sides of the road. Pieces of shiny armor and shining weapons are displayed in the open. People passing by can take a look. If you like it, you can take it away. The price is guaranteed to be low.
, so the transaction volume of these small stalls is also very large.
A group of guards patrolling the city passed by. Scar looked over and said, "There are really a lot of good things, but it's a pity. I already have a full set of knight equipment, and buying any more would be a waste. Is there anything you like?"
"
Bimoye didn't hear his question and looked elsewhere.
"That's right, how could you like the things here?" Scar followed Bimoye's gaze and said, "Mercenary Guild."
There is a mercenary club not far ahead, and there are many people inside and outside the union.
Originally, the mercenary union was a place where people came and went, not to mention that there were so many mercenaries gathered in this small town. It was not surprising that there were so many people in front of the union. But what was strange was that this time, there were people surrounding the mercenary union.
There were so many people that the whole street was almost blocked.
"How come there are so many people?" Scar tilted his head and asked, "Have any bastards completed this damn S-level mission?"
"Just go and take a look and you will know." Bimoye said coldly and walked towards the crowd.
"Tch, what a nasty guy." Scar smiled: "Hey, wait for me."
The crowd was very crowded, and many people craned their necks to look inside. Not only young people and men, but also women and children gathered around to join in the fun.
Bimoye couldn't see what was going on inside, but he listened quietly to what the people around him were saying. Although the voices were very confusing, he still clearly heard the four words "Sun Dancer"!
Scar's expression changed: "Even the sun dancer is here?"
Bimoye was right next to Scar, so he heard his words clearly. He said coldly: "Yanyang City has become fat in the eyes of others. It is not surprising that the S-class mercenary group will come."
"The Sun Dancers are here, and now the battle in Yanyang City is even more lively. I wonder who is here? Is their leader here?" Scar's tone was full of gunpowder, after all, they were all here.
Even if the levels of mercenary organizations are very different, the sense of competition between them is still very strong.
Bimoye looked at the club like everyone else. Although he had seen many powerful people, the characters in the S-class mercenary group were still worthy of his attention.
Suddenly, the people in the mercenary club became agitated, and then everyone in front of the door gave way to a path, and the women in front screamed.
Scar curled his lips and said, "It's really unpleasant!" But he was still unhappy because he also wanted to know who the character from Sun Dancer was.
Soon, four people walked out of the passage of the crowd. These four people were not wearing the same type of clothing, but they all looked fully armed. There was still dried blood on the cuffs of one of them, which was obviously
I fought a battle not long ago, and then came here to hand over the mission.
Among these four people, the most conspicuous one is a middle-aged man walking in third place. He looks to be in his thirties, has short blond hair, wears an orange metal magic armor that is conspicuous to ten people, and holds a man in his arms.
The top is a very smooth orange-gold fish-wing metal helmet.
"Charlemagne Clovis!" Scar's expression became serious.
"Do you know this man?" Bimoye asked.
Scar shook his head: "I don't know him, but I know that he is the deputy leader of the Sun Dancer Mercenary Group. He actually appears here. Is he here to hand in a task, or is he really participating in this attack?"
Although there is no special expression, Clovis's expression seems to be full of confidence. This kind of look is not the kind of complacent person, but an expression of a state from the inside out.
, only people who are truly confident and capable, and who have experienced and solved countless problems and difficulties, can show this kind of confidence, a kind of plain but radiant self-confidence.
Bimoye could see this calm confidence, because they were all the same people. Even now that he met an opponent who was temporarily unable to fight against him, this confidence still remained in his heart.
Clovis and the others were actually very low-key, and it was only the person who recognized them that caused the current situation. No matter what the people next to them asked them, they didn't say a word, just like usual, they left the place naturally.
"Charmaine Clowes." Bimoye recited the name silently, and couldn't help but think of what Wasileb told him in the hospital. What about becoming a red-robed magician at the age of forty, and what about becoming the first in the empire?
The deeply ingrained concept in his mind that geniuses, those with top strength in the world are as few as stars, all disappeared. When he saw Clovis, he knew that in this world, there are powerful people far away.
It was much more than he imagined, just a Clovis, just a deputy commander of 7S.
The people from the Sun Dancer Mercenary Group left, and the crowd gradually dispersed. The people around were still whispering about the few people just now.
Scar sighed inexplicably. Now he was no longer interested in shopping. He said to Moye, "I'm getting drunk. I'm going to call the others. There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow."
Bimoye did not go with Scar, but walked away alone. He still wanted to buy a map.