"Why, are you guys too?" Judging from their tone, Sherlock was probably doing the same mission of faith as him.
"Of course, let's destroy the trolls!" The ranger who was the leader of the three came over and said, "You don't mind joining us, the trolls are not that easy to deal with."
Sherlock clicked to confirm and entered the team. Of course he wanted someone to lead the way. The professions of the three were just as he had guessed. Ranger Whiskey, Druid Ram, and Priest Tequila were all at level 15.
class.
He is actually a little disgusted with this kind of team that you can tell just by looking at the name that it is a fixed team, because he is inevitably on the weaker side.
"It's your first time doing a faith mission. You dare to go out and slay trolls all by yourself. You're very brave." Whiskey started chatting very familiarly.
"It's okay!" As long as it's not a monster over level 20, he's still confident that he can do it alone. Even if he becomes the leader, he's not unsure. But there's no need to explain this to the people in front of him. It's just a sloppy look.
Asked: "Have you done it many times?"
"Hey, let me show you and don't scream." Whiskey smiled when he heard this, but instead of answering his question, he showed his Melikai badge.
Melikai's emblem is a unicorn with golden horns and blue eyes. It looks very exquisite in appearance. The key is that the emblem of Whiskey has been upgraded to the intermediate level.
It’s not that there are no players with the Crazy Liver Badge. There are quite a few players who have upgraded their badges to the intermediate level in the past few days. However, it’s rare that the level has not dropped. As for the three people in front of me, judging from the situation, they should all have upgraded their badges to the intermediate level.
Intermediate level.
"How about it? It's awesome. Let me tell you, I can upgrade it to a high level in just a few days..."
Tequila was also troubled by the fact that her friend had to show off his badge whenever he saw someone, so he gave Rum a hint and pushed him down together.
Then he took the lead and said: "The troll camp is not that easy to find. It will be very troublesome if you do this task for the first time. Come with us and you can complete the task earlier and pick up the next one."
These people were probably the legendary Liver Emperor. Following them would indeed save a lot of time. Besides, he also wanted to ask them something.
"Thank you very much." Sherlock thanked him and followed them.
Along the way, he finally learned from Rum that the attributes of the intermediate Mielikki badge were not the dual-weapon proficiency he imagined, but the bonus of natural spells, which made him a little disappointed.
"Rum, when can you upgrade to the Advanced Badge?" Illyrian had no reason to lie to him. He could only hope that the Advanced Badge would have this attribute.
"It depends on luck. It will take more than a month anyway, and the badge upgrade requires an upgrade task. It's hard to say the specific time." Rum is obviously much more reliable than whiskey, so he did some calculations in his mind and gave a time.
"Rum, you are too conservative. It doesn't take so long. I think it can be promoted in a natural week." Whiskey escaped from the suppression of the two people, jumped up to refute Rum's judgment, and then said with excitement:
"When the time comes, I will envy the two heretics Shinichi and Shirley of the Death Star. I have already thought of a nickname. How about calling them the Three Musketeers. My name is the Sword of Judgment. Alan, you..."
With a "pop" sound, Tequila slapped the back of Whiskey's head, "You're getting sick again, aren't you? Sanjian, guest, right? Judgment, zhijian, right?"
Tequila's slap was really merciless, while Whiskey didn't even resist except holding his head.
Since the system can tacitly allow teammates to make this action, the intimacy between these three people must be quite high. It is estimated that kissing will be no problem.
Oh, I forgot to mention that Tequila is a woman. In Forgotten Realm, players who want to make some intimate actions, especially between opposite sexes, need to determine the intimacy level. Once the action exceeds the limit, the system will let
You know what cruelty is.
Just like Tequila's current action, if Sherlock goes up to do this, the system will default to your malicious attack. If the target is changed to Tequila, lightning strike is only the lowest punishment.
"Don't think that I don't dare to hit you because you are a female, ah! It's just that, ah! The messenger of nature, ah! doesn't bother to bully the weak."
Although he was embarrassed, Whiskey showed no sign of weakness. He spoke like a messenger and spoke righteously. Sherlock who was standing aside was a little embarrassed. He felt that his quotient, which was not very high in the first place, was being dragged down.
He walked away silently, unable to imagine how these three people got together.
"Rum, how do you know each other?"
When Sherlock asked this question, Rum, who had always seemed dull and simple, panicked and his body trembled.
"Anyway, that's how we got to know each other, hehe, hehe." Rum laughed awkwardly and strode forward.
…
Under the guidance of Rum, a few people successfully found the troll's temporary camp. This place was very hidden. If Sherlock were to look for it by himself, he might not be able to find it even if he searched for a whole day. All he could say was that the three
The human team is indeed quite capable.
This forest troll is one of several types of trolls. Its shit-green skin is covered with dense abscesses, which is very disgusting. It is absolutely a nightmare for people with mysophobia and trypophobia.
There are about sixty or seventy of them in number, and it would be quite a waste of time for one person to clean them up.
"Once the abscesses of these forest trolls burst, they will emit a terrible irritating gas. I hope you can bear it." Rum kindly reminded.
"Every time I receive a task to kill trolls, I have the urge to give up." As a woman, Tequila thinks it's remarkable that she can still chat with a few people normally.
"Fortunately, I'm an archer."
As soon as Whiskey finished speaking, Rum and Sherlock shot angry looks at them, so this is one of the reasons why they say that close combat is difficult.
"All attacks of the Troll Hunter are accompanied by poison damage, and the explosive power is very strong. Be careful and don't do OT in the output." Tequila saw that it was Sherlock's first time to kill this kind of monster, and posted the monster's attributes.
"OK!" He nodded to express his understanding. It seemed that he had no chance to be a tank this time. He originally chose Druid to be an auxiliary, but after joining the job, he was turned into a damage-dealing assassin.
"Then let's begin!"
At Tequila's command, the hair on Rum's body began to grow wildly, and his size began to increase. Finally, an unusually huge mandrill appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
