Xiulant's scolding was not loud. With his background of sixteen famous families, his reputation as Dragon Vein Venerable, and the aura of 150 dragoons, all the half-elves around him who were watching the fun were shocked. They were still very calm before.
The lively streets became dead silent, except for the snorting sounds of dragon beasts and elands puffing out white mist.
The half-elf followed Hulant's riding crop with stunned eyes, and Vertok, who stood out from the crowd, suddenly became the focus of the street.
Wiltok's heart was filled with anger, but his mind was extremely calm. He gently put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and then slowly raised his left hand to pull off the mask that would affect the fighting breathing method, revealing a face as handsome as a god, amber.
His eyes were deep and cold. The half-elf looking at him felt a cold anger brewing and spreading in his chest.
Vertok is angry!
These dragoon masters actually want to arrest Wiltok in front of so many of us?
What did Vertok commit? Why should he arrest anyone he wants?
What a bully!
Vice President Berg of the Fallen Leaf City Adventure Guild saw Wiltok's appearance clearly and was distracted for a moment, but the Dragon Vein Half-Elf remained unmoved. The two dragoons jumped off their Oryx mounts and each held a pair of shackles toward Wiltok.
Tok was approaching. The dragoons, whose whole bodies were covered in heavy armor, felt extremely oppressive. Their metal boots made a squeaky sound when they stepped on the dirty snow and mud on the street. Their heavy footsteps were like stepping on the hearts of half-elves, causing them to
My chest felt tight, I had difficulty breathing, and I couldn't help but duck to both sides.
Only Wiltok refused to take a step back. He was immediately exposed in the open space and faced two dragoons who were armed to the teeth and whose facial expressions could not be seen clearly.
The ferocious dragoon is bullying a weak and handsome half-elf... He doesn't even have a beard and is still a teenager.
Vice President Berg's mind became hot and he blurted out without even thinking: "Stop!"
Within the Adventurer's Guild, various forces are intertwined. The union leader not only holds a high position of authority, but also has a strong background. As soon as Berg spoke, the two dragoons stopped and looked back.
Hurant looked down sideways and asked calmly: "Vice President Berg, what's your problem?"
Berg had just finished shouting and regretted it at the time. After regaining his composure, he wanted to slap himself twice.
On such a cold day, he did not stay well in Luoye City, but accompanied Hulant to the remote town of Braun to hunt shadow lurkers. It was not because his backer was from the famous Golden Oak family. But his backstage boss was not from the famous Golden Oak family.
The patriarch, but another elder. As for Xiulant, although he is not a blood descendant of the famous Golden Oak family, he is still a follower of the patriarch. In terms of ability, status, reputation, and real power, most of the blood descendants of the famous Golden Oak family
They are far inferior to him.
The dragon-veined half-elf always has the aura of a ferocious beast, and the aura of the dragon-veined lord is obvious. Berg was looked down and interrogated by Hurant. He was under heavy pressure and almost shed a cold sweat. And now he has become the focus of everyone's attention.
The half-elves in Braun Town looked at him with hidden expectations, which made Vice-President Berg complain endlessly. However, after all, he was the vice-president of the Adventure Guild who could gain a foothold in Luoye City. He thought quickly and faced Hurant.
He said sincerely: "General Hurant, the Adventure Union manages many adventurers in the alliance and has its own rules. When adventurers commit crimes in Braun Town, the branch president of the local union, as usual, has to ask about it. You see, the branch president of Bottom is here
We shouldn't make things difficult for him here."
As he spoke, he quietly winked at Hulant, just like he had done the same body language to Bottom before. He seemed to be hinting to Hulant that Braun Town is not Fallen Leaf City, but Boss Bottom is.
For those in power here, it is never a good idea to offend Bottom.
It doesn't matter whether Hurant understands what he means. Berg has always been a good person on both sides, which is also a common problem in the main city's Adventurer's Guild.
Berg was right. The adventurers were all men with strength, courage, and property. How could they allow the noble families of the highlands to convict and plunder at will?
Protecting the rights and interests of adventurers is an important cornerstone for the adventurer union to maintain its authority. If an adventurer commits a crime, the security department in the main city must first notify the person in charge of the adventure union, who will then make an announcement to the adventurers.
The Adventurer's Guild involves too many problems. The most direct problem is that if the Adventurer's Guild collapses, the Disa Alliance will have no adventurers, but a group of armed desperadoes. The city-state council cannot properly accommodate these people.
He will become a lawless bandit.
The city-state parliament is composed of the speaker, deputy speaker, legion generals, and members. They all have to maintain the normal operation of the adventurer's union. What's more, Hurant is not a general with a seat in the parliament. He has just come to Braun Town to capture an adventurer.
Those who have violated the rules of the game have actually violated the rules of the game and offended the public.
However, Hulant didn't seem to care about this. He pointed at Wiltok and said: "I suspect that he is related to the female gangster Wolf Girl wanted by the alliance. I will arrest him now."
"General, please wait a moment."
Vice President Berg shouted first, pulled the hotel owner aside, and whispered: "Bartom, the union has informed you about the information about the Wolf Shepherd Girl before. What you don't know is that just two months ago,
Some time ago, the shepherd girl sneaked into Luoye City and killed several famous disciples, including the nephew of the leader of the Golden Oak clan... The giant horn guard regiment that rounded up her suffered heavy casualties. All members of two squads were killed, and one squadron was maimed.
, even the deputy leader of the giant horn, the great Venerable Dict, was seriously injured. I am afraid that he will have to turn to the dragon vein route in the future. By the time more than a dozen Venerables rushed over to support, the shepherd girl had escaped. By the way, the union now knows that the shepherd girl has escaped.
The name of the wolf girl, she calls herself Miracle Queen Bertina, and she even makes wild plans to capture the Dragon King as a pet, and then make the clan leaders of various clans kneel down and lick her footprints."
Bottom frowned and said, "What does this have to do with Wiltok?"
Vice President Berg pretended to be angry and said: "You still don't understand? This matter is too big, you must not get involved... General Hurant wants to arrest Wiltok, it will be good for everyone if you take the initiative to cooperate.
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Hulant had no intention of giving Berg more time. He nodded slightly at his two subordinates, and the two dragoons rushed towards Wiltok.
Wiltok took a deep breath, letting the cold air flow into his hot chest. Just when he was about to draw his sword to fight back, Bottom's stocky figure flashed in front of him and struck out two sharp slashes without hesitation.
With the light of his blade, he forced the two heavy-armored dragoons back. He took out two sharp scimitars, pointed at the cross opening on the front of the dragoon's horned helmet, and said in an imposing manner: "Get out!"
The previous two blade lights cut into the cross opening of the horned helmet, and the two dragoons thought they were dead. They were so taken by Bottom's superb sword skills and bone-chilling murderous intent that they froze in place and did not dare to move.
Bottom has always had prestige among adventurers. He had already drawn his sword and pointed it at the dragoons in Highland City. The professionals and awakened people in the Adventurer's House drew their weapons one after another. The rest of the adventurers also drew their swords.
Swords, bows drawn, crossbows raised, all aimed at the dragoons in the street.
In fact, most adventurers didn't understand the situation, but these days, they were inspired by the war atmosphere in Braun Town, and they still had expectations for the arrival of the dragoons. As a result, Hurant directly cut through the city gate.
He also said coldly that the orc invaders had nothing to do with them. The adventurers would inevitably feel resentful in their hearts.
Whether it is out of jealousy or fear, adventurers from the bottom cannot stand the highland half-elves. What's more, they mainly make a living in Braun Town, relying entirely on the adventurer's home to provide logistical support and maintain order in life. From actual needs
When setting off, they all agreed emotionally that Boss Bottom was the leader of the adventurers in Braun Town. Even if they were unfortunately injured and disabled during the adventure, Bottom would find a way to arrange a way for them to survive.
Will the famous Dragon Vein Venerable Xiulant still care about the life and death of adventurers?
If Hulant wanted to capture someone else, the adventurers might not come forward. But if he wanted to capture Vertok, that wouldn't work!
No one can explain the reason clearly. In short, Wiltok stayed in Braun Town for a year. He talked and chatted with almost every adventurer, and his charming qualities silently affected him.
Every half-elf and dragoon from a prominent highland family openly captures Wiltok, which inspires strong empathy in the half-elf.
They were ashamed and uneasy for their escape just now, and now that Boss Bottom was taking the lead, they immediately became furious.
Combining various factors, emotional resonance, contrast, and heightening, an invisible force was formed. Even the Qin and Whistle adventure took out weapons and stood on the side of the adventurers in Braun Town.
The adventurers drew their swords, and the well-trained dragoons immediately jumped off their mounts and silently opened up the battle formation. The clanging sound of heavy swords being unsheathed was heard in unison, and the fierce and powerful aura spread freely, forcing the adventurers to involuntarily
He retreated and spread out, trying to use his best fighting tactics.
This is of course the instinctive reaction when the adventure group encounters a strong enemy. However, the two sides faced off on the street, with strong and weak clearly distinguishable. The morale of the adventurers dropped, and they were just gritting their teeth.
Countless snowflakes were swirling and falling in the gray sky, and a large amount of cold sweat continued to leak out on Vice President Berg's forehead. He didn't know how the dragoons and adventurers were so tense. The smell of blood that was about to break out made him
He wished he could find a hole and hide himself.
At this time, no one cared how much the vice president of the trade union, who was neither on either side, was feeling tormented in his heart.
Hurant and his three capable men jumped off the Oryx mount, took out their heavy horse-killing swords, and walked straight in front of Bottom, not caring about the spears and daggers on the opposite side.
Dragon Vein Venerable Hurant's face was hidden under his helmet, but everyone seemed to be able to see his cold smile. He pushed away the two dragoons, letting Bottom's heavy scimitar point at his breastplate, and said
: "Batom, an elite noncommissioned officer who survived the February War, killed dozens of orcs and alien orcs in a row during the breakout battle in the Dark Land. His whole body was stained with blood, and he was awarded the title of Batom the Red Lion. Unfortunately, you
The chief officer died in battle, and you and your men should have been punished after the war, but Lord Ofilok of the Rock Giant Legion spared you and allowed you and your men to retire from the legion."
"Bartom the Red Lion...Humph, he really deserves his reputation."
The higher Hulant promoted Bottom's reputation, the more Bottom's heart sank. Now that the two sides had reached this point, it was impossible to back down. Bottom took back his scimitar and simply
Asked: "Lord Hulant, how do you plan to end this?"
"I just saw you drawing the sword. You should have mastered the secret of the mirror heart." Hulant nodded slightly and said calmly: "The reputation of Red Lion Bottom and his fighting skills are enough to be my opponent. We have a real sword duel and you die.
, I captured Wiltok; you win, my men leave Braun Town."
The Dragon-blooded Half-Elf Lord invited an old fourth-level swordsman to fight, but Bottom had to admit that this was indeed a way to avoid large-scale bloody conflicts. Verbal arguments and fear of fighting were meaningless at this time, and he was about to agree.
, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed came from behind.
Wiltok was slowly drawing his sword, and the fighting breathing method was inflating his energy, filling every inch of his body's muscles and conjunctiva. The surging sense of power made him high-spirited and confident.
Hulant stood there stupidly, not even taking a position to prepare for a sneak attack. I only needed to stab at an angle, and the long sword could penetrate the opening of his helmet and kill him... Weir
Tok didn't care about the rules of real sword duels or the consequences of bloody conflicts. He just wanted to kill this annoying Hurant.
No one would ignore Vertok, and Hurant and his men were certainly no exception. They all looked at the ridiculously beautiful half-elf boy with great interest.
Vertok's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had foreseen that his lightning-fast thrust would hit the target, but at least seven hands stretched out from around him to pull him back.
"Wil, hide behind me quickly."
"Don't worry, we will protect you."
"..." When Wiltok was using the combat breathing technique, he really couldn't speak. Otherwise, he would have cursed others.
Hurant's female animal trainer companion saw Wiltok being carried to the back with all hands and feet, and she let out a series of clear laughter.
No one noticed that Wiltok's amber eyes had just cracked a tiny gap, and dark golden light flowed inside.
"Vell, Bottom, it's time for you to come back for dinner." A loud voice came from the hotel on the street, drawing everyone's attention.
The fat cook of the Adventurer's House walked out of the hotel door. Her tall and plump figure was like a standing giant bear. Her fat hand held a rolling pin made of stone, but the size of the rolling pin was exaggerated to scare people.
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Hurant's body was naturally tense and his pupils were constricted. Even though he was more than 20 meters away from the fat cook, he felt as if he was being suffocated by a ferocious beast.
The dragon-veined half-elf venerable finally smiled, with a terrifying aura that was as real as the substance inside the silver armor, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: