The fatigue from "Fantasy World" was too real. I clearly felt that my hands were swollen and I couldn't use any strength at all. I reluctantly took out a piece of bread from my camping bag, put it in my mouth and took a bite to regain some strength.
There was a crisp sound of horse hooves outside, and two people came in holding up the curtain. An old man with a short beard picked up the shield next to me, turned it over in his hands and looked at it vigorously: "It's fixed, it's actually fixed!"
"The drunkard worked hard this time." Borui poked his head out from behind him, with a look of approval on his face. Just as he said a few words to Smile, his snoring came over, and Borui frowned and strode over to
Smile stood in front of the bed and kicked him hard on the butt.
Smile stood up mechanically: "Lord Borui, I didn't sleep."
Borui grabbed my back collar with one hand and lifted me up from the ground. He pointed his other hand at my nose and asked Smail: "Drunkard, what's going on?"
"Lord Borui, it was my fault that I broke the artifact shield and it had nothing to do with him."
"..."
"Idiot." I couldn't help but curse. Smail was such a kind man. He took all the responsibilities on himself, but it was a pity that he didn't see the right time.
"Drunkard!" Borui's roar was so deafening that I covered my ears. Borui poked Smile's big nose and said, "You actually gave such an important thing to a beginner to repair."
"Sir, I was wrong." Smile was so frightened that he almost cried. Borui stretched out a big hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Well, you did a good job."
"Ah?" Smile was stunned. He looked at me and then at the shield in the old man's hand: "Isn't it...impossible!"
Borui's face suddenly changed: "I heard that in order to be lazy, you gave all the blacksmithing tasks to the unknown hermit. For the sake of him helping you, half of the tasks were completed by you."
"Your Excellency is wise." I felt very happy. The task of 50,000 iron ingots was written off at once, and it seemed that I still made a profit.
"Oh, no!" Smile cried, holding his head.
The old man with a short beard asked me to sit down and said: "I am Ganzel, one of the twelve elders of the Silver Moon Alliance. I have heard rumors about you from many people. You are a great person." He caressed me as he spoke.
He picked up the round shield and gave it to Borui: "With this shield, you don't have to be afraid of Hart's magic arrows."
"Thank you, elder." Borui performed a military salute, took the buckler and hung it on his back, and then patted me heavily on the shoulder: "What I am most grateful to is you, Mr. Unknown Hermit. Hans and Robert are very grateful to you."
Highly rated.”
"Ding dong~!" You gained Borui's friendship.
"Ding dong~!" You gained Gunzel's friendship.
Gunzel showed a regretful expression: "If you were not a martial spirit, I really wanted to be your mentor and train you to be the best paladin."
Paladin! When I heard these three words, my mind was shocked: "Mr. Gunzel, can I recommend a friend to be your apprentice? I guarantee her character and belief with my personality, and she is absolutely qualified to become a Paladin.
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Gunzel nodded: "I can trust the person recommended by the unknown hermit." After saying that, he stood up and gave me a letter of recommendation.
I happily accepted the letter of recommendation, and I will be able to enjoy Sister Han's massage every day from now on. I suddenly thought of something important: "Do you know the third way to obtain the main city?"
Borui snorted: "I won't bother looking for the impossible. Once I kill the bastard Hart, we can build a big city with peace of mind." I grimaced when I heard this. It seemed that Hart had a better chance of killing you.
If it's higher, you'll have to wait until the year of the monkey to kill him.
Gunzel drew a cross on his chest: "The Almighty God will give us a city." Yes! This old man is even more outrageous, even if I didn't ask.
"I know the third way." Uncle Smile got up and all our eyes were fixed on him. Did he drink too much again and talk too much?
"What method?" Borui was more anxious than me, inadvertently confirming that he was not sure of killing Hart, otherwise he would not have borrowed the shield from Old Man Gunzel, which seemed to be used to save his life.
Smail shook his head twice and slapped his forehead: "I forgot." Borui's face turned red with anger, and his voice rose an octave and a half: "Drunkard! Are you kidding me?"
"No! Lord Borui, it was my friend Merzko who mentioned the third method to me, but I just can't remember it."
"Mezhko? Do I know who it is?" Borui thought for a while and said: "It's the one who dreams every day, saying that there used to be an ancient city here."
Ancient city! My heart beat violently when I heard these two words. I asked Smail: "Is there really an ancient city?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense." Borui shook his head and said, "Some people believed this at first, but now it's been thirty years and I haven't seen any progress from him."
"Lord Borui!" Smail roared, with an excited expression: "I have been friends with Merzko since childhood, and he never lies." This kind of trust seems to be groundless, after all, thirty years is a long time.
Borui said: "Drunkard, this is not my only opinion on Merzko, everyone thinks so."
Smail took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket and patted it on my hand: "Boy, please bring your good luck to Merzko, he is the archaeological master you have been looking for."
[Master Recommendation Letter]: Merzko, Archeology "Ding dong~!" You have completed your personal special task and are rewarded with [Smile's Miner's Hoe].
[Smile's Miner's Hoe] (Purple Epic):
Mining range: wide Mining speed: 20% more ore is obtained extremely quickly, mining experience grows by +50%, and the binding will never be lost.
Note: Master Smile was forged by an unknown hermit. I held a letter of recommendation in one hand and a purple hoe in the other, with a look of astonishment on my face: "Mr. Smile, I still have more than 50,000 blacksmith tasks."
"It's okay!" Smail waved his big hand: "I'll do that work. I just hope you can help Merzko with all your strength."
"Yes." At this time, a few rays of sunshine came through the door. When it was time to eat at 7 o'clock, I said goodbye to the three of them and went offline. Breakfast was Western-style milk, bread, ham, and eggs, a balanced nutritional mix.
I spent the whole night building my shield last night. My stomach was growling with hunger. I quickly ate the eggs, ham, and bread. When I picked up the milk, I hesitated.
A Korean poem said: "Australia imports milk powder without melamine."
Gudong! I drank it in one gulp: "One more drink."
Big star Yang Xilei glanced at me disdainfully and snorted: "Reincarnation of a starving ghost."
"Haha." I don't want to get angry with her now. Maybe it was because I heard Sister Han talk about her painful experience yesterday, which made me feel sympathy.
Yang Xilei put down her knife and fork, turned to me, her face full of confusion: "It's strange, why don't you talk back?" I asked Han Yushi for a piece of ham bread and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't talk to you.
You are generally knowledgeable."
"If a nerd can be in a good mood, he must be in the arms of a silly girl. What a silly woman, haha..." Yang Xilei's eyes lit up and she cheered for her wisdom. I squinted at her and nodded secretly,
He's really stupid and extremely nervous.
Ding bell... There was a ringing sound from the cell phone. Yang Xilei smiled and took out the cell phone from her trouser pocket: "It's my phone number. It must be some TV series director. I said it well at the press conference, but these annoying people are still bothering me."
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As Yang Xilei spoke, she put her phone to her ear: "Hello, may I ask..." Suddenly, Yang Xilei's expression changed from sunny to gloomy, and her tone was filled with gunpowder: "How do you know my number? I've said it many times.
