Alix put away the newspaper in his hand, folded it carefully, and then put it back on the newspaper stand.
He raised his head and nodded gently toward the newsstand, picked up an Imperial Eagle Head Silver Coin with his fingers, and pressed it on the newspaper.
"No need to look for it."
The owner of the newsstand saw many people reading newspapers and periodicals for free, but fewer people paid. Besides, he couldn't find out the value of the eagle-headed silver coin. He looked at the weird man and opened his mouth, but found that the other person
It has disappeared into the vast sea of people.
And at the same time that the long-famous magician put the newspaper back.
Thousands of miles away, in Ravenstoke in the north of the empire, a few pairs of boots were stepping into the hall of the town's only adventurers' guild - this ancient guild had long been established before the arrival of the Chosen Ones.
Spread across several major continents.
Whether it is Kaolin-Yinxiulian, Lotao, Xinta'an, or even among the hills with thick branches and giant trees, they were not so prosperous in the past, but in recent years, under the promotion of the ubiquitous electors,
It became more and more prosperous.
In the hall, the owner of a pair of boots was making a loud noise. The short guy had the loudest voice, causing others to frown, almost thinking that hundreds of dwarves were coming and swarming into the Adventurer's Guild.
But in fact, the person speaking was a Papalar man, neatly dressed and wearing a hood. If it weren't for the huge crossbow carried on his back, one would almost think he was a traveling Sanshak gentleman.
However, the real Papalars are shy and gentle, and they have gained a good reputation for the pleasant climate of the hilly region of Rochal when they travel with walking sticks in hand.
What about this one? It's a croaking raven. It's so noisy that it's more like a mechanism that tells the hour on a wall clock. It even has the same height. In fact, at this time, Luo Hao was thinking about how to make this person
One hangs it on the wall to see if it can stop the latter's chattering mouth.
"Look at this," Parker stretched his hand as straight as possible, although it was not too long to reach the latter's shy belly - Luo Hao lowered his head and frowned at this scene. Although the Papalar man's hand
It is equipped with a brand new device, and the hammered surface is covered with imprints. It does not look like a magical equipment, but more like a work of art.
But in fact, this is popular among some craftsmen, especially the madmen of the Fire Hammer. The device is somewhat like Fang Plover's rocket flying fist, but it has a harpoon launching device on it. "This is a new thing popular in the Musketeers Association."
, do you know how exaggerated it is, this thing was actually invented by that guy."
"The leader's rocket flying fist?"
"Almost," Parker shouted, "but this is not his first creation, he also plagiarized the Brotherhood's idea. The Nightingales have been using grappling hooks for a long time, and the guy has also learned the skills of thieves."
"But the tools used by thieves are just ancient tools. They are bulky and inflexible. They can only be used manually. It may not be that easy for you to climb over walls."
"Box, shut up."
"I didn't speak." Box replied calmly, "It was my magic sword that spoke."
He deliberately made the second half of the sentence eerie.
Goosebumps appeared on the Papalar's back, "Why, but I clearly heard your voice."
"Nonsense, because you can't hear my magic sword," the box replied, "I relayed it."
"That's a good paraphrase," the Papalar commented, "Don't paraphrase it again in the future."
The magic sword Gwendes chattered endlessly in his arms, and his voice came from under the scabbard, "You don't need to repeat my words, there is nothing to talk about between me and those ordinary people."
"Especially that short winter melon." He commented emphatically.
"It says you are a dwarf winter melon."
"who!"
Parker jumped in anger, "I just changed the formula of a new type of explosive crystal dust from the Musketeers Association. I want to ask your damn sword if you want to try my new grenade!?"
The Papalar man angrily adjusted the ammunition belt behind his buttocks and shouted angrily.
Luo Hao felt that applying to take care of these two people was an absolutely wrong choice. He rubbed his swollen forehead with his chubby hands and sighed: "Stop arguing, look over there."
On the counter of the Adventurer's Guild, reports about the Continental League are coming from the crystal projector.
Next to the standing crystal, the cute girl was looking at the three people with disgust.
It can be seen that he is also a chosen one.
Chosen people sometimes work in adventurers' guilds. For newcomers, reception is the easiest job. And the native people are often not used to the unexpected conversation methods of Chosen people, but Chosen people themselves are very adaptable.
.
But there are limits to adaptation.
"Hey," Parker whistled, his tone couldn't be more sour, "That guy is famous again."
The box looked as expected and did not intend to comment on this.
In his opinion, his captain should be omnipotent. Although the level of combat is still debatable, is it not a matter of course to defeat those alchemists who can't even fight?
Luo Hao listened carefully to the news in the crystal. They went all the way to Avochik (the capital of the empire) just to find the legendary forger who could seal the magic sword. They had collected some useful information along the way, and originally planned to ask the Seven Seas Traveler
I'll report it over there, but I didn't expect that the mainland league would come out with the results first.
He could imagine the situation in the community at this moment. After all, it was the best result in history. Not to mention in the current era of decline, even in the golden age ten years ago, it was worth writing about.
But the fat man no longer has the outsider mentality as a Super Competitive League spectator. In the past, he might have given advice to the community about this news, but now he has lost that interest.
He was about to talk about the Seven Seas Brigade, and at the same time told the two people to be quieter. The Seven Seas Brigade is no longer what it used to be. Because of the leader, from now on, the market should pay attention to their power and organization.
more and more.
They should be more cautious.
But before he could speak, a strange voice suddenly rang out from behind the three of them, "Gentlemen of the famous Seven Seas Brigade, I would like to say good afternoon to you all."
"Oh, no."
"Good morning!"
Luo Hao and Parker were startled at the same time and turned in that direction. Box already raised his eyebrows warily, holding the scabbard of the magic sword Gwendes, and placed his other hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to
Ready to unsheath and strike.
"Wait, wait," the 'person' who appeared behind them - or it could hardly be called a person. The other person was a rusty doll, wearing a decent black dress and a
He was wearing a tall hat and waving his hands to them.
There was also a gray owl standing on the shoulder of the doll. Oh, a long-eared owl was staring at each of them with fierce eyes.
"Everyone, I don't have any good intentions——"
"No, there is no malice."
"What did I see?" The Papalar's eyes widened in surprise, "Can the construct speak?"
"No, not really, this is just my servant, please look over here."
The three of them were slightly startled, and then they realized that it was not the puppet that was speaking. It was the gray bird standing on the shoulders of the puppet. The owl, the long-eared owl, was spreading its wings and trying to attract their attention: "Introduce yourself."
one time--"
"So an owl can talk?" Parker interrupted in surprise, "It even has a construct servant and wants to introduce itself to us?"
"It's not surprising that owls can talk," Luo Hao said, "You once met one in El Paxin, have you forgotten?"
"Oh," Parker said with a stunned look, "I remember it, but how did you know?"
"You told me."
Luo Hao looked at this guy as if he was caring for a mentally retarded person.
"No," the owl looked at them fiercely, although it was probably not out of its own will, but because of its natural expression, "it is not an owl, but a long-eared owl. We are an intelligent race. Since you are here
I have encountered long-eared owls like mine in other places, so they may be members of my species living there."
"That's good," Xiang Xiang held his magic sword and kept a vigilant distance from the opponent, "So you'd better explain why you eavesdropped on our conversation, and how did you know that we are members of the Seven Seas Brigade?"
His tone became colder, "I understand, are you a member of the Death Advent Guild?"
"Uh-huh," Luo Hao pushed this guy behind him and said that they were all gone, "Okay, Mr. Long-eared Owl, what do you want? As you can see, you'd better tell me your purpose."
, otherwise my companions may be a little stressed."
"Don't be nervous, everyone," Owl said in a strange tone, "I mean no harm. I, Yulis, am a professional investor in the Transformation Foundation."
"That's great," Luo Hao thought about the Laoshizi Foundation, but he had never heard of such a name after thinking about it for a long time.
He thought about it and subconsciously refused, "Mr. Ulis, we have no interest in investment products, other products, or flyers. We have rejected seventeen or eight people along the way."
"I'm different from them," Owl Eulis replied, "I'm interested in your team. I heard that you don't have anyone investing yet. Is the Seven Seas Brigade willing to cooperate with the Transformation Foundation?"
Luo Hao thought that even if they wanted to cooperate with others, they would not be cooperating with a foundation of unknown origin.
Besides, that was not something he could decide. He interrupted directly: "If you want to discuss cooperation, it is best to go to our group leader. As you can see, he is in Appenand, or you can
Go to Ayinbrok and wait for him——"
The owl moved its paw on the shoulder of its mechanical servant and rolled its eyes, "But I heard that you are looking for a master forger."
"It's the legendary forger." Box said.
"It's almost the same," the owl waved its wings, "Maybe I have some news about the Master Forger. Are you interested?"
Luo Hao was slightly startled and couldn't help but stop. He turned back and glanced at the Papalar. Among the three, Box was not normal when it came to his magic sword. Although the Papalar was unreliable,
A little bit different, but at least he is still a normal person.
"I understand, are you planning to sell us some information?"
Sure enough, when it came to business discussions, Papalar's natural greed immediately took over, and he found a reason without even thinking: "But we don't know whether your news is valuable?"
He boasted to himself: "You also know now that the people in front of you are three famous members of the Seven Seas Brigade."
In order to emphasize his words, the short man climbed onto a chair nearby and tried to sit on an equal footing with the owl.
It's just that the eyes of the cute girl not far away became sharper. She clenched the rag in her hand tightly, and her eyes were like two sharp swords, trying to poke out two transparent holes in the Papalar on the chair.
Come.
Parker was not aware of this at all and continued: "You can trust the credibility of the Seven Seas Brigade, but how can we trust you?"
Luo Hao sighed, but his words were not an exaggeration.
The owl actually took out a single eye from its feathers and put it on its beak. It stared at them and said: "You may be mistaken. Yulis is not an information dealer. I am a professional investor. I want to invite
Everyone, go to a secret technology conference."
"Secret...technology, press conference?"
Luo Hao had a little difficulty connecting this news with what they were looking for, "What is that?"
"A gathering of the Firehammers," Owl Eulis replied, "You know that those dwarves have a technology club in the empire. They will announce some new technologies at the salon, and there will also be a small auction there. At the auction
There is a star anchor for sale.”
star anchor.
Luo Hao immediately captured the key information.
The star anchor itself is a magical product, but its core requires the participation of a caster, and there are often skilled casters behind those high-precision star anchors, and it is not necessarily the case that one of them has the level they are looking for.
"How's it going?" Ulis asked, "The foundation is very interested in those outstanding teams, and doesn't mind showing goodwill to you. If you are interested, I can take you to this private party."
At this moment, a line of text appeared on Luo Hao's system, and the spokesperson was shown to be from Papalar:
‘Hey, did you hear that——’
'A star anchor.'
Luo Hao looked at the box beside him calmly and typed:
'Do you really trust this guy?'
'I always think this is a bit weird. The leader's α to β series crystals are famous, and there are quite a few people staring at us now.'
The Papalar's head flickered: 'I don't think it's a big deal, I'm very familiar with the Fire Hammers.'
Luo Hao hesitated for a moment. He was indeed a little wary, but there was no reason to refuse. They did come for the magic sword, and they also had to find a master forger.
The exchange between the two was only completed in an instant. He raised his head and looked at each other, then moved his eyes to the counter of the Adventurer's Guild - the girl was staring at the Papalar with gritted teeth.
Luo Hao then said: "It's not impossible, but let's make it clear first that we are not interested in participating in any auction, we just want to see the star anchor."
He paused, "But we have something to do here. Mr. Ulis, if you can wait a moment, let us go to the counter to handle some private matters?"
"Of course," the owl waved its wings, "there is still enough time, I can wait for you for a quarter of an hour."
Luo Hao nodded to the other party, turned around and walked back.
The Papalars chased after him, but Box asked, "Do we have anything to do?"
Fortunately, these two guys were quite reliable at critical moments and knew how to lower their voices. Luo Hao glared at each other angrily, "Stop talking nonsense and follow me."
…
Soft light shines through the window curtains.
Fang Plover's eyelids moved slightly, and then opened, revealing a pair of dark eyes underneath, somewhat confused and calm, with the strange openings expanding like flames.
The golden flame inside flashed away.
I remember that when he was very young, Tang Xin said more than once that his eyes were different from others. At that time, he did not dare to let others observe his eyes carefully.
It's like he is some kind of alien.
But as he grew older, it became his own characteristic, although he gradually learned that everyone has a different self.
Whether it's physical or psychological.
However, his uncle and aunt have said more than once that they think those eyes are very special and resemble his parents.
What kind of people are your parents?
In the light that gradually became clear from hazy, the first thing Fang Plover saw clearly was Miss Tata's quiet expression, looking at him tenderly.
She remained motionless, blinking occasionally, wearing a silver skirt, putting her hands on her knees, and said softly: "You're awake, Mr. Knight."
"here it is?"
Fang Yu knew that he had slept for a while and had exhausted too much energy in the tower space. "Has the result of the competition been announced?"
There was a slight sound of the collision of vessels not far away.
Miss Ship Officer was putting the tea cup on the tray, which also contained a set of pocket tea sets belonging to Miss Tata. She stood by the window in a playful manner, blocking the light. She turned around and raised her thin eyebrows slightly.
There was a look of surprise.
"Ed, are you awake?"
Only then did Fang Yu realize that he had returned to the Seven Seas Traveler. The reason why he felt strange was that this was the ship officer's room.
He was about to get up, but Sylvide had already come over and held him down gently with her hand, "The result of the game has been determined, don't worry, my captain."
She smiled and said: "You and your team members have entered the next round. The Guta people also have three places, and the Kapka Craftsmen Association has one place. The Kaolin people are the big winners this time, and everything depends on it."
For the efforts of you and your companions——"
She looked at him somewhat tenderly.
This competition is actually just for the key to the door.
And half of all of that is to realize her dream.
Fang Lu silently lay back on the soft pillow, gently smelling the fragrant scent lingering between his ears and nose, which was the smell of cypress wood, lily and sea salt.
The aura that uniquely belongs to the ship officer lady.
He calmed down naturally.
"The Silver Tower didn't announce too many details about the competition. They asked you to have a good rest."
"Miss Tata has never appeared outside. The occultists are keeping the secret for you."
While narrating in detail, Sylvester placed Miss Tata's tea sets in front of her one by one, and then carefully poured tea for Miss Dragon Soul.
Her hands were very steady, not a single bit spilled out.
The girl gently fiddled with the hair on her forehead and said, "Ms. Tata has been taking care of you these days."
"Miss Sylvide, too." Miss Elf said calmly.
Fang Yu raised his head and heard something strange in Miss Tata's words. He had experienced that tone in the tower before: "Miss Tata?"
"Um."
The goblin lady responded softly.
She raised her head and looked at him.
There seemed to be two overlapping shadows, which merged into one deep in her emerald green eyes and turned into a soft voice: