The fairy residence of Nevad is not widely known to travelers and adventurers. There are only regular customers who return here, and strangers who occasionally break into this place. There are occasional discussions in the community, but they are soon lost in a sea of posts.
In it, it disappeared.
The tree house in the forest here always welcomes a new day in the tranquility day after day. Whenever the early morning light passes through the green vines, strolls past the terrace, and sprinkles golden light into the hall.
It often symbolizes the beginning of the hotel's business day.
Every day like this lasted for a century, and time left scratches on the wooden railings of the hotel, until the brand-new wooden boards became old and mushrooms and moss grew.
Elf Ariel stepped on the creaking spiral staircase and came to the terrace. The early guests greeted him, but he only nodded in response. He went behind the curved wooden bar and took out every tool and put it in his hands.
Place the positions one by one.
The elf observed carefully, then raised his hand and shook the bell on the bar.
It was like a signal, and the little guys came from all over the place, chirping and asking: "Ariel, it's so early today!"
"Is it still the same as yesterday?"
"The guests haven't even gotten up yet!"
"I have to sleep for a while longer."
The goblins are as noisy as a hundred sparrows, but in the eyes of those who like them, they are no better than the singing of larks.
Ariel glanced at them, waved his hand, and the goblins dispersed in a hurry. The sun was shining through the window, and the elf wiped the table, and raised his head to see that this scene that was common every day had not changed much.
But it's reassuring.
Guests also gradually came to the hall. At the beginning of the day, the goblins loudly announced the menus ordered by the guests, and used magic to deliver wooden plates to each table in an orderly manner.
But they never have the quality of patience, and they always make some jokes out of sudden whims, such as spilling the soup in a hurry, delivering the wrong food, or other things.
Fortunately, it has become commonplace for people to just calmly order another dish. Over time, it has become a part of the scenery here. People always have a tolerance limit for cute things. If a human waiter did this, he would have been scolded.
head.
So ‘racial discrimination’ actually also exists in another world.
It's just that this day is extraordinarily different.
Under the dim light of the hall, adventurers were discussing their travel plans in groups. Where did rare and exotic beasts appear, where did boss-level creatures appear, where were there rumors of treasures, where were rare missions and strange people.
The true and false information circulating in the community is reflected into reality here and becomes one of the conditions that guide people to plan their next action.
But when the light outside the gate changed, people subconsciously stopped and looked in that direction. The elf Ariel also raised his head and unexpectedly looked at a lady standing outside the gate. She was wearing a white shirt, with a straight face.
He was wearing trousers and was holding a windbreaker hanging on his shoulder in his left hand.
There is a small magic furnace hanging on the woman's back. There is a prismatic dark green crystal on the magic furnace, which is exquisite and strange. Her right hand hangs down naturally, without any weapons, only wearing a silver one that looks like dragon scales.
Metal gloves.
Each metal knuckle is somewhat sharp.
She was raising her head and looking at the hotel. On her shoulder, a golden copper ball buzzed. She turned her eyes, and the golden gadget also turned.
The hall suddenly became quiet.
People stopped what they were doing in unison. Looking at this scene, some even raised their hands. These people were the selectors. They were turning on the shooting system to record this scene.
"It's Ming!"
"It's really the queen, why is she here?"
"She went back to the first world?"
Ming glanced at everyone and smiled softly.
She walked towards the bar, came to the elf, and said, "I'm looking for someone."
Elf Ariel nodded: "They are behind."
Ming nodded and thanked him, then walked through the hall with his windbreaker and walked toward the back.
Only people were left talking in the hall. Those who captured this scene hurriedly posted the video to the community and gave it an eye-catching name: 'The Queen of Constructs Appears in the First World'.
'The Godslayer also has thoughts about the Southern Alliance?'
The discussion atmosphere in the hall became heated
Even the aborigines were asking around, who was the woman who appeared before? At this moment, it was dark again outside the hall door. With the previous experience, people were still a little curious when they looked up:
Why is Nevade so lively today?
What they saw was a half-grown boy, carrying a huge backpack that was disproportionate to his proportions. He was standing at the door looking at everyone curiously. He took two steps back and looked up.
Then he asked everyone: "Um, am I on the right track?"
"Is this Nervad, the abode of goblins?"
Even though this young man looks childish and his voice is brittle, people who know him well know his ID.
He is the first nightingale of the Rosary Crusaders and the Rogue Handwasher. Although he has a baby face, he only looks very young. In fact, he is already twenty-six years old. He is more famous for his skills in women's clothing.
Known as the number one crossdresser in Aitalia, he has countless fans and kills both men and women.
Of course, he is also very good at his job. He is the only nightingale in the country and one of the Rose Crusade’s trump cards.
In the Nightingale Professional Competition two years ago, he was defeated by the King of Nightingales (of course not Parker) who is the number one nightingale in the world today. But in the hearts of the Chinese people, his status is not much lower than that of the Ten Kings.
The 'young man' was asking, but suddenly another voice came from behind:
"Wash your hands, are you here too?"
I was stunned for a moment after washing my hands and turned around. A person came from there, which caused a sensation in the hall.
The visitor looked unremarkable, and behind him was a lady wearing glasses, but she was neither too old nor too young, and she was a rare beauty. But most people's eyes fell on the first person, and even many aborigines recognized this person's name.
His name is kun.
Although the Crown of the Silver Forest is only among the top ten in the country, this man's legend is enough to write a biography.
Kun and the lady behind him looked like they were carved out of the same mold, and they both looked at washing their hands very quietly.
The young man nodded: "You are here too, kun, black tea."
He reached out to Hongcha and Kun.
The lady subconsciously wanted to reach out, but Kun replied: "No need, I didn't bring my wallet." Hongcha's face changed when he heard this, and he quickly retracted his hand and gave the 'youngster' a fierce look.
He washed his hands and smiled, looking at the two of them innocently.
After asking the elf Ariel, the three of them also left together.
The hall was completely quiet. "What's going on?" People looked at each other and whispered to each other: "Are these big guys coming to the south for a meeting?"
"Is there something serious going on?"
Some people subconsciously look for news on the community.
But there is no news on the community.
After that, some well-known candidates came one after another. Although they were not as big as the previous ones, they were not unknown in the domestic circles. And the last person to arrive completely ignited people's hearts.
The fire of gossip.
When people saw the tall knight walking in from the outside, they couldn't help but take a breath of air:
That's morning light.
People call him the King of Orris, the leader of the Four Knights, and the Sword of the Dawn.
But he has a more well-known identity as the President of Silver Vislan.
Chenxi nodded to everyone, and then walked towards the elf Ariel and was about to speak. The elf pointed inside and replied: "They are behind, you are the last one, Mr. Chenxi."
Chen Xi couldn't help but smile: "Long time no see, Ariel."
The elf then raised his head and nodded: "For you humans, it is indeed a long time, but to me, three years is like yesterday."
When Chen Xi heard this, she just shrugged.
He didn't need to look behind him, but he also knew that the news of his appearance here might have spread to the community.
…
The facts are almost the same as Chen Xi’s guess.
The news that these top selectors appeared in the Southern Territory at the same time spread out as if they had wings. Those posts that suddenly appeared became the most popular posts in the community and were quickly pushed to the top of the page.
.
Not only ordinary selectors and ordinary people are speculating, but it has also attracted the attention of many ultra-competitive media people, who have begun to mobilize their nearest manpower in the Long Lake area, wanting to go to Nevad to find out.
These posts even finally alarmed the Super Competitive Alliance, which has also been paying attention to the situation in the southern border.
First, I locked the post and buried it, and then sent messages to the major guilds involved in the matter to find out what exactly they were doing there. However, the response from the major guilds was simply to recommend new people.
But as for who the newcomer is, no one at this gathering spoke.
Therefore, the spokespersons of the major guilds could only draw the same conclusions and said they had no comment. Fortunately, the Super Competitive Alliance also knew that every few years the major guilds would develop some potential newcomers, and the Hall of Thousand Doors is at this level.
It's not a secret either.
Therefore, after understanding it, I did not continue to ask further questions.
After all, although the alliance governs the guilds, in a certain respect, it is also the spokesperson of these top guilds. The relationship between the two parties is both cooperative and confrontational. Although the alliance represents the financial capital behind it, the answer capital after all is to invest in the talents of these big guilds.
operational.
certainly
This series of turbulence in the community, and the actions of the major guilds and alliances behind it, may not be important to these participants at this moment. Even to the leading people, they may not even know about the community at this moment.
So much happened.
And in the center of this whirlpool, Fang Plover knew nothing about the outside world.
Among the woodlands behind Nevad's goblin residence, there is a small green forest glade. Surrounded by three huge ancient oak trees, there is a suspended platform. Since it is a private area, anyone who knows where it is
Not much.
But obviously, this does not include Odin, the good friend of Master Nevader.
At this moment, the warrior king was standing in the center of the platform, raising the sword in his hand flatly, with the blade over his shoulder, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at Fang Plover. Then he said: "Among the great swordsman's several major moves, the bull position rises.
"Position" is the most common choice for those who choose it, just because it can be used to thrust or slash, and it is also good for defense."
He looked at the latter and hooked his hand: "You can try it next."
Between the two of them was the Enabled Angel standing quietly on the platform. Fang Plover checked his construction status before nodding, and then raised his right hand, causing the Enabled Angel to quickly draw out his sword like a narrow silver light.
Odin.
But the King of Warriors took a step back, blocked, and did not use any other abilities. He only used swordsmanship to fight with him. He blocked the angel's sword and deflected the latter's attack with a slight deflection.
After one strike, the two sides separated, and then stepped forward again, exchanging swords three times, with sparks flying between the combos.
Only then did Fang Yu feel how difficult the opponent was. Although the opponent had suppressed his strength to the extreme and only used pure swordsmanship to fight with him, every time he let the angel come forward, the opponent could judge his intention faster, and then
Block his movement.
Although the epee swordsman is not known for his speed, every time Fang Plover intended to speed up, he was suppressed time and time again and was unable to raise his speed at all.
As soon as he was distracted, Odin stepped forward and stabbed to end the battle.
Having lost his power, the capable angel drooped.
Odin shook his head and motioned for him to go up and repair it, and then replied: "You can't do this."
Fang Yu wiped his sweat and looked up at the other party in confusion.
"How much experience did it take?" Odin asked.
"About half of it."
Odin shook his head: "I asked you to learn the skills of a swordsman, but I didn't ask you to use these sword skills to fight against me. No matter how much you learn, can you still be more professional than a real warrior? You must remember that you are a combat craftsman.
, you can’t devote all your experience to combat skills.”
He pointed out this point: "And you must understand the purpose of learning combat skills. Learning swordsmanship is not to use swordsmanship, but to understand swordsmanship. You use swordsmanship to fight against me, but you do not know the professional abilities of warriors.
Sword reading, this kind of ability is impossible for a combat craftsman to display through a construct."
"I can judge your next route through your momentum, and the Dragon Knight system can also help me do this, because I have a lot of warrior experience. It is impossible for you to fight me with this kind of thinking.
My subordinates have gone through three moves."
At this point, Odin stopped:
"Understood?"
"Learning swordsmanship is not to use swordsmanship, but to understand swordsmanship?" Fang Yu frowned slightly, lowered his head and repaired the angel, and then nodded.
"Really understand?"
"yes."
"Okay." Odin raised his sword, placed the hilt under his center of gravity, pointed the sword diagonally towards the square door, and took a plow position: "This time I will change my routine, and I tell you I will use
Whisper from the Small Window threatens you to go to the third level and launch a fatal blow. Can you defend it? Can you give it a try?"
Fang Plover just nodded.
The King of Warriors closed his eyes for a moment, but when he opened them suddenly, he took a step forward, and the giant sword in his hand actually drew thousands of rays of light, heading straight for the angel's face.
The speed was so fast that Fang Plover was taken aback. But at the critical moment, he calmed down. He had learned this sword before, and although it was only superficial, it was enough to analyze Odin's intentions.
This is exactly what the other party wants him to learn.
He raised his right hand to find out the opponent's true attack trajectory from the violent storm, then raised his sword and blocked twice in a row. The sparks flying seemed to confirm that this was an accurate judgment, but it was not enough.
, after all, that is just a normal reaction of a swordsman, but he is not a swordsman.
What's more, even if they are swordsmen, how many of them can be Odin's opponents?
Odin suddenly transformed a real sword blade from a ball of silver flowers. From an incredible angle, it turned from a stab into a slash, and swept the sword towards the neck of the Fang Plover Angel. If this sword was a real slash,
Well, it is estimated that this construct will be scrapped instantly.
But at this moment, the powerful angel suddenly shimmered, and Odin's sword blade seemed to hit a shadow in the water, rippling away. The silver girl disappeared immediately, and when it appeared again
Then he flashed behind the warrior king.
Odin didn't even think about it. He moved his big sword from his left hand to his right hand, and with a backhand strike, he knocked the powerful angel away with a 'swish' sound.
It hit the tree and rolled down.
But he stopped and this time nodded with satisfaction.
He looked at Fang Plover and said: "This is what a combat craftsman should be like. A combat craftsman does not let his construct learn the skills of a certain profession in a dull manner, but should give full play to the characteristics of the construct.
"
"When necessary, you can even give up the construct, because this is the biggest advantage of the combat craftsman. You cannot defeat other professions with the skills of other professions. The only way to win is to use your own professional advantages.
.”
Odin taught word for word:
"Anyone who wants to take a further step in his career must understand that there is no way out for mediocrity. Only specialization and excellence are the key to making you stand out. Combat craftsmen may seem to be comprehensive, but it is easier for them to make you stand out.
People fall into blind spots because this profession actually has its own characteristics."
Fang Yu nodded with deep understanding.
He originally thought that a warrior could not teach him much, but it turned out that he was wrong. The top selector was the top selector. Although he had only practiced for a short time, he already felt that he had benefited a lot.
Most of what Odin taught him were classic practical skills, and some of them were insights and experiences that he could not have learned in the community.
It was at this time that a burst of applause came from behind the two people.
Fang Yu turned around and happened to see a lady carrying a beige windbreaker walking out of the tree hole there. The other party smiled slightly and said: "Little guy, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect that as soon as I came here, I heard
It was a wonderful speech.”
"But what this idiot warrior said is right. Combat craftsmen naturally have their own ideas," she replied, "but we are always the strongest."
Fang Plover was looking at this lady in stunned silence, even though Odin had told him that he would find some people to 'teach' him.
But he didn't expect that the person the other party found would be the Construct Queen.
"Ms. Ming, Ming..."
But Ming ignored him.
She just looked at Odin and said, "This little guy is mine today, is it okay?"