"Don't miss it if you pass by, the legendary paladin battles the dark elf anti-knight, the gold-level female elf will pay 15 for 1, the legendary paladin will accompany 2 for 1, and you will pay 3 for a draw. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so buy it quickly!"
He casually took out a blank account book from the bar, made a bet list three times, and waved it around.
"By the way, do you want to participate? I, Carlo, am a long-established brand and I guarantee that I will not deceive anyone."
Companions of duelists often place bets to encourage their teammates, but when I was selling gambling tickets to the priests, I found that the scene suddenly became strangely quiet.
"...aren't bar duels common?".
I was a little surprised, but when I followed everyone's gaze and turned my head, I saw those angry paladins, some with angry faces, and some even drawing swords, and I suddenly understood.
Well, although gambling and fighting in bars are common, epic and gold rhino bars in rural areas are not common. It doesn't matter if newcomers fight and veterans join in the gambling and fighting, but a duel between high-ranking "big shots" is a bit "unbridled".
In a sense, these knights and priests are considered nobles, and they are completely different from the mercenaries of the common class.
"Um? Give you 450? Don't be angry, okay, okay, seriously, it's just a joke."
It seemed that it was difficult to do business here. I shook my head and slumped my shoulders, then ran back to the adventurers who were still eating breakfast.
But this time, my gambling tickets were very popular, and all the duplicate orders were quickly sold out.
Not surprisingly, most people are still optimistic about the epic-level Paladin. After all, the difference in strength is obvious one level higher. And the weapons of the Paladin are obviously not ordinary. When the difference in strength is not big, this is a
The two factors are an important bargaining chip that can determine the final result. Naturally, most people are optimistic about the well-prepared Knight Commander White.
"It seems that if the Paladin wins, I will go bankrupt this time. If I had known better, I would not have gambled."
At this time, my face was full of bitterness, and I seemed to be worried that I would lose badly this time.
"Don't even think about regretting it. You old man has gone bankrupt a long time ago. Carlo, don't even think about defaulting on your debt this time. We will watch over you."
"Come on. 100 gold coins to crush the Paladin. Ha, kid Carlo, I'm just waiting for you to cry."
"I'd better keep the pressure on the female elf. As long as it's a gambling game, has that kid Carlo ever lost?".
Of course, there are some very cunning guys, but this does not affect the overall situation. For the sake of gold coins, most people still choose the stronger side, even if the possible benefits are much smaller.
The identity of the priest determined that this was not a well-prepared scam. Soon the total bet quickly exceeded 2,000.
"Fight quickly."
"Waiting for you to watch, what are you doing? Do you want to fight dogs? Just go back and hug your mother and drink milk, you weakling."
The rude mercenaries will not care about the big shots from the capital. When these mercenaries waving gambling coupons start shouting, it is the familiar dog fighting time again.
If it were an ordinary epic powerhouse, there would be no duel under normal circumstances. The best thing to do is to deal with these mercenary bastards first and tell them what the dignity of an epic powerhouse is.
But at this time, Knight Commander White had no room to retreat. He always looked at his opponent without any wavering or hesitation.
He represents the dignity of the church, and initiating provocation in his own name is a decision made from the beginning. Even for him personally, taking the initiative to challenge low-level knights is a shame in itself.
"Those who buy from us should consider it to be about 2,500 gold coins."
The others didn't respond, but Goblin Thor directly threw a silver coin, which drew a silver arc in the sky of the bar and landed in my hand.
Upon touching it, it turned out to be the voodoo mithril coin of the ancient trolls. With the return of the trolls, many ancient coins that are both antiques and precious metals have appeared on the market, and the prices are not low.
And this kind of voodoo mithril coins is even more special. Many mages collect them in order to study the witchcraft that may be contained in them. The market price keeps rising. Recently, it is almost the number he quoted, but if it were lost in the country of mages, the price should be still high.
It can be doubled directly.
"Sure enough, goblins will not miss any opportunity to make money."
While putting away the mithril coins, I looked happy on the outside, but in my heart I was cursing, didn't you deliberately trick me? If you win here, I will suffer a big loss.
But it’s not okay not to accept the bet. After all, the person I was optimistic about was the middle-aged man with a beard. If I hadn’t accepted the bet happily at this time, I would have missed the bet directly.
So I became more and more hesitant... Don't get me wrong, it's not because I'm worried about losing money. The reason why I win every time I gamble is definitely not because I have good luck in gambling. On the contrary, I have never had good luck.
"I can win every time I bet, just because I cheat every time. Although I can still cheat now, it would be more unpleasant to let that idiot Paladin win and let someone else's church win than losing money."
Originally, I could have ridiculed those guys from the Church of the God of Justice and Discipline and asked them to place more bets to make up for my losses, but considering that the "concept" of this god is discipline and gambling is a completely prohibited behavior, I
I have a headache.
"Then let the duel be postponed and the backup plan activated. Heloise, the plan has been advanced."
"...Can't you do something serious? Isn't it explained that the genius started?".
"Isn't what we are doing now serious? There may be new victims tomorrow. The safety of innocent people is the most important. It is imperative to eradicate the cultists! Besides, do you think that with their investigative skills,
How long will it take to find out the truth? My warm-heartedness almost moved me."
"Huh, I'm too lazy to care about you, so be careful and you'll screw up..."
And when the two sides we were about to fight were still glaring at each other, they didn't know that their duel was destined to end in vain.
Soon, in the back hill of the town, due to the carelessness of outside adventurers, a sudden explosion will cause a small landslide, and the secret of the back hill of the town will also be exposed to the surface - the secret of the magic dragon Wen Lair.
Boneyard.
The cultist of the Society of the Dead is hiding very deep. In fact, I haven't found his hiding place in the past few days. It is very likely that he does not live in the nearby villages and towns at all. Considering that they often have some characteristics of undead creatures. Even
You may have buried yourself in the cemetery and waited for the explorer to leave on your own. No matter the life reaction or appearance, it will look like a dead corpse. If the lurker is patient enough, there will be no way to find it.
But unlike those rookies, mature and experienced investigators will not scurry around like headless flies, which will only alert the snake. They only collect intelligence and analyze the possible circumstances of the case, and among the many investigation methods. From the murderer's
Although the method of guessing the nature of the next target is old-fashioned, it is indeed very practical.
"Now that we know that it is the Society of All Deaths, it is very simple. The Society of All Deaths has only two purposes in acting in this world. One is to open the door to the death plane and summon undead natural disasters to spread death, and the other is to create more
More and stronger undead creatures will expand the undead army for their master."
The first purpose can be eliminated directly. Even today, when the tide of elements continues to rise, the requirements for the plane gate are not just one or two. Even the blood sacrifice of the entire town is not enough. This is not a place where the spatial structure is unstable.
There is no possibility of opening the door to the plane of death through the plane connection point.
Then, there is basically only the second possibility, and to create powerful undead creatures, corpses that were strong enough during life must be used as materials, and this is often not traceable.
The rest is simple. Open the archives of the mayor of the town, go through all the historical documents, legends, etc., eliminate the interference items that have little meaning, and come up with the only possible answer.
We just found out the deeds of the dragon-slaying hero more than 300 years ago from a heroic hymn circulating around. The plot is so old that there is nothing new. It is probably that a few adventurers were entrusted by a certain lord to successfully kill and take away the dragon.
The evil dragon who is the treasure of the lord, finally the adventurers chose to live in this area, and one of the spear heroes was the source of the name of this town, An Dun. The other two heroes also left their inheritance to the other two
small town.
After finding out the dragon-slaying deeds, Heloise, known as the mobile library, checked the local history books and compared the names of the characters to find out which unlucky dragon was killed here.
"Magic Dragon Wenlair, this is the name of an elf. He is said to have lived with the elves for a period of time. Well, as the elves' mortal enemy, the green dragon, he has a very good relationship with the elves. He even has two elf wives. It's simply
Weird. What's even more weird is that he is obviously a green dragon with the wind poison attribute, but he is particularly good at fire magic and has even invented several exclusive fire magics."
Countless facts have proven that the truth of legends and stories must be deceptive. Most of the epic heroes praised by the world are unreliable. But this time I saw the gap between the real records and the legends, which still makes me a little incomprehensible.
"Three-attribute ancient dragon? It also invented special magic, at least it is a top-level master. Even a demigod cannot defeat such an opponent. Three heroes who have not even reached the top in the history of this country have defeated it? Judging from the record of this record,
It may not even be an epic."
We definitely do not underestimate this demonic dragon because of this record. First of all, he has a history of hanging out with elves for seven or eight hundred years. He must be an ancient dragon. Secondly, in addition to his own wind and poison attribute magic, he also practices
Fire magic, which is best at war killing, is definitely a terrifying war killing machine.
Let’s not investigate what happened in the town for the time being. Now that I know that this powerful dragon died here, the goal of the Ten Thousand Dead Society is obvious. Therefore, as a super qualified necromancer, I have countless methods to find powerful creatures.
Unfortunately, it only took one hour to find the keel buried underground in the hill behind the town.
"Boom!"
The violent explosion shook the earth, and the wooden structure of the entire bar was subjected to a huge test. Soon, the keel blown out by the explosion would attract the followers of the Wanshou Society to automatically take the bait. Naturally, these guys would be unable to duel.
Already.
Originally, I planned to wait for a day and collect some more reliable information, but since there is an emergency, I will move forward. Well, I am just a hot-blooded person, and I am definitely not reluctant to part with the gambling money.
But I felt that the whole earth was still shaking, and the wine glass on the table fell into pieces. It seemed that something was overdone, and the power was too outrageous.
"Heloise, how much did you bury? It's too much."
"There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad..."
"Let's be honest, life is full of pitfalls anyway."
"The good news is that our plan was successful. I have discovered those believers of the Society of All Deaths. They have sent people to keep an eye on this place and are now hurriedly looking for help from their companions."
"The bad news is you didn't catch him?"
"No, the bad news is that the Wanshou Society is out of luck. This dragon bone cannot summon the bone dragon at all. Their plan will fail from the beginning."
"Isn't this good news?".
"Of course it's bad news. The reason why it can't be summoned into a bone dragon is because it's not a dragon bone at all. What's buried under the mountain is a crazy Dracolich, and we just exploded it.
