The sewage tavern, as the store is named, has puddles on the stone floor inside, and even water drips from the ceiling from time to time.
After all, this is an island environment. Even the wind blowing is salty and humid. In addition, there is so much water vapor in the basement that the drinkers cover their glasses with their hands to prevent the wine from being contaminated by the water vapor outside.
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Speaking of these drinkers, everyone in Cangqing Sword saw elves outside, which was enough to surprise everyone. When they entered the tavern, they discovered that there were actually humans here...
To be precise, humans, dwarves, orcs, elves, and all kinds of races are everywhere in the tavern, giving people the illusion of suddenly entering a fantasy world.
"What are you looking at, looking for trouble?" Probably because the girls stared at him for a little too long, the green-skinned orc who was closest stood up angrily - this guy was about 1.9 meters tall and had a flat head.
, the hair is tied into a bun on the top of the head, and the lower row of canine fangs protrudes from the lower lip, making it look fierce and cruel.
The person staring at him was Hilda Lifa. Although the two of them were about the same height, the orc's thick build was obviously not comparable to her figure. The Norman girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed and turned her head.
And Ask said:
"Ask, look! It's a living orc! I've always heard from people in the village that there are wild orc tribes in the northern ice fields, but I've never seen one. I didn't expect to see it on the island here!"
"Looking for death!" When the human girl called her "wild", the orc became furious and stretched out his arm as thick as a normal human thigh to grab Sidrifa.
Hildelife was still laughing, her reaction was not slow at all, and she punched him in the chest.
Her fist came first and hit the orc's strong chest before the orc could touch her. The latter immediately flew upside down in a U-shape, and his huge body fell straight down as if it had no weight at all.
Toward the opposite side.
On the wine table at the edge of the opposite wall, three dwarves were drinking from wooden cups. One of the dwarves stepped on the tower shield on the ground, grabbed the shield handle and smashed it with his backhand, then unloaded the flying orc to the side.
"What a strength!" Feeling the tyrannical force coming from the shield, the dwarf holding the shield raised his eyebrows and looked at Hildrifa in astonishment, "Little human girl, are you a saint?"
"Saint?" Hidrifa shook her head, "I don't understand."
"That's it..." The dwarf couldn't help but scratch his head and head, and turned to look at the humans at the wine table next to him, "Douglas, what do you call the saint?"
"Extraordinary one." Douglas was a middle-aged human male wearing a shirt, with a simple pistol on his waist. He was drinking wine while minding his own business while spitting out a word.
"Yes, an extraordinary person." The dwarf immediately turned to look at Hildrifa, "Are you an extraordinary person?"
"Ah." Hidrifa glanced at Aske and saw that he had no intention of stopping her, so she nodded and admitted calmly.
So not only the dwarf in front of me, but also the entire tavern was filled with whispers. Although everyone lowered their voices in unison, the girls, as extraordinary beings, had naturally had their hearing strengthened by physical strength.
You can hear the slightly shocked chatter of people around you:
"When can humans become extraordinary?"
"Isn't it? Aren't they not allowed to eat spiritual materials?"
"We need to get this news out quickly..."
Soon, several aliens stood up and tried to walk out of the tavern. However, the door was blocked by the girls of Cang Qing Sword, causing their expressions to change.
Normally, they would have pushed each other aside without politeness. However, the last orc who tried to push them was still lying on the floor in the corner of the tavern, moaning.
"Excuse me." The leader of the elf could only say bravely, "Can you give in?"
"I have a question." Seeing his fearful expression, Ask simply asked directly, "Why can't humans become extraordinary?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding drinkers became strange. The elf was stunned for a long time, as if he didn't know how to answer, but Douglas at the table next to him drank the wine in one gulp, smashed the glass on the table, and said
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"Because the body structures of us humans and these guys are different, if we directly consume the spiritual materials of extraordinary creatures, there is a high probability that we will directly mutate out of control."
The girls looked at each other, not understanding what these guys were talking about. Directly consuming spiritual materials? Are you crazy? You are definitely out of control!
"Wait a minute." Mi'er suddenly said, "Mr. Douglas, what day is it today?"
"July 10th." Douglas said with a frown.
"What year is it?" Mi'er continued to ask, "What year is July 10th?"
Douglas immediately showed an expression of "Have you lost your mind, you little elf kid?", calmed down for a moment, and then continued:
"3174, July 10, 3174 AD."
"Hiss!" Not only Mi'er, but Nora and Sheila who were familiar with history also took a breath.
The AD chronology, Anno Domini, is not the "Tertiary" or "Quatary" commonly used in mainland China. This chronology is only used in certain specific periods.
That is the prehistoric era more than two thousand years ago, that is, from the time humans colonized the planet Helel to the occurrence of the first demonic tide, that blank period that is only mentioned in a few words in history books.
But everyone is also an old mercenary. Of course, it is impossible for me to believe whatever you say, so Sheila cleared her throat seriously and asked tentatively:
"You came from the colony ship?"
Douglas sneered: "It's 3174 years now. Do you think I am over 100 years old?"
It turns out that the colony ship landed on the planet Helel, which probably happened in the 31st century. Sheila and Nora winked, and the latter smiled slightly and continued to test:
"Mr. Douglas, are you from Jerusalem? It's quite far from here."
In fact, from Jerusalem to the Atlantic Ocean, it needs to pass through the entire Mediterranean Sea, which is more than 3,000 kilometers. It is really not an ordinary distance.
"Jerusalem?" Douglas looked a little impatient, but after all, these girls are powerful extraordinary beings. Although he looked unruly on the surface, he was actually a little frightened in his heart, so he had to answer patiently:
"I'm not from Jerusalem, that's too far away. I'm from New Carthage."
New Carthage is another unheard of place name.
"I know that Carthage is a city-state in the late Second Age, and is currently the capital of Hafsgar's kingdom of the dead." Sheila whispered in the psychic communication channel, "But where is this new Carthage?"
"Maybe it's a colonial city-state in the Iberian Peninsula." Nora guessed.
In fact, all historical documents currently disclosed to the public claim that "Jerusalem" was the earliest and only prehistoric colonial city-state of mankind, which helped mankind resist the invasion of monsters and alien wars after the first wave of demons.
As for other prehistoric colonial city-states, they have not been mentioned in any historical documents. Even Nora only learned from the Holy See's Milan database that there were actually other prehistoric colonial city-states besides Jerusalem - only the relevant history
All were destroyed after the first demon tide.
"Hey!" Seeing these people blocking the entrance and still chatting with the drinkers, the dark elf bartender behind the counter shouted dissatisfied, "Don't block the door! I didn't see someone want to go out.
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Everyone in Cang Qing Sword was completely unmoved. After all, after hearing the conversation of these people, the fool also knew that as long as any drinker walked out of this tavern, he would soon come to the door with a lot of trouble. Therefore, not only did everyone not
Instead of giving way, they deliberately moved closer to each other and blocked the door even more tightly.
Ask took out another wizard's stone from Nora and threw it directly to the bartender.
Since helping Lusitania consolidate its forces, Maya has given them a lot of wizard stones to prepare for emergencies. Therefore, as the common currency here, the Blue Sword people are not short of money.
The bartender caught the wizard's stone, checked the weight and purity, and immediately rearranged the wine racks without saying a word, as if there were no evil guests blocking the door.
"Mr. Douglas." Ignoring the fearful and hostile glances around him, Asker asked the middle-aged man with a smile, "What is your profession?"
What kind of business do you do... Douglas opened his mouth slightly. Besides pirates, who would leave the mainland alone and come to this broken island!
"Mercenary." In the end, he did not dare to admit that he was a pirate, and said bravely, "I am a mercenary, that... undertakes some combat missions at sea."