Lancelot put down little Hal and handed the crutch to the little black panther's hand. He was busy complaining to King Arthur: "Your Majesty, I have brought Hal here. I must never tell Vivian about it."
It's really not easy for this child to come out to play. Next time, please ask Your Majesty to do it yourself."
"Hahaha, let's talk next time." Arthur smiled evilly.
Hal looked at Husky who was lying on the ground and the fishman prince lying on the back of the dog-man boy with suspicion: "Huh... Husky? What are you doing?"
"Hal, help!" Husky shouted in a dumbfounded voice.
Hal leaned on his crutches and reluctantly walked over to help his friend. Unexpectedly, before he got close, Prince Calvin jumped away from the dog boy's back, while looking at Hal with disgust: "Oh! Black Cat!
It’s really unlucky! Don’t come close!”
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ---" Hal said with a helpless smile. The other person seemed to be a very young child who couldn't tell the difference between a cat and a leopard: "I am a leopard...and I am not completely black. You
Look at the spots on my body, meow---"
"I don't want to look at it! In short, black cats are very unlucky." The little fishman prince simply turned away and ran back to his maids.
"What's going on with that guy?" Hal asked in a low voice as he helped Husky up.
"Husky doesn't know how to bark either." The dog-man boy glanced at Prince Calvin with hostility and touched his tail at the same time, fearing that it would lose hair after being rubbed too much: "What a rude guy."
, as soon as he came up, he said that he was a dog, and he even used his tail as a toy."
"Then, if it doesn't matter to me, I will go back to protect Queen Greenville." Lancelot saluted King Arthur.
"Go, my queen depends on you to protect her, Lancelot." Arthur nodded and watched the knight leave.
Then, the King of Knights turned around and looked at the group of children: "Now that everyone is here, let's start the game?"
"The game is about to start - that guy comes to play too?" Husky winked fiercely at the King of Knights, trying to express his disgust.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you, Husky, Hal?" The King of Knights showed a bad smile again: "Prince Calvin will also come to participate in the training... uh, game today. Since it has been decided
Now that we are playing together, you can form a team. You must get along well."
"Hasky is not so sure that he can get along well with that kind of person---" The dog-man boy rolled his eyes at the fish-man prince again. What kind of guy is that rude, talking to himself, arrogant and presumptuous?
Get along with him?
"Okay, okay------" Hal pulled Husky and lay down on a bench nearby: "Anyway, let's go to the game world first and then talk about meow."
"Huh---" The dog-man boy lay down on the bench, pulled down his hood and covered his forehead.
A burst of electronic shock caused Husky to lose consciousness within a few seconds.
When he regained consciousness again, he was already in the simulated world of the game.
He and Hal were standing in front of the bonfire at the Altar of Eternity, still wearing the same equipment they had when they logged out of the game.
Arthur also logged into the game with the fishman prince, and it seemed that he spent a lot of time explaining the basic gameplay of the game to the prince.
When Husky saw Calvin wearing a gorgeous mage robe and holding a shining golden staff, his heart immediately became unbalanced: "Huh? How come his equipment is so good?"
"Because Calvin is a prince, haha." The words of the little fish-man prince immediately aroused further dissatisfaction from the dog-man boy.
"Okay, very good ---" Husky rolled his eyes at King Arthur: "Uncle, please don't tell Husky, this guy's level is the same as ours?"
"That's right." The King of Knights smiled, "Calvin's initial level is Level 2. All mages start at Level 2 because they have to bring two magics. You can't ask him to kill monsters with his bare hands without using any magic.
Bar?"
"It's very fair." Husky said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Hasky really didn't know that he could start with the mage profession."
"Even if I know, you can't choose. The profession [Mage] is only open to players who can use magic." The King of Knights shrugged.
The subtext is: You orcs don't know how to use magic, so what are you doing with the mage horn?
Husky and Hal looked at each other, speechless.
"But, humans are really inconvenient." Calvin's appearance is almost exactly the same as him in reality, but there is no "mermaid" race in the game. He now plays the game as a "human".
... Therefore, he also began to complain one after another: "Mermaids can obviously cast spells with their bare hands. You humans must have a staff to use magic*, and there is a limit on the number of spells you can cast per day--what a weak race."
."
"Oh, but humans can use almost all kinds of magic, but mermaids can only use ice spells? In terms of talent alone, humans are indeed the weakest. Just because they are the weakest, they are also the strongest. In this regard,
You will understand one day." King Arthur smiled mysteriously: "So, Your Highness, please do as the Romans do. Don't complain too much, and experience this game as a [human]."
After saying that, Arthur clicked on the inventory and planned to click the [Logout] button---
"Uncle Arthur?" Husky exclaimed in panic: "Please don't tell Husky that you plan to leave like this!? What will happen to our schedule today?"
"Itinerary?" The King of Knights was stunned for a moment before he recalled: "Oh, by the way. You have accepted the mission of the witch to collect enchanting materials, right?"
Arthur clicked on the inventory again: "I have other things to deal with today, so I can't play with you all the time. You are also used to the gameplay of this game, and it's time to take charge of yourself. This is for you, it belongs to me.
[Farewell gift]."
An item is sent to Husky's inventory.
It's a scroll to return to the city.
"With this, you can teleport to various areas at will---of course, only the areas that your level allows you to enter."
"Even so--" Husky was still unsure. If Uncle Arthur didn't follow, the team seemed to be in trouble--especially after new members were added.
"Hasky, Hal, you are not young anymore, you should be able to take care of yourself, right?" The King of Knights did not have the slightest doubt about this matter, or he did not care at all: "It's not a big deal, the worst case scenario is not
Just die three times in a row, delete the file and play again - if you can die three times in a row in one day, you deserve to be deleted, right?"
Husky couldn't refute and pursed his lips.
It is an inevitable truth that people will die when they are killed. In the game world, if there is no aura of immortality shrouding them, they are actually just a group of ordinary teenagers.
Without their Uncle Arthur, the dog-man boys must play extra cautiously this time and take every step step by step. Upgrading to a level requires a lot of experience points. It is already rare to die, and being downgraded due to death is even more depressing.
If you can avoid death, you must not die.
Arthur glanced at the little fishman prince not far away. Calvin was using his staff to connect his two magic skills---ice arrow and ice mist. The little prince was so busy that he didn't pay any attention to Arthur and others.
The space for human dialogue.
"Then," the King of Knights clicked the logout button again: "I'll take my leave now and wish you all a good time."
The King of Knights turned into a ray of light and instantly logged out of the game, leaving only the dog-man boy and the leopard-man boy looking at each other in depression.
The fishman prince on the side was too lazy to care about anything and concentrated on "trying out" his newly obtained magic, spreading ice mist everywhere and throwing ice arrows wildly.
"Um...what are you going to do?" Husky disliked this willful fishman prince very much. But they were already a team. It seemed unkind not to treat Calvin, so he could only reluctantly consult the fishman.
The prince's intention was: "Are you going to come with us? Or do you want to wander around by yourself and get familiar with the environment?"
Little Prince Calvin shrugged: "It's the same everywhere you go. I'd better go for a walk with you and see what interesting things I can encounter."
"But we have to do the task now, meow---" Hal opened the item list: "Let's start with the easier one, meow. We need ten wild boar fangs---"
"Calvin heard from His Majesty King Arthur that you are looking for materials for weapon enchantment, right? In other words, all these materials need to be found to complete the task? Or do you only need to find some of them, and the rest can be solved with money?
?"
Husky was stunned for a moment before replying: "It can probably be solved with money."
"That's easy." Calvin came over and looked at the list (Hasky subconsciously avoided the fish-man prince), and focused on the list: "The correct way is not to start with the simplest, but to start with the simplest."
The most difficult beginning is the beginning. Maybe when we solve a certain high-level monster and get a lot of money, we won’t have to fight those trivial monsters."
The dog-man boy and the leopard-man boy looked at each other. That's the truth, but isn't it too risky to fight high-level monsters right from the start?
"Hey hey hey, with Calvin here, no problem!" The fish-man prince patted his chest to assure himself: "Watch Calvin use magic to blast those monsters to pieces!"
"How many times can you use your magic trick in a day?" Husky asked uneasily.
The fishman prince immediately replied proudly: "Ice Arrow and Ice Mist are on the same scale and can be used fifteen times a day. Thirty magic shots are definitely enough."
"No, it's not thirty rounds, you only have fifteen rounds." Husky knew something was fishy and sighed: "Since it is magic, the number of times they can be used is common, not superimposed."
"Oh? Is that so?" The little fishman prince's arrogance was immediately reduced by half: "Why doesn't His Majesty King Arthur make this clear--human beings are so troublesome, and you have to count the number of times you use a spell."
As a fish-man, Prince Calvin can use magic without restrictions. As long as his mental strength can sustain it, theoretically it is not a big problem how many spells he can use.
But now that he is playing the game as a [human], he is not used to it right away.