Seeing the hanging barbarian struggling with his feet, about to pull out the head "embedded" on the top of the wall, the assassin rushed over with ill intentions, grabbed the barbarian's feet and pulled hard. With a "hula", his whole body was pulled out.
"Ouch!! Hocleve, it's so dangerous, thanks to me being here!"
The assassin said with a cracked mouth, pretending to be happy, that his embarrassing story would definitely be spread by the other three bad friends. He was suffering from a headache, and he didn't expect to find a companion so soon.
"You bastard, I can get out on my own even without your help."
The barbarian, who was coughing loudly due to suffocation, turned around and glared at the assassin with a sinister smile on his face.
"Hockleaf, what are you talking about? Can it be that at this critical moment, as the best partner, I can just watch you get into trouble and ignore it? I know what you are worried about, please don't worry. , I will not treat the brainless Hoclef in the bar. He accidentally stuck his head on the ceiling when using the jump. He had difficulty breathing and his life was in danger. At this moment, the benevolent assassin Sir Zelt Word spread that he suddenly and miraculously appeared and rescued the dying bull Horclef from danger."
The assassin patted the barbarian's broad shoulder hard, his eyes full of sincerity, and he almost squeezed out a few tears.
"Didn't you even prepare your lines? Bastard, I risked getting my soles dirty because I would be the first person in history to be captured by Orac's spider web." The unlucky assassin Ziert was rescued by being carried back to his lair like a piece of fresh meat. Is this your attitude towards your savior? "
The barbarian stared at the assassin with a fierce look like a butcher, and the assassin raised his eyes without giving in. The air between the two of them seemed to be ignited with the smell of gunpowder.
"Okay, okay, don't be rude in front of your guests?"
After laughing enough, the Paladin and the Mage slowly rushed over. The Mage was spraying out balls of flames from his hands to burn the invisible and colorless spider silk on the ground. Do not misunderstand. What he uses is not the fire of hell, but a very ordinary flame. Just like the fire spell Sarah showed me last time, it does not belong to any skill. Of course, this kind of powerless flame can only burn. thing. It is impossible to threaten ordinary people to deal with enemies from hell.
"Guest? Where did the guest come from?"
The barbarian twisted his neck curiously.
"That friend has been standing next to me for so long, so it's time to come out and get to know him."
Hearing this, the assassin turned his head and said loudly to the shadowed corner where I was standing. Among the four of them, only the ignorant barbarian seemed to have not noticed my presence. This really surprised me, although I did not deliberately conceal my aura. But the other four people were also in the middle of a fierce battle just now, and in this case, the appearance of the third person could still be noticed. It only proves that their vigilance is very strong.
"I'm sorry, because you are so funny that you forgot to introduce yourself for a moment."
Under the sharp gazes of the four people. I slowly walked out of the shadows. When the huge figure of the ghost wolf headed by Xiaoxue slowly emerged from the shadows, they were obviously taken aback and reacted quickly.
"Don't be nervous, they are just my pets."
I saw them looking alert. I explained with a smile.
"Are you Druid Wu Fan...sir...?"
The surprised mage next to him was the first to react. He blurted out my name and hesitated for a while. I don't know whether he admires me for appearing here alone, or because of the courage of Xiaoxue and the others standing behind me, so he added the word "人" in the back.
"It's just a name."
Seeing the others reacting, I smiled and walked towards them. To be honest, these four people were really interesting, and they actually gave me the opportunity to make friends.
Among the four of them, the mage and the paladin were obviously more sociable. After confirming my identity, they quickly stood up and chatted with me for a few words. They had formal smiles on their faces and their tone was very polite. There was no sign of any pretense at all.
"Gulu----"
At this moment, the barbarian behind him suddenly heard a thunderous sound in his stomach. Feeling the attention of everyone, the barbarian touched his bald head in embarrassment.
"***, I had a fight and I'm hungry."
Seeing the honest expression of the barbarian, we smiled at each other and felt that the distance seemed to be getting closer.
"If you don't mind, let's find a suitable place to sit down and get acquainted."
The middle-aged mage suggested, and I naturally nodded in approval.
With the assassin and Xiaoxue standing guard in front, everyone walked and chatted, and soon found a suitable resting place. During this time, I also got a rough idea of the situation in their team.
The 21st level barbarian Khoklef and the 2nd level assassin Zilt. I already knew their names earlier. As for the other two, the wretched mage named Katyev, the 20th level mage, and the last saint. Cavaliers, when I heard his name, I almost burst into tears. This team is indeed very good and powerful.
When the paladin introduced himself, he coughed slightly awkwardly and straightened his image, as if he was embarrassed to say it. The other three also laughed secretly in cooperation, making him angry. cigarette.
"Ahem, I am a level 21 Paladin. Ahem, my name is, um, Ultraman..."
He coughed twice, and finally hesitantly said the name that made me freeze on the ground in a mosquito-like voice.
"Please don't get me wrong. Although my buck teeth do look a bit like Orak, my name is indeed Ultraman."
He froze on the spot when he saw me. He hurriedly explained in a panic, and moved his face, which although not handsome, was quite pleasing to the eye, to his mouth, grinned, and pointed at the two slightly protruding teeth on both sides of his face.
"Orak, aren't you getting darker and darker with more smears?" The mage patted his shoulder sympathetically.
"Don't call me Orak."
The paladin angrily slapped away the mage's malicious sympathy.
"Do not worry."
After pondering for a long time, I finally came to my senses. His face was serious as never before.
"In my mind, you will always be Ultraman! So how can Orak be compared to you!"
I gave him a thumbs up, grinning slightly with my shining teeth.
"It's not easy. After being laughed at for decades, I finally found my comrade."
Although there seemed to be something wrong with what I said, the hero of justice who didn't think deeply... no, it was Ultraman the Paladin who immediately waved my hand vigorously. He cried bitterly and said, "Decades?" It seems that he is another suffering child shrouded in the shadow of childhood.
For a while, Ultraman and I quickly became familiar with each other. Of course, if he knew what I was thinking, he would probably reward me with a sacrifice immediately.
"It turns out that you are the special operations team guarding the village of Ahn'Qiraj!"
Time was in a hurry at that time, so I just briefly glanced at the names of the other nine members of the special operations team. Now that they said this, I suddenly felt a little impressed, even thinking about it. Their average level is already 20, which is higher than Dhruv. It's not surprising that they were selected into the special operations team.
Five people gathered around the campfire. The water bag in my hand was the special refreshing water given to me by Ankara, and Hockleaf, whose stomach was already growling with hunger, took a mouthful of barbecue and a mouthful of water. He was very happy to eat, let alone the others. . Even I feel a little distressed. Akala's refreshing water is not easy to make, so it was wasted by this cow.
"Hey. It's a pity that we didn't fulfill our responsibilities."
A hint of gloom flashed in Katyev's eyes. No matter who it was, as long as he recalled his comrades who fell in front of him in that war, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to laugh.
"Yeah, the four of us working together can't even compare to you alone."
The barbarian with his mouth filled with barbecue said vaguely in frustration. If it were anyone else, I would probably think it was a subtle provocation, but when it was said by Hockleaf, it was not offensive at all. I'm afraid this is exactly what he said. The savage's honest and straightforward character charm.
Assassin Zilte also looked at Xiaoxue who was nestling beside the door with a look of envy. With his snow-white figure, strong body, and sharp eyes, no matter who saw such a pet, he would probably be unable to help himself from being envious. .
"I feel a bit regretful. I actually wanted to be a Druid before." He sighed, thinking about the vicissitudes of the past.
"Then why did you choose the assassin?" I asked curiously.
"because……"
"Because when he was queuing up to sign up at the training camp, he saw that there were fewer people in the other team, so he jumped in and became an assassin in a confused way."
The mage next to me took the words and gave me an explanation that shocked me. He looked at Zilte with contempt: "Give up. Even if you become a druid, you are still a useless druid. You should be lucky." The vulgar self chose the vulgar path of assassin."
"If you want to talk too much, Katyev, why don't you think about how much face you have brought to the Mage Guild?"
Zilte, whose face was red, said angrily.
"I didn't want to be a mage."
Katyev looked like Ziert, who couldn't bear to look back on the past.
"When I was a child, I longed to become a majestic paladin, but..."
He shook his head, showing pain.
"But when I signed up, the Paladin instructor said that my legs were too short and I was not suitable for melee combat. Damn it, why did my parents do this to me..."
"Actually, I didn't plan to become a Paladin when I first started."
This time it's our hero of justice, Ultraman's turn to commit suicide.
"I originally wanted to become a barbarian, but..." He sighed with great emotion.
"At first, the barbarian instructor said that I was too short and my voice was not loud enough..."
The four of them all turned their attention to the barbarian who was eating and drinking in Leng Zi, and they looked like they would beat you up if you didn't do anything violent.
"I...?" With his mouth full of oily food, Horclef pointed at himself with the barbecue in his hand, with a few pieces of meat foam still stuck to his face.
"I, actually I was rather envious of Amazon at first, but the instructor told me that they don't accept men..."
He touched his bald head with his greasy right hand. Under the dim bonfire, the tattooed bald head with the ferocious totem looked even more oily and shiny...
