Brave Bar.
"Peace is so good."
Sitting in a quiet area, I twirled the cup in my hand and sighed at the mingling figures opposite. The enthusiastic and heroic barbarians had brought up the atmosphere of the entire bar. They talked loudly, argued loudly, and talked loudly without scruples. Laughter, even the always calm mage and the aloof assassin seemed to be affected by the noisy atmosphere, and their words and deeds couldn't help but open up.
Even in the soundproof area, the heavy vibrations coming from the wooden floor and the heat waves coming one after another really made people's blood boil, and they couldn't help but long to join the unrestrained and noisy team.
Compared to the crowd and hustle and bustle over there, it seemed a bit cold here. The table for six people was only shared by me and one other person. This was something that was simply unimaginable in Rogge Camp.
"Do you agree?"
Looking back, the other person sitting at the same table with me said with a smile. He looked a little timid and hesitant, his thin body was shrinking cautiously, and his small eyes were like a mouse stuck in a hole by a cat. He was always uneasy. Gulu was spinning around, wearing a brown linen short coat and a black cloth belt tied on the side that hung down to his knees, which constituted the most classic look of the poor nowadays.
"Yes, sir, you are absolutely right."
Tok, the middle-aged man who led me when I first came to Lugaoyin, was using a flattering expression at this time, barely opening the corner of his mouth, revealing a mouth of yellowed teeth, and playing with himself. Ale glass. He would take a sip from time to time, but judging from his appearance, it was probably impossible to taste anything.
I shook my head secretly, wondering if that demonstration really scared him. Xiaoxue's momentum was such that even senior career changers didn't dare to compare with it. No wonder Tuoke, as a civilian, is still The shadow remains.
As Lu Gaoyin's local leader, Toke is undoubtedly an excellent assistant before starting the task assigned by Akara and the others. I started to ask around for useful information, "before the troops and horses are moved, food and grass go first", but there is a prerequisite. One thing that needs to be grasped before food and grass is intelligence. If you don’t even know where the enemy is, how can you “go first with food and grass”?
First of all, I thought of the Mage Guild. As a large "transnational" organization, they must have certain communication channels throughout the Western Kingdom. However, when I found Talon, the leader of the mage, with high hopes, the result was surprising. People are extremely disappointed, led by Talon, a research madman. Lu Gaoyin's Mages Guild is filled with a research atmosphere. Some mages are so obsessed that they turn a deaf ear to what is happening outside the window. As long as it does not endanger the entire Western Kingdom, they usually let it go.
After beating Talon hard, I immediately thought of Tok, this wretched middle-aged man who claimed to know everything about Lu Gaoyin. In my opinion, these people who rely on tour guides or selling gossip to survive, at least We should also have our own community, in which we can communicate together and give and take from each other. Only in this way can you get the latest news one step ahead of others.
As I expected, when I found him in the Brave Bar according to the local method provided by Tok, this wretched man looked frightened and distressed. Without me having to elaborate, he honestly admitted that he was in four cities in the Western Kingdom. , there are a few "good brothers", and it's just a "little fight". The timeliness and accuracy of the message cannot be completely guaranteed.
for me. This level is sufficient, although sometimes the message is wrong or arrives too late. It made me go down many wrong roads in vain, but Diablo does not have mature network and communication tools like the previous world, so mistakes are inevitable. Generally speaking, if I did not rely on the information they provided, I would probably still be there now. Just wandering around the villages like a headless fly...
"But..." While I was in a daze, Toke spoke with difficulty again. Facing the man in front of him who seemed to be shrouded in black, he could not stop his heart from shaking.
"I heard that the village of Amutai over the Dry City has been attacked by monsters recently, and the villagers suffered heavy casualties." He added to the corners of his chapped lips, and Tok poured the ale foam into his mouth tastelessly. He had not tasted it before. He said that it was because after several months of understanding, he knew that Mr. Yan was not interested in the news "about Warcraft".
"Amutai?"
I have some impressions in my mind, but they are very vague. There are tens of thousands of villages in the entire Western Kingdom, and I have passed between not one thousand but eight hundred. If I could really remember them all, I would have the ambition to challenge Princess Sanwu to a test of memory.
My index finger kept lightly clasping the table, and the dull sound echoed in the air in the corner of the bar, which seemed particularly abrupt. I frowned involuntarily - there couldn't be any remnants of the fallen, after all, I was so inhumane. It is their habit to blame their despicable acts on bandits or monster attacks.
"Credibility?" When I thought about the possibility of another trip, my mood immediately deteriorated, and I only uttered three words coldly.
"According to my estimation, Amuteai Village is close to the misty forest, and the possibility of being attacked by monsters is indeed very high. Moreover, it is not like before. There are many villagers who have escaped from Amuteai Village. The information comes from them. I got it from my mouth, so the credibility should be very high.”
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Tok trembled and expressed his thoughts. The "like before" naturally refers to the tragic incident where the fallen attacked the village some time ago and left no one alive.
"Let's do this. You guys should pay close attention and give me accurate information within five days." After considering the time, I stood up and said.
"Yes, please don't worry, sir." Tok stood up quickly, and the wooden cup in his hand almost spilled on the table because of his panic.
"If you have nothing else to do, you can go." I took out a heavy sack from my arms and threw it on the table, and the crisp friction sound of gold coins was heard. Tok thanked him profusely, put away the sack and turned around to leave. Compared to the first time he got the reward, he didn't feel any joy now. Over the past few months, he had vaguely guessed something, but he didn't dare to show it at all. Oh, God bless me - a pious and kind person. believer. He just wanted to live a more stable life, otherwise he would have gone to sea with Captain Masif to make a lot of money. But now, God knows whether that adult will suddenly say to him one day, "You know too much. Don't blame me." "Such cruel words, Tok felt as if he had stepped on a pirate ship, running away? If he had the courage, he would not refuse Masif's invitation.
He walked out of the Brave Bar with a sad face. Forget it, let's squander the money quickly to avoid "returning the property to its original owner" one day. Feeling the heavy weight in his arms, his bitter face finally managed to show a smile. It was okay. At least I can have some fun before I die.
Watching Tok's figure disappear outside the door. I straightened up and relaxed. Tok was quite agile and talented. If possible, I really wanted to stay with him, but after thinking about it, I decided not to. His current abilities are based on his knowledge of the Western Kingdom. , if it is brought to the Kurast seaport, it may not be useful in an unfamiliar place. It is better to find some local snakes to help.
"What a pity." Looking at Tok's leaving figure, I sighed helplessly. I don't have any shortcomings, I'm just lazy. It's annoying to have to look for assistants all over again.
"Brother, do you mean to put him..." The little ghost made a serious face, pretending to whisper, and then rubbed his white neck with his small hand.
"I said. Are you too into the drama..." It's all my fault. I am a bitch for instilling the knowledge of the underworld in her when she is bored. I deserve it.
Seeing me lying limply on the table, the little ghost couldn't help but smile, blinking with big bright eyes, not knowing what he was thinking...
On the sixth day, that is, the second day after I confirmed from Tok that the village of Amuteai was indeed attacked by monsters and not the remnants of the fallen, my sister was very abrupt and told me as if it was natural that she planned to leave. , without leaving me half a second of buffer time before and after.
"Brother, you have been wronged these past few days." My sister only asked me to walk to the gate and stroked my hair. After seeing the charred villa behind me, my sister's face was full of apologies.
"It doesn't matter, as long as my sister is happy." I held her hand and smiled. Seeing my sister smiling so happily made everything worth it. If I had to say there was something I wasn't happy about, it was looking at Moissa. The relationship with my sister was so "good" that I actually felt a faint jealousy in my heart that my sister had been snatched away by someone else.
After leaving a soft kiss on my forehead, my sister, who never liked to be sloppy, turned around and left. She didn't even say hello to the other person. With the druid's keen intuition, a subtle kiss was almost Ignoring my gaze, I was quietly watching my sister's leaving figure...
"You didn't leave a word. She is such a cruel mother, isn't she?" Before the owner of the sight came back to his senses, I made a big circle and found the person behind the big tree in the courtyard, peeping like a little thief. A small figure outside the gate.
"What are you talking about, Master, do you need to check your brain?" The figure turned back like a frightened squirrel, but its beautiful face was still stern, and its expression and eyes refused to reveal anything. emotion.
Damn it, I originally thought I could get out her inner thoughts while she was in trance, but I didn't expect that this little guy always showed special alertness when he shouldn't be alert, which made people feel an invincible feeling of frustration.
After confirming that her sister had left, Princess Sanwu seemed to be holding a grand celebration banquet. However, she took out a tea set, brought boiling water from who knows where, and sat under the shade of a tree, leisurely. I made tea, and there was only one cup. She simply ignored me as the master. Have you ever seen such an arrogant maid? I haven't seen it before. Fortunately, a few days ago, I risked being scolded by my sister to take care of her. My poor blanket, barbecue, snow, and honey----well, this doesn't seem to count...
"Don't you think you should serve your master first... ugh?"
I came forward and glared at Moissa who was leaning under the tree with a dead smile, holding the teacup in both hands and taking a sip. Before I finished speaking, in her dull eyes, a pretty red face appeared. Approaching without warning, the next moment, the lips were blocked by something soft and fragrant, and traces of warm and sweet tea kept seeping into the mouth.
Wait until you come to your senses. The gentle touch of her lips has disappeared, and the Sanwu Princess in front of her has also disappeared, and the sound of rapid footsteps and words are getting farther and farther behind her.
"Are you satisfied with this kind of... service...? Let me declare in advance that it is... only this time..."
"Click----" the sound of the door being slammed shut, "Crack----" seemed to be the sound of locking, waiting for me to turn around. Even the barred window on the second floor was tightly closed.
"Is this a dream?" I pinched myself hard, and there was still a hint of warmth and sweetness between my lips and teeth, a shy voice that I never expected to hear from her mouth. It still seems to be echoing in the courtyard at this moment.
As if to confirm, his hand involuntarily reached out to the teacup from which he had only taken a small sip. Before he could touch it, another small hand snatched it away.
The pretty face shrouded in dark clouds suddenly approached and said word by word: "Are you satisfied with your service just now? My dear, beloved master!!?"
"Yeah!!" He nodded honestly, and then he realized, my God, I, a master of platitudes (?), have actually been tricked! !
"Very good, very good. Since you like it, let's enjoy it." The pretty face covered with dark clouds suddenly smiled. It was as bright as the sun breaking through the clouds, but in my eyes, it was undoubtedly the Antarctic sun.
"Gulu Gulu, noble, great, elegant, beautiful, pure and noble—Her Royal Highness the Saint, who was in a state of rage, poured the hot tea into her mouth with great courage, and pounced on it with her cheeks bulging high.
"Wow, can your ears drink tea?!"
"GuluGulu is replenishing ammunition.
"Damn it, your eyes are not good either, you idiot!!"
Someone's screams of extreme joy and sorrow echoed in the courtyard.
"What?" In the Mages Guild, I looked at Talen with wide eyes.
"Elder Fan, there is nothing we can do here. Long-distance transmission requires both parties to be ready at the same time before it can be used!" Talen sighed helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.
"How long will it take to be ready?"
"Just the day after tomorrow."
He walked out of the Mages Guild helplessly. Looking up at the red sun, I didn't expect that it was such a mistake. The long-distance transmission actually needed time to prepare. What should I do now?
"Go back." Could this little ghost be able to read minds? Don't peek into other people's thoughts.
"No." I flatly rejected her suggestion.
"Wow!!……"
"I've obviously said goodbye to Old Man Ryan and Moissa, but if I go back now, wouldn't it be..." I tilted my head. I'm trying to find an appropriate metaphor. "It's like having a quarrel with your parents. After swearing to run away from home, you find out that you have no ability to survive independently, but you can't help but admit defeat. At least, your parents have to beg you to go back. How does it feel?" the little ghost said. Got the correct answer.
"You really like to make trouble."
"Shut up. You are the only one who has no right to criticize me." After being exposed, I suddenly became furious.
"Let's just stay in the hotel for the next two days. By the way, let's buy some gifts and go back." I found a good excuse in an instant, and started to wander on the street proudly.
"Both Sarah and Vilas seem to like snacks..." Thinking of the situation on God's birthday, the food stalls on the street were swept away.
"This dress is not bad either..." He gestured at the heights of Sara, Vilas and Sari, just in case, Linya and Ihana (female druid, Dhruv's wife) were also missing. , As for Qiaxi, I'm sorry, I really can't find clothes that fit her "size", so all the clothes of all sizes in the tailor shop were swept away.
"There are also Lal, Doug, Geff, Dhruv, and Marton. They seem to like weird things..."
Recalling the last time when he gave them some weird gadgets that Warrif forcefully sold (including 1: models of large and small crippled monsters, the fallen magician's ghost-headed staff, Andariel's simulated tentacles, etc.), they were so happy ( ?), so some curious items, such as starfish with strange shapes, creative breads, and jams with unique flavors, were also collected by me one by one. I imagined them bursting into tears when accepting the gifts. I felt a burst of satisfaction at the scene of Ying Ying. No need for unnecessary words. This is the precious friendship between men.
Little ghost: "...!!"
"Why are you staring? This is how men shop!"
At the same time, the four elders in Rogge's camp shuddered in unison, muttering to themselves: What's going on? There is always a feeling of being completely ignored...
When I felt about the same, I focused on a small stall.
There are dozens of stones of different shapes on the stall. Since Lugao is located in the Gobi Desert in the west and the beach in the east, you can pick up some beautiful stones such as pebbles in these places. I thought about the Rogge Camp. Not seeing this strange thing, I walked up.
The stall owner was a Lugaoyin man with a neat mustache. He smiled at me and then stretched out his hand to indicate: Take a look and pick slowly. I was quite interested in squatting down and looking at these stones of different shapes and colors. Looking between.
"Boss, I want this." A strong and deep man's voice sounded from beside me, and a strong arm suddenly blocked my sight as if appearing from the sky.
Damn it! ! How is this going? !
My whole body was stiff, and I turned my head in disbelief. Apart from the drunkard Kasha and Sister Sharna, I had never been approached by anyone else without knowing it. When did this man come next to me, and who was he? Time to squat? Although he made such a big move at such a short distance, he still didn't notice it until that arm stretched out in front of him. If it was an enemy...
Like me, the whole body was covered tightly by a cloak. A tall black figure came into view. He was two heads taller than me and at least two meters tall. Especially his steady and strong body was even more impressive. There is an unshakable feeling that from other people's perspective, the two of us squatting together and wearing similar clothes are like a father taking care of a child. Of course, this is just a comparison purely in terms of size and momentum.
This was a paladin. I immediately judged that it was not a druid, not a barbarian, and certainly not a mage assassin. The only person who could exude such a mountain-like aura was a paladin.
There are no words to describe the shock in my heart. It was as if I turned my head inadvertently and suddenly found that the field of vision that should have been empty suddenly had a huge mountain rising into the sky. I could only look up, admire and reflect on myself. to one's own insignificance.
"Boss, I want this." He stood up, his mountain-like aura became even stronger, and even the fiery red sun in the sky was blocked by it.
"Guest, one silver coin and two, you can choose one more." The stall owner said respectfully.
"This is enough."
The paladin with a cold tone held an inconspicuous black stone in his hand, took out a gold coin and threw it down. He turned and left without saying anything, as if I was nothing, and he never glanced here from beginning to end.
Staring blankly at the leaving figures of the Paladins, I could finally understand what Akara said to me - "With your current strength, even if you don't know their names and appearances, when they stand When it is in front of you, you can naturally feel it, and your intuition will tell you that the enemy in front of you is unmatched!"
That paladin gave me this feeling of insignificance and powerlessness. I’m sure he is one of the three giants of the Fallen Alliance that Akara and I talked about, G. Fortunately, he didn’t know that I was the one who killed four of them in a row. There were job transfers and more than a dozen mercenaries, otherwise with the momentum and strength that was no less than Kasha, I probably wouldn't even have the chance to draw my sword.
Sun Die, a dignified adventurer above level 60, who is not learning how to build a snowman in Harrogas, but comes here to scare people, is just like a gangster boss hanging out in a kindergarten.
After confirming that the Paladin had gone away, I sweat-swept and made an international gesture in the direction he left, secretly slandering me. After this surprise, I couldn't think of shopping anymore, eh. Well, so the earth is in danger now, so we should go back to Namek as soon as possible.
