Chapter 1,147 Seattle’s [Clothes Rack]
"Gamu Gamu~~Gam Gamu Gamu Ga~~~"
These candies and biscuits are mine, please return them quickly and I might consider eating them without arguing with you.
"Oh, it's yours. Is there any evidence? Is your name written on it? I'll look and I can't find it. You're slandering me without any evidence. Can I also say that you're wearing something like this?" Is the puppet costume mine?"
"Gamu Gamu"
Not a puppet, a bear
Seeing this old woman arrogantly holding a biscuit in front of her eyes, she pretended to look through it in front of me, then with a click, she stuffed the biscuit into her mouth, chewing it deliberately so that it was crispy and fragrant. , showing an exaggerated expression of intoxication, and I suddenly became furious.
At the same time, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.
This guy answered so thoughtfully, and actually understood what I was saying. Should I praise her for mastering a good foreign language, or should I laugh at her for understanding bear language?
But it’s okay, I saved my wooden sign. No one will understand my loneliness in squatting silently in the corner, singing in a low voice, "A man won’t cry when he tears" while chipping wood and nailing the sign in order to facilitate the Hell Fighting Bear Torrent. This guy would just think that the wooden sign is the true form of the Hell Fighting Bear, which can be summoned directly from another dimension, and plans to list it as one of the ninth most incredible things in Rogge Camp.
Come to think of it, I accounted for so many incredible things by myself?
"Gamu Gamu Gamu~~~~"
You guy, count how many sentences ago you exposed the scene of watching me being knocked away by my armor, and you also prepared a eulogy or something, mourning your sister.
"Oh, you heard it wrong. I didn't say anything like that. I just said that I saw you being knocked away, but I didn't see who it was. Is there a golden dog nearby that suddenly flew into the air? With surprising speed, he snatched up the candies and biscuits scattered in the air, stuffed them into the package that had been prepared long ago, and then looked at you with contempt before turning around and running away."
Don’t you see it very clearly?
But it doesn’t matter. I have already considered this guy’s shamelessness. Even if I don’t admit it, it doesn’t matter. I still have her leverage, hehe~~~
"Gam~gam, gah~~~~~mu gam"
That's right, that is to say, no matter whether this old woman admits that she saw Xiao A and the dead dog, and snatched the package from the dead dog behind, at least, she just said that she saw me being killed The scene of the collision is irrefutable evidence.
In other words, when I was knocked away, she was watching from the sidelines, and was not responsible for guarding here seriously and completing the task assigned to her by Akara.
Humph, what a perfect inference. The Death God student is not in vain. I feel that I have completely surpassed the idiot Iǎ Goro now.
"Well, really? This is indeed a flaw."
After hearing what I said, the old drunkard frowned, as if the candy he had just stuffed into his mouth was no longer sweet.
Gamu~~quagga~~~”
Be sensible and return these candies and cookies to me, and I might even consider putting in a good word for you in front of Akara.
"Really...really okay? As long as I return these to you, I won't complain to Akala?" As if seeing a glimmer of light in the darkness, the old drunkard raised his head, his eyes full of excitement and hope.
"Mum~~~~~"
You can think so.
Yes, I won't complain to Akara, just tell Kane.
"Okay, then I'll give it all back to you." The old drunkard breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps forward, and handed over the half-left sugar cake in his arms.
"Gah~~~~mu~~~~~"
That's right. As the saying goes, if you confess, you will be lenient and go to jail; if you resist, you will be punished and go home to celebrate the New Year.
Faced with the rare complete victory of the old drunkard, I couldn't help but feel a little proud. I stretched out my two bear paws and wanted to take the spoils... No, it was to recover the spoils.
Huh?
Can anyone tell me why my body seems to be rotating with my toes as the origin?
Looking at the ground that kept magnifying in my eyes, I felt sleepy.
With a pop, in the sluggishness, the body was in a large shape, and it came into full contact with the ground in a very tragic and tragic manner. The bulky body fell to the ground, raising a large amount of dust, and then there was a familiar scene - a long The spear was held behind my back, and the tip of the spear was stabbed back and forth on my head.
"Are you a fool? You really believe that I will pay it back."
The old drunkard squatting aside, as if stirring the raw eggs on the plate with chopsticks, quickly drilled into my head with the spear in his hand.
But... damn, isn't this guy really afraid that Akala will get angry and let her spend her God's birthday in a cage?
"I know what you are thinking, but hey, do you really think that with your IQ, you can catch me, Lord Kasha?"
Snorting proudly, the old drunkard continued.
"Don't forget, Amazon has a trick called the God of War."
I:"……"
"That is to say, although I am not here, the female Martial God is here. I think Akara will not doubt whether my female Martial God is strong enough to suppress such a teleportation site."
"Gamu Gamu"
Pulling out the gun tip from my head, I jumped up, pointed at the old drunkard and yelled.
Lie, you, if you can, call out your female martial arts god
"This is not possible. I am performing an important mission. In order to implement Master Akara's instructions, I came up with such a tactic of overt and covert. I left just now on purpose. I wanted to lure the snake out to see if there was any hidden danger. Molecule, take advantage of my absence to do dangerous things."
The old drunkard said this with a righteous look.
"Even you, without Lord Akara's authorization, would never interfere with my perfect tactics and expose my perfect hidden valkyrie to the enemy's sight."
I dare to swear that even if she told such shameless lies, this old woman's heartbeat would not beat more than before.
But speaking of it, if she hadn't mentioned it, I would have actually forgotten that this guy is an Amazon and has such a powerful skill as the Martial God.
I don’t know about Carlos, Seatik, and Sister Sharna, but I have never seen the old drunkard’s female Valkyrie look like from beginning to end. I don’t know what she looks like. She was improved and perfected by a monster like her. What kind of monster exists.
It is said that the Amazon's female Martial God has at least 30% of the strength of the original body. In other words, even if the strength is adjusted to the lowest, the old drunkard who has never summoned the female Martial God in the battle practice with us, and assuming that she herself has used all her strength to He went there and used all his strength, but in fact, he still had a few percent remaining.
A matter of fact, a hypothesis, the hidden strength of the old drunkard makes people call him abnormal.
No, no, no, actually there is a bold possibility
Could it be that this old drunkard who has been getting along with us is actually the goddess of war, and her true body is doing some evil things in an unknown place? It is said that most of the goddesses of war summoned by Amazon will be infected with herself. Some characters are equivalent to existence like clones.
How is it possible, hahahaha~~~~~, no matter what, this assumption is too ridiculous. The old drunkard who has been making trouble with us and is rated as the number one pest in the camp is actually just a female of the main body. Martial God, this kind of thing is simply unimaginable.
Because this strange thought suddenly appeared in my heart, the strong impact caused by it made my brain become dizzy. I temporarily put aside the previous things, turned around with shaky steps, and planned to leave. Find a place to bury that ridiculous idea forever.
"What, are you leaving? Look at you looking so pitiful, come on, don't say I'm bullying you, just take this biscuit."
The old drunkard, whose mouth was stuffed with difficulty with biscuits, puffed out his cheeks like a toad, and shouted indistinctly.
"Gamu Ga"
Keep it for yourself, or you'd better choke to death on the biscuits. Then there will be another happy event for the whole world to celebrate on God's birthday.
I turned around fiercely and glared at this guy.
She has a bad personality, is despicable, shameless, drunk, lazy, and talks nonsense like a pig. How can she be the goddess of war? If this were the case, Avina would jump out of the coffin and strangle her alive if she knew better. This old woman has disgraced her entire Amazon career.
With a bad mood, I staggered all the way to the Adventurer's Paradise. I probably looked listless, so even though I was watched by many adventurers - especially adventurers, I didn't look like I was there. Like at noon, groups of people gathered around me and
This is fine, although adventurers who have gone through the process of repairing their bodies according to the rules when changing professions, even if they are not beautiful, can at least be said to have a delicate face and an absolutely slender body, either slender and exquisite or plump and hot, there are not many ugly ones. .
But...being beautiful doesn't mean you can have sex with me.
Oh, by the way, those judgments just now exclude barbarians. After all, there are serious differences in body shape and aesthetics between the two, and Qiaxi is an alternative among barbarians. In everyone's eyes, Qiaxi should be the most beautiful girl among the barbarians, but in the eyes of the barbarians, Qiaxi, who has soft and streamlined muscles, no high bulges, and strong lines with clear water chestnuts, her appearance is just that of a village girl. Only her father, the barbarian blacksmith Rasuk, who was half a womanizer, could praise his daughter's beauty to the heavens.
As for why I want to talk about the barbarians, it's because the next person to patrol is Seattle.
This guy's definition of beauty is slightly different. It doesn't matter whether she has strong muscles or is pretty and delicate. As long as she can make wine, she is beautiful to him.
I think that instead of treating this concept as his alternative definition of beauty, it is better to simply say that he is an alcoholic and has never thought about women. This is more appropriate. If his head is cut open, the inside is poured out. Most of the things are probably filled with the words "wine" and "fight".
In order to avoid being noticed by the Fallen Alliance, I also chose to sit in the corner of the square. Like a frustrated boxer in the ring, I sat with my head bowed under a dim light. I looked around from the corner of my eye from time to time, searching for any trace of Seattle. .
Well, not to mention traces, not even a ghost was seen. Sure enough, he was just like an old drunkard, running away to be lazy?
Fortunately among misfortunes, the sub-teleport station here is also in order...
No, rather than being orderly, it is better to say that these people...were afraid of something, as if there was an evil dragon peeping around them in the dark. Not long after they came out of the teleportation array, they shrank their necks, as if they had their tails between their legs. Like a dog, he left this place of right and wrong.
Following the gazes of these people, I was immediately speechless.
In the most conspicuous place directly opposite the square, a "clothes-drying pole" was erected using spears and belts as materials. However, what was hanging on this clothes-drying pole was not clothes, but fully armed. An adventurer who fainted with stars in his eyes.
Looking at the equipment levels of these adventurers, it can be easily guessed that these adventurers who are more or less wearing equipment that can only be dropped in the Harrogas area are definitely Harrogath level adventurers.
what does that mean? This means that this time, the strongest level of adventurers who came from various areas of the first world were easily knocked down and hung up like clothes. This was a big shame.
Seeing such a scene, how could the other adventurers not be frightened, fearing that they too would be caught on top? That would be an embarrassing thing that would keep them from doing anything for half a year.
Needless to say, this is definitely a good thing for Seattle Lakers to do.
Although I am not opposed to this method of killing chickens to scare monkeys, if possible, it is better to use gentler methods. Just show your fists a little and let these adventurers know the truth of being a human being with their tail between their legs. They are not that kind. A fool who insists on hitting the muzzle of a gun.
Just as he was nagging that Seattle Lake was too violent, there was a movement behind him. When he looked back, no, the big guy came over from a distance, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a fragrant marinade dripping with juice in the other. Show off your appetite
"Hey, Junior Brother Wu, why did you run out like this like a bear?"
Even if he was hiding in a corner, the Hell Fighting Bear's appearance was too conspicuous, and he couldn't hide it from Seike's eyes. From far away, he shouted hello in a loud voice.
I:"……"
I'm so sorry for being such a bear.
Perform secret missions.
I held up a sign, and experiments proved that this big guy only learned a lot about drinking from the old drunkard, but he completely failed to inherit the ability to understand bears.
"Secret mission? Are you being ordered by Akela to do hard work again, hahaha~~~~~"
Seattle Ke is outspoken and straightforward, and every sentence goes straight to the essence, making people feel itchy with hatred but unable to vent it out.
Didn't Akara ask you to take good care of this place? Why did you leave without permission?
In a bad mood, I questioned him unceremoniously.
"That's what I say, but it's too boring. Can you ask Akara to change me to a more interesting job?"
After swallowing a sip of wine, Seattle grimaced.
How about challenging the Three Demon Gods? This mission is exciting enough. If you really want to go, I can convince Akara to give you permission to use the World Stone Teleportation Formation.
"No matter how you say it, this is a bit too stinging. It will sting even a few lives."
Seeing the [Interesting] mission written on my sign, Seattle's brows furrowed even deeper, and then suddenly he smiled as if he had thought of something good.
"Not to mention this, have you seen my masterpiece? These little things haven't even grown yet, and they want to show off their power in front of me, Grandpa Tu."
I'd rather not have seen it.
"It's just that there's no one who can fight. It's so boring."
As he said this, the wild bull began to sigh again, as if he was a motivated young man assigned to the position of cleaner.
Although I really want to say to Seattle Ke, work hard and stop being lazy, otherwise Akara will not be able to spare you.
However, I was afraid that this guy would be told something like this, which really motivated me, and the racks in the square were filled with [clothes drying poles]. After thinking about it, I had no choice but to give up. I just reminded him not to go too far, and then patted his butt. Leave.
Next, only the last station on the Mage Guild side is left.
Looking at the setting sun, I nodded with satisfaction.
After patrolling the Mages Guild, you can go home and rest for a while. The time is just right.
Perhaps in the near future, we will add a new title of "Time Emperor".
"Mr. Ragdoll Bear, let's play together."
Unexpectedly, just as the happy atmosphere emerged, the eager eyes around him began to become active. I don’t know which naughty kid was the first to shout.
I quickly ran away.
In the jungle on the side in front of the Mages Guild, I wore a camouflage made of dead branches on my head. I quietly hid my body in the bushes, leaving only a pair of black eyes to peek at everything outside.
This disguise was so perfect. In this way, I completely integrated into nature and turned into a real big brown bear hiding in the woods waiting for opportunities to attack passers-by. No one would use a puppet anymore. The name Xiong often makes me feel lost.
"That...sir?"
Not far behind her, Willas, who was returning from the market late at night with a basket full of ingredients, made a crisp and sweet sound along with the iconic iǎ ornaments on her front. She tilted her head cutely and looked at the big things in front of her. A stuffed bear came out of the bushes with its butt raised high, but it seemed that he still thought he was hiding well, and looked like a somewhat proud husband.
Could it be that...
The lightbulb in Willas's heart flickered on and off.
It must be true that the adults are hiding here and transforming into this appearance. They are playing hide and seek with those children, but does it not matter that Mr. Akara's mission to stimulate the world is okay? I didn’t expect that an adult would put down important tasks and play with a little child. He likes the little child so much...
My child, if I can help adults...
Thinking of this, Willas' pretty face gradually turned red.
Regarding the issue of the Q group, iǎqi will post a separate chapter to explain it to everyone. Whether you are in the Q group or for children who have not joined the Q group, take a look. A
