Falaise looked away from the noisy square, took the handkerchief handed to him by the dwarf, and wiped the butter off his beard. He said with a bit of worry: "It is unrealistic to expect an 'alliance' between the Holy Chosen Ones. They like to entertain themselves. You know, we actually despise each other."
Ender looked at the dwarf's pointed beard and trembled. It had to be said that everyone in the Copper Bay family had beautiful pointed beards. This nominal mentor of Fang Plover smiled and did not answer, and only said: "But the royal family's taxes are too much this year, and the allocation from the Craftsmen's Federation has not arrived. It is already difficult for the alliance to just maintain operations——"
"We are not talking about taxes," Falaise said a little angrily: "Old man, are you willing to see the Guta people riding on top of our heads? This is not just a problem for you humans, whether you are a dwarf or a dwarf, you are I will not accept such humiliation."
"That's the problem with taxes."
Falaise stared at him.
Ender was unmoved and said without changing his expression: "The Dwarfs have a proverb, 'If you want a dog to be loyal, you have to give it benefits.' Now for the Southern Alchemist Alliance, it's not just a lack of benefits. The royal family. If you want to be embarrassed, what does that have to do with us?”
"But you know that the prime minister will not compromise at this point in time."
"Coincidentally, neither does the Southern Alchemist Alliance." Ender smiled playfully: "It seems that at least on this point, we have reached a consensus."
Falaise was so angry that he jumped from his chair.
Ender looked at his appearance and then replied: "Take a step back, old man, I am not the president of the alliance now. Old Copper Nose is, he has steel eyebrows, you know the temper of dwarves, guess what he is Will it give our young King a good look? Unless——"
"unless?"
Falaise raised his head. His eyes were injured in an experiment, and he looked at each other with two eyes, one big and one small.
"Sonan (Bronze Nose)'s brother and the Bishop of Cloudport are here. They were witnesses of the Fenris incident. They were hidden by Toragothos and have been looking for the alchemist at that time. You know, Steel Eyebrows are both It's because of old friendship," Ander replied: "You help them, and they will help you."
Falaise sighed: "It's not that easy."
"You can go find out what they have to say."
Falaise shook his head before sitting back on the chair. Ender looked at him and said: "Then you can only hope to find some good seeds here. Do you plan to look at the results of the competition first, or as usual, first look at the non-scoring contestants?"
Falaise made no reply.
Ender asked again: "Have you heard about the opening of the Hall of Thousand Doors?"
"Is this happening?" Falaise then turned around: "Why are the craftsmen never notified?"
Ender shook his head: "I'm not sure, it's just a rumor, but I heard that Nervad's master left the goblin residence. He rarely leaves in recent years, right? Do you still remember that prophecy?"
Falaise was moved in his heart. However, the Yunlong from the Holy Gong Peak left his territory, not necessarily because of the Thousand Doors Hall. He planned to find time to find someone to ask about this matter, just in case it was as predicted, and the other party chose his own. Are you a student?
Could it be a native of Cowling-Ithurion?
While the two were talking, the door to the hall opened. Ender raised his head and saw a dwarf, a group of humans and a fat lizard entering the sixth floor of Elfendor. The dwarf had a frost-colored eyebrow. It was Karin Steelbrow, Coppernose’s brother.
The human at the front is an old bishop, wearing a light yellow robe that symbolizes the sun. The fat lizard man behind him is a priest from the Tada Lizard Tribe of Ka-Cuilan. .
"That's it," Ender lowered his voice, "It's those Fenrisians."
Falaise glanced at these people and knew why they came to this place. They were originally looking for traces of Toragotos on the west side of the long lake, and heard that the evil dragon went in the direction of Istania. But like him, someone gave these people the message.
Ender looked curious and asked: "Then again, do you know why they have been running around? Didn't the Fenris incident subside?"
"Toragototh has shaken the foundation of Fenris Island. Tirion (Bishop of Cloudport) hopes to find the Star Guardian in the prophecy," Falais replied: "The Saurus people believe that only in this way can we To prevent the disaster of Issoline from happening again.”
Ender was still a little surprised: "He is also a believer in Ori, how could he listen to the lizard man?"
"Maybe Ka Cuilan is also the queen of the sun gods, so there is no distinction between them." Falaise said with sarcasm. He is a believer in Pavivala (the god of craftsmen, art and freedom, the protector of halflings), and is not interested in the followers of Orli.
When Ender heard this, he didn't comment on his old friend's offense to the gods, and only glanced at the fat lizard man in surprise.
The other party felt his gaze and turned back. Only a pair of small eyes shone in the prismatic black eye sockets. When the lizard priest turned his head, the fat was piled up on his chin, layer upon layer, and his neck was almost invisible, which made people feel a little funny.
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Qin Yu put down the carving knife in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, carefully checked his work again, then raised his head and handed it to the staff on the side - in fact, this is what many big guilds are unwilling to do. Reasons for sending top craftsmen to participate in this competition:
In some basic projects, not using the system is quite disadvantageous for the selector. The cost of cultivating a talented rookie is often sky-high, and all of this is for commercial interests. Of course, the big guilds are not willing to let their star players serve as wedding dresses for others for no reason.
But these second-line personnel are different.
This is, after all, an Aboriginal-dominated competition, so the Chosen contestants here have nothing to complain about.
Fortunately, everyone has experienced the apprenticeship period and is always good at carving formations. The staff member was a middle-aged man with an expressionless face. He only took the red gold plate, turned around without saying a word, put it in a box, sealed it, and wrote the completion time on the box.
There is a number on each box, and each number corresponds to the name of the player, but the roster is kept by a dedicated person, so when the box is handed over for review, the assessor does not actually know who created the work in each box. . This will also be more conducive to preventing the examiner from showing favoritism.
Qin Yu looked at his box silently. This was not the first time she had participated in this competition, and she knew in her heart that the best results from these boxes would be selected and presented to the examiners of the Craftsmen Association. And those people are the ones who truly control the fate of these second-tier players.
Once the chief examiner takes the fancy and is selected into the main competition team of the Continental League, and then makes a small appearance in the Continental League, their lives in the guild will be much easier in the future.
The geniuses of the Grand Guild are competing for the chance to go to the second world.
For second-line personnel like them, this is their main battlefield. It is important to advance to the next round, but it is more important to get a good score and get into the examiner's eyes. It's a pity that Qin Yu knows that she is not the leader of the team, and her results will probably not be the first.
While thinking about these things, she put away her tools and was about to leave, when she suddenly thought of the young man Ragnarok - it must be his first time to participate in this competition? Will he come to this place with the same mood as he did before?
But Ragnarok’s leader is MTT, so it should be difficult for the opponent to get ahead.
Only then did Qin Yu remember the team leader's instructions, raised his head and looked in that direction, and happened to see Fang Plover coming down from his playing field, and smiled politely at her. She couldn't help but be startled, thinking that this boy was quite cute, even though he was a rival.
But when Fang Yu walked away, Qin Yu was stunned for a moment:
Wait a minute, why did he leave earlier than me?
Could it be that she didn't read the competition rules carefully? The craftsman system can actually be used in this year's competition?
The first round ended quickly.
Cui Yu, Hickpea and the finale, Mulan, came on stage one by one. Cui Yu was responsible for the multiple formations, while Hickpea designed the connections between the alchemy formations. Finally, Mulan unified the three people's works into one The finished product, the first round of the competition came to an end.
Everyone basically performed normally, and among them, Chickpea even exploded into the next category, forming a high-quality alchemy formation with 97% accuracy. Basically, with this result, they are almost certain to enter the second round. Therefore, everyone felt a little relaxed when they came down. Chungpea even made a bet with Fang Plover that this time he would have the highest score.
However, the results came soon, and Fang Yu still had the highest score, which was not included in the total score. Let Chickpea take a breath of air as he looked at this monster. He couldn't get first place even though he formed a formation with 97% accuracy. How high is this person's score?
Is it a perfect score?
Chickpea couldn't help but pull Fang Plover, and asked incredulously: "Wait a minute, Ed, aren't you also performing beyond your level?"
Fang Yu only smiled and nodded.
Of course he wouldn't say that not only did he not perform beyond his level, he didn't even show 70% of his strength. Of course, he won't go all out to participate in the competition, as long as he can ensure that he can enter the non-pointed score. If the score is too high, he does not plan to go to Oshu to participate in the main competition.
At the moment it's just to repay Odin a favor.
Fang Yu's results did not disappoint anyone. Now Cui Yu couldn't say anything more and even congratulated him lightly. After all, we are all on the same team. If the Ragnarok team can enter the finals, it will be beneficial to everyone.
"We have great hopes this year." When the players came down, Soulprint also came up to encourage them: "Everyone, keep up the good work."
Having said that, she glanced at Fang Plover with some surprise. His performance in the competition was higher than she had expected. It's a pity that there are no two square plovers in the team, otherwise she thinks that this year's champion will be a sure winner.
How many years has it been since Ragnarok got good results in the Alchemist competition?
However, Fang Yu seemed a little happy, not because of his grades. But as soon as he came down, he saw Tianlan and the others - mainly Sylvide, of course. When he saw the aristocratic girl, he was stunned for a moment - Sylvester was carrying a suitcase in both hands, wearing a slender black gauze dress and a sun hat, with slender shoulders and skin like snow.
She looked slightly reserved, smiled under the sun, and had a girlish aura that overshadowed all the surrounding scenery.
Hummus, Cui Yu, and even Mulan were all stunned, thinking they saw an elf girl coming out of a painting somewhere.
They saw Sylvide's smiling eyes falling on someone in their team, and they didn't know what was going on. Mulan couldn't help but push Fang Plover and asked: "Aboriginal people? God, where did you find such a little fairy!?"
She paused for a moment: "Wait a minute, she's not really here to find you, is she?"
Fang Yu scratched his head, that one seemed to be true.
But Mulan pulled him and couldn't help lowering her voice: "What's going on with that little princess of Silver Veslan? Ed, you, you actually have two boats!?"
After hearing this, Cui Yu and Chickpea looked at Fang Pulver with some admiration, feeling envy and jealousy in their hearts for a moment.
Only Fang Yu was speechless: "Miss Mulan, what are you thinking about? Don't tell me anymore. Miss Sophie and I are just friends."
Mu Lan looked at him with disdain, her expression was obviously - do you think I would believe it?
At this time, Sylvide had already come closer, and Fang Plover no longer cared about explaining to these people, so he couldn't help but ask the other person: "Why did you dye your hair again?"
"It's not dyed, it's just magic," Sylvide smiled and lifted a strand of silver hair: "There are quite a few people here who know me."
Only then did Fang Plover understand.
But Sylvide leaned over, stood on tiptoes, and breathed out softly, biting his ear: "But I can also learn to howl like a wolf, wuwuwu——"
Fang Yu felt that his heartbeat was about to stop.
Mu Lan looked at these two people with her mouth wide open.
Sylvide narrowed her eyes and smiled, then changed her words: "I'm not joking with you. We originally planned to come over to watch your game tomorrow, but someone happened to be looking for you and she couldn't contact you, so we asked us to make a special trip Come here and deliver a message."
To participate in the competition, you need to turn off the communication crystal, so it's no wonder that the other party can't be contacted. But who could it be? Fang Yu took out the crystal and asked, "Who is looking for me?"
In my impression, there are only a few people who know his communication number and Tianlan and others.
Sure enough, Sylvide then said: "It's Miss Scarpet."
"Miss Scape?" Fang Yu was stunned. He had sent a message to Scape before, but there was no word from him. He heard that there was a small problem at Stargate Port, and he had been worried about things there, but he did not expect that the other party would reply to the letter at this time.
Thinking of this, he pressed the communication crystal with his hand and injected etheric magic power to activate it.
The crystal shone slightly.
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At the same moment, among the crowd, Dickert was looking at the pocket watch in his hand, then raised his head and said to the two girls behind him: "It should be over here, but we arrived a little late, and the first game has already ended. I guess my kid should be able to enter the second round, do you want to...?"
He suddenly stopped talking and his eyes lit up: "I saw him, he is over there."
But he didn't finish his sentence.
Ai Xiaoxiao behind him suddenly shouted: "Ah!"
The girl almost took a step back, with surprise and excitement in her voice. She grabbed her friend's sleeve and said forcefully: "Tangtang, look!"
Tang Xin was slightly startled. Her eyes were wandering among the crowd, and she turned around when she heard Ai Xiaoxiao's words. But before he could react, he subconsciously replied: "What's wrong with you, crazy girl——"
But she stopped. Ai Xiaoxiao was still shaking herself vigorously, repeating meaninglessly: "I found him, I found him! It's the alchemist, do you remember?" But of course Tang Xin remembered that he had lived together for more than ten years. Big fool.
Can she not remember?
It’s just that her eyes were falling between the hands of Fang Plover and Sylvester. The noble girl’s slender fingers were intertwined with the big fool’s hand, and they were holding each other together, but neither of them paid attention here. Bian——Fang Plover was lowering his head in her slightly narrowed eyes, seeming to be looking at something.
When Tang Xin saw this scene, an unknown fire burst out in her heart.
She gritted her teeth and said nothing.
And for some reason, I still felt a little sad in my heart.
Ai Xiaoxiao next to him was completely ignorant of his friend's thoughts and was so excited that he jumped up to three feet high: "Quick, let's go over and ask him to sign an autograph!"
But Tang Xin pulled her back. "You're stupid," she said with rare anger: "There are contestants over there, how can you get by?"
Ai Xiaoxiao was stunned and thought so. Only then did she look at Dict, thinking that since he was an aborigine, what should he do? Then she asked: "Mr. Dickert, I know one of the players. I have been looking for him for a long time. Can you take us over to meet him?"
Only then did Dickert look away.
He didn't realize that the person they recognized was none other than Fang Plover. He thought for a moment before nodding: "Maybe we can go and take a look behind the court. There is still time before the start of the second round, and the players should go there to take a rest."
After hearing this, Tang Xin calmed down a little. She only glanced at Fang Yu on the stage and lightly clenched her fist.
The man above the stage sneezed heavily.
He also looked around a little strangely, and at the same time, while signaling to Sylvide that he was okay, he looked at the message on the communication crystal. And Miss Scarpe's reply over there was very concise, just one sentence - Ed, reply after seeing this message.
Fang Yu then typed on the crystal: "I'm here, Miss Scarpet."
After a while, the crystal lit up again, revealing Scarpe's serious look: "Ed, something happened before, so I haven't contacted you. There is something here that I have always wanted to inform you, but no chance."
Fang Yu was startled for a moment, then asked: "Miss Scarpe, are you okay over there?"
Scarpe shook her head: "It's nothing serious. I was just worried that someone was investigating Dawn Star, so I didn't contact you."
Fang Yu felt relieved and asked, "What's going on over there."
Scarpe thought for a moment before replying: "I'm not sure whether this is good or bad for you..."
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then asked a little confused: "What happened, Miss Scarpet?"
"That's right," Scarpet looked at him with a strange look on her face: "I'm in Stargate Port, you should remember, right? But I seemed to have met your cousin not long ago -"
"ah!?"
Fang Plover was stunned immediately.
"...Her name is Tang Xin," Scarpe replied, "That's her name, I remember mentioning it to you." As she said that, she took out something: "I secretly took a photo at that time. , look to see if it’s her?”
Fang Yu's eyes turned dark when he saw one of the two girls in the photo.
As for the other person, he actually knew him. He was Tang Xin's deskmate, and he seemed to be named Ai Xiaoxiao. Isn't that who his cousin is?
He had some uneasy premonition in his heart and couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice: "Miss S-Scape, when did you meet her?"
"About a few months ago?"
About, a few months ago?
Fang Yu suddenly felt a chill in his back.
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