Chapter 313 Merlin’s true identity (2)

Style: Fantasy Author: black sheep 44Words: 1264Update Time: 24/01/13 04:17:16
The second space - Vaishya space, is the underground space closest to the surface.

Caravans in the city whizzed past along the established route in the middle of the road, and the bustling crowds pushed each other in the limited pedestrian space. Along both sides of the underground road, various shouts were heard from time to time in the uneven low-rise bungalows. The sound is like a buzzing fly in the gutter calling for food from its companions, or like a damp firewood trying to drive away the coldness and depression in winter.

Suddenly, a sharp exclamation came from a certain low-rise bungalow, like thunder on a sunny day. The ghost lady who was floating on the roadside was frightened to jump up, and the skeletal undead with fragile bones dropped his head in fright. The old zombie, who was so frightened that his legs and legs were handicapped, stepped on the skull's head, kicked the head away and knocked himself down at the same time.

"What! You want me to work under you?"

Out of surprise, Merlin's distinctive voice suddenly rose five or six tones, almost comparable to the voice of a dolphin.

"Don't get excited, I just want you to join my mercenary group as a non-combatant. You will be responsible for treating the wounded, preparing potions and other tasks on weekdays!"

When George came to Merlin's side, he didn't just want to exchange a few words or replenish some potions. He was interested in Merlin's high-concentration potions, so he naturally hoped to lure Merlin into his mercenary group.

However, Merlin was unexpectedly very resistant to this proposal, which gave George a headache.

"Isn't that what I mean by working under you? In terms of working, it is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life. I don't know how to fight, so I just sell some potions to maintain my life like this. "

"Are you mistaken? Would you rather huddle in this cold and damp basement than go out with me to see the outside world?" George still refused to give up.

"Are you mistaken? I am not alive like you! I am a zombie and an undead! Being underground feels like going home. It feels much better underground than outside! You don't know, The neighbors here are all talented and well-spoken. I like it here very much!"

Seeing that Merlin looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, George knew that he could only come up with his trump card!

"Do you know Arthur Pandagon, the supreme commander of the Crusaders?"

When George read out his father-in-law's name, the air in the entire space froze instantly!

It was like being in the darkest corner of the universe, with no light or air. The feeling of absolute zero made the hair all over George's body covered with frost. The zero-pressure environment made George completely unable to breathe for a moment and almost suffocated. !

This feeling came and went quickly. When George came back to his senses, it seemed as if nothing had happened. But George knew that this was not an illusion, but a domain power condensed from murderous aura!

"Oh, did you accidentally expose it? Really, after becoming a zombie, why can't I control my power?" At this time, Merlin returned to his previous playful smile, looking around and whistling, thinking He had to make a fool of himself to get through, but after feeling the murderous aura just now, George had become a frightened bird and would not accept his tricks at all.

"Domain power is an ability that only the top masters in the mainland can display. Who are you!"

George instinctively touched his waist, trying to pull out his dagger, but found it empty. Only then did he remember that his vampire kiss had been broken into two pieces. After the battle, he handed it to Lu The Xifa family members went back to break the sword and recast it, so he had to use the fire element in his body to transform into a short sword.

"Wait a minute, my friend, don't get excited. We have something to talk about. You put away your spells first. The medicines here are very precious, flammable and explosive, especially not in contact with open flames. Either you answer me first , what is your relationship with little Arthur?"

Compared to the threat of George's spell to him, the black merchant Merlin in front of him seemed to care more about his newly opened treasure store.

Um? Little Arthur?