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Today¡¯s royal city is not as lively and prosperous as before.
Most people are staying at home, whether they are ordinary citizens or small traders.
The roar of the dragon outside the city in the early hours of last night filled their hearts with fear, which has not been completely relieved until now.
Although the little dragon girl Margaret is still young, she is just a girl dragon at best, and her dragon power is not obvious, but that is only compared to professionals.
For most ordinary people, the roar of the little dragon girl during the battle has a penetrating power that penetrates directly into the soul, making them afraid to sleep all night, and hugging their loved ones, hiding in bed and shivering.
Even after several hours, it was not completely relieved.
The only people who can fight against the pure dragon power are powerful professionals and trained and extremely numerous elite soldiers.
After all, there are many people who are brave.
In a small forest about one kilometer outside the city, a three-story square building made of gray rock suddenly appeared.
The area is not very large, only about a hundred square meters, but in the wilderness, it is already an extremely comfortable thing to have a house to stay.
Besides, there are chairs, tables, and even food and fruit wine in this small building.
The environment can be said to be extremely superior.
Brazil sighed: "Damn, why can't we hunters learn this kind of magic? We run in the forest every day, not to mention snakes, insects, mosquitoes, ants, beasts and evil birds. We are most afraid of rainy days or foggy days. Even fire is difficult If you are lucky, you may find a tree hole or a cave to take shelter. If you are not lucky, you will have to fight hard and get soaked all over. It will be extremely uncomfortable if you know how to build a building out of thin air. "
"I heard that there is an advanced profession for hunters called stalkers. It seems that they can use all magic up to the third level. Turning mud into stone is a second-level magic, so you should be able to learn it."
It was Andonara who spoke, and she smiled sweetly.
But the atmosphere in this place is a bit awkward.
She sat next to Roland, almost touching him.
F6 everyone looked at her expression, they were a little weird.
Brazil, who just spoke, didn¡¯t know how to answer the question.
Before, everyone in F6 regarded her as a mission NPC, but now the queen has suddenly changed and has become Roland¡¯s ¡®person¡¯.
This is a bit embarrassing, the identity does not change so quickly.
No matter what Roland thinks, at least everyone in f6 sees it this way.
Just like Little Dragon Girl Although everyone thinks she is Shuke's 'friend', most of the time, people in f6 will not chat with her casually.
Besides, Xiao Longnu also sat in the corner very coldly and did not talk to anyone, so everyone in f6 did not feel embarrassed.
In comparison, Andonara seems too familiar.
Shu Ke and others looked at Roland.
And Roland also felt that something was wrong. He thought about it and said to his gay friends: "It's okay, just treat her as one of our friends."
As soon as these words came out, the tone was set.
In the eyes of everyone at f6, so-called friends are essentially ¡®acquaintances¡¯ brought over by gay friends to develop social connections.
Then they knew how to control the distance when talking to Queen Andonara.
The atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed.
Hussere said: "Then let's talk about the Magic Association. According to the news received by our Thieves Guild, it has been confirmed that Lurk is preparing to publish his own derivative new magic, and Lurk is Doyle. Dun¡¯s son.¡±
Roland¡¯s expression was a little cold and his brows were deeply furrowed.
Andonara was watching from the side, subconsciously wanting to help him smooth out his brow, but seeing so many people around, she gave up the idea.
Everyone was waiting for Roland to speak.
They all know that the most important thing in this matter is Roland's attitude.
After being silent for a while, Roland said: "Let's use the assassination method. Magic will always be in the royal city, or in the busy city. The magicians will definitely use large-scale magic. Once there is a head-on fight, we don't know how many civilians will be accidentally killed."
Roland really wanted to fight head-on, so that he could alleviate the hatred in his heart.
But if you do it that way, you will indeed accidentally injure other civilians. This is something that you have to consider.
"But the problem is, Dalton doesn't like to go out very much." Hussere threw the parchment of Dalton's information on the table: "He is a family member."Once again.
After finishing speaking, the magic apprentice directly put the mercenary to sleep.
Then he immediately came to report to Dalton.
After listening, Dalton smiled and said: "Fake, mercenaries always exaggerate ten times. Even if there is magic equipment, it should be a very ordinary gadget."
The magic apprentice looked a little disappointed on his ordinary face, said oh, and walked out.
Dalton didn¡¯t take it to heart.
But the magic apprentice was different. He felt that his mercenary friend would not lie to him.
How can a drunk person lie?
He felt that he should find more powerful evidence. Once this was done, his status in the heart of the president would definitely be improved again.
The magic apprentice found the mercenary again.
At this time, the mercenary just got up from the wine table, but he was still drunk.
He has been sleeping here for four hours.
?Then the magic apprentice immediately handed the wine to the mercenary: "Drink, keep drinking, you will not come back until you are drunk, don't say you are too drunk to drink anymore."
"I'm not drunk." The mercenary shouted drunkenly. In the mercenary world, being drunk is a very shameful thing, not a man. He shouted: "Come again."
The magic apprentice asked the tavern owner to serve the strongest fruit wine.
After half an hour of drinking, the mercenary¡¯s face turned as red as a cooked crab, his eyes were dim, and he was about to fall asleep.
When the magic apprentice saw that it was almost done, he asked with a stern look on his face, "Brother, do you have any way to prove that you have really discovered something powerful? It can't be fake, can it?"
"Talent, there is no fakeness"
The mercenary dug in his arms, because he was very drunk and his hands were not good. It took him a long time to pull out a piece of parchment, and then it fell to the ground.
He wanted to bend down and pick it up, but as soon as he lowered his head, he rolled under the table and fell asleep.
The magic apprentice picked up the parchment.
The parchment looked quite old, brittle and yellow, and felt like it would break if applied force. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com