I contemplate the joy of a warlock, you can't even imagine
In the dimly lit tavern, the whispers of adventurers were heard. Adventurer: "No inner ghost, some warlock jokes." "Drinker:" Warriors, priests, mages, and warlocks team up to adventure. In the end, warriors win immortal glory with their bravery, priests win the favor of the gods with piety, and mages win forbidden knowledge with wisdom. Chen Zhou: "What about the warlock?" Drinker: "The Warlock won the ...... of the proprietress before he even left the tavern" Before he could finish speaking, the drinker was knocked unconscious by the wooden wine glass.
I saw that the tiger man adventurer who looked like a humanoid Northeast Golden Gradient retorted strongly with a fury: "Pure slander! You can't imagine the joy of a warlock! "Soul through the fantasy steampunk world, holding a notebook that shows its own information.
Obviously a subspecies of tigermen among the orcs who are known for their bravery, they awakened the origin of the spell in the soul-shaking aurora, and thus became a glorious gifted warlock.
In the face of the various prejudices of the other Nine Ring casters against the warlock, Chen Zhou said that as long as you are willing to put it, you can't imagine the happiness of the warlock!