Since the first opening up, the Outlanders have changed so many aspects of the world, such as food. Before the first open era, food only existed in the mouths of sailors who had gone to the troubled continent in the south, and the catering industry in the Ayarok continent could be described as a dark cuisine, and all kinds of raw food and medium-cooked food were even more popular, and players in the beta period said that in the first year, the days were simply impossible, and every meal was a silent test, at that time, players and nobles could break out large-scale fights for who owned a wild goat, and the little nobles who were destroyed and the players who were hung with street lamps emerged in endlesslyThe players' dedication to defending food is a big headache for the noble aborigines - no matter what ownership the foreigners have, for them, the creatures in the wild are ownerless, and you say that the honeycomb is the noble? Okay, let him prove it with his life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the end, the beta players exchanged their lives for the nobles who had to ignore the 'hunting' behavior of the outsiders - they can't fight, the outsiders are completely unreasonable in this regard, in that era, the most popular after-dinner activity is to eat and wipe the foreigners in the face of the report to come to the crusade of the nobles to launch a pig attack, life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you can do it, this character hung up the street lamp Lao Tzu turned around and was a good man.

However, it is precisely because of the first open era, the outsiders came to this world, and the culinary masters among them changed the recipes of this world with their own efforts, and in the fifth open era, after the improvement of the outsiders in the first four open eras, the food in this era is now very close to the world of the outsiders (that is, the players), so, walking into the hall, the first thing Marceau saw was the roasted whole lamb - In the desert region of Sha'an, sheep can be said to be very expensive, of course, the city is close to the south of Ashupi, the price of sheep is acceptable, and in the central province of Sha'an, this kind of roasted whole sheep can be called 'precious'.

After all, forage is the most scarce thing in desert areas for sheep farming.

Compared with the banquet where fresh meat is popular in the north, the south is more about providing food that is relatively precious to them, so Marceau saw all kinds of fruits, as I said before, Sha'an is a desert kingdom, fruit can be called a 'luxury', Babarim can be said to be like a mouse that has fallen into a rice bowl, this rabbit girl is grabbing the heavenly fruit at this moment and gnawing very happily - this is a special product of Sha'an, because of the lack of water, this ' The fruit doesn't have much water, so it tastes very sweet, and is loved by the prairie elves, and as a half-breed, Barbarim eats this fruit can be said to be a biological instinct.

The rabbit girl can shake off her cheeks and chew, but Marceau can't, Mr. Inquisitor, who was holding Mo Whispering, first shook hands with everyone present one by one under the introduction of the city lord of Lynch, and then talked with everyone present, and the most talked about was naturally faith.

Of course, this is not for Marceau to answer, as a sage, there is no advantage for the girls as priests in answering this aspect, all Marceau has to do is to put the girls in their seats.

It's a busy job.

The kitten sighed while thinking like this, and at the same time glancing at various eyes in the hall from time to time.

Just when the kitten was wondering if it was time for someone who didn't open his eyes to throw white gloves at him, an old man in a gray robe came over with a few young men, who had white hair and was very energetic, and he first saluted Marceau: "Honorable Sage with Vertical Eyes, Son of Death, Your Excellency Inquisitor of Paronst, I am the mage of Laupar Kaskir of the Arcane Brotherhood. ”

"Hello, Mr. Laupal, is there anything wrong?" Since it is from the Arcane Brotherhood, I don't think it will be a rival, after all, the Arcane Brotherhood has made a certain contribution to the inauguration of Marceau's sage, and it can be regarded as one of Marceau's backstage.

"Yes, the sages of the Seven Keys have informed us that they want us to cooperate with you, but you didn't seem to need us to help you when you were out there before, so now come and say hello. The old man smiled when he said this, he turned sideways and motioned for a young mage to come over: "Come, let me introduce you, this is Baruch Sandru, the six-ring mage. ”

Six rings, if the first to ninth layers of the arcane are regarded as nine rings, then this is at least a half-step legendary existence, Marceau nodded: "Since you are a member of the Sandru family, what should I order, I am curious, why do you still have the courage to appear in front of me." Speaking of this, Marceau was silent for a moment: "Do you think that with your teacher protecting you, I won't dare to do it." ”

"There, I just think you'd better let this one go. The old mage said with a smile.

Marceau smiled, "You have to give me a reason." ”

"He's the son of an elder in the Arcane Brotherhood......" the old man raised his eyebrows, "Of course, he's not named Sandru, you know. ”

"I understand, bastard, the Sandru family did not kill him for some purpose, but instead made him a mage, and it seems that he is also a young and promising. Marceau replied after looking at the young mage.

In this regard, the young man nodded as a matter of course, he took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand: "The teacher asked me not to take the lead before, but I think there will always be people who feel that the blood of the Sandru family is not enough to bleed, so out of respect for the gods, and the two factors of your previous sparing of my brother, I stood up, because I think we can still communicate with each other." ”

Marceau smiled and nodded, then reached out - grabbed the young man's hand and threw him to the ground by surprise.

"Drag him out, this remnant of the Sandru family needs to be with his family and fly with the wind. Marceau turned to look at the attendants who had followed.

"How dare you!" growled Laupal.

In the next second, Anne, who was following Marceau, set up a plane anchor, and Sayega who had already come behind Rayupal through the position raised his hand and shot a demon-breaking nail stab- This is the superpower of the spellbreakers, they can transform a crossbow into an arcane spike that destroys all the blessings on the target's body, so this arcane spike directly erases the blessing that the old man just put on himself, Marceau put the long knife in his hand into Mo Qingyu's hand, and then punched Laupar in the stomach, at this moment the cat cub, who did not respect the old and love the young, watched the old man lean down in pain, grabbed his beard and pulled him down, and then a cat punch knocked him over.

At this time, Yuan had already led the remaining young mages of the same kind of four holy servants, facing the face of the holy attendants, these aborigines were very sensible - they were approached by the holy servants under the Anonymous clan who were most targeted at spell-casting professions, and these low-level mages who did not even have four rings had no reason to survive at all, as long as they dared to resist, they would definitely be killed, which can be seen from the weapons in the hands of the holy attendant kittens and the rumors of His Excellency the Inquisitor, as well as today's actions.

"Didn't the Seven Guards tell you what I represent? Marceau asked, standing in front of Laupar.

"Kill that child! The Flame Hand won't let you go!" Raupal looked up, perhaps because of the swelling of half of his face, his words were a little unstandard, but Marceau could still understand it.

So Marceau handed his hand back, without delay, the handle of the knife was handed to Marceau's hand, drew the knife, cut off Laupar's head, and shook off the blood on the long knife, Marceau shook his head: "Stupid." In two words, he made a definition of the headless corpse in front of him.

"Speaking of which, why do I feel so disobedient to this old man's painting style? Jiuye put away the crossbow, and the girl said as she motioned for the guards to come and clean up.

"Probably because the mage has been doing it for too long and has forgotten how to be a person. Mo said with a smile.

Hey, Sister Mo, you're really right with this adjective.