The one who will enter the city with such a high-profile posture is, of course, the six-member mercenary team formed by Worf Dashi and His Royal Highness Wells!

If you look closely, you can find that whether it is the ordinary people who are lining up and preparing to enter the city, or the many city guards who are rigorous, they all have ugly faces, faintly with disgust and rejection, this is not a dissatisfaction with their behavior of cutting in line, on the contrary, looking at the figure of the six people of Wolf Dashi gradually moving away, all of them subconsciously relaxed slightly and held their breath for a long time, and their frowning eyebrows unconsciously slowly stretched, obviously the people around the city gate wished that they would enter the city as soon as possible and not stay near them......

There was no awe or fear in the faces of the crowd, so the possibility of Wolf Dashi exposing his legendary swordsman and using his momentum to oppress the people around him to open the way can also be ruled out.

So combined with the fact that before entering the city, Wofh not only took out the "dispel potion", but also carried out a long discussion on the popularization of knowledge, it is not difficult to speculate that the key to their success in infiltrating the royal city lies in the "dispel potion" in Worf's hand, and what drives the masses to give way and the city guards to release it is the sky-high stench in the "dispelling potion"!

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With the cover of the stench that makes people angry, Wolf Dashi and his party even walk as if they have their own BGM, and they who often do things really enjoy a high-profile star treatment.,

On the main road of the royal city, His Royal Highness Wells, who wrapped half of his face with a strip of rotten cloth, led his young gray horse, who was also sickly and wearing a "mask", and he turned his face sideways, and he couldn't even suppress the stench of his chattering nature, and couldn't help but complain to the young man next to him, who also wrapped his face tightly, but walked even more weakly:

"Now, Iguli, does your dear master have a grudge against the two of us, or does he look at us both unpleasantly? Why do you have to put the smelliest and heaviest luggage on our horses, it really stinks, and it's embarrassing to be watched like this!"

His Royal Highness Wells said and patted the huge package on the horse's back, which was tightly wrapped in black cloth, and the heavy stench spread to all sides with each of his beats, causing the passers-by around to curse and hurry away, and the owners of the shops and restaurants on the street hurriedly closed the doors and windows......

At this time, Iguli, who was once again "tempered" by the pit madman Wolf, could not care about the question of whether he was ashamed or not, even if he had a rag strip sprinkled with medicine as a mask, the nerves of the brain were still stimulated by the nerves of the sense of smell, after all, the so-called "antidote" is actually a smell irritating gas, but it doesn't smell as disgusting as the "dispelling medicine".

"Wells, don't say it anymore, the ghost knows what raw materials are used to prepare the 'antidote' that the master took out, I always feel that this medicine is a little wrong, it feels very bad, it's better to hurry up to the destination, it's better to get rid as soon as possible, and if you have anything to say at that time!"

Even the smell of his mask is very suspicious, but Iguli doesn't dare to take it off, after all, the smell of "dispelling potion" can be said to be his nemesis, and he can't hold on even for a second under that smell, this is a physiological problem, it is force majeure, even Worf Dashi is powerless before he is promoted to a legendary swordsman.

Only Worf Da Wet was a man with a white face, no cover, swaggering, and a relaxed lead of the gray horse to lead the way, and the stench as if nothing was showing his extraordinary strength, and behind him were three masked strong men, two strong, one tall and thin, and the horses behind him were also very uncomfortable, but they were much better than the horses of the last two children, and the horses of the four only had a small amount of luggage, which could not help but be easy.

And the most striking thing is the two children who are also masked, dressed as mercenaries, dirty and embarrassed at the back...... Behind him, the two pitiful gray horses were wrapped in two large parcels wrapped in rotten cloth.

Just because everyone can clearly tell that the stench comes from the wraps on the two horses!

The sluggish human beings only felt that the smell was tight, and the surrounding livestock and horses were already restless and wanted to escape, and the white pigeons, birds, snakes, insects, rats and ants that had been staying in the peaceful city of Tessali all the year round had long since disappeared......

After all, the identity is there, Wolf Dashi is the captain of the squad, the three Keith swordsmen are mercenary veterans, and Igul and His Royal Highness Wells can only be interns and hard-working mercenary followers, and only this disguise is the most common mercenary identity that is most suitable for them.

Their destination was not in the bustling central area, but only in the alleys of the mercenary business district in the outer part of the royal city, although the alleys were small, but the carriages were still sufficient, not to mention that Worf wet their horses.

Soon, a small wooden signboard with eight characters written in black carbon characters on the top of the head hanging from the black iron flower strip sticking out of the wall with the eight flower characters "Apothecary Workshop of Crete" came into view.

Knowing that the last step to successfully infiltrate the royal city of Tessali without revealing flaws has arrived, Wolf Dashi, who feels the disguise and latent tension, is so excited that the corners of his mouth are raised, and his eyes are slightly narrowed, this is a sense of excitement and pleasure that is completely different from fighting, Worf Dashi is not afraid of any other threats, even if he is going to die in the next moment, he will not pay too much attention to it, this is a matter of character.

The tension was completely enchanted by Worf's dampness, and His Highness Weyers and Igul struggled to get off the two large packages on their horses that smelled of foul odors, and entered the "Apothecary Workshop of Crete".

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Crete didn't have any research interests today, so he just lazily lay on the press table in his shop, thinking about countless alchemical academic questions.

"Bell bell bell ......"

At that time, the doorbell rang for a while, and the doorbell of the Cretan Potion Workshop kept ringing, accompanied by a team of six mercenary squads, a combination of four adults and two children, very eye-catching, but the person at the head was obviously his acquaintance, and it was not like a person who would team up with people, and Crete, as the owner of the shop, quickly got the idea of acquaintances......