There was a notice posted outside the Warrior Guild, and Ling Qi happened to hear an adventurer not far away explaining to his companions, as if it meant that the members of this branch had gone out collectively for a large-scale exploration mission ten days ago, and those who wanted to release a mission through the guild or were interested in joining the guild would have to wait until the 28th of this month, that is, nine days later. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, you can also choose to go to the Warrior Guild branch in another city, or the Warrior Guild Headquarters in Riaven. However, with the level of transportation in this world, no one should be willing to go far.

The Magic Guild didn't have such a thing, but when Ling Qi stood at the door of the guild and tried to come up to visit, he was blocked by an invisible force field.

He thought he was approaching the guild gate, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was simply standing still, causing some urchins on the side to laugh.

It seems that this is no secret.

The mystical magic rejected him once again, and sure enough, those withdrawn mages would not let ordinary people disturb their lives at will.

The reason why these two guilds attracted Ling Qi's attention was not because they were too big, but purely because they were unique facades.

Compared to these two major guilds, the Adventurer's Guild that Ling Qi had visited earlier was no different from the small grocery store on the side of the road.

In this city, the only thing that can overwhelm the two major guild divisions is the tall black stone castle, the city within the city, and the earl's mansion!

The maverick of the magic guild is not surprising, the mysterious architectural style, the mysterious invisible force field, the mages never forget to remind ordinary people of their existence, and they always shyly answer and hold the pipa and half-cover their faces, covering themselves with a hazy veil.

It's the Warrior Guild, Ling Qi hadn't heard much of it before, and it seems that the power is definitely not small, otherwise the branch alone would have been built so grandiose and majestic.

The height of the whole four floors is about ten meters, and the territory of the front and back is three into five, and those who know it say that it is a warrior guild, but those who don't know it think it is a city hall.

But for some reason, this guild has no stronghold in the imperial capital.

And now that he was going out for a so-called large-scale mission, Ling Qi guessed that this guild was likely to be going downhill.

However, Ling Qi still decided to find an opportunity to contact the people of this guild, not for anything else, but to see if he could use it.

No matter how the sun sets, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

Just like the imperial regime, as long as it does not completely collapse and the order it once established remains, it cannot be provoked!

It's there, and it can't be ignored!

In the afternoon, Leo and the others finally returned to the mansion.

The siblings, Kara and Moti, looked extremely excited, and they had been replaced with new pure steel heavy armor, polished and shiny.

Moti's equipment is said to be an antique decoration in a blacksmith shop, an ornament that proves the superb craftsmanship of the ancestors, after all, no normal human can wear that huge armor, even if the armor is fixed with a steel wire buckle between the armor leaves, which can be expanded to a certain extent, and the weight of more than 200 catties alone is prohibitive.

This heavy armor alone, not counting the thick shield he still built in the blacksmith's shop, was worth more than Kara's entire body of armament.

The Nord woman was not dissatisfied, after all, in her opinion, her brother's was hers, and their relationship had always been close.

Depend on each other and see each other as more important than the whole world. Maybe this is one of the reasons why they left the group, and it is also the reason why they have never regarded Ling Qi as a true friend.

The more lonely a person is, the more he longs for friendship, and the iron will can only slightly offset this longing, but it cannot consume all sensibility.

So it was with Leo, and so was it with Antorel.

It is worth mentioning that when a few people were staggered by the value of the giant steel armor in this outing, someone actually sent them funds in the name of "no need" Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, even with Antorell's friendly sponsorship, they wouldn't have been able to spend all their money on one person's equipment, and they might not have been able to buy that armor smoothly.

As soon as this matter was said, Ling Qi guessed that it was the handiwork of the Dark Brotherhood, and acquiesced at the moment, and did not mention it much, the killers are always rich. For example, when Antorell left, he pretended to inadvertently throw him a leather bag, he thought it was just gold and silver currency or something, but when he opened it, he saw that it was actually full of purple gems.

These gems are just ordinary luxuries, but each one is the size of a fish's eye, and a small bag is worth nearly a thousand gold, which is worth more than a relatively junk elementary magic item!

It can be seen that the girl is implicitly bold and wealthy, and it can be seen from the side that the power behind her is strong!

They are never short of money!

"We are not bad for money, and we are not bad for dead people, but we lack people who can do things. ”

It was a scene of almost complete darkness, with no light at all.

On the left hand, an old hoarse voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Hmph! The Brotherhood is never short of talent!"

As soon as the previous voice fell, someone immediately retorted, this time the voice was loud and full of energy, and even faintly echoed in the distance.

It turns out that this is not an infinitely vast black domain, but a lightless confined space, although the scope of space seems to be quite wide, but there is an echo, it means that it is bounded.

Unfortunately, they can all fight and spare their lives, but many things cannot be solved by just fighting, killing and killing!"

Another voice appeared, somber and femininely sharp.

"Humph!"

The man who had previously retorted loudly was speechless.

They didn't seem to be good at arguing, and after a few words, it was the same dead silence as before, for a long time—

"I think you can absorb him, Lynch Nerieva Seindu. ”

"As a descendant of the demigod bloodline, although the divinity in him has been meager to the point of almost untraceable, his greed, his madness, his ruthlessness, and his cunning can all be used by me. ”

"And from the data, if he judges the performance of the two before and after, it can only show one problem!"

"The opportunity for fate in him has appeared!"

The hollow voice spreads faintly, biased to neutral, and cannot be heard by men and women.

The owner of the voice seemed to be accustomed to giving orders, and there was always a faint certainty in his tone, and there was an irrefutable and condescending taste.

This time, it wasn't until a longer silence had elapsed than before that someone answered:

"So, you think, he's also a child of fate?"

The young female voice rang out, and soon she added:

"Of course, you are the listener, and I have no intention of questioning you, questioning the Great Night Mother. ”

"However, judging from the performance of the children of destiny in the past, this time - the 'children of destiny' is inevitably too weak. ”

This is not questioning, but doubt, naked suspicion of Ling Qi himself.

After about a dozen breaths, the neutral voice didn't sound again, but the rude, neutral male voice responded and broke the silence.

"Fate is not something you and I can watch, and there is nothing wrong with being weaker. ”

"Have you all forgotten Nirevain?"

Nerevain, the word seems to have some kind of magic, just mentioning it makes people feel as if something is watching them.

It's a pity that this force is too weak to get a good look at the whole world.

"Alas~ Niriwa, Niriwain, hehe. ”

The neutral voice sighed if it was touched, and smiled at the end, a little self-deprecating.

"A mere elven demigod, who stepped into the realm of the gods by tricks, and left so many back roads, he is proud enough. ”

The female voice sighed, as if to cater to the memories of the so-called listener, so that Fang Cai's own objection would not be so conspicuous.

Although these people seem to be talking on an equal footing, the one who is named the listener is faintly overpowering the others.

"What is gone is no longer eternal, whether it is a demigod or a true god, Neriva is the past after all, as his reincarnation, Nerivain is still a mortal, a mortal who is powerful enough to slaughter gods. ”

A new voice joined the discussion, and his voice visibly trembled at the mention of God Slayer.

"A mortal is a mortal, a mortal, and we need no scruples. The only thing I'm worried about is that as a descendant of Neriva's bloodline, what will happen when this one meets Nerivain? After all, behind the mortal Nerivain, but—"

"Don't say that name!"

The neutral voice immediately opened his mouth to scold, and the person who spoke came to his senses and immediately shut up.

This time, after a full meal, the neutral voice continued:

"I've decided to let Lucien reach out to him and lead him to become the messenger of the Mother of the Night. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice rang out, listening in the same direction, but it was the same as his position.

"Wait, honorable listener, didn't you decide that Antorell would be his guide!"

Her voice was hurried and fast, and to this listener, there was more heartfelt respect in her tone, but there was less alienation and fear.

"Ahem~ Since the general direction has been decided, then the next thing is the private matter of the headquarters, and we will retire first. ”

Similar voices of resignation came one by one, but there was no movement of exit.

It was a long time, until it was confirmed that all the actual leaders of the provincial chapters had disconnected the magic projection, and the neutral voice let out a helpless sigh:

"Alas~ Antorell, she's a good girl. ”

However, her status has always been lower. Moreover, the Shadinghull branch directly under the headquarters has been a little unstable recently~"

The helplessness of the superior will only be revealed in front of the most confidant!

"How could it be !!"

An exclamation came to an end for this invisible meeting.

The black hand hidden in the dark quietly retreated, and the chess game under the sun had just begun to fall.