92 Vice President [I]

Boom Rumble......

The ground trembled, and the shiver made the inhabitants of the Boulder Fortress unsteady on their feet.

But no one was too alarmed, and everyone began to look for cover in an orderly manner.

"He's so bad - where did this goddamn commotion come from?"

A man dressed as a bartender scrambled to clean up the table and cursed incessantly, and the sudden vibration caused the drinks he was mixing on the counter to spill on the floor in an instant.

It's in the twentieth block of the tavern, and it's usually the busiest time for this open-air tavern near dusk, so someone quickly responds to the bartender.

"It's over there in the Dark Mountains...... Oh my God, what's going on there? ”

A guy dressed as a mercenary stood up and quickly responded, this guy happened to be sitting opposite the bartender, because he was spilled with wine, but he didn't show the slightest annoyance, and there was only shock in his eyes at the moment!

This is the 20th block, the very edge of the Boulder Fortress, right behind the 3rd block and the 11th block where the House of the Brave is located, so guests drinking in this open-air tavern can see the spectacular scene outside the city for the first time.

In fact, when there is no fog, residents northeast of the Great Stone Fortress can easily observe the conspicuous building on the Dark Mountains.

It's just that for many ordinary residents who have hardly made a trip in their lives, only the brave and mercenaries will know what that towering building that reaches into the sky is.

In fact, most of the people sitting in this open-air tavern are mercenaries, at least a very small number of them are brave.

After all, for the brave lords, the neighborhoods that are close to the rankings are the real places where the upper class should be, while the outskirts of the Boulder Fortress, that is, those at the bottom of the rankings, are full of unscrupulous barbarians and criminals.

But these mercenaries, who live with sin all the time, know the meaning of the Tower of Trees better than many brave men.

The brave men are like civil servants who only follow instructions and tasks, they are cautious in what they say and do, and morality and popular worship restrain many of their desires, such as curiosity.

The mercenaries, on the other hand, will not be there, where there is profit, they will exist.

So they fully understand what the vision of vision means.

That's the branch of the World Tree!

The mercenaries, who knew the inside story, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Because many people have once hit the idea of making a tree tower, the World Tree is a rare thing that is not just talking, it is an extremely rare material that can be sold for a very high price on the black market.

But the limit of what the mercenaries can do is only to pick up some of the aging bark and branches of the World Tree nearby.

As for the freshest and most valuable part, the mercenaries simply couldn't get it down.

Not to mention the incomparably tough outer bark of this tree tower, the splashing reaction from the rebound alone was enough to make the mercenaries who wanted to steal the chicken and the dog fall hard.

And this tower is guarded by the personnel of the Brave Association, once there is an abnormality, I am afraid that there is no need to wait for the next day's task reward, and there will be a brave man who will cut off the intruder's mind to make fertilizer.

But the scene that appeared in front of the mercenaries at this moment was a little abnormal, because the tree tower that was older than them had collapsed at this moment?!

The collapse of the World Tree made the mercenaries not know what to say for a while, after all, the Boulder Fortress has suffered various natural and man-made disasters in the past ten years.

But whether it's the invasion of monsters or the shaking of the earth, the tower of trees has always stood in that place, guarding everything around it as an important watchtower of the megalithic fortress.

And now this watchtower has fallen!

The mercenaries looked at each other, but the clever ones quickly smiled at each other, and then quietly disappeared from the tavern.

Because for these bloody mercenaries, crisis and disaster not only mean pain, but also mean that the opportunity to make a fortune has arrived!

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"Oh, it seems...... We arrived a little late. ”

Westin said with a dark face.

The sun shone over his bare head as it approached dusk, and the shadow created by the angle made his face even darker.

"Maybe I need to correct and remind you that it's not us, it's just you."

A magnetic male voice rang out, shortly after Westing's voice spoke, and the voice made Westin's face even more ugly.

"Okay, Vice President, I'll take full responsibility for this incident."

Westin replied without hesitation, but after a pause, he immediately addedβ€”

"But the guys in the intelligence department have to take some responsibility, after all, not only did they get the intruder danger level wrong, but they also didn't know anything about the violinist's stupid plan!"

The bald priest turned his head to look at the man he called the vice president.

Compared to Westin's bald appearance, this man known as the vice president is obviously much better in appearance.

The short silver-gray hair was meticulously split in two by the vice-president, and a chic little curl was rolled up at the end, with two well-manicured mustaches on his face.

He always had a fox-like smile on his face, but it made everyone who saw it feel good.

is obviously wearing a fancy fuchsia dress and a patterned bow tie, but when paired with this vice president, there is no sense of disobedience, and it will only give you a chic nobility.

After listening to Westin's complaints, the vice president's face smiled even more happily.

"Don't worry, there will be a lot of people with you."

The vice president narrowed his eyes and looked straight ahead like a real "fox".

The Fox's vice-president's mustache swayed slightly, as he was standing in mid-air...... On a flying carpet with twisting corners!

The wind in the sky was a bit noisy, especially under the influence of the collapse of the tree tower, and the dust-carrying wind and sand rushed towards the two people on the flying carpet.

Westin could even smell some blood in it.

The smell of blood didn't discolor them, and it even pleased Westin.

Mature warriors are able to tell the taste of the souls of the dead from the smell of blood.

The smell of blood was too faint, and Westin, who had seen so many tragic scenes, understood what that meantβ€”and he glanced at the vice president, whose gaze moved just then.

The two looked at each other.

It's just that Westin's eyes are a little uncertain and hesitant, while the eyes of the vice president of the "fox" reveal a playful atmosphere.

Before Westin could speak, the vice president took the lead and said:

"Looks like we're here to ...... Maybe it's just right. ”