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I glanced at the dwarven seats not far away, and now the dwarves who had come with Muradin, their eyes were full of puzzlement at his hurried away.

This old guy, even if he has something important, he should go back here first to let everyone say hello, let's go through the motions, could it be that the dwarf king has been in office for a long time, his brain is stupid, and he has forgotten even the most basic common sense?

Not long after coming out of the arena space, two obscene figures suddenly appeared in a corner, beckoning to Muradin, who first looked left and right vigilantly like an underground party, and after confirming that there was no one, he hurriedly turned into the corner.

There are two ghostly and happy figures inside, and if you look closely, it is the old drunkard Kasha and the miser Farah, plus the unstoppable Muradin, which may be the combination of the smallest breath in the first world, only to see a strong stingy and sour breath, from the top of their heads straight into the sky, it is an overwhelming, the sun and the moon are not shining, and the ghosts and gods are also frightened.

"How? Now that you've got the money, get my share. As soon as he entered, Muradin couldn't wait to stretch his hand towards France.

"What's the hurry? Rest assured, it's less of yours. Farah glanced disdainfully at Muradin, whose eyes were about to turn into gold coins.

"I'm not in a hurry in the hands of other people, but in the hands of you old guy, I have to be in a hurry, give you one more second, and you may lose." Not to be outdone, Muradin rolled his eyes at his old rival.

"Okay, don't quarrel between the two of you, hurry up and divide the matter, lest you have too many dreams at night and the Akara thief is fine." Kasha on the side couldn't stand it anymore and urged.

Hearing Akara's name, Farah shrunk her neck, if she accidentally saw through her prophecy, then this time it would be in vain.

I thought about it. He took out a small sack and opened it. Suddenly, the light of the gem leaked out from inside. The ground of the three people is illuminated in a colorful way. The pupils gradually dilate. The breath also became rapid.

"I exchanged all the gold coins for gems. A total of seventy-three Shattered Gemstones. Three Cracked Gems have 827 gold coins remaining...... What to see. Although I'm stingy and stingy. But this kind of thing is not enough to be done. I'll show you the bill later. ”

Farah said. He glared at him with a lettering gaze at Muradin and Kashya.

"According to the pre-agreed land. Dwarf winter melon five. I three. Old drunkard two. He said. Farah began to separate the gems one by one.

"Why am I the least?"

Although 20% is also a big income. It was enough for Kasha to drink fine wine for more than ten years, but she still muttered a few words unwillingly.

"You know, but thanks to my manipulation in the lottery, otherwise, let the dwarf winter melon meet Carlos and their opponents' adventurous eyes are bright, how many people do you think will buy the wrong one? That's not a penny to be earned. ”

"Think I don't know?" Farah weighed the gem and looked at Kasha with disdain.

"If it weren't for Akara's instructions, giving you the courage to do anything, you wouldn't dare to do anything in the round of 16 draw, you guy, just push the boat down the river and enjoy the success, what else is not satisfied?"

It seemed that Farah had hit the point, and Xia muttered a few words, and then stopped.

"It's me who is not fair." As soon as Kasha's words fell, Muradin, who was on the side, smacked his lips and complained.

"You have to know that among the three people, but I lost the most, I made such a humiliating portrait, deliberately made a fool of myself when I came to power, and was ridiculed, if I didn't win by luck and earn back a little face, I don't know what it would be like to be ridiculed by that stinky boy when I returned to the clan."

"It's true that you have the most to lose, but if I hadn't been behind the scenes, drawing portraits and hyping up them, so that the adventures would look down on you, and there would have been no old drunkards playing tricks on the lottery, would you think you could win that much money with your worthless face? The relationship between wisdom and manpower is also an investment, do you know? ”

Farah snorted coldly, and Muradin rubbed his nose dissatisfiedly, and said nothing.

It turned out that from the portrait of Muradin's drunken and ugly appearance, it was a big conspiracy, in which Farah organized the Mage's Guild, the portraits and materials of the Sixteenth Strong, secretly belittled Muradin, put the adventure on the side of Naes, and then made a lot of money in gambling.

"The number seems to be a bit small, most of them are earned by Muradin's game, how about Wu Boy's side? Didn't you say that he could also make a lot of money from his games, how could he be so little? ”

Kasha asked, scratching at the head of her burgundy shawl.

"I also miscalculated." Farrah, who was counting the gems, suddenly sighed and said, then took out the slip and handed it to the two.

"What's going on? How could there be so many risks to buy that stinky boy to win? When the two looked at it, they immediately became depressed.

"I'm also surprised, logically speaking, that kid is only level thirty-nine, and it's not a special profession, for Hadamas, a werewolf special profession at level fifty-five, there shouldn't be many people who will buy him to win."

With the other two nodding approvingly, Farah pinched his gray mage's beard and said in pain.

"That's right, if you don't know the details of Wu Boy, even me, I don't think he can win." Kasha said, shaking the flask in his hand, taking a big sip, and then spewing out a white mist of wine.

"That's the problem, and then I secretly inquired about it, and I found out what was going on." Farah sighed and continued.

"A small percentage of the people who bought that kid to win, about one-fifth, were for the name of the league, as the seeded players of the league, even if they knew they would lose, they had to buy a single order, this number was a little more than I expected, but it was nothing."

"But what I didn't expect was that the boy's popularity would be so good, from the camp to Harlogas, there seemed to be a lot of good friends, four-fifths of them were bought by the adventures that had seen his prowess or fought side by side with him, and in the end, instead of earning from his games, we posted a few hundred gold coins, which was really a mistake."

After hearing this, Kasha and Muradin also sighed in unison and couldn't blame Farah, the three of them ignored that someone had traveled all over the First World in order to complete Akara's mission, and his friends could be said to be all over the world.

As for other matches, for example, in the first game, the individual strength of the fox mage against the elven archers is almost the same, and there is nothing to be gained from such a battle, and Carlos Their game is obviously overwhelming, and there is no suspense in such a game, but the eyes of adventure are bright, and it is not so easy to cheat money out of their pockets.

"By the way, the remaining eight hundred and twenty-seven gold coins will be divided later, don't think about swallowing it alone." The three of them were silent for a while, and Muradin suddenly spoke.

"I'll give it to you later, look at your poor sour appearance." Farah looked at Muradin's eyes with disdain, but secretly cut in his heart that he wanted to secretly embezzle the fraction of the hundreds of gold coins.

"Oh, are you splitting the gold coins? Can you also give me a share of this old woman? A gentle voice with a smile came from not far away.

"Don't even think about it!!"

As a senior Grande, the three of them saw that someone had the audacity to come and dare to grab food, so they instinctively brushed back and said angrily in unison.

Then, the brain began to analyze the composition of this sound, "This voice sounds very familiar", and the movements of the same person were fixed on the spot as if they were petrified, and the rain on their foreheads left sweat.

You're a bastard or a master, why didn't you show her here?

Farah rolled the beads and Kashya's fierce gaze.

Aren't you still out of the picture?

Kashya's gaze was not to be outdone:.

With their strength, it is impossible not to detect the other party's footsteps, and the blame can only be blamed on the wealth fan, who was slammed by the gem, and the other party's footsteps are indeed a little "cat".

After a while, Akara, who was on crutches, came in from the grass directly opposite and looked at the three of them with a smile.

"What are you three doing in this remote place?"

"Hahaha, we ...... That's squatting here...... That, let's talk about the ideal ......"

Kasha responded incoherently, even though he knew that Akara couldn't see with his eyes, he subconsciously moved his stiff body, blocking the gem light behind him.

"Oh? I also want to know, what great ideals are you three big men talking about, can you sue me, an old woman? Akara took a few steps forward, the smile on his face unchanged.

"Ahem, of course it's about how to defeat the army of resistance......" Farah coughed a few times, and said with great righteousness, but under Acala's gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"This time, you guys have made a lot of money." After a pause, Akara did not continue to tease the three of them, and said directly.

Hearing Akara say this, although they knew that they couldn't hide it from the time she appeared, Farah and Kashya still held on to a small hope, and when they heard this, they hung their heads in despair.

"Farah, you really want to summon those mages to make such a thing, waste precious paper, and ruin the spirit of our alliance."

With a change of tone, Acala's expression became stern, and he took out a thick pile of papers, which were the portraits of the top sixteen, among which the comical portraits of Muradin dancing on the bar table with drunken cheese tincture were placed in place.

"Although I guess this is probably with Muradin's consent, but the other dwarves will feel uncomfortable if they know that it is our alliance that did it, do you know that you are wrong?"

Akara glanced at Farah lightly, his tone softened, but the more pressure he put on him.

Muradin shook his beard and wanted to say that if he was exposed, he would explain it to the dwarves, and with his character and reputation as a wolf among the dwarves, the dwarves would eventually focus all their grudges on him, and would not have any thoughts about the alliance.

However, after encountering Akara's smiling eyes, he decided to keep his mouth shut, now was definitely not a good time to relieve Farah, and Muradin was happy to see his old rival look frustrated.

"I did do a little bit this time, admit it, and do whatever you say." Farah shrugged his head, looking appointed.

"In this way, I won't confiscate your gem, you can take it yourself and supply it to the research materials of the Mage Guild." After a moment's pause, Akara smiled again.

"No problem, I'll just do it."

Farah's face was happy, and he nodded in response, he didn't want to be like the old drunkard Kasha, drinking wine and eating meat every day, the cost was so big, if there was a real yàn, he could eat weed noodles for three meals, and most of the money in his own pocket was used for real research, and Akara did this, which didn't have any effect on him.

It's just that, as their own money, used for real research, and as a confiscation punishment, used for real research, although the result is the same, but in terms of meaning, there are still a little different people like Farah, there is still a little loss in their hearts, it is rare to make so much money at one time, and their pockets are not covered with hot flying.

"As for Kasha, you ......"

Akara smiled at the old drunkard on the side, then stretched out his hand.

"Alas, is it easy, I ......" Kashya frustrated his share into Akara's hands, and then looked at her with a blank eye, hoping that Akara would be merciful and leave a few for himself.

Originally, it was nothing to leave Kashya, but the blame for the nonsense in the ring during the draw for the round of 16 made Akara issue a debt collection order for all bars to leave him and her money, isn't it ineffective?

So Kara smiled slightly, and ignored her pitiful gaze mercilessly in Kashya's mournful voice, and could only say that this guy was self-inflicted and could not live.

Muradin watched happily from the sidelines, Kasha and Farah were the elders of the alliance, and Akara had the right to punish them, but he was not, even if he did something wrong, Akara couldn't say anything.

"Your Excellency Muradin......" Akara turned his head and smiled faintly at Muradin.

"The two elders of my own family have done such a shameful thing, and I don't have the qualifications to say anything about you, but today's matter, I will truthfully explain it to King Tualdin."

Referring to Sang scolding Huai for leaving such a sentence, Akara carried Kasha's money bag and left happily.

"Oh my God, this old fox is a demon."

After Akara left, Muradin immediately screamed, he could already predict that after returning to the dwarves, his unfilial son Turadin, who had received news of Akara, would definitely use various pretexts to confiscate his share like Kasha.

Wouldn't it be better to escape on the way back to the Dwarves? Muradin didn't have the heart to laugh at the other two poor creatures, and while thinking about the pros and cons, he left the scene of the spoils.

"Alas, although I know that I probably can't hide from Akara's old fox, but when it comes to the end, I am still a little disappointed, it is all money, I haven't taken that much money for decades."

Kasha looked at his right hand, which was still clutching the heavy and thick money bag a moment ago, but was now empty, suddenly sighed, and turned to lean on

, gulping down the wine.

"Yes, a few decades ago, you were called the 'burgundy devil', I don't know how many adventures you admired, you were unattainable, and you probably didn't expect that decades later, you would sigh for a small bag of broken gems."

Farah on the side sighed slightly, and her face did not have her usual stingy and sour appearance.

"Forget it, don't mention the past, it's your ......"

Kasha lifted the entire flask up, and the flask blocked her face, and she could only see the bright red liquor spilling from the corners of her mouth, dripping wet her clothes.

"You guy, you're really going to see Yarrow again...... Last look? Yarota misses you so much, what a poor boy who met such a heartless teacher. ”

"Old drunkard, how much do you think I'm this year?" Farah abruptly replied as he asked.

"Who is going to remember this kind of chatter, I even have to go back and calculate how old I am."

Kashya rolled her eyes and shook the flask, and there was an empty sound inside, apparently with little left, and she couldn't help but sigh again.

"Yes, I've lived for so many years, I've experienced so many things, life and death, there's nothing I can't see, isn't it?"

Farah glanced at Fang lightly, said with a very calm face, shook the gem in his hand, the thick weight and the crisp sound of the gem crashing didn't seem to arouse his interest, and he threw it into the inventory tastelessly, and the figure had disappeared out of thin air in a flash, and the place was empty, leaving only a sad sigh.

"Hmph, you've seen it yet?"

Glancing at where Farah had disappeared, Kasha got up, took the flask, and left drunk in one step.

"If you can really see it, you won't have to push and cover it up even when you meet......"

With the slightest bleak words, as the breeze gradually dissipated, the remote corner returned to calm, as if it had never been born.

On the other side, Akara was carrying a small money bag, but he collided head-on with Kane.

"The harvest of this camp is really not small." Akara smiled a treacherous smile in a trance.

"It's a good amount of risk-taking power."

Kane echoed, taking out a two-brick-thick ledger, which was a heavy ledger that recorded the income of the camp in the past few months since the tournament was held.

"Those three old men, they still think that they don't know what they are doing, but they don't know, even how much they have earned, and those who have earned from those adventurers know it clearly."

Kane said as he flipped through the ledger, smiling like an old fox.

"Hehehe, take the risk and have a few spare money on hand, instead of letting them gamble and squander it if we use some small means to gather it, in the past few years, Wu has brought back a lot of research materials, and the Mage Guild is surprised."

The brighter Akara's smile became.

"Wu Ke is really a lucky star."

"This martial arts competition is also a timely rain."

The two of them said with kind faces, and their expressions were gentle, and those who knew would never have thought that the operation of the dealer after the gambling of the entire tournament was just a small fight between these two old foxes.

On the other side of the field, I didn't know that in the corner not far from me, there had just been a criminal black eating black incident, and Veras and them were together, sweetly eating snacks made by Veras, drinking the tea handed over by Little Sarah, and playing with the little ghost from time to time, and then looking at the battle below, this day is moisturized, and even the gods are not changed.

The only thing that is dissatisfied is that after the vigorous power collision between Muradin and Naais, the next few games have also lost their highlights.

After Muradin, there are four more games, three of which are the mysterious impostor Roya, and Sister Sharna, Seattlek's game, you can also think of it with your toes, the battle situation must be one-sided, although the strength of the three is indeed very powerful, but the opponent can't compare to their strength at all, it's nothing more than roasting and killing and killing and the like, there is really nothing to praise the wonderful shots.

How I wish that Carlos and Seattlek could collide a little bit, and then Mars would hit the Earth, but if Carlos accidentally lost, then my fighting spirit would be a tragedy.

As for the last one, it was a dwarven warrior against a mage, both of whom belonged to the elite ranks of normal adventures, and their strength was about the same, so that they presented a relatively fierce battle for the audience, but in my opinion, it was still a little boring, although the dwarven warrior was brave, but compared to Muradin, it was really not a level level.

In the end, this dwarven warrior is more tragic, if he had encountered a barbarian opponent like Muradin, he might have a better chance of winning, but it was a wizard profession, and he was consumed alive by the opponent's obscene teleportation and overwhelming spells.

Therefore, it is not good to be too biased, and the dwarven warrior is a typical example.

So, the top eight came out like that, and I, Sister Sharna, the Big Three of the Fallen League, cheeky Muradin, and two other dragon characters, Elven Archer and Wizard, were really not a surprise at all.

What the? Am I an accident? Who? Which bastard said it, let's try it alone?!!

Looking at the top 16, in addition to our six seeded players, there is a total of one paladin, two barbarians, one fox mage, one elven archer, one dwarf warrior, one wizard, one assassin, two amazons, and almost all races and classes are Paul.

It's just that our druids are more tragic, there is no one (I don't count as a seeded player), and there are necromancers, but it's not that the necromancers are weak, but their personalities, more gloomy than the assassins, and they don't like to be competitive, and they are good at hiding in the corner of the crowd, so they didn't participate, if the necromancers participated, there would definitely be a place for them in the top 16, or even a few seats.

So our druids are more tragic, when they are low-level, they have summoned pets, and they can be ranked in the forefront of the seven professions, and when they are at the top level, with their balanced comprehensive strength, they can also make other professions fearful, but they are at the threshold of level 60, which is neither high nor low, so it is a tragedy.

It is said that in previous tournaments, very few druids could rush to the top 16, and most of the seats were occupied by the barbarians and Amazons, who were relatively strong heads-up masters, and this time four new races were added, and there were a few unknown powers, and the form became unpredictable.

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In the middle of the month, it is said that some prostitutes will save a monthly pass in their hands, so they reach out and ask for a ticket. >