Chapter 11: Master and Servant, Dark Dragon, and Craftsman Challenge
The two young men with the spear of the Silver Forest walked up the stairs, and the young man who had hit the person earlier suddenly stopped. "Wu Di, why did you say that the guild summoned us back from Charter City in a hurry?"
"For the sake of publicity and hypeβ"
The young man looked eager: "Sure enough, I can't wait for a long time, do you think we can become a famous artisan group like the 'Arnoor's Blade'?" β
Wu Di turned his head and glanced at his companion with a pair of dead fish eyes: "There is everything in my dreams." β
"Hey," cried the young man, "people must have dreams, what is the difference between not having dreams and those salted fish outside?" β
But Wu Di had already walked upstairs without looking back, and the latter had to follow quickly.
The two walked out of the stairs, and a stern gaze swept over them. "How did you get there?" The person who spoke coldly was a handsome and extraordinary young man, dressed in a black thick velvet coat, but only an inch was left, and he was looking at the two of them with a frown, his eyes as sharp as two swords.
If gaze can kill, Wu Di feels that he has been stabbed in the cross.
"Be careful," the boy stabbed his companion in the back and whispered, "from the military." β
Wu Di nodded.
"What are you muttering?" Zhang Tianmu frowned and asked, as the leader of the Star Gate Special Operations Group, he is only twenty-four years old this year, but he is already a second lieutenant of the Republic.
As a soldier, he has always been unaccustomed to the bad problems of these drafters.
The basic norms of military personnel, discipline and obedience, are not seen in these people at all-
But he also knew that these people were not soldiers after all.
There were already quite a few people gathered in the hallway. However, it was clearly divided into two, except for the silver robe of the Spear of the Silver Forest, all the rest were uniform black coat uniforms.
The former was loose and loose, while the latter stood together like a neat black square, so quiet that it could be heard when a pin dropped, and no one made an extra noise.
Wu Di couldn't help lowering his head when he saw this scene, and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing, I'm sorry, it's just that I was delayed on the road......"
Zhang Tianmu was noncommittal, and shook his head: "Let's return to the team." β
The young man didn't dare to say anything at this time, and honestly followed Wu Di into the team of the Silver Forest Spear. However, out of the corner of his eye, he swept to the leader of this guild mission, the deputy head of the Seventh Regiment, who seemed to be communicating something with the second lieutenant of the military.
"Captain Zhang," the deputy head of the Seventh Regiment of the Silver Forest Spear whispered, "Next, we will act as agreed?" β
Zhang Tianmu nodded impatiently: "Don't worry, the military will not interfere with your plans, but our mission, please cooperate-"
The deputy head of the regiment was relieved: "That's good, that's good." β
When the young man saw this scene, he grabbed a person and asked in a low voice: "How can there be people from the military, and what is the origin of the other party?" β
The man also lowered his voice and replied, "The other party is from the special team." β
"Stargate Special Operations Group?" The young man paused: "What are they doing here?" β
But the man shrugged: "God knows, it seems to be looking for someone......"
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Fang Yu, Ji Ta and Luo Yu walked on the squeaky wooden aisle.
The building looked old, but its owner kept it in good order, with a thick carpet on the floor and a carefully polished wooden wainscoting to give it a waxed surface.
Every detail is also in its rightful place.
On either side were rows of rooms, each with a bright house number on the door, and Fang Yu counted the numbers on itβfrom 1074 to 1092. Occasionally, you will pass by a terrace and be greeted by groups of adventurers.
"IβI had a blank in my mind at the time, let alone any more angry," Kita said with a blushing face and a little embarrassed with her head down, "but Frie seems to be angry, IβI'm not too useless." β
Fang Yu only patted him lightly on the shoulder.
After that unpleasant episode, everyone lost interest in watching him try out the Kingfisher'Ξ±, and Attila and Azure left before they had to reply to the mission, leaving only the three of them - no, four, and Mr. Paparlar Heavy Crossbowman, who had been unconscious.
This corridor leads to the Dragon's Horn Hallβ
On the stone wall of that hall still hangs a monstrous dragon horn from the days of the Battle of the Giants, on which is carved with a knife the inscription 'Don't forget your deceased enemy,' an ancient proverb that is said to still be passed down from mouth to mouth among dragon slayers.
Fang Yu had already heard of that dragon horn, and he couldn't wait to see it.
At this time, at the corner staircase in front of him, the familiar figures of a master and a servant suddenly appeared, which made him pause.
The girl in the beige trench coat stopped at the bottom of the stairs, put down the box in her hand, and commanded her maid in a delicate, uncolored voice: "Shesta, you go to the second floor and wait for me." β
The maid called Shesta had short light violet hair and pupils of the same color, and a slender waist, and she was also a very iconic beauty.
But compared to her hostess, it pales in comparison.
The girl only stood there quietly and elegantly, like a beam of cold moonlight shining into people's hearts.
Her face under the veil was pale, her golden eyelashes hid an emerald gaze, the bridge of her nose was shaped by an elegant curve, and her lips were painted in a seductive and soft cherry color.
Like the delicate title page of a fairy tale book, painted with wild roses and thorns, a gorgeous princess lives in seclusion in a castle, and you can't stop reading the meaning of this mysterious story.
"That sister is so beautiful......" Even Kita couldn't help but sigh.
The girl heard the voice and turned around.
She saw Fang Yu and nodded politely to a few people. She seemed to have forgotten that she had met him in the square before, and Fang Yu felt mixed feelings in her heart for a while, and she couldn't tell whether she should be happy or disappointed.
After getting closer, he saw a noble emblem on the other party's suitcase. A blue and white shield with a carath of sycamore leaves, a bronze helmet with torn capes falling from both sides, and a two-headed unicorn on the shield.
On the lower curtain is a Korin maxim, written in the dwarven script of Ishurian - 'Time passes like water, and wisdom grows with each passing day'.
And when he was stunned, the two sides had already staggered.
Only then did Kita turn around and whisper, "Brother Ed, do you know heraldry?" β
Fang Yu shook his head slightly, but he always felt that he had heard such a sentence there.
Luo Yu on the side shook his head: "I think that woman is very suspicious, we had better stay away from her." This caused both of them to look back at him strangely.
Luo Yuleng for a moment, and looked at the meaning in the eyes of the two - what do you think I am doing?
Ji Ta paused word by word, and said to him seriously: "Luo Yu, no wonder Miss Fuli said in private that you are a give. β
"What is giving?" Luo Yu was stunned.
"It's, it's." Kita explained with a blushing face.
The latter suddenly seemed to choke and coughed desperately.
Fang Yu couldn't help but snicker, he didn't know why, he laughed for a while, and suddenly he couldn't laugh anymore.
The three of them walked through the hallway and into a small hall with a tall archway in front of it. Two servants stood by the door, pushing open the heavy wooden door for them, and the brilliant lights came into their eyes with a creaking sound.
In the field of view is the Dragon Horn Hall.
Fang Yu subconsciously raised his head, and sure enough, he saw that hideous and terrifying dragon horn traversed the dome of the entire hall.
It was a black dragon horn, and now you can't find such a huge dragon horn, the dark dragon vein has long since disappeared after the Giant War. Legend has it that the last of the dark dragons were slain by the dwarven dragon slayer hero 'Warit' in the swamp of the dead, and its massive skeleton is still on display in the Sanctuary today.
The light and fire reflected every jagged protrusion of the dragon's horns, and the strange shadow swayed above the dome, twisting and deforming, as if it had turned into a screaming dragon, spreading its wings to cover the sky.
Fang Yu seemed to hear a strange scream, and the sound came from the depths of his soul, chilling people to the marrow.
All the lights went out suddenly, leaving only an empty darkness, and the fog was filled, and a behemoth stood behind the mist, and in the darkness there seemed to be a pair of crimson eyes looking down at him.
"Radiance of the sky."
A low sneer came from the darkness.
The voice seemed to be full of contempt and disdain, with a kind of arrogance and uninhibited meaning, and it was like a rolling thunder in the sky, exploding and rumbling in the depths of Fang Yuan's heart.
He felt the thing parting through the mist and coming to him.
The biting cold had already grabbed his body first, making his blood coagulate and unable to move, and the shadow was getting closer and closer, but suddenly a calm voice sounded from his head:
"Wake up."
It was Miss Leprechaun's voice.
Fang Yu came to his senses, the darkness subsided at once, and the surroundings became bright again. The brilliant light dispelled all shadows, and the distorted shadows faded like a tide.
He still looked at the slender horns of the dragon, which still hung motionless on the roof.
There was no change in the surroundings, the hall was full of people, and the air was filled with a strong smell of food.
Everything before seemed to be an illusion -
An anxious voice was shouting eagerly beside him, "Brother Ed, what's wrong with you?" β
It was Kita's soft voice.
Fang Yu turned his head and saw that the latter was looking at him worriedly: "Brother Ed, you have been in a daze for a while, has something happened?" β
Fang Yu shook his head.
Only then did he notice that there was an extra person next to himβan old man. The silver hair was meticulously combed, and he was dressed as a butler, with a white shirt, black vest and straight trousers, one hand behind his back, and his figure was slightly rickety.
But this kind of rickets did not damage his temperament at all, the old man had a calm calmness, and in his sunken eyes, his silver-gray eyes were looking at Fang Yu with burning eyes.
Suddenly, he asked in an old voice, "What do you see?" β
This voice is very familiar to Fang Yuan, and the other party is the old man who is called 'Shayak' by Sky Blue. The other party's gaze made him faintly wary, and he replied calmly: "It's nothing, it's just a little distracted...... This dragon horn is really big. β
"It's big," replied the old man, looking up at the monstrous horns, "even in those dark days, you couldn't find a dragon bigger than it." β
"...... it?"
"Don't ask too much, young man," said the old man, "dragonhorns are a tradition here, but the dead dragon is not a good sign, and its shadow is a bad omen, for legend has it that only the dying can see the dragon's wings in the shadowsβ"
His tone was gloomy, which made Fang Yu couldn't help but shudder.
"You've scared me, Mr. Sayek." Kita's little heart pounded with fright, and she also complained.
Only then did the old man turn around: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. The dinner party for you is ready, should you start eating now, or wait for Miss Attila to return? β
"Wait for them," Fang Yu said very unwillingly, "Anyway, we are not in a hurry. β
The rich aroma in the air seemed to be richer, the thickness of the gravy mixed with the roasted cheese, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of chopped nutmeg and fine leaf cinnamon, fluffy and fluffy.
His eyes were a little dark.
Shayak looked at him, then nodded, "Then I'll take my leave first." β
"Wait a minute, Mr. Sayek......" The young man who was silent on the side suddenly took the initiative to speak, "Today...... Is there a place to go at the front point? β
"Of course," replied Sayak, "I know your habits, Mr. Luo Yu, and I have prepared a table for you in the third row. β
ββ¦β¦ Thank you so much. Luo Yu was so grateful that he didn't know how to express it.
To be honest, this was the first time Fang Yu had noticed that this guy had other expressions besides a serious face.
The old man bowed slightly, and then took his leave.
Luo Yu and Ji Ta separated from the crowd and walked to the front, while Fang Yu called out his dragon soul twice in his heart, but received no response. He faintly felt that the back of his hand was a little hot, and when he lifted it up, he found that the half of the crown emblem there was slightly fluorescent.
Fang Yu paused for a moment, and couldn't help rubbing it vigorously with his hand, but there was no reaction.
He tried again, but the fluorescence grew fainter and fainter until it was gone. And at this time, Kita was already calling his name in front: "Brother Ed, our position is over here!" β
Fang Yu had no choice but to put this matter aside and walked up.
He came to the two of them, remembered Luo Yu's words before, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any benefit to this position?" β
"Don't you know, Brother Ed?" Kita looked at him with some curiosity.
"Know what?"
"Elpahim Artisan Challenge."
"W-What challenge?"
"Artisan Challenge." Luo Yu turned his head and corrected him seriously, and said: "The competition organized by the General Association of Artisans of the Elpakhin Region is only held in the final stage of the 'Traveler's Rest', and the prize is the most proud work of Mr. Mazak's life, 'The Ring of Golden Flames'. β
At this point, he paused.
"Mr. Ed is also a combat craftsman, right?"
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