There are quite a few taverns in Deadwood City, and it has helped a lot to reduce the range to three. Of the three taverns, Green had to find the one where Jenny was, and in order to hurry, he commissioned Ashlen to investigate the farther one, and the closer one himself, agreeing that if neither of them found it, they would meet at the fork in the Ninth Avenue and rush to the furthest third.

"If you see Sister Jenny, keep an eye on the person you're meeting with," Green suggested to Athren before leaving, "I'll wait for you on Ninth Avenue for two minutes, and if you don't come, I'll rush over at once." ”

The short time required the two of them to move precisely, and it was the first time that Asilen had done something like this kind of nervous heartbeat, but surprisingly there was no uneasiness.

The elf nodded, turned and walked away quickly.

Green knew that he was fast, so he was assigned a little farther away, and he ran to the nearest one. From the perspective of operations research, there is no problem with Green's distribution, in fact, if it were changed to modern society, the two of them would move even faster, as long as they made a phone call, it could be done at a distance of 108,000 miles.

It's a pity that this is the age of swords and sorcery.

"What the hell."

Green ran fast, holding the cub in his chest in one hand to keep it from going upside down. Subconsciously, he recalled the multi-objective mission in the game, such as the appearance of several camouflage targets when assassinating the target, no matter which one you choose to assassinate, it must be the wrong target, and the task often requires the player to kill until the last person in order to find the real target object, so subconsciously, Green believes that the farthest third is the tavern that is most likely to find Jenny and Sandru.

As a result, when Grimm arrived at the first tavern and was about to catch a glimpse and run, he was stunned.

Unlike the only tavern in Canyon Town, it was a little dark, it was crowded with people, there were many taverns to choose from in Deadwood City, and the darker it was, the more people came to the tavern, at this time, there were not many people sitting on the huge first floor, and through the spacious and bright hall, Green could see the blonde elf sitting in the corner at a glance. Across from her sat a man who was deeply hidden by a hooded cloak, who had never lowered his hood even when talking to Jenny.

That back is undoubtedly Sandru.

"Damn, how could this be!"

Green hurriedly dodged to the side, lest he be detected by the necromancer. He leaned against the tavern door, his heart ringing alarm again. The successful stop of the wizard's first conspiracy made him a little carried away in his heart, but he forgot that this is a real world, and there are too many possibilities in reality, and what is more common here is unexpected events than the established rules in online games.

"Well, my mistake, I wish I had made one less mistake like this."

Green muttered to himself softly, readjusting his mindset.

The current situation is obvious, no matter how fast Eslen runs, it is impossible to rush over in an instant, and if he has to deal with Sandru, there is no other way than to fight. This is Deadwood City, unless Sandru wants to be crucified alive by the angry dryad guards, he will never summon the undead, but as long as this wizard reacts a fraction of a second faster, he has more than ten ways, without triggering the Kindness Protection Alarm, a spell loves to beat himself into ashes, and after thinking about it, there is only one way out of sneak attacks.

But the sneak attack sounds good, so what should you do?

With the accident in Vale, Sandru will inevitably be vigilant, at least the disguise is ineffective, as long as Green appears in his field of vision, even if it is just a silhouette, the other party will be blasted by magic. Besides, Green didn't know what Sandru's strength was, and the system's own test only provided him with a C-level strength assessment, and it was pitiful to see that it was equivalent to a 70-level humanoid self-propelled turret, which was equivalent to Endymion's senior mage, and considering that the detection of high-level creatures was not accurate, the energy level fluctuated greatly, and Sandru's strength might even reach level 100. Regardless of how many ring spells Sandru can climb, just that one move to disintegrate the ray is enough for Green to drink a pot.

What to do? What to do! Do you want to watch this guy slip away?

Green was in a hurry, and he sneaked a glance that Jenny was still talking to Sandru, but Green knew he didn't have much time.

If the two of them reached some kind of agreement, then there was no reason for Sandru to continue to stay in the human world, and he would disappear from public sight in the shortest possible time.

A solution must be found now!

"Skills, Equipment, Attributes...... Damn, is there any one that can help me with my current situation? ”

Green quickly examined his stat panel and backpack, and despite a series of battles, Green had managed to reach level ten, reaching the highest level of the novice stage in Following the Miracle, and could face Sandru...... Hehe. The attributes are unreliable, and there is no good countermeasure for Green on the equipment, the Earth Spirit Ball cannot be used before the official inauguration of the spell profession, and the awakening potion must be matched with the qigong master profession, and the remaining small crystals can only provide instantaneous spells, but they can't prevent the spell from being countered, and Green doesn't want to be bombarded by his uncorrected magic fist.

Dealing with a C-class necromancer is just a drop in the bucket...... No, it's useless!

As for the tricks......

Green believes that if the several fighting techniques he has mastered can be recognized by the system, as long as he quietly approaches the wizard's ten yards away, he is confident that a set of empty-handed sanda can be connected to the wizard's bone skeleton, but the premise must be the attribute bonus of skills, and now it seems that this is simply impossible to achieve.

So what help do I have left?

The young man asked himself, worried that the conversation between the two was over, and couldn't help but peek again.

"Young man, have you taken a fancy to that elf lady?" The old voice rang out behind Green, so frightened that he almost jumped and turned around.

This is a kind old man, holding a wooden cane, looking at him with a smile, as if looking at his little grandson who is ignorant of the opposite sex. Green had an impression of the old man, who seemed to have been basking in the sun on the bench opposite, but he didn't know when he came across the street.

Green was a little embarrassed, and quickly glanced back, the two of them didn't notice what was happening outside the tavern at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned back and replied to the old man, "That, things are not what you imagined......"

"Why should young people be shy? Oh, I see, you're worried about the other party's identity, right? Although that elf lady is a druid and has many admirers in Deadwood City, you have to try, and if you don't, how do you know she's going to reject you? "The old man was in good spirits, and he blocked all of Green's words in one go, and actually made our teenager blush.

"Hehe, I guess I'm right, right?" The smile on the old man's face was even bigger, and it seemed that after old age and decay, he was more willing to love young men and women, "Young people now, why are they so cautious, I think we were back then...... Ahem, in short, although we are known as the city of friendship and occasionally the city of love, in fact, it is not unavoidable, such a good girl is difficult to see elsewhere. ”

Green couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, I can't find the heart of the girl. However, out of respect for his elders, he just blushed and nodded.

The old man laughed good-naturedly again, and he walked away with his cane, shaking his head, and then walking in a slow voice.

"Young people, there's always time to splurge and take risks......

Green watched the enthusiastic old man gradually walk away, and his inexplicably accelerated heartbeat slowly calmed down.

Love...... And Sister Jenny?

He blinked, his gaze fell to the flower gift shop opposite, and suddenly he punched his hand.

yes, why didn't I think of that?.

"So your master Eric agrees that you will give me this task?" Jenny looked directly at the wizard opposite, and her heart was actually a little moved.

"Yes, Lady Jenny," the wizard nodded, "you see, this mission is likely to involve dealing with a large number of undead creatures, my lack of experience, I am to blame for messing up my master's life's work, you are my best candidate." He withdrew his hand, and when he stretched it out again, he already had a small bag of gold coins in his hand.

"What is this?" Jenny asked knowingly.

"Your commission, Lady Jenny," replied the wizard of course, "but only a deposit, and if you can find the amulet for my master, I will give you the rest." ”

The power of gold and silver treasures is rarely refused, even dragons, and elves are no exception. So Jenny just thought about it for a moment and smiled sweetly, "It looks like I'm about to become a mercenary." ”

"Don't say that, everything you've done is to eradicate the threat of the undead, and these gold coins are just the expense of your risk - we are wizards, not stingy merchants, and we can't make you both contribute and pay." The wizard said very sincerely.

Jenny winked playfully, "Looks like I have no reason to say no." ”

The wizard seemed to smile as well, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation." ”

The beautiful elf druid nodded, and stretched out his white palm to the wizard. The wizard seemed to hesitate for a moment, but he soon stretched out his somewhat dry hand, like a gentleman, and just gently pinched Jenny's fingertips, and quickly retracted it.

Jenny, who was in a good mood, didn't notice these details, "Then we'll see you in a month." ”

The wizard smiled and nodded, then watched as the elf turned away.

He rubbed his hand against his robe, then raised his glass with a blank face and drank it down.

It's finally negotiated...... This time, the plan was implemented very smoothly, and entrusting powerful and famous people is really more reliable than entrusting those mercenaries, hmph, especially this stupid simple elf.

The wizard thought so, and raised his head, but Jenny was no longer visible in his sight, only the diners in the tavern, talking to themselves. He cleaned up briefly, and was about to get up to leave, when his expression suddenly moved.

A beautiful elf dressed in white and green appeared at the door of the tavern again, still holding a basin of ...... Bonsai?

The wizard's eyes narrowed, feeling strange in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm gone, Mr. Sandru." Jenny quickly walked over and smiled apologetically at the wizard.

He waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, then pointed to the potted plants full of green vines and asked, "...... this?" ”

"Oh, that's right," Jenny hurriedly explained, placing the potted plant on the table, "I guess you also know that we in Deadwood City are the City of Friendship again, and I am very touched that you trust me so much, and as a druid, I don't have any gifts to give you, so ......"

"I see." The wizard nodded, his throat moving, suppressing the deep revulsion—even disgust—in his heart.

He paused for a moment before greeting Jenny as he stood up, "Thank you very much." But I made up my mind to throw it away when I went out.

Jenny smiled back with her signature sweet smile, "If you like it, I'm afraid that the wizards who practice witchcraft won't like it." ”

"Where." The wizard resisted the urge to smash the potted plant with a spell, and reached over the pot to accept it. He just wanted this stupid elf woman to get out of the way so he could get back to his hiding place - he had a lot of things to prepare.

In a hurry, the wizard reached out and touched the potted plant, and for a moment lost his mind. I don't know if it's his delusion, how it seems to be ......

Knotted vines moving?