Kahn Village. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As the origin of Grum, the high-quality brewing crop, the town was originally a thriving stronghold in the Grey Castle area, but years of drought dried up the rivers that nourished Kahn Village, and even Grum, which was needed to make good wine, withered, so it gradually became desolate long before the invasion of the undead.

Now, not to mention the mercenary adventurers, even the young and vigorous villagers have chosen to move to the safer southeast of the empire, and the only ones who will continue to spend time in the tavern at this time are probably the ragged old men who are almost as old as the village's history.

"Really, they emptied all the things in the cellar, and they thought someone had brought them here!"

In the tavern, the gray-haired old man with a red rosacea nose grumbled loudly as he gulped down the few beers left in the quilt - and he was at the same table with two other slightly drunk old men of his age.

"Do you know! If my brothers and I hadn't reclaimed this wasteland, where would the town we have now? ”

"You old fool! Aren't we just brothers who are with you in the wilderness! ”

"Ah, this wine is so delicious... Can you have another drink? ”

"Are you listening to me?"

For the old people who have passed their prime, the more than fifty years spent in the village have long been a part of their lives, and now, they are too old to have the strength to escape the catastrophe of the undead invasion - anyway, they are already at an age where they will not regret dying at any time, and there is no need to live with trepidation.

However, on this ordinary afternoon, the wooden door of the tavern was gently pushed open by a stranger, interrupting the old people's imagination of the past.

"A loaf of bread, a beer."

The traveler, whose entire body was covered by a gray cloth cloak, was tall, and the bar counter, which was just the right height for ordinary people, had a somewhat miniature feeling in front of him.

However, the traveler apparently didn't care. After dropping the seven copper coins, he began to silently handle his meal by himself...

The reason why it is said to be processed is because the way travelers eat is really difficult to classify into the category of "eating" that normal people are accustomed to... Although he was not gobbling up or being overly picky, his mechanical movements always revealed a bit of caution, and even made one wonder whether it was bread or a sharp knife in his hand.

The appearance of the mysterious traveler made the otherwise cheerful air in the tavern much more tense, and to make matters worse, shortly after he sat down, the tavern, which was rarely visited by outsiders, was pushed open again.

This time, the traveler tensed up almost immediately... He cast a stealthy glance towards the entrance, and soon confirmed that there were three people in sight.

The smiling young man was wearing a white sacrificial robe, and although it was not a rare item, it was not a good thing to look at. In contrast, the pair of teenagers and girls standing side by side around him are somewhat childish.

- These three people are not the mage and the red two children.

After the rain, the sky is clear: "What, is it very expensive to have a set of sacrificial robes?" I could have bought a set earlier and dressed it in advance, so why do I have to start with..."

Flower water: "Diligence and thrift are virtues, and it is all planned anyway, so there is no need to waste extra energy to collect equipment." ”

Twilight Morning Song: "Ahem... Great, don't you really need me to contact the president again for the skill book? ”

Compared to the eerie atmosphere in the tavern, the three of them looked completely out of the situation, they casually found a place to sit down, and then chatted to themselves.

As for equipment and skills...

The armed priest profession of the necromancer who had fallen into the cold before was definitely unequippable, so when he first arrived at the meeting of Grey Keep and Twilight Morning Song, the mage with the pseudonym Flower Dew Water was basically a messy low-quality flower costume, and as for his current body, including the Divine Grace Code in his hand, all of them were stripped from the body of the priest who was killed... Hongguoguo's murder is a bit excessive.

And after filling the second vacant position of the Extralegal Creed, the skills further supplemented by Flower Dew Water were even more incomprehensible to the little knight.

With the exception of the basic spells of Magic Shot, Fireball, Icepick, Lightning Arrow, Slow Fall, Earthwall, Guardian Armor, Arcane Hand, Energy Storm, Shadow of Deception, and Golem Summon, Flower Water doesn't seem to be interested in the high-level rare skills of the Priest System.

Through the relationship of the Red Crusaders, he bought a batch of scrolls for advanced basic skills in the exchange of human territory, and pushed his skill count to a considerable level.

However, how much combat effectiveness can be formed by this method of purely relying on numbers... It's really hard to tell!

In fact, not only low-level elemental skills such as "Static Field", "Thunder Technique", and "Thunder Falling Technique", according to the mage's acquisition list, even if he was a warlock-type skill such as "Painful Link" and "Breath of Upheaval", he did not let go, as if he was bent on going to the end on the road of hodgepodge.

But this kind of gameplay is undoubtedly very unreasonable from the perspective of equipment passive and class bonuses... If you can't specialize in one category, you're bound to suffer in terms of skill power and priority, and once you compete with those really difficult opponents, the effective output you can make per unit of time is actually very limited.

Such a simple truth, Twilight Chenge didn't believe that Hua Lushui would ignore it, but according to the other party's indifferent appearance now, it was the little knight's own heart that shook first.

――Is it true that for so long, everyone has misunderstood the profession of mage?

As he pondered something similar, the mage's voice interrupted Twilight's tangle.

Hua Lushui: "Put aside the skill matter for now, what you should think about now is how to hold the boss for a while." ”

Twilight Morning Song: "Uh..."

… That's right! I almost forgot about this stubble!

With the opening of the flower water, the little knight suddenly realized that he had the energy to help the mage worry now?

According to what the mage said before, this time his opponent is a lord-level boss of lv40, according to the conventional way of playing, even if everyone is fully armed, this monster needs at least a 25-person elite standard group to win steadily, and three to four tanks are needed to share the damage during the period, and now, not only is he a T, but even the entire team is only three people!

Twilight Morning Song: "Great, this is not good..."

The little knight was still hesitating, and on the other side of the bar, the mysterious traveler who had heard all the chats between the three of them had already stood up and walked to the door of the tavern with a few words.