Twelve thirty o'clock in the afternoon.

The three members of the 'Crown of Nodashir' gathered punctually in front of the Arabe City Hall.

The square was crowded with people, a large number of players gathered around the task panels, noisy and irritable to refresh the mission information, and the sound of discussion and scolding everywhere filled the ears.

Now this situation has to mention the importance of the first team mission.

When completing a task, the system gives the start-up team an implicit evaluation, which determines whether the team will crowd in the square with countless people to pick up the task, or enter the town hall and communicate directly with the chronicle officer.

Players will only have the opportunity to communicate face-to-face with the note-keeper when the ∷, a≡ns*↖m team is created. After the creation, the player team was either shunted to the plaza or enjoyed the services of the town hall staff in the special reception hall, which was a really big difference.

"Hey."

Not long after Charles, Fingertip Quicksand, and Soul Haunting Dream, three other players were squeezed out of the crowd in the square.

The leader was a dwarven warrior armed with a heavy shield and tomahawk, his thick brown beard tied into a twisted whip, dangling under his jaw in the warrior's footsteps.

Charles was greeted warmly by a half-elf ranger, and the last half-elf druid was at the back, and when Charles looked at him, the delicate female druid suddenly smiled.

"Long time no see, Charles." Leah, the half-elf, took the initiative to wave her hand and smiled. She is Western, and her personality is a little more open.

“…… It's been a month, right? Tsk, how do I think the scene of the awakening of the Lord of Stone is still vivid......" The half-elf ranger touched his head.

"Todak."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Charles looked at the dwarven warrior and blinked, "My letter to you." Have you taken a closer look? I've already written everything I need to explain. You are now invited to come. Doesn't that mean consent? ”

"Since it's your invitation, of course there's no problem."

The dwarven warrior slammed his shield with his tomahawk and said in a rough voice, "I have a relatively quiet job, and I stay at home at least two or three hundred days a year, so I don't care about joining the team." ”

"Leah and Ost are in school. But you also know Oster's character, this kid went out with a group of fox friends all day long before he played, ** drugs or something is commonplace. His parents were so troubled that now this kid is soaked in it, and I, as an uncle, also want to find a fixed team with rules to restrain him. ”

Todak said in a loud voice, which made Oster look embarrassed.

"As for Leah, good girl, the pearl of my blood brother, you will only give us an associate membership now, right? I believe that Leah will become a full member of Nordasir in a short period of time. ”

"No rules, no circle, Todak." Charles spread his hands and said, "Actually, I would like to bring in the three of you directly, but the team must have rules and regulations. Otherwise, it will leave the team with hidden dangers later. ”

"I understand." Dwarven warriors have a lot of experience because of their age and work. Naturally, I understand that if a team wants to develop and grow, rules are indispensable.

"Then without further ado, let's join the group, we will strive to use one afternoon to knock out the first team task and get the perfect evaluation."

Charles threw out a party invitation to Todak, Oster, and Leah.

After entering the group.

Olster let out an irrepressible strange cry: "Wow, am I dazzled?" Warlock Level 10...... Wanderer Level 10...... And a level 11 priest? ”

"Could this be Arabe's top 10 Super Squad?" Oster was pretending to exaggerate the rank of the three, but it was not necessarily hiding the horror in his eyes.

It turned out to be the rank number of the team avatar that caused the half-elf ranger to have mood swings.

Footsteps paused, and Charles looked at the ranks of the other three would-be members.

Dwarven warrior Todak, rank nine.

Half-Elf Ranger Oster, level eight.

Half-elf Druilia, level eight.

"This level is a bit out of the mainstream, what's going on?" Charles raised an eyebrow and his face became serious.

Level 9 is the level progression of the first players in the Kingdom of Cormyr.

Todak is barely a first-tier player, while Olster and Leah are left behind. Charles clearly remembered that when he first met the three of them in Shenhai Town a month ago, Todak and them were all level seven, and now the level numbers have not changed much.

When it came to the level, Oster immediately changed his expression, rolled his eyes and said weakly: "Do you know how bitter our savage leveling is." ”

"I finally got the experience points from the monster farming, and I was killed by other teams once or twice, so the effort flowed away like water." There was a taste of anger in Ouster's words.

This is simply strange for a gangster who used to be a character who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

What player killed these three people to such an extent?

"Todak, what's going on, you're at odds with the other player teams?" Charles said with a frown. At this point, he suddenly realized that Todak's promise to join Nordasir seemed to have some meaning of avoiding disaster.

"Uh......" The dwarven warrior made a rare look of sneer, without denying it or explaining much.

"Forget it."

Charles waved his hand in a slight hesitation, much to the relief of Todak, Oster, and Leah.

After completing the campaign, Arabe almost became the home of Nordahir, where the charr could enlist the help of powerful professionals such as Alva, Harris, Udic, and Meloti, and was not afraid of any indigenous forces.

Even, he can hold the [Holy Priest's Emblem] and ask the Ogmar Church to form a group, and of course, he can bow his head and ask for the help of the female lord.

As for the players, the charr doesn't have to worry about anything.

Cormier's First Guild 'Twilight Blade' is located in Arabe, and Nordahir has been tied to 'Twilight Blade' after this campaign story mission, Charles seems to have forgotten that he still has a large amount of gold coins stored with the female guildmaster, and he doesn't know if Blood Eagle has sorted out the wealth of the nezumi lair and the Dark Temple.

The group walked unhindered into the town hall.

After Charles Dao came to his senses, the gatekeepers did not intercept them.

It is a secluded corridor where several people are waiting in line, and at the end of the corridor is a large office where the clerk is receiving players.

"Sit down first."

Oster's eyes were sharp, and he found a classical cloth sofa and sat down lazily, stretching his waist and yawning.

As if observing Charles' slight frowning expression, the half-elf Druidella hurriedly explained in a low voice: "We were chased by a group of people in the field for a long time last night, and thanks to Oster, we were able to break away from the battle and return to the town safely. ”

"I see."

Charles suddenly changed his tone and asked, "Have those people been targeting you this month?" ”

Leah nodded and shook her head, unclear.

At this time, several players in the office, under the polite greeting of the clerk, stepped into the corridor while talking in a low voice.

When he saw the armbands on the armbands and the team badges on his chests, Todak's face suddenly turned ugly. (To be continued......) Absolute pastor of Junzi Juyi Church

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Chapter 169 of the main text: The old friend is finished, you can return to the list.