Chapter 54: Rice
Les and Nia were arguing loudly as they looked around without a trace.
What frightened him was that the people around him seemed to be looking at his group as if they were not there.
With a thud, Less felt a chill in his heart.
It's broken.
"The city of wealth is really not simple."
Les lipsed to Nia quickly and silently.
"So what do we do?"
The girl with long fiery red hair panicked and responded with the same lip language.
"Coward," Royce suddenly cried out in a loud voice, "I'm going out for a good time tonight, sister, and you can say you won't come." β
"Who are the cowards? I'm just worried that you won't have enough money to pay my share and then someone will deduct your fingers! β
Niya understood and immediately shouted.
"Listen to Uncle Marcus, go directly to him," Les looked calm, lowered his voice, and his lips moved slightly, "I actually felt the malicious ......"
Nia's face changed dramatically.
Rice's profession is the Winged Ranger. This is a special profession that can only be employed by the nobles of the mountain people, and the high-level Cangyi Ranger claims to be able to perceive the enemy's malice across the three mountains and track it in turn.
But Rice's career level is not high, and his perception is not so sharp. Unless he was holding a dagger behind Les, he could hardly discern the malice of others.
The main selling point of a Winged Ranger of his level is his excellent eyesight and ultra-long-range strikes - the perception of danger is more of an additive.
Of course, once the Winged Ranger Origin awakens, then this supernatural ability that can perceive malice can almost isolate the Winged Ranger from any man-made danger and conspiracy.
But on the other hand, if Rice, who has not yet developed malicious perception, can detect it, then you can imagine how strong this malicious perception is.
"Are you from Farararo?"
A crisp voice came from behind them, and the two of them looked back in amazement.
I saw a beautiful figure standing behind me.
Les swore that he had never seen such a good-looking person.
It's a completely different aesthetic from a mountain girl who emphasizes natural health. The long black hair that reached to the waist did not stand on end, and just fluttered naturally in the cold wind. The delicate little face like a doll is red from the cold, and the long eyelashes are flickering, and the timidity is like a small animal, which is easy to arouse the male inner desire to protect.
In particular, it seems that the skin is so white that it is almost transparent due to perennial illness, giving Les the illusion that it will melt with a little heat.
Accustomed to seeing a mountain girl who can tear a cheetah apart and take on a porcupine, this exotic beauty captures Les's heart almost instantly. After all, he is a mountain man from Fararuo, and the people of Roda Khan never know how to hide their strength. desire, and be proud of it.
"We're from Farajo, a beautiful young lady, dare you ask for a name?"
"You can call me Herland."
The black-haired sick lady tilted her head in some distress and did not say her last name.
She said, "I'm a local, so if you have any worries, just ask me." β
"It's like thisβ"
Les spoke almost without hesitation.
Nia tugged at his sleeve.
The fiery boy shook his head with a smile on his face, signaling that Nia didn't need to worry.
He could feel that since this beautiful girl appeared in front of them, those malicious eyes cast from all directions had shifted away.
This kind of collective xenophobia is not uncommon in Farajo. However, this kind of regional xenophobia generally stops at the guarantee of a veteran local. In Rice's opinion, the situation in front of him is not much worse.
"Don't be nervous, she's a good person."
Les quickly spoke to Nia, and the red-haired girl's expression quickly relaxed.
She chose to trust Rice, trust Rice's hunch.
"First time in the City of Fortune?"
Herlan looked at them with a smile, her voice full of tenderness and a smile that could not be hidden: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat ice." I remember there was a tavern that sold fruit ice. β
"Fruit ice? What is that? β
Nia's attention was quickly distracted.
"At that time, the nobles of Titan liked to enjoy food, and generally the best taste was in the summer," Herlan said calmly, "but for us professionals, it doesn't matter if it is winter, right?" β
"That's nature!"
Les nodded proudly: "The descendants of Roda Khan have already conquered Winter!" I once infiltrated the crystal lake in Fararu in the winter and endured the freezing cold for three nights before catching a water elf! β
ββ¦β¦ Oh? Is it? You're amazing! β
Herlan seemed taken aback, his mouth slightly open, and he could almost see the pink tongue inside through the slender fingers that blocked his mouth.
Rice couldn't help but swallow.
The men of the mountain people never doubted their charm. If this was Fararuo, any mountain girl would have been shocked by his strong body.
But in the same way, if this was Fararuo, then he wouldn't look down on the women who could fight better than him.
Nervous, heartbeat-
For the first time, the young mountain people felt the mixed taste of nervousness and waiting.
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As soon as he got out of the carriage, Roland felt the covetous and malicious gaze from all directions, and the number was constantly increasing. Even the eyes that originally looked at the two fat sheep siblings were attracted by Roland.
Those are the spies of the forces of the City of Fortune.
Roland knew it.
In this chaotic city, it is the city gate with the largest flow of people that is the easiest place to get information. Once in the city, the spies must act in accordance with the wishes of the current street ruler in any street. This can cause countless headaches for their information-gathering efforts.
On the other hand, the gates of the city, which do not count any streets, are the easiest places to find information.
With a gaze that almost tore himself apart and swallowed himself, Roland was not afraid at all, but walked towards the two siblings with an almost perfect smile on his face, and then spoke to the two fat sheep according to a very standard procedure in the city of wealth.
β¦β¦ Isn't it a peer?
Roland's actions quickly caused confusion among those around him, but then they discarded them.
ββWhat if you are a peer?
Not to mention peers, even colleagues can't play any role here. It's good to sell your colleagues to the devil, and it's quite conscientious not to chop up your colleagues and feed them to pigs and then forcibly change to the breeding industry.
Crystal Lagoon ...... Is it?
Roland's innocent and pure light flickered in Roland's eyes, but the deepest darkness still dwelled in the depths of the pupils as deep as the abyss.
Moreover, when he thought of those stupid guys who really regarded these two little guys as fat sheep, Roland couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
If he remembered correctly, the Crystal Lake was a top-secret place that only the top nobles of Fararo could enter.
And, the water goblins-
If Roland remembers correctly, there is only one mountain dweller in this world who has captured the water fairy. That is the blue prince of later generations.
Since he was able to live to be a duke, it shows that the experience of the City of Wealth has definitely not ruined him. In other words, he has eighty percent of the cards that can resist the ubiquitous crisis of the city of wealth.
But......
Roland sneered.
Just because those idiots can't destroy you doesn't mean I can't.
Thinking like this, Roland hid the letter of introduction in his sleeve even deeper.
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β¦β¦ Well, I've been so busy lately, let's hurry up and recommend and collect to soothe the young heart of the ten strings (tea)
Let's guarantee that there will be a double watch celebration during the National Day holiday!