Silver Holy Sword Station.

The current 'Silver Holy Sword' is no longer the small team that needed to seek protection from Nodashir.

Originally, the 'Silver Holy Sword' had a lot of reputation in Arabe and even the entire Cormier, and a ruin excavation rejuvenated the economically troubled team, and the leader of the 'Silver Holy Sword', the Divine Fist of Morrison, spent a lot of money to buy the courtyard of the station in the middle of Arabe, and the story spread on the official forum, and players were speculating how much wealth the 'Silver Sacred Sword' got back from the ruins, so that he made a fortune overnight.

Now the 'Silver Sacred Sword' is firmly in the first place in the list of Cormier's regional teams, and the head of the regiment, Morrison, is the fifth overall in the double list, with his own level of lv17, and at least two pieces of purple equipment of excellent quality.

It's approaching evening.

In the indoor training gym of the station, Morrison was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of cyan cloth pants underneath, his bronzed skin was sparkling with sweat, and the water was circulating on the dragon tattoo on his chest and back, showing the authenticity and hideousness of the tattoo.

"Drink—"

Morrison moved at high speed in the gym, his overlapping fists completely dissolving into a blur.

【A little water】!

【Opening Style】!

【Rapids】!

The warrior monk's advanced professional, the 'Divine Fist Envoy', put on all kinds of incredible attack moves in the gym, locked the alchemy dummies around him, bang, and the flesh fist slammed into the metal man's body, but sputtered dazzling lava stars.

In the middle of the night, Morrison stood up and glanced at the door of the gym, where a snow-white carrier pigeon had already stopped. The Divine Fist Envoy walked over suspiciously, extracted the letter and checked it, and his fist immediately clenched fiercely.

"It's the female lord who summons me!"

"The opportunity of the Silver Holy Sword has come!"

Morrison's eyes showed a deep look of excitement and excitement.

For more than two months. The 'Silver Holy Sword' was in the limelight in Arabe, and it was praised and recognized by many high-ranking nobles, but only the female lord who lived in the White Mage Tower had never expressed anything, nor did she have a commendation order, nor did she have a reward of condolences, let alone a personal summons from the female lord.

The Divine Fist always held a breath in his heart. To prove himself to the High Lord of Arabe, and now the female lord is summoning him, it means that the female lord has noticed him!

The hard work that has been going on has paid off. How could Morrison not be excited. As long as the female lord approves of the 'Silver Sacred Sword', the team will be able to compete for the first place in Cormier in the future.

But the Divine Fist Envoy didn't know that at this moment, in the northern steppe of Arabe, there was the leader of the third team. Received a summons letter from the female lord.

The orc outpost camp was set on fire.

scattered across the land with black-gray wreckage. Malthus, the leader of the 'Glory Alliance', threw the letter paper he had seen in his hand into a pile of flames that had not yet been extinguished, staring at the paper that was quickly turning to ashes, although there was joy in his eyes, but it was more rational and thoughtful.

"What's wrong?"

Malthus's girlfriend, the human druid Doreen, squeezed over and asked with concern.

Some of the players the Charr know, the wanderer 'Giant Rat', and the orc warrior 'Gollum'. The mage 'Black Robe', and a core elite of the 'Glory Alliance' that Charles didn't know. Scattered on the ruins of the orc camp.

"That's it for today!" Malthus glanced at his girlfriend softly, and then opened his voice and said to the members: "Everyone go back to the city and go offline early, have a good rest, and you may have to do something big tomorrow morning!" ”

The rest of the group returned in groups, but the 'Big Rat', 'Gollum' and 'Black Robe', who were closer to Malthus, surrounded them.

"Hey, Malthus, won't you explain?" The Wanderer, Big Rat, Big Rat, Big Rat, asked with a grin as he put his elbow on the Human Overseer's shoulder.

With a hint of helplessness in his eyes, Malthus said in a deep voice: "The female lord has summoned me!" ”

"What?!"

Who else could the female lord of Arabe?

The rat jumped up in shock, and rubbed his hands excitedly when he landed, "I can finally see the true goddess." I've been fascinated by Ms. Milman for a long time, and she still seems to be single, right? ”

"Be serious!"

The usually rough human druid Doreen straightened his face and glared fiercely at the wanderer. She was keenly aware of the summons of the female lord, which contained a certain deep meaning.

"Nine times out of ten, it's a team task." The mage 'Black Robe' said a sentence at this time, pointing directly to the essence, "Our Glory Battle Alliance is the team that ranks second in the Cormier region, and since the female lord has summoned us, then the 'Silver Holy Sword', which ranks first, should also be summoned. ”

Malthus didn't think of this, and looked at the 'black robe' in disbelief, and after a little thought, he felt that the speculation of this fellow mage was extremely true.

"Let's go back first, I'm going to get to the Sky Garden by six o'clock this afternoon." Malthus first beckoned his horse, turned over and sat down, and then poked the horse with the spurs on the back of his armored boots, and the spur carried him to speed up towards the town.

"Malthus is in a hurry."

Seeing this, the wanderer 'Big Mouse and Big Rat' laughed maliciously: "Maybe Malthus also wants to witness the goddess as soon as possible...... Oh no, Ms. Millman's true face. ”

When he said the second half of the sentence, he was stared at coldly by Malthus's genuine female ticket Doreen, so he quickly changed his words.

……

Sky Garden.

At this time, the sunset had just cast a golden sunset over the tranquil garden, and on a wooden bench in the park, an owl resembling a golden sculpture was chatting with a priest in a white robe.

"The remnants of the ancient Arcane Empire?"

The priest frowned slightly, "What is the ruin, and how dangerous is it?" ”

"There is nothing left of the Arcane Empire that is not dangerous." The eyes of the owl archduke Mebius Lingjun were filled with a hint of banter, "Let's just say that, legendary professionals may not dare to trespass on any of the Nether ruins unscrupulously. ”

Charles had already heard of this, and it was not surprising to him, he was strange that since the female lord was interested in the things in the ruins, it would be better to take it herself, so why bother the player.

He voiced his doubts, causing the Archduke of the owl to laugh.

"You're right, Reverend Charles, Milman is just too lazy." Mebius winked at him, but Charles was so distraught that he didn't dare answer.

Sure enough, a faint female voice suddenly came from the park path: "Mebius, your mouth, the older you live, the more you don't know what to do." ”

Ahem.

Charles stood up and bowed slightly to the female lordess.

The sudden arrival of the female lord Milman looked at the priest and said slowly: "The reason why I didn't go in person is because the Great Desert is under the surveillance of the Netherworld City, and if the Netherworld Prince discovers my traces, so he is hostile to Alabe and against Cormier, this is my responsibility." (To be continued.) )