As a mission issued to the Contractors, the battle to destroy the Assassins was initially a headache for the Contractors.

Each location could be turned into a battlefield for the Assassins to harass and assault. Syndicate mercenaries, who are adept at using shadows to conceal their figures, skillfully harass the bell tower by relying on the terrain of the bell tower, and as soon as the enemies they fight against are killed in the bell tower, they leap into the adjoining baron's palace and hide in two or three clever turns; When the other party broke into the gloomy villa of the Baron's Mansion to search, these excellent stalkers jumped through the window and jumped into the square in all directions...... When the enraged contractors caught up to the plaza along the road, they saw that the Assassins, who should have been chased away, had climbed the open staircase outside the bell tower and waved their arms at them......

Because of the advantages brought by the combination of geographical advantages and professional characteristics, the contractors were once in a dilemma of getting twice the result with half the effort in the fight between the two sides, and the progress was quite difficult. Even with the help of Sister Tabesa, who has both beauty, wisdom and strength, she obviously took a lot of effort and thought, and there were still very few enemies who successfully killed her. Not only that, but the endless sneak attacks also sharply challenged their patience - being attacked is actually not a big deal for the contractor with a digital body, and they are all mentally prepared for this - but you fucking don't run!!

In the eyes of most people, this was entirely due to the fact that the Assassins had fallen into the vile habits of the wind at the slightest defeat. However, the local tyrant who has so many general points that he can casually open a temporary team channel, Weidenfeller, doesn't think so.

“Guten Tag，Magier！” (Good day, magician)

Weidenfeller greeted politely, his demeanor a bit rigid, and a frank enthusiasm that could not be concealed by rigid manners.

After lunch and recuperation, as everyone checked their weapons or counted their supplies, he went straight to a certain "veteran" who once again seemed outnumbered in the crowd. In the midst of the busy kitchen knives, the mage stood alone, dressed in a red robe, thoughtful; It is impossible to say whether he is disappointed or satisfied because of this unintentional alienation. Hearing Weidenfeller's words, he looked up and smiled back, and replied habitually, "Bal'a dash, malanore." (Hello, Traveler)

Just as the former's German was directly translated in Jin Shaolan's mind through the nightmare imprint, as soon as he said this, Weidenfeller also knew what he meant and the "language" he used. Seeing that Wei Dengfeller's face couldn't help but become a little weird, Jin Shaolan couldn't help but be slightly embarrassed when he reacted, and he hurriedly changed his words and said, "...... I'm sorry. Good day, Mr. Commander. ”

"Hello."

"The Tyrant" said with some clarity that it was different from his previous performance in battle, and people couldn't help but wonder that maybe the previous one was actually his twin brother, especially after just seeing a "holiday horror scroll":

"I'm 'Weidenfeller.'"

After thinking about it, he added:

"It's the 'Weidenfeller' of the decorated goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller, who won the European Championship for Germany in 2004."

I'm someone who doesn't care about football, I know that Euro 2004 wasn't Germany winning the tournament, they were the goalkeeper, I don't know who it was, it wasn't Weidenfeller......

——Although the complaints that couldn't help but emerge in my heart were gushing like the water of the Yellow River, Jin Shaolan still maintained a polite smile and said in a just right tone,

"That's a great player, and I think you're very proud of your phenomenal goalkeeper!"

This was obviously a very appropriate answer, and Weidenfeller's demeanor suddenly became much more lively. Unlike Jin Shaolan's guess, although Weidenfeller's enthusiasm became obvious and understandable, he did not enthusiastically introduce the feat of Weidenfeller with the same surname on the green field, but still controlled the topic on the task released by Dalaran in front of him.

"Magier, first of all, please accept the thank you I am offering on behalf of others. In addition, we have just discussed, and we will all try to cooperate with you in the next battle this afternoon, so if you need anything, or have any requests for us, please do not hesitate to advise. ”

In his opinion, the fundamental reason why the contractors are inferior is that the contractors are all loners and unruly tempers, and their organization is not even as good as that of mercenaries who take money to do things, and they lack effective cooperation with each other. To put it bluntly, they are a group of powerful thorns, attracted by a bright prospect, and they have formed a noisy pile.

…… It's like the traditional "fox hunting" activity that the neighbor of the island nation is proud of. The hounds are actually fighting on their own in their own small groups, and they just put the appearance of "acting together" on their bodies as a cloak. If you don't solve this problem, you can only sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire under this appearance, and on the contrary, once you successfully jump out of the trap, almost all the problems will be solved.

"Well, I don't really have any advice that would help you, no, I don't know anything about this kind of field." His interlocutors said that the attitude was gentle and decent, and that there was a slight detachment in the friendliness. "As you can see, I'm not a person who has anything to do with fighting or fighting. I'm really sorry about that. I hope you will understand. ”

"Nein, magier, I think there is some misunderstanding between us." Weidenfeller still said with a straight look, but the thin crow's feet at the corners of his eyes gathered into a smile: "I don't have any similar unrealistic illusions about you. Actually, what I'd like to know is ......"

He seemed to think about the wording for a moment, and finally said frankly: "If you intend to do the same thing as you did in the morning, whether you intend to do it or not, it is enough for you to do what you want, and 'what will bother you?' We'll make adjustments during the battle, so you don't have to worry about that. ”

I don't know why, Jin Shaolan always felt that Weidenfeller was smiling under a serious face. He soon confirmed that this was not a delusion, as Weidenfeller added: "You must have always been a lone contractor, Magier?" ”

Before he could react to this malice, as if nothing had happened, Weidenfeller calmly took out an oilcloth-wrapped object about a foot long: "Of course, although we are not sure if we can help you, I hope this will come in handy to you, Magier. ”

As the oilcloth was uncovered, the things wrapped underneath attracted Jin Shaolan, making him ignore the "indignation" brought about by the previous malice. At first glance, this thing looks like a woodcut handicraft, a curved-necked swan with wings spread; The swan is prostrate, and the sculptor exaggerates and stretches its wings to the sides, making it stretch into asymmetrical curved columns on the left and right sides, and adding beams near the top; Thin wheat-colored sheep intestines are wound around it, outlining parallel lines.

Although with the fracture of one side of the curved column, the swan folded its wings, and the sheep intestines were messy and no longer had a parallel beauty, it was not difficult to restore its original appearance in his mind, and at the same time as he took it from Weidenfeller's hand, Jin Shaolan's nightmare mark also came with a hint, "Short Lile (damaged)", ordinary items, can not be brought out of this world and does not have any equipment buffs, gray store goods. Selling to Nightmare Space can also get some common points, but looking at Weidenfeller's performance, this kind of value is better than nothing, and it is obviously similar to Bill Gates's refusal to bend down to pick up the hundred dollars that he dropped on the ground......

After listening to Wei Dengfeller's explanation, Jin Shaolan knew that during the morning mission, he "accidentally" demolished half of the broken house in the battle, which he found in the ruins, because he saw that the "red-robed mage" had no musical instruments, so he brought it over to take a look, in case it would be an unexpected joy if it could come in handy. Now that "in case" comes true, Weidenfeller is naturally quite satisfied, and Jin Shaolan has once again raised his evaluation of Weidenfeller in his heart.

Weidenfeller had passed the process, but Jin Shaolan could tell that he was consciously searching for the ruins of Alterac. Not only did Bauer implicitly mention in his remarks in the tavern "Gilded Roses" that "these rats still seem to be rummaging through the cabinets there", even without this hint, given that it was not a day or two that the Syndicate had used the former city of Alterac as a temporary stronghold, there was a high probability that some clues about their plan of action and purpose would be found in the ruins—so it was quite sympathetic to bring the short liel back to him, and it should not be an accident that it was found in the ruins, It was a by-product of Weidenfeller's search for information.

Confirming that only one side of the swan's wings was broken, Jin Shaolan was very happy that he was a director, and even more happy that he was a niche literary director, he asked the "three soldiers" for a short piece of fishing line, tightly tied to the broken place, and after fixing it, this short liel could barely work!

When the tarpaulin is removed, the liel exudes a peculiar smell mixed with a slight sweet aroma of medicine, and when the fingers twist it gently, you can clearly feel the smoothness of the beeswax applied to the strings. Although it has been buried in an abandoned house for many days, the thread made of sheep intestines is quite elastic to the touch. As the tuning columns are re-tightened one by one, the strings emit several melodious notes under the long lanky fingers.