Chapter 3 Medicine is Rare

The Flann Town Armament Office, located on the edge of the town, is inconspicuous, if it weren't for a shield and sword warrior standing guard at the door, I would have thought it was an old mansion.

Vitruvius, who was separated from Vikrant, asked many passers-by to find the armaments office.

Witt respectfully presented his intention to the shield warrior standing guard.

The shield warrior glanced at Werther, and suddenly punched Werther in the chest, fast and urgent, Werther snorted and took a half step back.

The shield sword warrior nodded and said, "Yes, it is so strong, it has indeed reached the limit of mortals. Register and you'll be able to go in and report. ”

As Werther wrote his name and place of origin, the Shield Sword Warrior said again, "You came from the temple?" ”

Dimension nodded in response.

The shield sword warrior said: "The opportunity to use the probe crystal for free, a kindler, waste, you should use it after awakening the power of the ancestors, then use the probing crystal is more valuable, have you reached the limit of mortals, come and let me punch you, don't you know?" Why waste this opportunity. ”

Werther pandered: "Yes, yes, it's a waste, you should go to your lordship, here to test, it's useless to regret it now." ”

In fact, Werther did not have any regrets in his heart, just kidding, who knows if your punch is accurate, in case your judgment is wrong, and you rashly take the bloodline enlightenment potion, wouldn't it be your own life, at this point, the temple probing crystal, it is still trustworthy, and the legendary warriors are all using it, are they not as clear about their own bodies.

After Witt entered the armament office, he walked through the porch, and there was an open school field, where seven or eight shield and sword warriors could be seen fighting, sword striking shield block, ding ding dong, knocking you back and forth.

To Werther's surprise, these shield sword warriors seemed to be similar to him, didn't they all awaken the power of the ancestors?

This discovery made Werther feel shocked.

A stout old warrior walked up to Werther, opened his hands in a gesture of welcome, and smiled, "Oh, welcome, young warrior, I am the Captain of the Ten here, you can call me Captain Barn." You are our fresh blood. Come, lads, you have a new companion, give him a shield and a sword, and make him look a little more formidable. ”

A moment later, Witt wore a military iron helmet on his head, wearing inlaid iron armor, holding a fine iron sword in one hand and an iron wooden shield in the other, and stood in the crowd, and immediately looked exactly like those shield and sword warriors in the school field.

Standing in a row, there are exactly 9 shield and sword warriors.

The more Bath looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and said: "Yes, yes, it's finally full, plus me, I, the ten-captain, finally live up to my name." ”

It's just that Vitruvius's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't help it, and asked, "Excuse me, Lord Barn, what about that bloodline enlightenment potion?" ”

As soon as this statement came out.

The atmosphere of joy, harmony, and welcoming the recruits quickly cooled down.

Ten-Captain Barn's smile quickly froze on his face.

Like Vitruvius, the other eight recruits looked at Captain Barn with eager anticipation.

Barn had to sigh: "If you don't push down from above, I can't help it, now the armament department is the same, and the medicine is tight." ”

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In the dark night, the small town of Fran, the dark alleys.

It's a place where warblers and thieves meet.

A figure, walking through the alley, not missing any scenery, he stretched out a pair of skillful hands at any time, passed by the side of the warbler, stroked the peak, flicked his hips and left, this kind of behavior of taking advantage of the advantage without paying made the warbler very angry.

But they saw clearly that Vikrant's young and handsome face, full of anger, turned into spring water, flowing eastward. Yanran smiled and shouted earnestly: "Handsome guy, don't go, come in and sit." ”

It's a pity that Vikrant left only a back, dimmed, disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

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"How?" Vikrant stretched out a pair of hands, each of which contained several pieces, which turned out to be women's underwear and obscene pants.

In the darkness, there were bursts of exclamations, such as: "Ten fingers to keep incense hands, flower butterfly hands, flying dragon to explore the clouds, almighty hands, thief seedlings" and other comments.

"Humph! What a skill it is to steal the things of a bunch of mortal women! There was also a cold snort from someone in the darkness.

But immediately someone retorted: "This is all worn inside, your black-eyed Qiao has awakened the power of the ancestors, why don't you try it?" ”

"He could, but it would take 300 rounds."

"yes, I don't think I can fight for that long."

"I think so."

"Huh...

The darkness is full of mockery.

The black-eyed Qiao Lao was ashamed and angry, and angrily put the knife, clattered, and the silver light shone brightly, and it was already a scimitar out of the sheath.

There was a sudden silence all around.

I don't know who muttered quietly: "The sword is drawn so loudly, are you a berserker?" ”

Black-eyed Joe looked for prestige, but it was empty.

I couldn't help but be even more annoyed.

The scene was frozen.

At this time, a pure voice sounded: "Everyone, I am the Shadow Warrior of the Shadow Guild. As long as you join our Shadow Guild, you can easily obtain the Bloodline Enlightenment Potion. ”

The voice of temptation sounded, but the wanderer hiding in the darkness was indifferent.

Darkness has dark rules.

Since ancient times, the Wanderer has been a "quest bounty, and you get paid for completing a quest".

Reputable Thieves' Guilds will come up with the task of Bloodline Enlightenment Potion, and the Wanderers will naturally complete it, whether it's stealing or assassinating.

Join the organization, this is the warrior's way of survival.

Every loiter is a freelancer, and who wants to be tied down?

"Hee-hee, Shadow Warrior-sama, can I get a potion if I say join?" In the dark, a wanderer quipped.

"Of course not, you're going to take me with me to Aktam, or you can see this as a mission."

"How do we trust you?" In the darkness, the voice of the wanderer rang out again.

These thieves in the dark areas have been craving bloodline enlightenment potions for too long.

"Black-eyed Joe!" The Shadow Warrior only said these three words.

Black-eyed Joe is also a thief and gangster who wanders in Fran's Town, and since he found out that he has reached the limit of mortals, he is also extremely eager for the Bloodline Enlightenment Potion, but he can't ask for it, just a quasi-professional who has reached the limit of mortals and is eager to obtain the Bloodline Enlightenment Potion almost every day in the temple of Fran Town.

One year, two years, three years when he was almost desperate, out of nowhere, a "Shadow Guild" that he had never heard of before recruited people, and prescribed the conditions of "Bloodline Enlightenment Potion", in the world of thieves, this kind of guild organization without any reputation record was almost ignored. Few wanderers would believe their promises, but the Bloodline Enlightenment Potion was too tempting for would-be professionals, and in the spirit of giving it a try, there were at least seven of the Wanderers in Fran's Town, including Black-Eyed Joe.

Two months later, Black-Eyed Joe returned, saying that he had awakened the power of the Ancestors.

Today, it is the black-eyed Qiao who has successfully awakened, returned to his hometown, and is ready to come back in front of those former peers, shaking his majesty, but the limelight seems to have been robbed by a stinky boy who came out of nowhere.

Thinking of this, Black-Eyed Joe glared at Vikrant viciously again.

"Black-eyed Joe, you broke through, who knows?"

When the black-eyed Qiao heard this, his face was overjoyed, no one fought with him, how could he make him shake his majesty.

"Ugly monkey, right, don't hide, come and fight with me, you will know your black-eyed brother, have you broken through?"

"Come on, I can't beat you in the first place, you are a berserker, who will fight you?"

Black-eyed Joe looked around, and all the figures in the darkness flinched.

"Phew, it's all fucking bastard."

The shadow warrior in the dark was also annoyed, he originally wanted to show the wanderers how the Shadow Guild let the waste counterattack, in order to show the strength of the Shadow Guild, but it turned out that this black-eyed Joe was originally a scimitar thief with a hard bridge and a hard horse, while the other wanderers in Fran Town seemed to be all thieves, and they all took the road with no skill.

"You come and fight me!" Black-eyed Joe, scimitar pointed at Vikrant.

"Me? Hehe, I don't have a weapon. Rand spread his hands.

Syllable! A dark dagger was stuck at Vikrant's feet.

It's like sticking tofu into it.

Vikrant's feet can be stones.

Vikrant solemnly drew his dagger, which was dark and heavy, and did not reflect in the darkness of the night.

If you look closely, there is a faint glow floating from the blade.

This dagger, the assassin's best weapon, is said to be an extraordinary-level weapon, and some people believe it.

There was amazement all around.

The shadow warrior's voice sounded again: "Take it and use it, no matter if you win or lose, it's all yours." ”

Vikrant wants to be a thief, but it doesn't mean that he is afraid of fighting, on the contrary, fighting a thief who has just entered the awakening period, what a good opportunity.

The Dark Dagger danced into a flower of knives in Vikrant's hand, and then retracted and disappeared, as if by magic, and Rand remained empty.

Rand glanced at it defiantly, spread his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled, as if to say: Come on.

Seeing Rand's appearance, black-eyed Joe gradually lost control of his emotions, his face gradually distorted, suppressing his anger, and finally he couldn't restrain himself, and roared angrily: "I'm going to cut your face in half!" ”

Anger erupts like a volcano.

He really deserves to be a berserker, and that's a berserk skill.

The sword light is like a curtain, and the silver light is leaking to the ground.

The figure is like a charm, and the rush is like the wind.

There was a crisp sound of weapons clashing, and the two were already far away, and the wanderers in the darkness swept out of the shadows one after another, following the two of them to fight.

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"Oh, young warriors, don't go, come every day, go every day, I'm a public toilet here!" Barn, the captain of the ten, stopped the three young warriors.

But Barn could not stop them from their determined steps, they planned to try their luck in other cities, they took off their iron armor, took off their helmets, put down their shields, threw away their long swords, and without looking back, they left.

They didn't have a contract with the Armaments Service, so they left if they wanted.

In fact, none of the other fighters in the armaments department have signed a contract, they are all waiting for the opportunity to sign a contract.

Vitruvius was dumbfounded, he didn't want to sell himself at first, and now he doesn't even have a chance to sell himself.

Yesterday he was a recruit, today he is a veteran.

It's not that I don't understand, it's that the world is getting faster.