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Name: Osveld

Gender: Male

Height: 1.75m/ Weight: 74kg.

Age: 32 years old,

Hobbies: Unknown.

Strength Rating: Second-level soldier (cold-hearted, not suitable for arguing with others, due to the mystery of the backer, one of the third-level vigilant figures in Debang.) ）

Location: The small town of Tigul, a retail commoner.

……

A small antique painting shop, Oswigh had to enter casually with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Calligraphy and painting scenery is a hobby for many people, and people who appreciate beauty always like to go to such a place.

……

Bill turned the small pistol in his hand, yawned, and was slightly conscious.

After doing this all afternoon, his body was tired, but he still got up lazily and moved.

"Finally moved."

With a small pistol inserted into his waist, Bill went downstairs and grabbed some snacks for his own dinner.

"What a busy guest......"

As Bill left the hotel, the man behind him said.

Walking into the dark streets of the sunset, the people did not decrease at all, Bill shook his head slightly, looked at the people living in happiness and leisure, and a trace of comfort flashed in his heart, hoping that his own girls would live happily and carefree......

The thought of those people, now all recruited under his own personal command, Bill felt a parchment in his throat, and he had no idea how to face them in the future.

Still, it's enough to be happy, Bill thought.

Following the location of this memory, he soon saw this small calligraphy and painting shop.

"Huh-"

Looking at the small, dark-toned house, Bill thought of a tragic encounter he had had, one of his most memorable moments, nearly bleeding from his life.

"It's good that I'm not dead—"

Bill chuckled, sincerely thanking the glass of red wine that had saved his life, if it weren't for the two of them who owed and gluttony, then he would definitely die first......

Entering the room, a light and elegant charm and the aroma of books came to the face, which instantly made people feel refreshed.

glanced at the two people in the room, and there were a lot of paintings on the walls and the couplets of tables and chairs.

"Huh? What a coincidence? ”

Bill was surprised to see the man he knew.

Osway turned his head, not giving Bill a good look, and he stood on a shelf level, as if looking for something.

"I just finished dinner, so I came here to take a stroll, I didn't expect you to have this hobby."

Bill saw the shopkeeper, slowly retracted his pistol, strolled forward casually, admired the calligraphy and paintings around him, and spoke more casually.

Osway had to ignore Bill, only to meet such an annoying guy when he was in a bad mood.

Bill walked up to him unconsciously.

"Hey, brother, I'll ask you a question." Bill cleared his throat, "Are you a sin against someone?" Or sit down and do something wrong. ”

Oswig turned abruptly and glared at him, "Boy, the biggest mistake I've ever done is to drink that glass of wine you gave me!" ”

After saying that, he snorted coldly, didn't look at Bill's stunned and frightened look, turned around and walked two steps, grabbed the three strange scrolls on the table that were wrapped and closed, and then strode away.

The little boss looked at Bill standing in place, and greeted him casually, "You can go too!" It's closed. ”

Bill laughed suddenly, as if he hadn't heard it.

"The charm of ink is in the form of God...... I once met a man who could write. ”

"This guest, it's really going to close."

"That man, I know, his name is Kuroki."

"Hello? You...... I don't accept calligraphy and paintings. The boss replied.

Bill stared into his eyes, his tone compulsive.

"He's a witcher, and in short, a murderer......"

The boss shuddered at the tone that suddenly became threatening.

Bill said lightly, "If you have any problems here, close the door and run away as soon as possible!" Otherwise, I promise you won't survive tonight......"

With a slight smile, he silently walked to the door, and Bill reminded him again. "By the way, this is not alarmist!"

The voice fell, and then he left without hurrying.

"It's really fast-"

As twilight fell, Bill's murderous intent slowly rose, and in the direction he had in mind, Bill moved forward confidently.

A hundred meters away, the luxurious tea house is the most luxurious building in Tigur Town, and in a private room separated by two floors, two mediocre dressed people sat face to face.

Osvid, and his buyers.

The goods bought and sold were naturally the mysterious scrolls of three solid metal wraps in his hand.

Bill went to the teahouse and rented a house for the time being, accompanied by a servant.

Each tea house is separated by a curtain, and the view from above is open, so you can look at the sky.

A complimentary cup of tea is held up by a white disk in the center of a classic tea table with dark nanmu.

The servants dispersed, and Bill sat alone around the tea table.

The tea on the table, to quench his thirst, Bill drank it all.

His gaze rested on a light-colored curtain, and behind it was the person he was looking for.

"Unexpectedly, another big fish ......"

The voice next door, Bill heard clearly.

And the next conversation is even more unpredictable.

"After coming so far, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?" Auswid's voice was recognizable to Bill, but the meaning of the words was ambiguous and incomprehensible.

"I can't go back, it's enough for things to go back." The man smiled faintly, his tone was easy-going, and he didn't care about his life or death at all.

……

Bill's fingers twitched slightly, tapping the table with interest, making a crisp ticking sound.

It seems that there is a good show to watch.

The conversation between the two continued, and the smell of gunpowder became even stronger.

As the focus of the conversation between the two, it was the object in Oswid's hand, and the three scrolls were by no means unusual.

Of course, no one really saw what it was.

Bill was intrigued by this.

The-for-tat voice continued, and it couldn't escape Bill's ears

"Are you sure you want to be our enemy?"

"Who killed the deer, it is not yet known!"

"It seems that you don't know very well."

"Isn't that a forbidden place for mercenaries?"

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Night, at last, came.

Bill's eyes flickered red for a moment.

Slowly raised his head, unobstructed.

The next moment, he saw the trader opposite Osveld raise his hand, put it on the table, and then raised a finger.

Bill's eyes froze before he realized the difference in the finger, and was startled by a loud explosion, followed by the color of flames

The explosion, starting from the center of that finger, rushed in all directions, causing a sudden destruction.

The tent around Bill was also blown away in the flames of the explosion.

Osvid's body was blown up beyond recognition in an instant.

And the three mysterious picture scrolls contained in the secret metal, intact, were bounced high by the explosion.

In the stairwell of the tea house on the second floor, a silhouette dressed in black appeared again.

He just beckoned, attracted the scroll, then gave Bill a cold look, and went downstairs.

The more it goes, the more interesting it gets......

The noise has awakened, and people are projecting their attention to this side.

Bill instantly became invisible, jumped out of the messy second floor, and rolled downstairs.

The man wrapped in black had already run out of a hundred miles.

Bill held his breath and drifted away like a ghost, through the crowd of people everywhere.

"Want to run?"

The man's extremely fast speed, combined with his extremely dexterous figure, was clearly exposed to Bill's eyes, and in the locking of the moonlight perspective, Bill's speed was also a few points faster.

In one minute, the two ran hundreds of meters at the same time.

During this time, Bill noticed that there was a flying unit flying in the sky, a whizzing shadow, and Bill still saw his appearance clearly, it seemed to be the pterodactyl dragoons he had seen before.

Bill didn't think much of it, and sped fast.

"As long as you're a human, there's a limit!"

He doesn't plan to give up the pursuit, because that person is definitely involved a lot, and he is not a simple character!

To the east, that's the direction in which the two are running!

It wasn't until he had been running for a long time that the man stopped panting and took the time to breathe heavily.

Bill never stopped the pursuit, and when he saw him stop for a moment, he increased his speed again.

Here, it's already outside the town.

In the distance, there are only a few villages and huts lined with forests, as well as crops.

"Two hours, good physical fitness......"

Bill praised him, continuous vigorous exercise, two hours, is considered the physical fitness of a normal first-order soldier, very qualified.

It wasn't until the last few breaths that he was at the man's side in an instant.

"You're not, are you from Debang?"

The ghostly sound resounded all around, making this person confused and frightened.

Bill appeared, as if falling from the sky.

Looking the man up and down, Bill judged that she was a woman based on her size. "It seems that you are not a soldier of a normal system......"

The man finally knew that it wasn't a hell, but he was even more frightened in his heart, and he clutched the scroll in his hand, and then slowly retreated, pulling away from Bill.

"You can't escape." Bill said lightly, as if he had seized her fate.

Sure enough, Bill pulled out his pistol in the next second.

The person on the other side who still wanted to retreat, the black figure paused, and then was obviously stunned.

Her mouth was bitter: "Don't shoot......"

"Come here!?" Bill didn't expect that she actually knew this high-level thing, and he was immediately satisfied, and said in his mouth.

The person under the black wrap took off his hat, revealing a very clean and young melon seed face, and then stepped forward nervously.

Bill reached out and grabbed three cylinders of metal.

"Say it! Who are you? If I am satisfied with the answer, I will consider whether to let you go. ”

"Are you a soldier of Debang......" She stared straight at the scroll in Bill's hand, her eyes were full of unwillingness, and she calmed her breath and made a feminine voice.

"Sort of!" Bill nodded. "Answer my question!"

"I'm an international mercenary ......"

If you say that it sounds good, it is mercenaries, but if it doesn't sound good, it is a group of secret groups like killers, and they are all the same kind of people.

"Huh? What about the forbidden places for mercenaries? ”

"Piltover ......"

Phi City, theoretically, is free of these jealous elements and outsiders, because their technology is too advanced to monitor everything. Even if it reaches the point of completion, it is like sweeping up the dust, sweeping away all the bad guys who are not good for the city. So, no dark forces can infiltrate that city......

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