"Benson, are those two lichs?"

"No, sir, that thing doesn't exist. It's just that he wears a mask with a more elaborate workmanship. Also, their trinkets are inverted crosses, which I suspect are from the Cult of the Dark God. ”

"The Cult of the Dark God?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it's a disguise. ”

"Anyway, you'll have to get in touch with them. ”

"But sir, there are only five of us, wouldn't it be dangerous to deal rashly with these guys who are sure to make a profit? Besides, the people of the Cult of Light are staying at home now, if they know about it......"

"It is precisely because they are good for their word that they will not act rashly, as for the Cult of the Illuminati...... Which of you would like to be a dog for the priests?"

Benson the swordsman shouted, "They're coming towards us, and my God, they've spotted us." ”

A crossbowman named Dominic shouted: "Wait, their weapons are behind them, they haven't taken them out, they still come with their hands outstretched, no hostility, no hostility!"

"In any case, we just need to be ready. ”

At this time, Duck and Isabella had already walked straight in front of the five people, and the two of them spread their hands and greeted the five people opposite: "Hi, hello." ”

Benson stepped forward and said, "Hello, I don't know who you two are, where are you going?"

Duck glanced at the men who were waiting behind him, smiled, and took off the ghost fire mask: "Darker and Isabella, the Doranders, are going to visit a friend in Jacque. I don't know how many of you are ......."

The old man behind Benson walked over, this man was a big red-faced man, with a big red rosacea nose, short and stout, and his voice was like a bell: "My name is Brand, I am a trader, I have some good goods on hand, and I want to ship them from Rosild Village." This road, the two of them know, don't pay taxes. ”

Duck laughed, "Of course, we have our lives on the line, and we still need to pay taxes?"

This sentence was very appetizing to Brand, and he laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad." If two people dare to walk here, their skills must be extraordinary—why don't they take a boat in the harbor?"

Duck told the truth: "I was accidentally cheated out of my ticket, so I had to try my luck by land in the Kergomo Strait." ”

Brand laughed and said, "My brother is really a bold man." Great, our Chamber of Commerce is in the port of the Kgomo Strait, and there are still dozens of ships. Are you two interested in coming with us? After this shipment, I will send them to Jagenke. ”

Duck secretly slandered: Lao Tzu was cheated of the ferry ticket, you said it's great, shouldn't you beat him up?

Isabella said in the team chat: "That's right, Dark, can't we use the identity of the smuggler's guard to cover up, can't we sneak into the village of Rohilde in a grand manner?"

"That's right, but I don't think these guys are like ordinary smugglers, let's see how it goes. With that, Duck raised his voice and said, "Then trouble everyone." ”

"Well said, well said. You two are members of the Cult of the Dark God, right? I wonder if there are any special taboos here?"

"Nope. ”

Benson obviously didn't have a good impression of Duck and Isabella, and said defiantly: "I'm a devout member of the Cult of the Illuminati, and I have to pray before every meal, so I won't offend you, right?"

"The dark gods are tolerant, and we can live peacefully with any pagan who is clean and respectful of the rights of others. ”

Benson choked on this sentence, snorted coldly, and walked to the back of the group.

Duck chatted with Brand for a while. Brand has a chamber of commerce that deals in the trade from the Kergomo Strait to Jagenk, and there is a lot of overland business from the Strait to the Whiskening Ice Field.

It's hard to say about sea trade, but this land trade is sparsely populated, and the only thing that can be done is smuggling. This kind of smuggler is a kind of desperate guy, and now Brand has taken the initiative to show favor because he wants to increase his combat power.

"Brother Dark, I see you have a lot of backs?"

Duck said, "Not much, just a gun, a knife, a war hammer." Far away from the cannon hitting, close to the war hammer long knife. ”

Dominic, who was behind Brand, sneered, and when he saw Brand turning around in displeasure, he quickly shut up.

Duck smiled, "It's okay, you can say whatever you want." I would also like to hear the opinions of experienced seniors. ”

Seeing that Darker was not angry because of the abruptness of his subordinates, Brand's face softened slightly: "Since Brother Duck said so, Dominic, tell me, why are you laughing?"

"If it were me, I would choose one of the three and give up the other two. At present, the division of labor in small group operations is very clear, a soldier is a warrior, a shooter is a shooter, and there is no omniscient and all-powerful profession. The more weapons, the more complicated the operation and the easier it is to get scrambling. Dominic paused, thinking that it might be disrespectful to others to say this, and added, "Of course, if you are extraordinary and can play, then it is not for me to be a little crossbowman who can comment freely, after all, everyone wants to be an all-rounder." ”

Duck laughed: "This big brother is right. ”

Isabella was unhappy, and said in the team chat: "Dark, his eyes obviously look down on people!"

"Because Lala has been in a lot of battles, he doesn't, we stand tall and see far, and he lies on his stomach—what's the need to be like him?

"You're right, but I'm not convinced. ”

Darker smiled, turned to Dominic, and said, "We in the Cult of the Dark God have always respected all-rounders, and warriors can also be auxiliary, and priests can also draw swords and slash. ”

Bensen, who had just turned to the back of the team, turned back at some point, and interjected: "Your teaching's words are a bit ......."

Before the braggart could be spoken, Brand flew up and kicked him over. He was so frightened that he quickly got up and knelt down: "Master, master, the little one has lost his words, he has lost his words!"

Brand had a frost on his face: "Benson, your mouth is as big as your guts." Who gave you the guts to talk nonsense about the Cult of the Dark God?"

Brand's intentions are obvious, which force does not have arrogant megalomaniac under its hands? Just for a braggadocio word, you knocked down the entire Dark God Cult with one stroke? Isn't this nothing to do?

Duck waved his hand and said, "It seems that this brother doesn't believe it, so let me demonstrate it, there is a stone in front of me, and I will hit it." ”

Everyone looked ahead, and three hundred paces away, there was indeed a bulge hidden under the snow.

Dominic kindly reminded: "The caliber of your gun is so big, I think it is going to be a curved shot, right?"

"Yes. ”

"At such a distance, the bullet will be fluttering, and now the northwest wind is blowing, and the angle correction must also be taken into account. ”

Brand also said: "Now that the snow is heavy, I can't see clearly, I'll forget it." ”

Brand was afraid that once Darker missed, he wouldn't be able to hold his face, but Darker was determined to die to the end, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I've hit targets farther than this." As he spoke, he unloaded the cannon, took a false aim, and with a bang, the cannon was ejected.

Everyone was taken aback, and they opened fire without aiming much?

The cannon burst into its chamber, drawing a crimson trajectory in the air, and it fell rapidly, plunging headlong into the stone, blasting it to pieces.

Everyone praised in unison: "Good archery!"

Brand couldn't help but applaud: "Beautiful archery, beautiful mental arithmetic!"