Diana of the silver moon walked briskly, stopped in the middle of the canopy, and showed her beautiful dance posture in the world, the night sky lady Semia hid behind the darkness, lifted the veil of mystery, and sprinkled her amorous gaze on the mortal world, and the wind sailo carried her bags, rolled up the fallen leaves of late autumn, and tirelessly walked into the distance.

The chirping of birds, noisy all day, now tired and sleeping, the late autumn insects took over the right to speak, singing in every corner of the streets and alleys, so that the city sounded a late autumn sonata.

Singing the praises of the glory of the gods, the clergy in various robes closed the doors of the holy hall one after another, and the holy hymns came from the closed hall, and hundreds of churches praised the gods at the same time, a spectacular scene that took place every evening service.

Every day, the night of the Temple of the Gods, as always.

As time passed, the smell of food began to diffuse in the streets of the Temple of the Gods, and gradually the empty roads after night began to be filled with people again. Changing out of the rigid robes and putting on the personal garments that show their personality, the clergy left the Holy Hall and looked for their own place to spend the night, most of the temples did not refrain from lusting, the long night was the time for the faithful to find happiness, even in this city of churches, there was too much happiness lurking in the night.

"Squeak", the hollow of the tree and the donkey's ears—a tavern with a very strange name—the door was gently pushed open, and five travelers in cloak entered the lively tavern with the cold wind of the night.

As soon as I entered the door, a wave of heat hit my face.

It's not the real temperature that's hot, it's the blazing atmosphere.

While the temperature in the tavern was certainly not low compared to the cold night outside, it was far from the atmosphere as hot as fire.

The small tavern was crowded with hundreds of guests, making the hall of the tavern crowded and extremely noisy.

At the bar at the end of the hall, the arms of several bartenders seemed to have been dragged out of the afterimage, and the shaker turned into the most magical magic prop in their hands, and the glass of colorful and delicious wine was generated from the shaker like magic, and then disappeared into the mouths of the drinkers surrounding the bar.

In the corner of the bar, a few dartboards have become the most popular entertainment items, and at least ten customers dressed as mercenaries gather around the target, let alone the people who watch the excitement nearby.

The target that was originally very ordinary, in the hands of this group of guys, is like playing with flowers, throwing, blindfolded throwing, throwing with the back? What can it be, it belongs to the game of mercenaries, how can it be so simple. Throwing at five targets at the same time, that's just the basics, throwing with your hands? No, no, no, the mercenaries throw with their feet or with their mouths. Sorry, that doesn't score at all, we have to use a dart to draw on the target, the clearer and more complex the image, the higher the score. Seeing that there is no target over there, the silhouette of the beautiful woman on it is like being drawn, surprised, well, it was originally painted to deceive people.

Two shirtless men clasped each other with their hands on the table, their muscles bulged high, their muscles squirmed like snakes with all their might, sweat slipped from the grooves of their muscles, and before they touched the table, they were evaporated into mist by the temperature of their bodies, and several people gathered around the two, pounding the table and shouting frantically, the transparent wine splashed out of the wine glass with the impact, and the pungent smell of alcohol was like lighting a fire for the warm atmosphere.

There were more people on the other side, but it was much quieter, and a group of people didn't dare to breathe, holding their breath and staring at the protagonists at the table. The shiny gold coins are stacked on the table, each one crystal clear, giving off the loveliest light, and the thin cards weigh as much as a thousand pounds in the hand, and each touch makes people's hearts even heavier.

Brilliant lights flickered overhead, fast-paced music stimulated people's hearts, making them beat farther away, the aroma of fat powder diffused in the enclosed space, mixed with the aroma of alcohol, stimulating the most primitive impulse in people's hearts, and the crystal skin with sweat flashed with the swing of the waist, making people can't help but reach out and wipe the water on the skin.

This is the hollow of the tree and the donkey's ears, one of the most famous taverns in the temple of the gods, a wonderful place for mercenaries and devotees of the gods to live in harmony, and a link between the world of gods and mortals.

Located near the gates of the Temple of the Gods, it belongs to the property run by the guardians of the Travelers and the followers of the Wind Cello, who are hopelessly romantic and incorrigibly romantic in their hearts and poetry and distance, and regard the upcoming journey as the most sacred ritual, and do not hesitate to prop up this pre-departure sanctuary for all travelers.

Originally, this was just a very ordinary tavern, where the mercenaries from afar gathered, and the departing travelers also regarded this place as their last stop, where the two sides met, negotiated, ate, and sorted out, making final preparations for the upcoming journey.

However, there is no chaos in the world, and when there are more mercenaries, chaos is formed.

This sentence was originally a slanderous message from the surrounding countries that were defeated by the mercenaries back then, because they were unwilling to fail, but something that even the makers themselves didn't expect happened, well, the mercenaries love to hear it, and they themselves happily spread this sentence more and more widely.

The mercenaries don't care, they don't care at all, for them it's not a slander, it's a boast.

Sitting in the tavern means safety, enjoyment, and revelry, but once you leave the tavern, you have to leave the city and go into the dangerous wilderness, which means fighting, bloodshed, and brutal death.

Life and death, there is only a wall apart, not only mercenaries, everyone sitting in the tree hole and the ears of the donkey knows in their hearts that even if there are mercenaries to protect, but entering the wilderness is gambling on their lives, everyone may die, and they may never be able to return to the safe city, in the face of such a situation, what reason is there not to indulge and laugh to the fullest?

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. The cheers grew from slow to fast, and with a bang, one arm was pressed against the table by the other, and the loser pulled his hair in annoyance, his face flushed, and the winner raised his arms and let out a deafening howl, beating his open chest.

The audience erupted in thunderous cheers, even more excited than their own victory, and a large swath of wine was splashed into the air in the cheers, and several coolly dressed women screamed and pounced, caressing the solid pectoral muscles of the victor mercilessly, and even one of them quickly licked it on the chest, and then let out a shrill laugh like a nymphomaniac.

"Tut-tut, it's so hilarious. Touching his breast, the tallest of the five guests who had broken into the tavern—of course, it was Shure—said regretfully, "It is so bad that we should bring them over and reprimand them in the secret room, and influence them with the mercy of the Lord." ”

There is no doubt that the evaluation of the obvious impure purpose is only exchanged for white eyes, and the new priest, Tarina, although she is no longer young, still can't stand this, so she has to hang her head and keep drawing circles on her chest, praying to the almighty Lord of the Dark Moon to punish these shameless sinners. But the great Lord Lisa, who has long been well-informed, what is this little scene? The girl kept holding Shuer's arm, nodding frequently with a bright smile, as if to make it clear that her brother was right about everything.

Naturally, the two children who followed Tarina would not give Shul any good evaluation, and they unabashedly showed disdain for Shuer, but, this young man named Eddie, can you tell me how you managed to despise me while constantly peeking at the thighs of the big sister over there?

"I'm not, I'm not, you shut up. "How can the little boy be the opponent of a person like Shuer, the young man's skin is red, and he is holding his head in the eyes of his companion Sophie, who seems to understand whether he understands or not, I guess he must be doubting life now, I like to hear it, I really like to hear it.

"Be careful, everyone. Shur made a gesture to block his ears and took out a copper basin from his bag, although it is difficult to understand why a priest would put such a strange thing as a copper basin in his backpack, but after all, there is no doctrine that prohibits priests from doing this, so no matter how strange it is, it is difficult for others to interfere.

Copper basins with maces, no doubt, equals a cacophony of noise.

"Bang Bang Bang", it was like striking a gong, startling the surrounding drinkers. Well, only around, the tavern is so lively that people a little farther away can't even hear the sound of gongs.

"The people of the Dark Mercenary Group are not here, come out quickly, and if you don't come out, the client will leave. With the accompaniment of the sound of broken gongs, Shul shouted loudly, "The liaison of the Dark Mercenary Group, not there, not there, the liaison of the Duck Mercenary Group, come out quickly." ”

"This gentleman, although he does not want to have a conflict with his employer, is ...... Can you correct the pronunciation of our mercenary group?"

This time it was the turn of several priests to be taken aback, just now there were passers-by around, and suddenly a person popped out to speak to him, except for Xiu'er who had already been mentally prepared, everyone would be startled.

Fortunately, this voice is still relatively normal, a woman's voice, a very serious and orthodox woman's voice.

As soon as they turned around, even the two children couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

The woman who suddenly appeared was not pretty, but the visual effect was excellent, with long chestnut curly hair, bronzed skin, dark blue eyes, strong muscles, a toned body, especially two slender legs, it seemed to contain explosive power and full of dangerous allure. In contrast, a little flaw in appearance has long been overlooked.

"Which one is Lady Lisa?" the woman's voice was steady, "I'm the liaison for the Dark Mercenary Regiment. ”