CHAPTER XV. Levin
"Eh, I'm not lying......"
Granty frowned, she always felt that the other party's reaction was not natural, was it deliberately finding fault?
But why do that?
The young man seemed to think for a moment and said, "Well, I don't think Miss Grant will deceive you, that is, you were deceived by this guy and used it, right?"
The corners of Granty's mouth twitched, and Luo Ming somewhat guessed the other party's thoughts.
Although Grant doesn't dress up much, her natural capital is there, and she has a vigorous vitality that ordinary girls don't have, both in temperament and appearance, which are naturally quite attractive.
I'm afraid this guy is a little unhappy with the fact that he sat next to Grant and formed a mercenary team.
Nine times out of ten, the statement that "Luo Ming deceived Granty" was also made up by him, but he didn't expect that the more he spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had hypnotized himself, and he began to believe in this statement, and he became more and more confident in his words.
"Hmph, boring. ”
Luo Ming glanced at him with a slanted gaze and let out a snort from his nose.
It's not that the relationship between men and women is boring, he can't say that he doesn't have a crush on Granty. The daily relationship between his two masters is also a fairy couple, which makes Luo Ming yearn for it. It's just that the young man's behavior is disgusting.
Even if he didn't have time to fall in love in his previous life, he knew how unreliable it was to openly say bad things about her friends in front of girls, and even if he was really a liar, it was very likely to make Grant lose face and be unhappy.
What's more, he is not the kind of guy who has the strength to keep pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger until the end of the world.
"If you let you blend into the bronze class, other bronze-level mercenaries will feel ashamed, right?"
Luo Ming said provocative words very calmly.
As a martial artist, he will pay attention to the every move of others, and it has almost become an instinct.
In fact, Luo Ming had already noticed that this guy was quite a bit of a real material, his steps were steady, and the long sword on his waist was also placed in a position that was easy to pull out, which was probably a little stronger than a few of the bronze-level mercenaries present.
Hawkers, although compared to silver-level mercenaries, it's self-inflicted, taking Granty as an example, it's about a level behind.
Thanks to the fact that there are two famous teachers, and the disciples they choose are all their favorite disciples, even the youngest one of Luo Ming's brothers and sisters in his previous life is stronger than this one, but he lacks actual combat experience compared to him.
And the actual combat experience, Luo Ming is the most indispensable one - not to mention that after coming to this world, he fought with Warcraft, noble young masters and others, as well as chasing soldiers, in his previous life, he was beaten by the two masters in various ways every day in addition to kicking the gym and driving away hooligans, and he was known as "seeing martial arts all over the world".
Although he was still one-sided and abused in front of the master, he was basically able to quickly distinguish the winner from the ordinary young people who kicked the gym or came to communicate, and even some of the older people were quite amazed.
According to the second master, this is the heart and eye that has been honed through a hundred battles.
It's just a matter of dealing with monsters, and if you deal with humans, even if you are stronger than yourself, you can often seize the opportunity.
Even as a weakling, you shouldn't tolerate it casually, so shouldn't you repay it if you are provoked for no reason as a strong person?
Thinking of this, the corners of Luo Ming's mouth rose slightly, and the other party also noticed something, and his right hand hurriedly stretched out to the hilt of the sword.
The reaction speed is okay - but still a little tender!
As soon as he pulled out his three-inch sword, he was slapped by Luo Ming on the counterweight at the end of the hilt and pressed back into the sheath.
"You-"
The young man's face changed drastically, and he took two steps back, sideways and drew his sword again.
This time, he didn't leave a gap for Luo Ming to touch the hilt of the sword, and regained a little confidence, but looking at him like this, Luo Ming was a little disappointed - it wasn't fun at all.
Luo Ming swept his left hand, and the young man's right hand, which was trying to draw his sword, trembled and slipped off the hilt.
The sharp-eyed Granty first saw that near the young man's shoulder blades, his clothes were dented, looking like finger marks on the sand.
She also has some understanding of the structure of the human body, but she didn't expect that Luo Ming could make such a precise blow, and the force used was not large, but it happened to make the opponent's arm sore.
With all his strength to prepare for a counterattack, but it was easily defused, the young man was so angry that his mind was dizzy, and his left hand touched a small dagger on his waist.
However, after all, I have been out as a mercenary for a while, and I am no longer the kind of stunned youth. Under Luo Ming's serious gaze, he subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.
After two breaths, he let go of the dagger and reluctantly said "I admit defeat".
It's hard to live long by casually making risky moves to fight for your breath. And to offend a strong man when there is no reward to be taken is even more inappropriate for a wise man...... Even a fool wouldn't do it.
The handsome blonde man from before also stood up to play the round, and the matter was revealed.
The young man lost face in public, but instead of running away, he withdrew from the hall of the Mercenary Guild and blended in with the mercenaries outside, trying to make himself inconspicuous.
It can't be said that all mercenaries don't have ideals, noble volunteerism and discipline, most of them do, Luo Ming was a little surprised by this, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.
Master had suddenly attacked himself more than ten times in the middle of the night, and even if this guy wanted to backstab himself, he would definitely not have a chance to succeed.
If he had attacked him just now, it would have abolished him by the way, and now that he has softened, it is not worth remembering.
At this moment, in the direction of a corner of the hall, there were several applause.
"This gentleman is really good...... Since you can easily defeat the bronze-level ones, then I will naturally treat you as a silver-level master.
Please be sure to keep me safe along the way, and work with a few masters to drive those dangerous monsters away, and I will of course give you the corresponding thanks. ”
Speaking in a slightly coated tone, a gorgeously dressed man walked down the stairs.
The man wears a wig, which seems to be a popular style in some regions. Dressed in a silk robe, with a sword at his waist, and a ruby ring on his hand, it looked like it was expensive, and behind him, there was a servant who carried a money bag and clutched a package.
Needless to say, this is the employer, and it does look very imposing. Although Luo Ming recognized that the long sword he wore was just an ornament, a merchant did not need to specialize in martial arts.
However, Aya's words made him want to laugh: "That ring is in the same style as more than three hundred years ago, but it has been polished to a shiny shine, and the gems have been repolished, and at least half of its value has been lost." ”
In his previous life, he had also seen a local tyrant vassal elegant, who bought a bronze tripod at a high price, but it was washed and sparkled, and its value as an antique and a work of art almost disappeared, so that an old professor who saw it almost fainted.