As the sound of the horse's hooves faded away, Truman rode out of Norton's range, and suddenly, a figure brushed directly in front of him, and the man's hands were spread out, as if he was using his arms to touch the already boiling speed of the war horse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

His fingers clasped the saddle, and the horse neighed, and his feet were arched into crescents on stilts, and he shifted some distance forward to settle down.

Truman yelled, "Bastard, where do your eyes look." As he finished speaking, the horse's hooves were on the ground, and the horse was slightly steady.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old man!" the man laughed loudly.

"Duncan, you don't want to die, do you know that you almost died just now?" Truman was not angry, and suddenly asked again, "What is the matter with you." ”

"Old man, drink the parting wine. Duncan smiled.

Truman almost burst out with a mouthful of old blood, and he couldn't help but restrain his momentum, jumping off his horse, full of anger, "Damn, I'm just going back to the guild to hand over, and it's not like I'm not going back." ”

"Of course!"

"Old man, there are many opportunities to drink, but although I haven't asked about the world for many years, I know that you will come back a lot less often, the warrior guild is the elite of the human race, and there are many opportunities to have a battle with the demons, old man, you can't fool me, the war situation has deteriorated for many years. With that, Duncan handed over a glass of wine filled with bronze vessels.

"Hey, I'm just a quasi-warrior of the tenth order, how much ability do you think I can have, cannon fodder on the battlefield. Truman took a sip of wine, the wine was pure and sweet, the entrance was refreshing, his face was red, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Brother, don't say that... Drink... Drink," Duncan shook his head.

"It's not a day or two that the front line is tight, and it's not something that you and my brother can refuse, I also want to imagine you being a peasant, no, my self-esteem doesn't allow me to do this, the guild is now starting to transfer manpower, send a part of the personnel to the front line, and hand it over to the military to manage and deploy. Truman shook his head and took a sip of his wine.

"The pressure on the peasants is not small, but it is no less than the pressure I had in the guild at the beginning. Duncan shook his head as well.

Truman was slightly stunned: "Hey, old comrade-in-arms, let's say, won't chasing me here just stop me from drinking a bar, say, what do you want to ask." ”

Duncan handed over a cup holder full of drink, "I'm just here to see you off, don't think too much, old man." ”

"Old comrade-in-arms, don't sell it, after I leave, the guild will send a new intern to transfer, and David doesn't need me to teach him anything. Truman said.

Duncan was stunned when he heard this, and asked suspiciously, "How do you say this?"

Truman sighed, took a sip of wine, and recalled some things with the strength of the wine, "In the past three years, I have done a series of cruel training for David, and after persevering in that process, the body of ordinary people will be transformed, and the Douyuan stove forms the essence of training under the high-intensity exercise, and the ability of the fighter can be brought into play, and the ability is higher than one or even two or three times the strength." ”

"It's a pity, today's special training, David insisted on and passed the harsh task I assigned, but it can only show that he is very talented, and the characteristics of the explosion are the elemental characteristics of the restrained shape, only to say that I usually see a lot of food, it is obvious that it is not a Douyuan stove, it is a similar magic qigang, looking at the appearance is the characteristic of the flame attribute, God has given the talent of a magician, not a warrior. ”

"You're kidding, going through the cultivation of the warrior clan has opened up a career as a magician for him, are you right, I remember that your eyesight is not very good. ”

Truman raised his eyebrows, not angry and arrogant, and said: "What are you talking about, my eyesight is not good, but I can still distinguish the essential difference between the Douyuan stove and the magic qigang, the two distinct forces of extroverted and introverted, masculine and feminine." ”

Truman was full of confidence, and the Douyuan stove drank the form of magic qi, which even ordinary people could feel very clearly.

When he saw Truman's unangry and self-righteous countenance, as well as his character that couldn't hide things, he suddenly opened up in front of him when he judged it against the past.

Duncan was surprised, "Really. ”

Truman had no choice but to smile: "I've been telling lies all the time, can't you hear my tone, it's all fake, you can not believe it, but you can't insult my IQ." ”

"No one insults your IQ, I'm surprised, no, my family has inherited the blood soul of a warrior, a great and glorious warrior, he is the blood of the eldest brother, it was too sudden, how did you ask me to explain to the eldest brother, a warrior, a magician, this news absolutely shocked the rhythm of his death. Duncan shouted.

"Oh, you said that your eldest brother, who abandoned his family and children, never cared about his children, it is not surprising that everything has changed, the children in this period are precocious and have strong learning ability, don't care about these details. Truman said.

"Magicians are not necessarily bad, compared to the attack power that even the warriors can't match, our warriors block the charge for them, the magician's attack is simply explosive, those some mass magic, not to mention the forbidden spell, others can easily destroy a large group of demon forces and reduce the pressure on the warriors, but the number of magicians is too small. Duncan sighed.

"In the south of Norton, every year on the festival day of the Falan Temple, you find the village chief of Pea and he will help you dredge up the relationship, and the magician travels to the village to find a suitable child and bring it back to the guild to spread magic, this is his chance, the threshold of each guild is very low, and it is only for children who know how to activate magic qi. Truman said.

Truman touched the horse, brought the utensils to his mouth, the horse leaned up, stuck out his tongue, a hot breath emanated from the horse brown, the dark red breath, made the horse raise his head and hurriedly let out a roar, the muscles swelled a distance from just now, and he used his hooves to shovel away the dirt restlessly, a little excited.

Duncan raised his head with the vessel and poured a sip of wine: "It's a pity, I didn't expect that the blood soul was unstable when I reached his vein, and I actually wanted him to become a magician." ”

Truman's eyes widened: "No matter how many people rush to squeeze into the magic guild, if you have qualifications, becoming a great magician is enough to glorify your ancestors." ”

"You said that the Magic Guild knows his family, will you not want him, I heard that the Magic Guild is all stubborn old men, so they like to sell their reputation and don't accept beginners with art. Duncan said again.

"No, there is such a thing, I only heard that they claim to be a noble inheritance, and the food on the battlefield is different from our soldiers, but this is nothing, and the high-ranking people with the ability are cynical. Truman turned his head and snorted.

Duncan felt that sending David to the Magic Guild was afraid that the Magic Guild he belonged to would forge him into the same magician when he returned, which was really a nest of bears, and even the apprentices educated by the teacher were the same.

"Glory to the ancestors, few people now carry the past life, I am a typical loser. Truman smiled and scratched his head.

"You can't put too much responsibility on one of his children, your family is typical behind the door, and you're enough to put a gloss on their faces. Duncan said.

"Yes, I'm better than my father, I'm only in my 20s now, and maybe I can inherit the glory of my ancestors. Truman's smile burst out.

"You're really enough, and you'll be complacent right away when you say you're good. Duncan kept his face silent, and thought to himself.

"Drinking... Drink..."Duncan didn't say much, and hurriedly handed over the bronze wine vessel.

There were no more and no less drinks, and soon after drinking each other, the bottom of the bottle gradually appeared.

"The wine is gone, then, old man, it's time to really bid you farewell. Duncan gave a slight respect.

"I... I'm not going to die, you can't say something auspicious, forget it, there will be a period later. Truman snorted, "Old comrade-in-arms, I'm leaving." ”

Duncan beckoned and snorted, "Goodbye!"

"Hehe..." Truman smiled slightly, and his heart immediately relaxed, "Old comrade-in-arms, you still can't speak as always, wait, when I come back, I will come back and continue to talk to you about the wind and the moon." ”