Is it Baker?"

"It's not him, that guy's current level, he can't get the fire damage magic pattern. ”

"Who is that?I heard that a third-level Demon Pattern Master is going to come to clear the snow in the past two days, and last time Ling Xuan went to Lord Belon's house and asked him to reissue the mission. ”

"Old Sally, don't bother, hurry up and bring up the taskbar. ”

The mercenaries were gossiping for a while.

The old bear stood up.

The burly middle-aged man wiped away his tears and snot with some embarrassment, and turned his head to look at the mission circle behind Sully.

Although the mercenaries present all said that they would pool money to paint demons for his sword. But after so many years of working as a mercenary, Lao Xiong knows better than anyone the hardships of this profession.

Don't look at these guys drinking and eating meat, often receiving commissions, and asking for flowers and willows to charge back to the uncle. But in fact, among so many people, there are only a few people who can find more than ten Jin Lulang in their pockets. On weekdays, I do all the work of playing with my head, so naturally I use as much as I want.

If you save all the money, one day you are disemboweled by a monster with a claw, and you bite off your neck, and you can't figure it out in the next life.

Therefore, not to mention that everyone is so poor, even if there is money, Lao Xiong can't bear to use it.

He was upright by nature and never wanted to cause trouble. If you want to go to the battlefield to avenge your wife and children, that is a man's own business. If you use everyone's hard-earned money, I am afraid that you will die in the end, and you will not be sure on the battlefield.

Because I can't refuse everyone's kindness, my heart is both grateful and sad. Once the bitterly suppressed feelings broke the embankment, they cried for a while.

And at this moment, when Sally said that his task was completed and he only received one hundred and sixty gold Lulang, the old bear, who had never owed a favor in his life, could not express his gratitude in words.

Sully quickly checked the circle quest behind the counter. To the crowd: "Look at the taskbar. ”

Everyone looked up, only to see that in the huge task bar in the center of the hall, one by one the flowing tasks suddenly stopped, and the old bear's entrusted task was in the middle.

On the taskbar, all the information is clear at a glance.

On the task status, it is marked as complete and is being tested. However, the Mission-Bearer has no name, but a lone wolf mark that leaves a line of lone footprints in the wasteland.

"No name!"

"Lone wolf, who is this?"

"I've never heard of it. ”

The mercenaries exchanged heads. For a while, I couldn't figure out which kind of divine this demon pattern master who had never appeared in the mission hall of Edin City.

In the mission hall system, the name is always just a symbol.

It's like an old bear. Everyone calls him Old Bear because he is older than most mercenaries, and the mark on the mercenary's nameplate is a bear.

As for the original name of the old bear, few people know it.

Of course, no matter what Old Bear is called, his nameplate will always be one.

When he receives the nameplate, the Mission Hall leaves a mysterious record taken from his blood that serves as his identification. Whether or not he registers his name in the Mission Hall, and whether or not he hides his number like anyone else, does not prevent him from being identified in the Mission Hall.

All in all, the mercenary nameplate is the mercenary's identification in the mission hall. The Mission Hall can determine at any time whether this person matches his nameplate, and record his mission and creditworthiness, and at the same time, it also allows this person to hide his true identity, even if it is His Majesty Edward.

Therefore, when this person only showed his lone wolf mark, not to mention the mercenaries who had never seen this mark, even the mission hall staff like Sally did not know who this person was.

"Look, this guy is still a zero-level mercenary. ”

"Level Zero?"

"How did it take so long?"

"Look at the time of this guy's registration, it seems to be today. Fuck, it's not going to be a rookie, is it?"

The more he spoke, the quieter the hall became, and everyone was a little uneasy.

At this moment, suddenly, a blacksmith whirlwind rushed into the mission hall and went straight to the mission takeover area.

It's Aris Blacksmith.

The short man had sharp eyes and recognized it at a glance.

The people that the mercenaries deal with the most on weekdays, in addition to the staff of the mission hall and their own companions, may be the blacksmith and the pharmacist.

Aris is a third-class blacksmith who used to work in one of the largest blacksmith shops in the city, but later ran out on his own. , everyone knows his situation very well, and knows that this third-level blacksmith has a good forging skill. In the past, when everyone was there, they liked to ask him to help repair their armor, or to buy weapons forged by him.

However, after pulling out and working alone, Aris's life deteriorated. After all, a blacksmith without a wind plate, no matter how good his craftsmanship is, he can't show it.

And Aris Blacksmith wants to ask for a wind board, which is no secret here, his task has been hanging in the mission area for a long time, and no one has accepted it.

First, the price of a wind plate is too low, and most magic pattern artists are unwilling to accept it. Second, the magic pattern of the wind plate requires more than 100 lines. Ten Jin Lulang's bottle of first-class painting magic ink, I'm afraid it's not enough.

Aris only gave sixty-five golden langs, just like asking the demon master to draw a wind board that would cost about twenty-five golden langs after adding the possibility of failure, it was really a bit difficult. Besides, the mere points of the mission hall are not eye-catching at all.

However, today everyone found that Aris, who rushed into the mission hall, was full of red light. Because he came in a hurry, he still had the leather apron he wore when he was striking iron, and he still had a hammer in his hand.

"I'm here to collect the task!" Aris rushed to the counter, leaning his neck inside and yelling, "Quick, my windboard." Wind plates. ”

"Wait for Mr. Aris......", a staff member who ran in after him panting, pulled Aris, and said with a wry smile: "As soon as I informed you, you ran like a gust of wind, come here, this way." ”

"Oh oh!" Aris Blacksmith, with a shiny head and few hairs left, nodded vigorously and followed behind the staff with an eager look.

The mercenaries watched as the staff led Aris to a nearby testing table and handed him the wind plate that had been sent.

During this process, the mercenaries saw at a glance the mission information displayed on the testing table.

"Lone wolf! Aris's wind board was also completed by a lone wolf. ”

"Let's take a look!"

Hula, the mercenaries all surrounded?

"What is this?!" Aris was stunned for a moment when he excitedly took over the windboard.

As a blacksmith, he knows the wind plate magic pattern very well. But the wind board in front of me, looking left and right, doesn't look like a normal magic pattern.

Of course, out of absolute trust in the mission hall, he just looked at the staff in bewilderment.

"Mr. Aris, I have to tell you that you are in good luck. The staff smiled and took the wind plate in Aris's hand and personally tested it for him on the inspection table, and said: "The magic pattern on this wind board is made by a new magic pattern master here, not only is it a brand new magic pattern, but it is also ...... ・・・・・”

"And what?" heard the staff say, not to mention, Aris scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

Soon his hand stopped at the side of his cheek and did not move. The mouth is wide open, and the upper lip is sharply protruding, like a big crowing rooster.

"Five-level wind!"

"Look, it's really a level 5 wind!"

The crowd on the side suddenly became noisy.

The price of sixty-five gold road langs Aris actually got a wind turbine with five level five wind power! Not to mention striking iron, even if he sold it immediately, he would have to earn at least a hundred gold road langs!

The hammer in Aris's hand fell to the ground in a flash.

He looked at his wind board stupidly, his cheeks twitched, and then he rushed over like lightning and hugged his precious wind board in his arms, looking like he would not let go of it.

Looking at the wind board in Aris's hand, Lao Xiong and the others looked at each other, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the taskbar.

It was at this time that a voice that everyone had been waiting for for a long time appeared.

"Old Bear", Sally, who had just taken out his sword, walked up to Old Bear, "Your sword is out." ”

The whole hall became silent.

Under the gaze of the mercenaries, the old bear took the long sword.

Since he broke through the first order of Dou Qi at the age of twenty-eight and condensed the battle ring, this was his first demonic pattern equipment.

Back then, in the border army, he was very hard, and after retiring, he became a mercenary, and he couldn't save money. Originally, he thought that he would have nothing to do with demonic equipment in his life.

Unexpectedly, it came to him at this time. , my wife and children are dead, what's the use of coming?

Late?

It's not too late! A man takes revenge, how can he not have a good sword!

The old bear took a long breath and pulled out the long sword suddenly, and in the vibration sound like a dragon's groan, he didn't look at the magic patterns on the sword's body, improving the fighting spirit of the whole body and stimulating the battle ring.

There was a bang.

A bright flame, like a fire dragon, suddenly rose from the smooth sword. Countless red filigree, entwined and wandering. The jagged edge of the flame forced more than a foot away along the blade of the sword!

The firelight reflected the tearful eyes of the old bear, and also reflected the faces of all the mercenaries present.

For a while, everyone was in an uproar.

"The Holy Emperor is above, this is a first-level flame damage?" a mercenary muttered.

"Poof", another mercenary stimulated his own long sword that was also a first-level flame damage demon pattern, looked at the faint fire light on it, and then looked at the sword in Lao Xiong's hand, and was dumbfounded: "Then what am I?"

In the hustle and bustle of "Sally", the old bear stared at the long sword in his hand and said softly.

"What's the matter?" asked Sally.

"Can I meet this Mr. Demon Pattern?" the old bear swung his sword violently, looking at the flames on the sword, forming a sharp flame edge in the air.

"I'm afraid not. Sally shook his head: "You know, don't say that this gentleman set this kind of nameplate, he just doesn't want to show his face. Even if he wanted to, no one would see him in the Mission Hall now. ”

"Oh, why?" asked the old bear.

"Your sword and Aris's wind board have been reported to the Mani City headquarters. Inside our mission hall, we have also raised the secrecy level of this magic pattern master to ...... Level. ”

Sally said, "It's hard for you to understand what a new type of magic pattern means to the Mission Hall. The headquarters state had already sent a message through Guò Chuanyunyan, and a seventh-level supervisor would rush over immediately on the Sky Demon Ship. ”

"It seems that Justin is going to be developed again. One of the mercenaries pouted.

"Developed?" Sally sneered, "That's not for sure." ”

There were some things that Sally, who had just learned a little bit about, didn't say, after all, it was about the inside of the Mission Hall.

The old bear collected his fighting spirit and carefully looked at the magic pattern on the long sword. Insert the sword back into its scabbard.

"Guys, I'm going first. He hugged and said goodbye to his acquaintances one by one, and finally hugged Sally and said, "Help me say hello to this gentleman, I owe him a favor." If my old bear is alive and can see him in the future, I will repay him no matter what. ”

Letting go of Sally, Old Bear looked around.

"If I die・・・・・...... ・・・”

Before the old bear could finish speaking, the mercenaries were already laughing.

"Old bear, don't say unlucky things.

"Yes, with such a good sword, you can kill a few more Philos. ”

"Don't worry. Sally, who knew the old bear's thoughts best, said: "Don't say that he is a demon pattern master who the mission hall doesn't want to offend, just with the sword he gave you to paint demons, he is a friend of these guys!"

Sally was right. The short mercenary standing beside the two of them said to the old bear very seriously: "If you can't pay it back, we will pay it back for you." As long as he takes out the lone wolf nameplate, he is the biggest in the city of Medding!" Tomorrow is still three chapters.

[Provided by Cain in the Troubled Times]