There are countless legends about the wizards related to the Dragon Wing Continent.

Legend has it that they hide deep in the dark forest where there is no light all year round, living in dilapidated log cabins surrounded by swamps where human bones are buried.

Legend has it that they wore hoods that covered their eyes, wore tattered robes that hung from their thin bodies, had deeply sunken eye sockets, and were extremely pale in their skin.

Legend has it that they always stirred the unknown decoction in the cauldron with their wizened hands like chicken paws, and the sinister laughter accompanied by the pungent smell wafted throughout the forest.

What is not clear is that the wizard is often by their side, perhaps a new neighbor, a new bard, or even an extra homeless man on the street.

Wizards often change identities and addresses, both because they travel a lot, but more importantly, to avoid revealing their identities as wizards.

The first rule of the Dark Forest is not how to hunt, but how to hide yourself in this forest!

Because in this dangerous forest, every wizard is both a hunter and a prey!

Khakir is a very chaotic city, and even in the entire Northland territory, it is one of the best in the world.

Since the establishment of the city for more than 100 years, there have been more than a dozen lords here, and these lords have all disappeared inexplicably after taking office for a period of time.

In the absence of a strong order, the city became a haven for criminals, with human trafficking, robbery, rape, and thieves rife with all kinds of evil.

And in the middle of the city, in the most prosperous area, stands a humble tavern, the name of which is very common 'Chalet Tavern'.

As its name suggests, it's a two-storey wooden building, but no matter how much the city of Khakir changes, the tavern has always been able to stand here.

And if you are patient, you will find that each of the missing lords has more or less launched some policies against this small building before they disappear.

There are also some new gangster bullies who can't wait to go to this small building to scavenge oil and water after they have just formed their forces in Kakir City, and unsurprisingly, within a few days, these gangs disappeared.

Thereupon.

There is always a variety of legends about this tavern in the city of Khakir, it is said that they are a treasure trove of filth and filth hidden by a nobleman, and even that the owner of it is a bloodline left behind by a certain king, etc.

In a word.

It's a very ordinary, but magical tavern.

When they arrived at the city of Khakire, the sun had already set, and Roshi asked for the location of the cabin tavern on the way, and hurried over.

Similar to a normal tavern, when you open the shuttered door and enter, there are more than a dozen tables on the wooden floor, and in front of it is a long corner bar, which is even a little older than the ordinary tavern, and many of the furniture and furnishings are a little older.

It was the time when the tavern was lively, and the diners talked loudly about all sorts of topics, and from time to time they touched the buttocks of the maids with the strength of the wine, and the cheap smell of wheat wine mixed with the sour smell of some unwashed vomit mixed with a strange smell in the air.

Roshi's arrival attracted some attention, after all, the big sword on his back was so eye-catching, and many diners glanced over to him.

"Welcome, sir. ”

The owner of the tavern, a young man under thirty years of age, with brown hair, looked at him for a moment, and saw a mandala tattoo on the back of his hand, with a snake coiled around the stamen.

You can't go wrong.

The cabin is run by a mortal family designated by the founders of the wizarding exchange, and the way to identify it is that they have left this tattoo on the back of their hand for generations.

Roshi walked over, and the crunching sound of heavy footsteps on the floor once again caused a wave of astonished glances, making one wonder if the floor would not be stepped on with a large hole.

"A friend introduced me. Roshi sat down on the log bar stool and folded his fingers: "I heard that you can drink wine that you can't drink outside." ”

"Your friend must be a great taster. The tavern keeper graciously accepted the compliment, and danced the shaker with both hands as if showing off, and then smiled brightly, "What do you need?"

Instead of answering, Roshi reached out and took the peso from his pocket and placed it on the table: "I need what this coin can buy." ”

The bright smile on the tavernkeeper's face stiffened suddenly, and he slowly took two steps back, one hand already touching the ring in his hand.

He looked at Roshi vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Although he had been prepared, when he really saw the tavernkeeper's vigilance, Roshi's brows furrowed unconsciously, and it was only here that he finally felt the taste of the dark forest.

"My name is Old Boy. ”

After a brief pause, Roshi added, "As I said, a friend introduced me here, and I'm just here for a drink." ”

"Your friend?" the tavernkeeper slackened a little, frowning as he looked out as he spoke.

Wooden houses sometimes have fresh faces, but this is always the case of an acquaintance leading the way.

"Don't ask about that. Roshi shook his head, then added, "He hasn't had time to drink lately. ”

The tavernkeeper frowned.

It was obviously unruly for Rosie to break in like this, but it wasn't something that could be done by rejecting him, because since he was already here, it also meant that the location of the cabin had been revealed.

Shen Shaoqing, the tavern owner relaxed his vigilance a little, and walked over again, with a little smile on his face again, but more respectfully: "Please wait a moment." ”

Then he turned and went to the back room, and after a while, he took out a piece of parchment, spread it out in front of Roshi, and said:

"Please write your name here, leave your address, and I will contact you by the date if you can buy the wine you want here. ”

Roshi picked up the quill pen, and when he touched the barrel, he naturally felt a small amount of magic flowing to the quill, which seemed to be a witchcraft that could detect the magic of wizards.

Rohi judged correctly, through what he wrote with this pen, he could roughly judge Roxi's strength, and then forwarded it to the wizards through the cabin, which was an application form for membership.

Roshi generously wrote his name on it, and the address was left with a remote location and less crowded inn that he encountered on the way.

Wizards are very cautious, magic can only judge the approximate strength of a wizard, and the spells mastered, the witchcraft possessed, these are unknown, unless there is a complete certainty to crush the opponent, otherwise the average wizard will not hunt easily, especially in this kind of multi-person participation, and the harvest is unknown.

After two drinks at the tavern, Roshi left the cabin and opened a room in the inn he had seen earlier.

The date agreed by the wizard apprentice here is December 23rd, and there are still 3 days left before now, whether to agree to Roshi's joining, there will naturally be an answer in these days.

However, Roshi feels that the success rate is still relatively large.

After all, his intrusion represents the exposure of the location of the cabin, and the wizards here can become prey, and they need to determine whether Roshi is sincere in his deal, or if he has bad intentions.

After opening the room, Roshi left a gold coin and told the boss not to disturb him, and then went back to the room and crept out through the window, checked into the inn across the street, and chose a room with a great view.

For the next three days, Luo Xi stayed in his room, did not meditate or practice, and stood by the window every day to observe the passing crowd.

Time passed little by little, and it was not until the evening of the third day, when Rohi was about to doubt his judgment, that the tavernkeeper finally appeared at the door of the inn opposite.

Luo Xi hurriedly came out of the hotel, came behind the tavern owner, and patted him on the shoulder: "Boss, don't go in, I'm here." ”

The tavernkeeper turned his head and was surprised, but it soon became apparent.

He saluted: "Hello, old boy, just call me Kafitt." ”

"Hmm. Roshi nodded: "So, you brought me good news?"

Kafit smiled bitterly twice: "I have already spread the news, because of you, there are only three adults who came to the cabin this time. ”

That night, he passed the news to the wizards through the cabin's unique channel, most of whom automatically judged that it was not safe, and some even made it to the vicinity of Kakir City and still gave up the deal.

After a pause, Kaffett then made a gesture of please: "Please come with me." ”