The border town of Friedes, the county of Parrington, tavern.

After receiving a handsome tip, the tavern keeper whispered, "The creatures of the sea are much stronger than those on land." ”

Lear picked up the glass in front of him and sipped it gently, not knowing if he had listened to him.

At that moment, the door of the tavern was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and a group of people entered, led by a tall woman dressed as a man, wearing an exaggerated captain's hat, her hair tightly wrapped in a red cloth, a thick chain hanging around her neck, everything in gold, silver and jade, and a small skull hanging from the bottom, although she tried her best to dress herself up as a man, Lear still saw through her disguise from her smooth jade neck.

The woman stood at the door of the tavern and peered around in the dim light, her eyes lit up at the sight of Lear sitting at the bar.

"Little brother, how about you invite my sister to have a drink. ”

The woman stepped on the edge of Lear's stool and lifted Lear's chin with the scabbard that hung from her left waist, and the people who followed her burst into laughter and a few elongated hooligan whistles, which they were accustomed to, and this should not be the first time that a woman had harmed a good boy.

To be reasonable, this woman is not ugly, with a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips and heroic sword eyebrows, which gives her a kind of heroism that everyone does not have, and the wheat-colored skin and the beating luster in her eyes make her exude a wild temperament.

It's a rouge horse.

The tavern keeper smiled softly and pressed down the female captain's scabbard: "Sylvia, don't disturb my guests. It seems that they are old acquaintances.

Hearing this, Sylvia Lear began to scrutinize the woman in front of him, and then a light flashed through his mind.

"Give this lady a drink, and their consumption for today is mine. ”

Lear turned to the boss and said lightly, immediately causing an earth-shattering cheer from the people behind him.

"Oh, Boss, you picked up a golden egg today!"

"Yes, yes, I have to love this little brother when I go back at night. ”

And then there are all kinds of whistles, rashly accepting gifts from strangers and all at ease, it seems that this is also a group of lords who are not afraid of heaven and earth.

But Sylvia pushed back the wine that the boss had handed her.

"I like to be curious rather than accept gifts, and if something is something I want, I prefer to use it, like you. ”

Sylvia slowly pulled out the short knife in her hand a little, and the smile that was still bright like a peach blossom just now turned cold in an instant.

The sudden change made Lear stunned, and he couldn't understand what it was about him doing what the other party wanted to do and angering the other party, but he wasn't worried, it seemed that this was a queen control with a deep S character, with a serious Zhengtai plot, and he liked to play some special shows.

"I said, don't disturb my guests. ”

Just as Lear was about to say something, the tavernkeeper suddenly spoke again, and Sylvia glared at him hatefully, but instead put away his weapon.

Ouch, it's not easy.

Lear looked at the tavern owner, a middle-aged uncle with a scar on his left eye, the kind that is hard to find when thrown into the crowd, there is a story.

"Two barrels of ale!"

Sylvia slapped the two gold coins on the bar with great force, obviously very dissatisfied with the boss's repeated disturbances, but did not leave immediately, which made Lear's heart slightly relieved, that is, there was still a play.

"To the beautiful lady. ”

Lear raised his glass towards Sylvia, then drank the remaining third of the Pali in the glass, only to realize that he had ignored him.

"You have a smack of conspiracy in you. ”

Just as Lear was so amused that he decided to leave first, Sylvia suddenly leaned into his ear and said.

"It's like those stinking krakens. ”

Seeing Lear look at him for some reason, she added.

"Have you ever seen a kraken?"

Lear was instantly interested, but Sylvia turned her face away from him again.

Tsundere! Lear's teeth itched.

If you have the ability, don't talk to me, the young mage thought to himself, and then sat down next to Sylvia again in a huff, he ignored the other man, asked the boss for a glass of wine, and began to count the bubbles in the mouth.

"Angry?"

After a while, Sylvia came over again with a grin, as if nothing had happened.

"Don't talk to me, you smell of a Kraken. ”

Lear pinched his nose and said angrily.

"Hahahahaha!"

Sylvia laughed at Lear's actions, and even slapped the table hard to fully express her feelings.

The log bar was not so sturdy, and when she slapped it like this, the drinks and glasses danced together, and the sawdust and dust flew together, attracting everyone's attention.

"You kid has a very good appetite for me, come with me, my sister will take you to catch the Kraken. ”

After laughing, Sylvia put Lear in the crook of her arm, and a soft mass pressed directly against his left shoulder.

"Have you really seen a Kraken, and you can fight it?"

Lear asked with a look of adoration with a pair of big curious baby eyes.

"I don't like how you look so hypocritical, and if you continue like this, my sister won't play with you. ”

Who knew that after Lear showed such an expression, Sylvia immediately returned to normal, but that didn't prevent her from sticking out the tip of her tongue and licking his earlobe when Lear said this in his ear.

Well, it seems that you can't go the cute route.

"Why don't you talk somewhere else?"

Lear rubbed his wet earlobes and felt his fingertips slippery.

"That's it, Landrig is his own, but if you do have something to do with me, put away your hypocritical face, and those who dare to give their lives to the sea have a pair of bright eyes. ”

Lear then learned the tavernkeeper's name, and he looked at the other, while the innkeeper smiled mildly and continued to wipe his glass and bar, his expression focused and reverent, as if he were treating an intimate lover.

"Lear. Enchanter. I want to go to sea. ”

Just as Sylvia thought, Lear gave her the simplicity she wanted.

"You're a magician?"

After hearing Lear's self-introduction, Sylvia was slightly surprised, he originally thought that Lear was just a noble prodigal, and wanted to find her to do some smuggling and robbing competitors, in fact, this is also her main business, of course, if the situation allows, she occasionally does kidnapping.

In this way, she and Lear can be considered peers.

But Sylvia wasn't surprised for long, just a magician, at such a close distance, his own knife could kill him, maybe a certain gentleman's little magic apprentice, in order to support the field to say that he is a magician, after all, this face looks like a chick in addition to being good-looking.

"It's like a fake. ”

When Lear took out the badge of a fifth-level mage and hung it on his chest, Sylvia couldn't get any easier.

Not only does a fifth-level mage have the means to fight in close quarters, but he must also be accompanied by a group of powerful henchmen, and when Sylvia glanced behind Lear with wide eyes, he saw dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him without blinking.

She was only a knight of the third rank, and although she was as brave and sharp as a siren blessing at sea, she was unfortunately not blessed by Mother Earth on land.

Sylvia was a little apprehensive at the thought of her rude behavior just now, but when she looked at Lear, she realized that the other party didn't really care.

"Where are you going?"

She asked seriously, and after really realizing the difference in strength between the two sides, Sylvia decisively put away that cynical expression.

"I don't know. Large islands, rich in resources, as close to the land as possible, as you decide where to go. ”

Lear replied.

"Do you have a boat?"

Sylvia asked again.

"Nope. ”

"How many of you are there? ”

"More than a hundred. Including mages, swordsmen, barbarians, marksmen, and orcs. ”

"I'm sorry I can't help you, you can find someone else. ”

Sylvia gave a conclusion.

"Why?"

Lear was puzzled.

"The islands in the offshore waters belong to the territory of the big guys, and the slightly larger ones in the middle and far seas are also occupied by the sea tribes, and there are three islands that meet your requirements, but you can't even gnaw off a horn at this point, and I won't accompany you to death." ”

Sylvia said coldly, she had dealt with those rotten tails over the years at sea, and she also knew the cruelty and barbarism of the other party, so after knowing Lear's family background, she had no intention of getting involved in this matter at all.

"It's our business whether we can bite or not, as long as you are willing to take us there, the gold coins are as you go. ”

Somehow being coveted, Lear was also a little angry, although he knew that what the other party said was probably right.

"I'm not going to trade my reputation, if you insist on looking for death, please do it yourself, I'm sure there are a lot of people willing to help you, he's sure to be one, but I won't take your gold." ”

Looking down Sylvia's chin, there was an ugly bearded man staring in the corner, and when he saw Lear's gaze turned, he grinned with yellow teeth and a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Then forget it. ”

The little hope that had just been ignited was poured by Sylvia with a bucket of cold water, and Leardon felt a little frustrated, and he left the bar and walked to the door, followed by a large group of people behind him.

Sylvia drank with her head down, the orange liquor clouding her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

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