Before the morning star of the east had receded its glow, a crowd of adventurers gathered in the square of White Rock Town. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Yoda, the tax collector of White Rock Town, shouted loudly, dispersing the mixed crowd and clearing a clearing in the square. Then he began the roll call, and as Yoda's deep voice echoed across the square, ten adventurers lined up in two rows in the clearing. They are all some sturdy young men, all of them silver-level strength. Originally, he could be regarded as a top adventurer at the silver level in White Rock Town, but after the news of the ghost beast tide spread, many adventurers risked their lives to set foot in the wilderness, and they all finally converged in White Rock Town.

After a series of failed attempts to encircle the undead skeletons, the selection presided over by Yoda, the lord's tax collector, began again. After several rounds of screening, ten people with outstanding strength were finally selected from among the many adventurers to join Douglas in attacking the encirclement of the undead skeletons.

Before the ten people could stand up, a not very friendly voice came from all around: "Lord Yoda, there are so many undead skeletons outside White Rock Town, Douglas won't dare to come, right?"

Immediately after that, there was a loud laugh all around, and someone chimed in: "That's right, he won't dare to come, he's just a silver-level peak berserker, and I haven't heard of his name in Baishi Town, why hasn't he shown up for more than a week?"

"That's right, it is said that he didn't have a weapon in his hand, and spent a lot of money to order a weapon from Morgridt, and there are so many rare metals added to it alone. The exaggerated-looking adventurer stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of his companions.

"Five rare metals?"

"Where, it's ten!"

Yoda's grim face showed no emotion, and when the elite members of the Brotherhood were summoned to cooperate with Douglas to fight against the undead skeletons, the tax lawsuit in Whitestone resisted. But the lord directly suppressed this resistance. Yoda reluctantly accepted the task.

These days, Yoda has been training these assembled adventurers, and he naturally knows the thoughts of these adventurers, but he deliberately doesn't seem to care at all, but deliberately exaggerates this confrontational mood, until the fraternity is ready to set off, and the noisy voices of the adventurers reach their peak.

"Why hasn't Douglas come yet, he just swallowed the eight thousand gold moores alone, and still looks down on us, does he want to attack the encirclement of the undead skeletons?" There was a super loud voice in the crowd, the main voice of the voice was known to everyone, although he was only a black iron level warrior, but he had a good reputation among adventurers, and everyone knew him. His name was Sack.

"That's right, Douglas never participates in our training, how can we cooperate when the time comes!" There is never a shortage of followers among adventurers at such times, but those who are interested will soon find out that this is all designed by someone, because the person who spoke did not show up at all, but the timing of their choice of voice was very clever. Soon discontent continued to grow among the adventurers.

Yoda squinted his eyes and smiled at the increasingly restless adventurers lined up in two rows in the middle of the field.

When Douglass arrived at the plaza in Whitestone, the cacophony disappeared at once. However, the Berserker soon notices that something is wrong. The unfriendly gaze of those adventurers made Douglas's heart rise with bad thoughts, eight thousand gold moores, a week's wait, and the death information of his companions, which was enough to stretch out a bad unknown emotion in the hearts of these adventurers. This is not a good phenomenon, you must know that the adventurers who set foot on the battlefield together have to entrust their lives and deaths to their companions, and if they rely on their own strength, it is impossible to break through the encirclement of the undead skeletons.

Douglas was accompanied by Kate, the half-orc catwoman, and Angela, the fairy of Purgatory. And Angela also brought Medusa's gaze. Among the adventurers of White Rock Town, this shield is very famous, and Douglas only mentioned it to Angela a little, wanting to borrow the meaning of this magic shield, of course, the result is self-evident, of course, Mowglitte is willing to lend this shield. After all, it's for yourself, and one more magic shield is one more guarantee of survival.

And Angela's arrival also has another meaning, the aura of the Banshee of the Mist Forest is very sharp in the early stage of impacting the undead skeleton. With the blessing of Angela's three auras, Douglas's strength is close to the pinnacle of gold-level berserkers. Of course, Angela couldn't go with anyone Douglas to break through the encirclement of the undead skeletons, that would be too dangerous. But Angela can still do it by standing at the head of the bridge and blessing the aura of the adventurer before the charge.

"Oh, who is this? do you know the big guys?" a strange voice in the crowd rang out.

"Who's it, who's talking!" Douglas blushed, he didn't expect that these people couldn't wait before they set foot on the battlefield, but fortunately these people jumped out, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with the hidden dangers behind these if they were left on the battlefield.

"Where were you when everyone was training?" Azabu's voice rang out, "Why are the eight thousand gold moores all yours alone?"

Sure enough, Douglas muttered in his heart, it seems that these 8,000 gold moores are not so easy to take, and they all say that wealth is the greatest original sin. In fact, now the attraction of 8,000 gold moores to Douglas is far less than before, no matter how to say that Glas is a propertied person in White Rock Town, this alone will leave most of the adventurers far behind, plus the ores brought back from Frost-Free City, as well as the commission from the adventure of Frost-Free City, the moon is the income in the mine, the fixed income of Purgatory every day, and now Douglas, it should not be said that the assets of the gray dwarf Morwritte are already calculated in hundreds of thousands of gold moles.

Although Douglas didn't care about the eight thousand gold moores, he had to consider Kate's position from the perspective of the Brotherhood, if at this time, the Lord Lord could not solve the problem, Kate came forward to solve it, then as the law enforcement elder of the Brotherhood, Kate's position would be more stable, obviously some people don't want to see such a situation.

"Do cowards who dare not show their faces only hide behind the crowd and stir up demonic emotions?" Douglas roared, "Of course, the eight thousand gold moores are equally distributed among all the warriors, and I, Douglas, will not want to possess what does not belong to me." ”