Chapter 3: Elf Moyer

The long darkness still came to an end, and after casting the last shadow of despair, the light came to the world again, telling the living beings in this world what hope is.

And the cold wind that had raged all night finally stopped, and on the huge city wall, the frost-covered armor made a tinkling sound, and a pair of gray eyes regained their brilliance, full of longing to walk towards the warm house under the city wall.

Little John leaned on the old counter a little sleepily, his immature face became more and more sleepy, he stretched out his arms boredly, letting the sun shine on his face, his eyes full of dark circles blinked all at once, confused but childlike.

There are several shakers scattered around him, the body made of black iron is slightly rusty, with a sense of vicissitudes of time, in the shaker, the residual turbid liquor shimmers in the sun, with a golden luster, and the rich wheat fragrance wafts in the cold air, exuding a wonderful sweet fragrance.

How messy everything looks.

What a day. Little John looked at the disciples in robes with serene smiles on their faces as they kept walking past the doorway, and thought, of course, if it weren't for the little white face beside him who was harassing his sister.

"What's so good about this little white face, really, sister, don't you blush so much, okay?" Little John thought disdainfully in his heart, but he didn't have the idea of stopping it at all,

"Boy, take a bottle of good wine, Lao Tzu has several gold coins, and today I will stuff them all into the hole where you were born, how can you not have good wine." ”

Jericho the butcher roared loudly, his big dirty hands slapping the table with a thumping sound, and layers of dirt splattered everywhere on his shaky messy beard.

"Jericho, son of a bitch, you stop Lao Tzu, don't shoot your son around. Voices of disgust came and went, all cursing Jericho.

Jericho lifted his round head, stroked his beard triumphantly, and then waved his hand nonchalantly and continued to roar.

"Damn John, where's my wine, hurry up. ”

Little John glanced at Jericho very unpleasantly, pinched his face, temporarily let the lazy away from his body, picked up the cocktail, but the movement of his hand was very fast, and in a few seconds, a glass of liquid with a golden glow was put into Jericho's hand.

Jericho picked up the wine, drained it in one gulp, burped, and sprayed all the stinky smell of wine on the figure in front of him, and then turned his head indifferently and bragged and fart with the mercenary on the side.

Moyer's hands were tightly clasped in front of him, and there was a hint of sadness on his delicate face, as if he was feeling something, which made people feel pity.

He looked affectionately into her eyes, as if with a tear in his eyes, making the green pupils peculiar to the elves exude amber beauty.

"Dear Amory, do you know that the first time I saw you, it was like seeing the goddess of life, she gave me life, and you gave me my soul, and you are like a white mandala blooming in hell, sinking everything to me. ”

Amelle's face was red, cramped and cramped, very uneasy, at the age of fifteen, no one had ever spoken to her like this. These words are simply shy.

"You are like a flower blooming in spring, a green leaf blooming in summer, a leisurely daisy in autumn, and a green plum in winter, you have gone through my four seasons and come to my life. ”

"For you, I am willing to give my life, I will betray my faith and to hell with the goddess of nature, from now on you are my goddess, my one, the center of my life, lovely Amyri, tell me how I can follow by your side and become your knight. ”

"But you're an elf. Amali said.

The glow on Moyer's face dissipated at once, his eyelids pressed down slightly, and the melancholy, sadness collapsed the last, permeating his face.

"Why, if I'm this damn elf, why am I going to be a shooter, my lovely Amory, how can I get your heart?"

Then, a wave of determination suddenly appeared on Moyer's face: "For you, the angel in my heart, I am going to hell to fight with the god of death, I am going to heaven to fight with the god of light, I am going to let those damn gods prostrate at your feet, I will"

"Oh no, I'd better die. In an instant, Moyer's resoluteness vanished, leaving only sadness and despair.

Ai Mengli was anxious all of a sudden, and her red face was full of eagerness "No, no"

"I knew it. Moyer picked up Ai Mengli's pretty face and stared at her eyes affectionately: "You are reluctant to me, Ai Mengli, you love me, give me a kiss, let me know how much you love me." ”

"I, I" Ai Mengli stammered a little, her face turned even redder, and after a while, as if she had made a decision, she closed her eyes fiercely.

Moyer smiled, his handsome face was full of pride, he let go of his hand, gently hugged Amory's body, and after feeling the tremor coming from the palm of his hand, his lips gently leaned up.

That's when it happened

"Hiccup"

The strong sour smell came to my face, like a toilet that had been closed for several years and suddenly opened, and the sourness was so sour that I couldn't express it in words.

Ai Mengli opened her eyes suddenly, looked at Moye in front of her, there was a panic in her eyes, she suddenly retreated from Moye, and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

Moyer touched his chin awkwardly, his slightly thin lips hooked a wicked smile, he seemed to be very satisfied with Ammonry's reaction, picked up the emerald green wine beside him, and drank it proudly, and then, as if remembering something, the knuckles of his left knuckles protruded one by one, and the green points of light flickered, and he shook it violently, turning into an afterimage, just like Jericho behind him grabbed it.

Jericho turned his back to Moyer, his heart slammed, the beast-like instinct honed by the perennial interception of small groups of orcs told him that death was coming, Jericho trembled, and swallowed the words that had not yet been spoken, the sweat of the bean and the dirt in the hair turned into a torrent and flowed down from between his eyebrows, leaving dirty marks on his face, and with a big beard, it looked very funny.

This feeling reminded him of the beast lord he had seen from afar many years ago, and the kind of crisis as strong as the breath of a demonic beast made him feel like he had fallen into hell, and it was at that time that he learned the true meaning of being a mercenary - death.

"Smack"

The crisp sound was almost unheard in the noisy tavern, but in Jericho's ears, it was like a thunderbolt roaring through the sky on the day of the end of the century, and it could easily blast him into powder.

"Hahaha Jericho, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly coax?"

Jericho wiped the sweat from his face, ignored the ridicule of his companions, didn't even dare to look back, and hurried out of the tavern.

Moyer looked at Jin Li, who was holding his hand, a little speechless, and said, "When did you appear?"

Jin Li withdrew his hand, frowned and glanced at the surrounding environment, then carefully smoothed the wrinkles on his body, and said lightly: "Just arrived." ”

"Eh" Moyer said, even though the companion in front of him has known each other for a year, he is just like a block of ice, lukewarm, and definitely not a word of nonsense. "Did you find something?"

Jin Li stopped the movement in his hand, didn't raise his head, threw out a gold coin casually, and said, "Qing Shui." ”

Little John glanced at this strange person, the pure white robe, the whole person seemed to exude a faint light, and people had a burning feeling at the first glance, how to say it? It was the feeling of the prince walking in the civilian area, out of place.

"Your water. ”

"Thank you"

Jin Li responded politely, dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body, sat down very carefully, and picked up the water cup on the counter.

Moyer stared at Jin Li's right hand seriously, he had been with him for more than a year, and he maintained great curiosity about Jin Li's way of drinking water, and the method of wearing a mask made him think he had encountered space magic when he saw it for the first time.

The faint light flickered, inconspicuous in the noisy tavern, but once again flashed into Moyer's eyes, and under his gaze, without warning, the clear water disappeared little by little in front of him.

"You're really not from the space department?" Moyer finally didn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, leaned forward, and asked.

"It's not. Jin Li didn't raise his head, the white light on his hand dimmed little by little, there was no longer a trace of water in the water cup, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in Jin Li's eyes.

"That's a shame. Moye said regretfully: "That's space, the level that only legendary-level old monsters can reach, it's not a little bit or two, think about it, with a wave of his hand, a huge gap opened in the sky, what water, fire, thunder, scenery and darkness are struggling under the powerful power of space but are still swallowed up, it's just." ”

"Oh" Jin Li put down the cup, his mind meditated, and two rays of light appeared in the palm of his hand, and little by little, he began to purify the glove.

"I once saw the power of the space system, it's like a giant beast, with one mouth, it directly bites everything in front of it, what hands and legs are flying all over the sky, what is more amazing, do you know?" Mo Ye became more and more excited the more he spoke, and he didn't care whether Jin Li was listening or not.

"A rain of blood. Speaking of this, Moyer's expression showed a touch of yearning and envy: "The cherry red blood drifted away with the wind, condensed into crazy blood-colored beads, flashing with strange light, accompanied by a pleasant scream, beating on people's faces little by little, that feeling, like the most gentle touch of parents, making people unconsciously close their eyes"

"Have you ever seen a space magician?"

Jin Lilen paused for a moment, and sat up unconsciously, his deep voice sounding in Moyer's ears, steady and resolute, mixed with a biting chill.

Mo Ye suddenly turned from indulging in neutrality, but saw Jin Li's cold gaze staring at him, which made his heart tremble, his decadent temperament was swept away, and the exhaustion in his eyes dissipated, leaving only two eyes like scrubbed pearls, shining with ice blue light, as if hiding a storm, he had no doubt that if the space magician in Jin Li's mouth really appeared here, he would be torn apart without hesitation.

"This one doesn't. ”

Jin Li frowned, a furrow appeared in the depths of his eyebrows, and the next moment, he seemed to notice that such an attitude was too good, and his eyes slowly closed. When I opened it again, I was still tired.

"I'm sorry. It's a bit out of control. Jin Li said slowly: "But if there is a space magician, please tell me." ”

"Good. Moyer replied without hesitation, "Yes, I will tell you." ”

At the moment just now, he really thought that Jin Li would make a move on him, although Jin Li didn't make a move on him, and Jin Li couldn't kill him, but it hurt.

After being silent for a while, Jin Li spoke again and said, "Let's talk about the task." ”

"Good. Moyer said: "This task has been delayed for a month, from the Light God Age to the Frost God Age, and if it is delayed, the employer will have complaints, so we must complete it as soon as possible, otherwise the employer will complain to the mercenary union, and the credibility of our mercenary group will be damaged." ”

"There is no problem with the Holy Pearl, I have already found the place where he put it, and I will take him out next time. Jin Li nodded, indicating that there was no problem with the part he was responsible for.

"But be careful. Moyer said with some solemnity: " Bishop Miser of Cosmo Cathedral is a Dharma Saint, and a third-order Dharma Saint, and in Cosmo Cathedral, his holy light will be blessed, which is equivalent to a fourth-order Dharma Saint, it is not an easy thing to take away the Holy Bead under his nose, not to mention the Priest Luo Feng Ninth Order Light Mage, and eighteen punishment knights, their punishment knights are also ninth-order, not weaker than you at all, and have been stationed in this giant city of blood and fire for many years, and the strength is absolutely terrifying, which is not a powerful existence sitting in Cosmo Cathedral。 ”

"As long as there are no legendary-level mages, then there is no problem. ”

"Okay. Moyer chose to believe the partner in front of him, and then continued: "Bayeux grass is in the hands of the beast tiger, and their leader is a sixth-order warrior, so for us, this is not a problem. ”

Jin Li thought for a while and said, "What time?"

"Four days later. Moyer raised his head, looked directly at Jin Li and said, "Black Friday, Godfall Day!"

"Are you sure?"

"That's right. Moyer said confidently, "I have been in this tavern for ten days, and everyone who enters the tavern is under my observation, and their words and deeds are under my control. ”

Moyer pointed to the man who was sitting not far away and was drinking silently and said, "Look at that one." Lux, a B-level mercenary and a ninth-order moon-level warrior, has been wandering in the Warcraft Mountains all year round and has hunted and killed a three-fire scorpion. ”

"Look at that one again. Moyer turned around and pointed to a strong man who was laughing loudly and said, "Selun, a C-class mercenary, is bold by nature, but a little timid, and has been wandering in the city of Duke Ruskin in the north. ”

"There's another, beautiful Miss Amyri. Speaking of this, Moyer suddenly had a strange smile on his face: "Not only does she not have the smell of wine in the mercenary tavern, but there is a freshness from the prairie."

"Enough. Jin Li frowned and said in a low voice, "I believe what you say." ”

"Hehe, believe me. Mo Ye smiled proudly, he made up the last body fragrance of Miss Ai Mengli, how could such a lovely and beautiful young lady's body fragrance be so tempting to tell Jin Li.

"Just why? Why did the group of people from the Beast Tiger Mercenary Group choose such a day to leave, the Divine Fall Day, the low tide of the light divine power, plus the beginning of the century, the power of the Frost Throne reached its peak, and the perception of the light divine power dropped to the freezing point, this kind of day is the most suitable for smuggling, but Bayleaf grass is not a forbidden thing, many princes and grand dukes have a demand for the magic power of Bayleaf grass, and the Light Holy See will not resist. ”

"It's not that complicated, the beast tiger people have taken on another escort mission, and I heard that it is to escort a seriously wounded soldier to Duke Ruskin's territory for treatment. Moyer said disdainfully: "I really thought that no one knew the identity of the soldier, everyone was waiting to see the joke." ”

"You mean" Jin Li stopped suddenly, a smile flashed in his eyes: "In this way, it seems that our mission has another layer of security." ”

Immediately afterwards, Jin Li stood up, shook the white robe on his body, and threw out a white bead with his hand, "This thing is for you." ”

As soon as Moyer saw this bead, he smiled helplessly, reached out to put the bead away, picked up the wine glass in his hand, didn't look at the direction of Jin Li's departure, and walked over to Ai Mengli.

"My dear darling, how can you go and serve other people and leave me alone to wait, do you know how long I have been waiting?