"Can it be cheap?" asked Payne again, his face a little ugly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The other party shrugged his shoulders with a look of disdain, "I guess you can't afford it even if it's cheaper." ”

Payne didn't say anything, with a 'you won' look, then turned and left the store directly.

The dwarf saw Payne leave with an angry face, and pouted a little helplessly, "Humans are really hypocritical. Then snap down the magnifying glass and get back to the job at hand.

Leaving the shop, Payne felt a little hot on his face, and he was in a terrible mood. It feels like I wore a [four-bar Adi] top and a pair of [Nike pants with two tails], and then walked into the Mercedes-Benz 4S store to ask for a test drive, and was directly rejected by the other party.

He felt that the whole person was not good, "The dog's eyes look at people low, don't bully the young man to be poor, do you understand?"

Annoyed Payne walked briskly towards the roadside stall, although the things here are not next to the boutiques, but they are cheap and practical, "The big vegetable market is more suitable for me!"

After spending fifty copper plates on a pair of well-fitting boots, it was almost noon, and in the morning he bought a pound of black bread for ten copper coins, along with lunch.

And those things that have been boiled into a paste, he would rather be hungry than eat them anymore, and as for meat, he can only rely on basic thoughts.

After taking a few bites of bread, Payne chewed as he considered the dwarf's words.

Mercenaries are indeed a good choice for his current situation, many bounty hunters are mercenaries, as long as they can survive, whether it is experience, strength, or wealth, it is a good accumulation process.

But once you join the mercenary, it is equivalent to voting for the name, as long as there is an employer who is willing to pay, even if you know that you are using it as cannon fodder, you have to bite the bullet.

Mercenary life is full of rancid and erosive life, there is almost nothing they dare not do, as long as the employer can afford to pay for it, there is no moral bottom line. - Even if it is to kill women and children who are powerless to fight back.

Payne is not a person without a bottom line, so he removed this idea before, but the sentence "Heroes in troubled times" is not unreasonable...... , his mind was a little shaken.

The taste of the brown bread is really not very good, and when you eat it in your mouth, it is like chewing white paper, and you can hardly taste it. It's normal to eat some wheat husks, and it's lucky not to eat sand and gravel.

After wandering around the town for a while, he came to the cobbler's shop, where he prepared to make a leather scabbard for the heavy sword, which he must not have to wear on his shoulder all the time.

After some haggling, he finally sold for one silver coin, which was a necessary expense, so Payne didn't feel distressed.

Back at the hotel, Payne returned to the bazaar with a heavy sword, the scabbard needs to be tailor-made, just a vague impression is not enough, once it is not suitable, the wear and tear of the scabbard will be more serious, the key is that you can't pull it out when you want to use it... , that's the end of it.

The cobbler's skills are not bad, at least he can't find anything wrong, and with a heavy sword on his back, he is ready to find a place where no one is to practice his sword.

Out of town, around the moat, and found a nice spot in Payne at the foot of the mountain. There are tall trees all around, so you don't have to worry about people coming to disturb you.

He thought back to the warrior's moves in the game, and then started with the flat slash.

Flat chopping requires little skill, but with perseverance, he believes that it must make sense to sharpen an iron pestle into a needle.

For the next ten days, he basically spent the next ten days like this. He went back before the sun set, and when he opened the city gate in the morning, he went out to practice his sword, although he worked hard and was very serious, but except for the stinky sweat on his body, he did not feel the slightest change in himself, as if the ten days had been wasted.

No, it must have been overlooked. Payne frowned, if Miller hadn't lied to himself, with the current situation, he wouldn't have wanted to refine the flat cut to the extreme for a year, let alone those extremely ingenious body techniques.

Back in town, Payne wanted to ask Miller for advice, and he realized that if he continued to practice like this, he would be blind sooner or later.

"How so?"

"There's no way, Iron Rhino Town needs to be rebuilt, and it's the damn winter, and it's completely understaffed, plus bounty hunters rarely take on quests in winter, so the guild picked up Mistress Miller three days ago. Cambu shrugged his shoulders and said there was nothing he could do.

"Well, I didn't come at the right time. Payne looked a little frustrated.

"Need my help?"

Payne looked at Cambu, who had an enthusiastic face, "I'd like to ask for advice on swordsmanship." ”

"Uh... I can't help you, I'm just a handyman. ”

"Okay then, but thank you. ”

"I didn't help much, but I'll let you know when Mistress Miller returns. ”

Payne nodded and turned to leave the Bounty Guild.

He walked aimlessly with his head down, and just as he felt a little confused about his future, he happened to pass by the church.

Payne glanced up at the tall and ornate building and sighed, "Let's see if God has any instructions." ”

The door to the auditorium was open, and perhaps he had come at an inopportune time, and the two rows of seats in the aisle were empty, except for one sitting on the altar. The man was dressed in a black hooded robe, the hood was pressed low so that he could not see it, and the man was leaning sideways to read the book in his hand.

"It's really deserted. Looking at the empty auditorium, as long as you are not blind, it is not difficult to notice this. Payne wanted to sing a hymn or something along with the believers to soothe his emotions, but it seemed that he was about to go to ruin.

"May the gods be with you. "The voice sounds a little cold, without the slightest warmth, giving people the feeling that the gods don't care about your existence at all.

Payne has no concept of the Holy See, he was not a believer in his previous life, and his knowledge of the church comes mostly from novels and movies. But either way, the congregants are very enthusiastic, aren't they?

Wait, this man's costume looked familiar,--he remembered, the messenger of light with translucent wings on his back, flying in the sky!

Payne's pupils contracted suddenly, but it was good that he didn't remember, and when he thought about it, he felt that the other party's body exuded an infinite sense of oppression.

'Could it be just the same robes?' , which is highly likely. Payne relaxed himself, and he thought to himself—how could such a coincidence happen.

"You seem to need God's guidance. The man put down the heavy book in his hand and gestured to the front seat, "Sit here, kid." ”

Well, Payne was going to turn around and leave, but he was indeed a little unwilling to go back like this, "Yes, my lord." ”

Payne answered, then walked to the front row and sat down closest to the man.