The stars let go of the glass rod, and then the firelight in the tavern observes the "halfling hero", and the funny is everyone's first impression of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He wore a brown yarke, patched with patches, a thick beard, and an exaggerated smile on his face, and everyone who looked at his face had the urge to laugh. He was dressed in green, and the brass buckle belt was pulled almost to his chest, making him look even more funny, like a funny clown on a small tavern stage.

No matter how you look at the matter of "righteousness and courage", it is not suitable for him.

"Get out of here, little man!" roared at him with his mouth wide open, "or I'll kick you away like a ball." ”

As he spoke, he patted his thigh and pointed to the halfling's forehead.

The halfling man was unmoved, his fingers plucked the lute in his arms, his head held high, his feet jumped, and the whole person began to beat wildly like a loose spring toy.

Two different voices began to sound, singing in unison to form a rhythmic song.

"Hey, look who I met?

Four drunken drunkards,

You have a wine trough nose,

No wonder it looks like a wine bottle.

The neck is round, the waist is round,

No wonder it's a masturbation.

I can't touch a woman's hand during the day,

No wonder to stretch out greasy hands at night.

Your brain is like your poor nose full of holes,

No wonder the lady couldn't see the wand in her hand.

She's going to crush you to slag,

Luckily, I met a kind me. ”

He sang so merrily that it was as if an invisible companion was singing to him. The four hooligans looked at each other, their greasy and glowing faces reddening. It was a bit weird, but with the help of alcohol and anger, they decided to save face and kick the dwarf away like a football.

"Disgusting out-of-tearth tone!" rosacea pulled out a wooden stick wrapped in metal, "Get out of Kazakhstan for me." ”

"The bottle is the one that gurgles. ”

"Kick him down!" the other yelled, and the four of them punched the halfling.

"Ho ho ho, the bottles are angry!" he sneered, unfazed.

The stars looked at the funny halfling in disbelief, and saw him leap nimbly, his feet split into a line in the air, and the metal stick grazed his crotch, as if he were not fighting but acting in a funny play on stage.

"Oh, how dare they attack a halfling with the power of the Chosen One?"

"Make them regret it!"

Another voice replied, and the halfling quickly dodged several attacks, grabbing a three-legged chair and throwing it at the messy drunkards. Hand the lute to the stars.

"Miss, please help me get it. ”

The stars took the old yellowed lute. The halfling faced the four, his hands outstretched in exaggerated and comical gestures, and two voices chanting incantations that the stars had never heard before.

After the incantation was recited, the halfling let out an exaggerated wow sound, and the two short legs were raised high and stomped on the ground. The palms of his hands were wide open to the four of them, and a large string of colorful and bright balls of light poured out of his palms, and they made a dizzying sound, drowning out the clumsy four.

They were dazed and fell to the ground.

"Colorful jets. ”

The stars twitched, it was the first time she had seen someone use a first-level spell so pompously.

The halfling clapped his hands happily, turned to look up at the elf, and smiled smugly at the corners of his mouth, "Beautiful elf lady, don't you mind paying a few silver coins for the performance fee for the bard with the "Chosen Power"." ”

The stars stretched out their fingers: "Watch the back, the Chosen One." ”

"Oh, don't worry, I'm the Chosen One..."

He said, turning his head. Before he could finish speaking, the metal stick struck him on the head, and the halfling covered his head in pain, and then rosacea kicked him into a corner.

"Damn the dwarf!" Wine-troughed Nose spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm as he lay on the ground viciously, then raised his head and laughed at the stars, "Beauty, the little grid in the way has been solved, let's dance together." ”

The stars shook their heads, regretting that they hadn't brought her dagger with her, and she was about to draw her wand and scare the drunkards, such as blasting the roof of the tavern or something.

Just as the wooden roof was about to suffer, a fiery red sword suddenly slammed into Rosacea's big nose, and he raised his head in pain and fell backwards, his gold teeth flying out with blood droplets.

His companion hurried to help him up, and a woman wearing a wide cloak and holding a sharp sword pointed at them with a sword: "Roll as far as you can, or else..."

She paused, snapped her fingers with her left hand, and a large cloud of harmless flames slammed down on them, and the drunkards screamed and rolled towards the door.

The stars looked at the second "hero" who saved the beauty with interest, although the wide hood covered her face, she was wearing a cheap brown cloak of "vicissitudes", and she deliberately lowered her voice, but her elegant temperament and girlish vitality made the stars sure that she must be a noble girl with a pampered and romantic adventure fantasy.

At this time, most of the people in the tavern were looking at this corner, their eyes focused on the cloaked girl. Alina took out three gold coins from her pocket and threw them in three perfect arcs, throwing them at the boss lady who rushed over, the fat boss lady caught and bit the gold coin, with a smile on her face, beckoning everyone to continue drinking.

"Well, now our Krendil classmates are really going to be in half. A skinny teenager walked up to her and said.

Alina shrugged her shoulders, pulled down her hood, smiled and held out her hand to the stars, and said in Elven language, "Welcome to Kazakh, my name is Alina, may I ask what is your name." ”

The stars took hold of her hand, and the necklace around the elf's slender and smooth neck translated unfamiliar words for her. The elf looked at Alina's face curiously, the curiosity on her face gradually turning into doubt, and finally she opened her mouth and asked, "What is your relationship with Arcanis?"

The smile on the half-elf girl's face turned into a smile of surprise, "You know Arcanis?"

The stars nodded, surprised by the girl's reaction.

"I used to be called Arcanis, Arcanis, Disha. Her pale green eyes gleamed with excitement, "Please tell me about Arcanis." ”

The stars were even stranger, and the enthusiasm of the girl in front of her made her even feel embarrassed, "Uh... I've heard the heroic stories of this plane in the City of Ten Thousand Gates."

"Oh my God, you're still a plane merchant. Alina clasped the stars' hand, "Wait, I beg you to come with me to a place where you can talk and enjoy food, and tell me the story of your travels." Now, for the sake of me taking the liberty of helping you out of a small trouble, can you tell me about Arcanis first. ”

Seeing her performance, Sby shook his head and sighed.

"I heard this story many years ago from the mouth of an obscure minstrels. The stars said slowly, "Before that, can you let us find a seat first?"

They sat at a table where the old stains had already melted with the wood. The stars put the basket on the table, and learned the words of the bard to tell the legend, slowly retelling the heroic stories that they had heard many years ago....