What happened later in the "Left Ear Hunting Ground", Zal could not have known, and even quickly left it behind. Because when he returned to the wood elf's hut, he saw something that surprised him. I saw that Gavira was actually standing in the open space in front of the hut, staring indifferently at the wood elf reclining on the door frame.

Gavira just tilted her head to look at the sudden appearance of Zal, and after a brief pause, immediately turned her gaze back. "How can you teach me how to fight?" she asked in a low Elven voice, but her tone was a little stiff.

The half-elf raised an eyebrow and looked Gavira up and down, took a sip of the bottle, and then let out a long burp. "It's okay to have a problem, but it depends on who the other person is......" Cadius reached out and pulled a necklace from his neck, pulled it off his neck with a snap, and threw it at Gavila. "That's it, if you know......" he said.

The necklace drew a silver line in the air, and was firmly grasped by Gavila. In fact, Zal didn't know what the necklace was, but he was sure that when Gavila's gaze fell on the necklace pendant in her hand, her gaze changed, from initial confusion to shock, and finally to undisguised eagerness. Zal knew that whatever that necklace represented, it had worked

"I'm sorry......" Gavira closed her palms again and bowed to the half-elf with great respect, "I didn't know you were ......"

"It should be said 'it was,' but it doesn't matter," the half-elf interrupted her directly, and continued, "Since you know this pendant, you should know that I am qualified enough to teach you. Gavira nodded, not speaking, "Then I'm going to make my request, and I need you to remember it forever." Understood?"

"Understood. Gavira replied immediately.

"During my guidance, you will do whatever I want you to do. No questioning, no objections, no questions......," he said and paused, "only when I let you ask." You can ask. Can it be done?"

"Yes!" said Gavira as she looked up, looking directly at the half-elf with green eyes under her hood.

"Very well...... "Cadius nodded in satisfaction and asked, "with a dagger, a double dagger, you already have the 'natural gifts' of Gorinthia, which I already know, so tell me something I don't know." "For example, if you've ever been trained." Skills learned in the current Department of Assassination, and so on. ”

Gavira frowned slightly and thought for a moment. "I'm sorry, but due to my age, I didn't have any combat training before coming to Wind Cliff City. She said, "The assassination skills I have mastered so far are 'Blade Precision', 'Combo Blade', 'Merciless Strike', 'Shadow Sand'......"

"Say you're the strongest. The half-elf frowned, cutting off Gavila's words.

The wood elf's gaze flickered slightly, and he lowered his head slightly. "Shadow Scales ......," she said.

The half-elf was stunned. "The weakest of the high-level skills of the assassination system?" his tone was a little surprised.

Gavira hummed softly. "Yes. "Most of my income is spent on learning skills." But even so, Shadow Scales is the highest skill I've ever been able to learn on the gimbal. Her brow showed a hint of frustration and helplessness.

Hearing her words, Zar subconsciously turned his head to look at the half-elf, while Cadius nodded in understanding. "It's so weird, on the gimbal, you can only get more than others. to live longer than others. Especially the high-level skills within some races, even if you come to the door with a silver table, it is impossible for the other party to teach you. ”

He said with a sarcastic smile on his face. "Moreover, in the entire 'Conviction Stage', how many elves can use the high-level skills of the assassination system?" he pouted. "Five or ten? Forget it...... Maybe you can't even find someone. ”

Zal sighed and turned his gaze back to Gavila. As for what happened to the wood elves, it was indeed difficult for Zal to imagine until he heard the specific reason. Because his combat instincts and skills were all trained by Cadius, and when it came to the 'Power of Blessing', his 'Power of Chaos' had no one to even give him effective advice.

If there is, it will be Soram, who doesn't know where he is. It is precisely because of this that Zhal's 'Chaos Force' has never made gratifying progress after the battle in the clinic, and can only solidify into a "gray blade", or rely on the palm of the hand to carry out hand-to-hand combat, and even the gray qi wave that collided with the "Templar Storm" at the beginning cannot be replicated.

The half-elf looked at Gavira with a somewhat lost expression and changed the subject. "What's your current hunter rank?" his question also caught Zal's attention.

"Seventy-three. Gavila's voice regained its original confidence.

Zal nodded to himself, his guess about the other party was basically correct, and it was indeed the top hundred. On the other side, the half-elf's laughter had already sounded. "Ha, you're already very good, relying on your only high-level skill, and you can't use it to attack, you can actually kill in the top hundred!" he said, glancing at Zal deliberately, "You're much better than someone!"

Zar listened, shrugged his shoulders wordlessly, and listened only to Cadius to continue. "Alright, that's all for today, let me prepare, I haven't trained my own warriors for a long time......" he said, taking a large sip of his drink, as if very satisfied with Gavila's conditions, "Tomorrow, starting tomorrow, you follow me to learn other assassination combat skills." Remember, come early in the morning and don't be late!"

"Yes!" replied Gavira, straightening up, her eyes flashing with excitement. She handed the necklace back to the half-elf and said solemnly. "Thank you. "Bow again.

Zal stood not far away, smiling strangely. "When you're tortured to the point where you can't get up, you won't say thank you......" he muttered quietly, remembering the inhuman treatment he had experienced over the past four years.

"As long as it makes me stronger, I'm willing to do anything. Gavira turned to look at Zal with her green eyes and walked past him. "You don't wear a puppet, you look a lot more normal...... Cadius laughed as she said it, and the Wood Elf rolled over and jumped out of where Zar had entered.

Zal was stunned for a moment, then glanced back with a wry smile. "Wasn't I right before?......" Gavila's figure had disappeared above the wooden fence, which was the closest to the mouth of the alley.

Of course. If you want to ask, why did Zal and Gavilara have to climb over a fence that is more than one person high? Because the half-elf courtyard actually has no door at all, and the only way to get in and out is by climbing over the wall! In the words of Cadius, it is easy to hear each other's origin from the sound of the ground, but this strange reason has made Zal slander for a long, long time.

Sent away Gavila. The two of them were the only ones left in the half-elf's courtyard. "Did it go well this morning?" said Cadius, turning back to the hut, with Zar following him.

"About 130 people, and the right to participate has also been obtained. Zal sat down at the long table in the living room, poured himself a glass of fruit wine, and took a sip. "By the way, and this, it's an unexpected surprise. As he spoke, he placed the two vouchers on the table.

The half-elf set the bottle aside. Picked up two vouchers and glanced at them. "Three thousand and a half silver table, what's going on?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's a gesture of goodwill, from the Efaran family. Zar leaned back in his chair relaxed, sipping his drink. "As soon as I became a Viper Hunter, the other party brought me the cash. ”

The half-elf laughed and put the credentials in his pocket. "These guys are even more bottomless than they were decades ago...... "and the way they robbed people in the first place would not have been so blatant...... I mean, there's a ** portion. ”

Zar shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "That's right. There is no choice to make the identity of the 'viper hunter' public," he said. "What do you think?"

"Of course it's not public. The half-elf leaned against the closet and looked at Zal, "A base salary contract will never be our goal...... If you want to sign, you have to sign a big one!" his eyes flashed with a frenzied light, and his face flushed. "It's been a long time since I've bargained with anyone! Ha, wait, wait for your first battle to be over. I'm going to get those guys to hand over a contract that shocks the gimbal!"

"I'll start with a moment of silence for the patrons who sit across from you......" Zar said with a smile as he raised his glass, then took a sip of the glass and licked his lips contentedly. "How's going on over there?"

"I've inquired clearly," the half-elf grinned with a fierce expression. It seems that the price paid for this piece of information makes him feel a little painful. "This is an old winery located in the southeast corner of Yuntai, which covers a large area, but has been abandoned for many years......"

Yes, it wasn't called that, to be exact, it was about three years ago that the 'Brotherhood of Ironstone' bought it from its original owner and changed its name to today's "Crystal Distillery of Szogne". As for what the Brotherhood bought it for, whether it was to re-brew the wine, or to do something else in the name of a brewery, no one can say for sure. That's all the information the half-elves were able to provide to Zal.

It was already late at night when Zar wrapped his hooded cloak and floated like a black ghost across the street in front of the winery, turning over the fence and sneaking in. To be exact, just a little past midnight, there was not a single cloud on the dark blue sky, and everything seemed to be asleep.

As for Zal going to the "Crystal Distillery of Szogne" while his injuries were still healed, the half-elves themselves were strongly opposed. But Zal also has his own reasons, because the 'Blood Arena' is about to start registration, and if he enters the season, I'm afraid that he won't have time to investigate the truth about the killing of the old moon demon in addition to competition and training.

On the other hand, Zar vaguely felt that the old moon demon must have a special purpose in choosing the end date of the mission on the eve of the start of the game, and he just didn't know the reason. Therefore, it became a must to find out what was hidden in the winery that was framed by Ulez before the start of the game.

Climbing over the fence and landing gently, Zar controlled the force under his feet, barely making a sound. Following the heavy shadows beneath the walls, Zar lowered his waist and crept towards the main path that connected to the gate in his memory. It didn't take long for him to slow down and duck around the corner of an abandoned log cabin, poking his head out.

This winery is indeed very extensive, as the half-elves say. With the silver glow of the moon overhead, the undulating houses and warehouses were crumbling, stretching out from the darkness in front of them into the distance. The glow of the ceiling shone on the roof that was somewhat intact and some had collapsed into large holes, gilding the abandoned winery with an indescribable gloom and coldness.

However, this was only the place to be seen, and many more houses were hidden in the shadows, as if swallowed up by darkness, standing silently, leaving only vague outlines.

After listening for a moment, but there was not a sound around him, Zar tightened his cloak and reflexively weaved through the overlapping shadows of the houses, scurrying deeper into the winery.

His steps were light, but swift, like a black cat walking in the night, alertly moving forward, carefully observing. I don't know how long later, just as he was about to rush across a path and run to a warehouse not far away, a muffled sound in front of him on the right suddenly stopped him and shrank back into the gap between the two wooden houses.

The sound sounded like a heavy closing door, and Zar lowered his hood and cautiously leaned against the side wall of the hut to sneak in. I saw that in the direction where the voice came from, two vague figures appeared in front of the door of a two-story brick building. They walked down the trail and whispered something.

"See,...... I don't want to do it...... For the sake of the Lord God, I really don't want to do it......" a voice trembled, with a heavy cry and deep fear. "I ......"

"That's enough!" another voice interrupted him suddenly, but quickly lowered his voice, "Can't you stop your mouth with two hundred silver tables a month!" he spouted, "Damn, you don't want to do it?!!Are you crazy!"

"No, no......" the first voice seemed to shake its head, "We're going to hell! we're going to ......"

"Shut up!" the footsteps of the two men suddenly stopped, and it seemed that the second man covered his partner in the mouth and slammed it hard against the wall of the wooden house. After a bang, a second voice rang out again, but even lower. "Shut up!" he said, giving his companion another moment. "We don't have to go to hell, we're going to fucking live in hell right now!

"Woo woo...... "The first person seemed unable to speak.

"If you don't do it, trust me, the next day, you'll be completely evaporated from the gimbal!" he said, "and it's even possible that what we're doing just now will happen to you!"

A swallowing voice, heavy, and seemed frightened.

"Got it, let's go!" he said, "I don't want to stay in this damn place for a moment! I don't want to do it for a moment!" he let go of his hand, and a few violent coughs and breathing swelled into Zal's ears.

The footsteps sounded again, and seemed to be much faster than before. Zar continued to shrink back until they skimmed through the gaps between the cabins, and then he returned to his original position. Looking at their backs from afar, Zhal's eyes narrowed together under the hood and quietly followed. (To be continued......)