readx;? Section 135 Miscellaneous Stories

Celis's purpose of pretending to be pitiful was not to gain sympathy, she knew the rules of the world very well, and she also knew that this kind of little trick would not do any good to change William's guard against her, but she did it anyway, and it was a little nonsensical. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info William looked at Celis who was competing with Mi Sha'er and Mi Luna for food with some depression, shook his head and sighed secretly, and then lowered his head and continued to eat slowly.

But the effects of Cylise pretending to be pitiful just now are not over, in this wild world where monsters are rampant, the constraints of morality on Yu Wang are extremely fragile in some ways, and for those mercenaries who have a knife and blood, women, wine, and treasures will always be their favorite pursuits. There is no doubt that Selise is the kind of woman who can seduce the male horm, and the performance just now caused some of the animals to be restless, although most of them were deterred by William and Finia's majestic and tall figures, but there were always one or two unlucky eggs whose brains were burned by alcohol and couldn't feel comfortable jumping out.

The Half-Elf Hotel is known for its elegant and attentive service, and some mercenaries who have made a small fortune often come here to enjoy the high-end service (those poor ghosts can only experience life in the carriage shop), and the Fatli mercenary team from Santil Fort is undoubtedly one of them. The nine-man mercenary team had just completed their escort work across the Enoch Desert, and although they had lost a few of their right-hand members along the way, they had also been paid a handsome amount of money.

And there is no shortage in this world is those young people who dream of making a fortune all day long, the mercenaries of the fatli recruited a good young man in Rock Town not long ago, brave, strong, even if they face a dozen goblins alone, they dare to rush up and fight, there is almost no major problem, it is considered a relatively reliable meat shield horn sè. It's just that this guy is a little short-tempered, impulsive, and a little greedy, and often causes some trouble.

"Lambert, sit down, don't trouble us again!" the Fatli mercenaries tried to dissuade their companions, but Lambert, who was already hot-headed with alcohol, couldn't listen to them, and he staggered away from his companion's pull, and walked towards William with red eyes and shaking.

With the deepening of his cultivation, William's senses have become more and more acute to the point of beyond ordinary people's imagination, almost all the movements in the entire hotel hall cannot escape his perception, and of course he discovered Lambert's intention at the first time. However, William did not take this drunken mercenary to heart, he still ate the food on the plate unhurriedly, but with his left hand, he twisted a small ball of mipulp, and flicked it lightly under the table, and the mirpt flew out silently, and landed right under the feet of the mercenary Lambert just stepped.

Lambert, who was already walking a little unsteadily, only felt that the soles of his feet slipped, and a big split came very neatly on the spot, and there was a relatively slight "click" sound at the same time as the sound of "bar", of course, not many people could hear it except William, but the other voice was very high-pitched, "Whew-!!" There is no doubt that this is Lambert playing "Hotel Wolf Howl" with affection, and the emotional investment is simply amazing.

Lambert's hand was really shocking, and the attention of the entire hotel was attracted by him, "Huh-" A large number of men who were not flexible enough couldn't help but gasp when they saw the poor mercenary's full posture, and their assholes were numb and involuntarily clamped their big tui. The members of Fatri were startled by the unexpected split of their companions, and they hurriedly got up and left their seats to help Lambert, but, "Whoa, oh!" Lambert was like a singing man practicing tenor howling, and his voice changed as his companion supported him, and his face turned green but he couldn't stand up.

Misha, Mi Luna, Yasuna, Finia, and Celis watched Lambert's performance with curiosity or amusement, and Jace, the halfling hiding under the table, had just defeated the cat, and he looked out of the table while eating the spoils of war on his plate, and muttered, "Ahhh ”

Mi Sha'er, who had long been trained by William to split and walk, was a little mihuo, she turned her head and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with that big man?"

William gently wiped off a little bit of syrup on his left hand, and said with a slight smile: "It's nothing, he splits too hard, and he's practicing werewolf howling." The little girl shook her little head to show that she didn't understand, but William didn't bother to explain.

The Fatli mercenaries did not notice anything unusual about Lambert's fall, and they could only blame it on the bad luck of their companions. Poor Lambert was severely slashed in his hip and muscles, as for whether other aspects were affected is not yet certain, the mercenaries of Fatli have no intention of staying in the lobby of the hotel to be watched by others, they hastily settle the account, and then carry Lambert away in a hurry.

After that, no one who was unsightly came to trouble William, and most of them talked about the episode with surprise or schadenfreude, and some simply dismissed it and continued what they had been interrupted earlier.

While eating, William quietly listened to the conversation of the people around him, trying to get some useful information from it:

"Did you hear that Locke's lord Fitani and Lord Redblade just hired a new mage advisor. ”

"Oh, what about the original one, that Mr. Billebot is a very skilled mage, how could he allow the intervention of outsiders?"

"Bielebohm has disappeared, and some say he is long dead, who knows?, but it is said that the new Master Gerda is also a very powerful figure, and there are dozens of Shi guards in the purple cloak alone, and it is rumored that he is from the Fort of Santil, opposite Enoch."

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"Did you know that Patke died in the temple?"

"Pathek, wasn't he fine yesterday, how could he be dead?"

"Hey, this morning Patrick went to the temple for Mass, originally to receive the priest's divine blessing, but in the end, the pastor's blessing magic turned into a magic flame, and Patek was burned to ashes at once."

"Oh! poor Patke"

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William listened to the conversation of the guests in the hotel, and singled out some information that he thought he might use, [email protected]/*