The little game McGee came up with was actually the latest popular thing among the nobles of the Empire, a transparent sealed crystal box with the two water balls suspended inside. Water balls have a thin film that prevents the two balls from fusing together. The gameplay is that two people each control a ball through mental power and find a way to hit each other. Once the water balloon hits the wall, it will automatically break, and if it breaks, it will lose.

This kind of box, which is called a pool game, is played by two people, and three or four people play together, and so on. Colors can be added to the water balloon to distinguish them, and various icicles can be generated inside the box to change the terrain.

As soon as this game first appeared, it almost swept the aristocratic circles of the empire, not only because it was fun, but also because it ensured relative fairness, and also made it possible for low-level powerhouses to defeat high-level ones.

The water ball is very fragile, and the crystal box also restricts the large influx of spiritual power, if the strong person breaks it with the strengthened spiritual power, the water ball may automatically shatter at the beginning. To win this game, strength is useless, the key is reflexes, intelligence, experience and luck. As a strong person, the ability to react is necessarily stronger than that of the weak, but the weak can at least fight back through wisdom, experience and luck. This gives countless underdogs a rare sense of superiority, at least they can beat the strong in the game.

Of course, the game box itself is very expensive, and the crystals are embedded with complex magic arrays. And since this box has no other purpose than a game, playing this game itself represents showing off your wealth.

But seeing that Sain didn't seem to be looking, McGee didn't bother to explain, and put away the box: "You don't play here, you don't play that, don't you usually have entertainment?"

"Yes," Sain said casually, "like mutual topping." ”

The other party's eyes lit up: "It seems interesting to hear the name." ”

"No, it's just a boring game of holding shields on top of each other. Sain explained.

McGee looked confused, he wanted to ask some games for everyone to play together to relieve boredom, but the other party said that it was boring. Could it be that their usual entertainment is really so boring, or is there some indescribable entertainment?

Looking at the other party's expression, Sain also became embarrassed, he seemed to want to explain, but he didn't know how to speak. However, his predicament did not last long, and another person came up at the top of the stairs.

The tavern on the top floor was empty, and the two of them unconsciously turned back to see who was coming, only to see that it was a dark-skinned Imperial man. Sain had heard Kevin talk about the Bard of the Empire, who seemed to be a loner here, occasionally sneering at the tricks to the point that the Empire's merchants looked at him unpleasantly.

"Hey, would you like to come along?" McGee had already reached out to beckon, and it seemed familiar to him.

The other party nodded, and pulled a chair over to sit very casually. Sain was nervous, could it be that this was a routine?

"Tell me," McGee said to Sain, "this is the Imperial Bard, and you may call him Belak." ”

Sain nodded at him as a greeting, and took the opportunity to look at the other party. The first reaction is that this person has a very temperamental temperament, and is by no means comparable to those who shout in the tavern, and is likely to be the upper echelon of the bard world, and most of them are not low in strength.

Barack also nodded politely at Sain, and then said a word.

Sain didn't understand, so he could only smile awkwardly. But McGee looked surprised: "Oh? You also know Pauler Chinese?"

The other party replied with a grunt, and McGee nodded: "I really didn't expect it, and sure enough, the bard is versatile." The other party replied with a mutter, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Sain was more and more frightened the more he listened to it, he could understand McGee's words, but he couldn't understand Barack's words, but the two of them could communicate without barriers. This is simply incredible, can it be said that he is a fake Lou Baole countryman?

"What do you think, Sain?" said McGee when McGee suddenly turned back to Sain.

Sain took a sip of his wine, then spoke, "I think it's good. "I was at a loss, what were they talking about?

McGee seemed satisfied, and went back to talk to Barack: "Just look at me......"

After another moment, Barack turned to speak to Sain. Sain smiled, then shook his head as if he had seen through everything. I was so embarrassed that I was doing this, I pricked up my ears and tried to analyze the problem from half of the conversation, but the main thing was about Barack, and McGee only echoed it, and couldn't understand it at all.

In another moment, the two of them suddenly burst into laughter, as if they had told a funny joke, and Sain hurriedly laughed along. They stopped laughing, and Sain stopped at the same time to avoid a flaw.

After a few moments, McGee pulled out his box game, and the two of them immediately began to play in front of Sain. The two of them touched each end of the box with one hand, and the water balloon in the box was controlled by the two of them with mental power. After a little probing, the water balloon spun violently.

Spinners are always particularly stable, and both are obviously veterans of all kinds. After smiling at each other, both of them became serious, and the small balls in the box flew up and down, seemingly very intense. Sain was actually very curious on the side, after all, he was also a young man, but he was worried about what kind of hypnotic trick it was, so he didn't dare to look at it more, pretending to be disdainful, but he was desperately peeking.

"Oh, I lost. The game was quickly decided, McGee shook his head and sighed, and Barack smiled silently.

"One more game. McGee was unconvinced and challenged again. However, then he lost three games in a row, and he kept touching his forehead when he lost, and he already doubted his life.

"Sain, aren't you really going to play?" McGee couldn't help but persuade again, "We don't bet on anything, what are you afraid of?"

Sain's face was obviously hesitant, but he finally shook his head and refused. The two of them stopped pushing him, put away the box, and continued to talk and laugh, but to Sain's strange feeling, he suddenly understood Barack's words again at some point.

But there didn't seem to be a difference between what he said, and McGee didn't have any surprised expressions, and Sain was the only one of the three who seemed to notice the problem. Sain subconsciously touched his forehead and knocked on the door of his head, was he drunk? Or had he been invisibly hit by some hypnotic suggestion?

"The people of the Empire are very busy these days, and everyone is secretly scolding," Barack began, "and I will have a few merchants to be free." ”

"There's no telling when this thing will end," McGee sighed, "and we're all uncomfortable." ”

Sain was instantly attracted by the words, and for a moment he didn't think about anything else, and listened carefully.

"I was bored the other two days, and I found someone," Belak began, "remember? There was a man on the street who ran some kind of training class for the strong, claiming that if you gave money, you would become stronger." Some time ago, I also fell the Paladin of Light. ”

"Oh, remember," McGee asked, "you went to him?"

"Yes," replied Barack, "gave him some money to see how he could get stronger." ”

McGee laughed, as if watching a fool deliberately run away and be deceived, McGee asked, "Have you become stronger?"

"Yes, I'm getting stronger. Barack replied in the affirmative, not at all like a joke.

The other two were stunned, the air froze for a moment, and they looked at each other, McGee couldn't help but ask again: "How did you get stronger?"

"It's complicated, I don't know where to start," Barack hesitated for a moment, "but this man is definitely a master, you can see if he can knock over the light powerhouse." He gave me a lot of tips and was very useful. I don't want to admit it, but I've gotten stronger. ”

"Incredible," McGee shook her head, "unbelievable." ”

"You can go and see it too," Barack suggested, "and he lives in the city anyway, and there have been several times more people visiting him these days than usual." However, it is said that there are few people who actually give money, so most people just return in vain. ”

McGee shook his head: "I won't go anyway, that kind of place is too crowded with all kinds of forces, and it is not suitable for a foolish life like mine." ”

"Will you go, Sain?" asked Barack, "and if you are going, you may call your companions with you." ”

"Well, I'll go back and talk to them. Sain replied.

Then, the topic changed, and the two began to talk about some literary things, such as what great work so-and-so wrote. Sain hadn't read it at all, and he couldn't answer half a sentence, he drank the whole time, and he was worried about getting drunk, and most of the drinking was pretended.

It wasn't until midnight that McGee finally stood up: "Oh, it's so late, so be it for today." Had a great chat. ”

The waiter came to settle the bill, McGee took out a crystal card, and naturally handed it to the waiter, and the same was true for Barack on the side, Sain sat still, he felt that he was the one who was invited, and he didn't have to pay.

As a result, everyone present looked at him, as if waiting for him to do something, and Sain was surprised: "What's the matter? Do I have to pay too?"

"Oh, I forgot," McGee patted her head, "maybe the culture is different, we're all used to AA. ”

Sain cursed in his heart, since the AA system can ask me to drink? But at this time, it is useless to say anything, so he can only ask, "How much?"

"200 crystal coins. McGee replied on his behalf.

Saine had a pain in his flesh, so he drank half a bottle of red wine and ate a few fruits. If you buy all the rice, this money is enough to eat for a year. But fortunately, as the son of a general, Sain finally has a bit of a family background, and he is not at the point where he can't afford it.

When the money left his hand, Sain felt sad in his heart, and he forced a smile on his face, as if he didn't care.

Leaving the tavern, the three of them dispersed. Sain came to Kevin's room, and he knew that Kevin should not be asleep at this time, so he immediately knocked on the door.

Kevin was also worried about him in his heart, reviewing the knowledge of the magic circle over and over again, waiting for him again and again, and when he heard a knock on the door, he immediately got up and lured someone in.

Seeing that Sain's face seemed to be downcast, Kevin couldn't help but be very nervous: "What's going on?"

Sain told everything just now, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, he was still worried that there would be some mistakes in the plan here, and now he just spent some money, which is really not a big problem.

Sain was stunned for a moment, and then began to analyze the problem seriously: "I don't know why, at first I didn't understand that Bellak's words, but then suddenly I understood. It's weird. ”

Kevin didn't have personal experience, and he didn't dare to make a conclusion: "It's indeed possible that it's some kind of mental illusion, ask Xiao Jiu tomorrow, and then ask the ambassador." ”

"Then could I have been given some hint that as soon as he snapped his fingers, I took him under control?" Sain was nervous.

"Are you sure you're awake the whole time?" Kevin asked solemnly.

"I'm sure!"

"Isn't there any dozing off or anything like that?"

"No," Sain replied, "I'm highly focused. ”

"That shouldn't be a problem," Kevin replied, "the mental suggestion command must be in a semi-comatose state, and if you don't sleep halfway through, they shouldn't have a chance to give a hint." ”

"Could it be that he gave some kind of hint that I was highly concentrated the whole time?" Sein nervously began to scare himself.

Kevin sighed, knowing that Sain would be scared to death if he continued to talk about it, so he immediately changed the subject: "The person they mentioned who opened the strong training class, I'm a little interested." ”

"Can you really get stronger?" Sain was skeptical, "could this have been said to me on purpose?"

"Of course it's possible," Kevin replied, "but don't be too cowering, since he fell over the Paladin of Light, many people have looked for him, and they haven't seen anyone. Whether it's the other party's trap or not, we can all learn about it. ”

Sain had no more opinions, and the night was over. Early the next morning, out of caution, Kevin still consulted Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu wasn't sure, she was also half-witted after all, and she also said a lot of powerful hypnotists, which scared Sain a lot.

Helplessly, Kevin took Sain to find the ambassador again, but the ambassador was not very good at high-end hypnosis, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he could only tell Kevin and the others: "Watch him during this time, don't let him run around." ”

Kevin and the others had serious expressions, while Sain was depressed as if he had a terminal illness, and everyone could only comfort him that he was okay, maybe he was just in a trance. But the more comforting he was, the more nervous Sain became.

As for the person who gave the training course, when Kevin offered to meet him, the ambassador's reaction was a little subtle, he was only slightly stunned, and then replied: "You can go and see him." ”

Kevin was surprised, thinking to himself, "Why don't you go see him?" and wanted to ask again, but the ambassador had already changed the subject, asking Sain to rest more or something.

At noon that day, the others were in charge of watching Sain to prevent any changes in him. Kevin took the spoon with him to the trainer's quarters. After bringing some money, weapons and equipment, and getting ready, the two knocked on the dilapidated house.

This house is almost the same as the ordinary houses in the surrounding area, and there are large kobolds in the city living on the side, as well as some merchants and mercenaries. Usually, this street is also deserted and inconspicuous. There is no planning on the streets, the roads are uneven, and there are piles of garbage, feces, and dead people on the roadside.

It's unbelievable that there are masters living in such a dilapidated place. The door was not closed, but it opened when there was a knock, and the house was in shambles, with cobwebs in the corners and a leaky roof.

"Is there something wrong with the two of you?" a voice came from the side door, in imperial Chinese.

Kevin looked back, but saw two curtains hanging in the side door, a wooden table in the middle, a crystal ball on the table, and a person sitting behind the table. Completely different from the whole dilapidated house, the people, the tables, and the crystal ball were all very clean and tidy, and they exuded a magical aura, as if they did not belong here at all.

"I heard you can get stronger here?" replied Kevin.

The other party smiled and took out a crystal card: "Charge the card first, and you will become stronger after charging." ”

"What if I don't get stronger?" asked Kevin.

"Then keep charging. The other party replied as a matter of course.