"It's a terrible laugh!"

Locke, who had been calmly watching these robbers, said this sentence calmly, which made all the robbers in front of him who were still laughing proudly stunned.

The next moment, as soon as Locke's figure moved, the person disappeared in place.

"Who gave you the courage ......" With each word, a cold light flashed from the cross sword in Locke's hand: "In front of me...... What a laugh! ”

By the time Locke had finished speaking, all the robbers, each of them had a deep sword mark on their necks, and warm blood sprayed out, staining the basement floor red.

There was still disbelief, fear, and despair in the eyes of each of the robbers, and one by one they fell to the ground as Locke shook off the blood stains on the crosssword and retracted the crosssword from its scabbard.

After the completion of Gun Martial Arts, Locke's marksmanship, mixed martial arts, and cold weapon mastery were all integrated into this skill.

With the cross sword in hand at this moment, Locke is still able to deal with the enemy with extreme precision and speed.

"No !!" At this time, the old lady made a terrible sound, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, hugged the bandit leader, and cried.

"So this is the story of the robber bride?"

Recalling the fairy tales he had seen, looking at the old lady and the girl who had been brought back by the robbers, Locke thought to himself, and looked at a barrel behind the old lady.

Sure enough, a girl climbed out of the barrel, looked at the robbers who had been killed, and said, "This hero, did you come specifically to destroy these robbers?" ”

"It's just a coincidence." Locke said lightly: "It's just their bad luck to meet me, which makes me feel bored." ”

"Anyway, thank you for eliminating these robbers, I'm the daughter of a miller in a nearby village." The girl who crawled out of the barrel said:

"My father wanted to marry me and a young man proposed to me......"

Sure enough, what the girl said was the fairy tale robber bride, and the robber leader deceived the girl's father in the name of proposing marriage, so that the girl was engaged to him.

After that, he invited the girl to come here.

Because she intuitively felt that something was wrong with the bandit leader, she left peas as a mark along the way, and when she got here, she met this old lady.

The old lady was actually the mother of these robbers, but she was kind-hearted and hid the girl in a bucket while the robbers did not appear.

"Thank you, great hero, for saving me from the dark abyss!"

"Hmm!" Locke nodded noncommittally and said, "Just call me Locke." ”

Looking at the robbers who fell on the ground, Locke was really a group of weak chickens, and killing them finally gave him a hundred potential points, that is, a trip fee.

Quests can also be triggered in the fairy tale world, and now it seems that it will have something to do with those fairy tales, but Locke still needs to know more about this world.

Thinking of this, Locke looked at the girl, the daughter of a miller, from whom he should be able to get more information about the world.

The overall social form of the fairy tale world is similar to that of medieval Europe, and Locke asks the miller about the general situation around him, and more information is not known to the miller.

So a few days later, Locke bought an ordinary horse in the village and went to the nearest city.

The miller's daughter seemed to be a little reluctant, but Locke didn't want to stay and inherit the mill.

He wants to continue to pursue opportunities in fairy tales, not only to trigger quests to get rewards, but also to some magical items that also make Locke excited.

In the past few days of meditation, Locke has found that the efficiency of meditation in this world is five or six times higher than before.

Clearly, there is a reason for the system to choose this world as the welfare world.

After Locke began to teach Peggy's magic, he was still a little flustered, because he found that Peggy was cultivating meditation faster than himself.

In this case, in ten or eight years, he may be overtaken by Peggy.

When he was reading fairy tales for a long time, he noticed the golden apple that once appeared.

The legend of the golden apple has been heard by many people, Gaia, the goddess of the earth, who brought back a large tree from the west coast as a wedding gift for Zeus and Hera.

The trees were full of golden apples, and Zeus sent the three daughters of the night god to guard the sacred garden where the golden apples were planted, and a hundred dragons to help them do so.

The myths and legends related to the golden apple, the most famous of which are the three most beautiful goddesses of Greek mythology, Hera, Athena, and Aphrodite, compete for the golden apple.

Zeus asked Paris to be the referee.

In order to get the golden apple, the three goddesses made a promise to Paris.

Hera promised to give him supreme power, Athena was willing to give him wisdom and strength so that he could become a hero to be praised by the world, and Aphrodite could make the most beautiful woman in the world fall in love with him and be his wife.

In the end, the young man Paris made the stupidest choice in Locke's opinion, but it was in line with the nature of a man, and gave the golden apple to Aphrodite.

Later, with the help of Aphrodite, Paris kidnapped Helen, the queen of Sparta, which led to the Trojan War.

The three goddesses compete for the golden apple because the golden apple is a gift to the "most beautiful goddess", and the three goddesses are competing for the most beautiful title.

But being able to get Zeus to arrange for the dragon to guard it, and as a gift to the goddess, the value of the golden apple itself can be imagined.

If it was a golden apple tree guarded by a hundred dragons, Locke didn't want to get involved at all, but in this fairy tale world, there was another chance.

There are several fairy tales that Locke has seen that have golden apples, and the one that excites him the most is that there is a fairy tale that describes a king who planted a golden apple tree in the court.

But the fairy tale doesn't say which country's king is at all, and treasures like golden apples must be kept strictly secret, and it is not easy to find out.

Locke could only look for a needle in a haystack, and before he knew it, three or four months had passed.

On this day he came to a city and found a hotel to stay in.

Most of the inns of this era were two-storey, with the first floor being a tavern and the second floor being a place to stay.

Locke opened the door and heard a mixed commotion, the first floor of the tavern was brightly lit, and the patrons of the tavern drank inferior ale and boasted about what they had seen or heroic.

These people were filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat, and when they were drunk, they stretched out their hands to the maids passing through the crowd, causing a wave of anger or scolding.

Locke ordered a bite to eat, chose a seat in the corner, and sat down, looking at everything in the tavern.

At this moment, the door of the tavern opened, and a young man with an obvious angry look walked in, staring at the owner of the bar with a gloomy face.

"I thought it was, it turned out to be our generous Mr. Will here."

A man in the tavern recognized the young man and said loudly, "Last time Mr. Will invited us to a sumptuous meal with a magical table that could conjure up a steady stream of delicious food. ”

"The magic table?" Hearing this, Locke perked up and looked at the young man.

(End of chapter)