Sitting alone for a long time.

Get up and get ready to head to the local chapter of the Adventurers' Guild in this town.

Encountering such an extremely dangerous situation, Xuan Yuan felt the need to report it to the local adventurer's guild to avoid more casualties in the future.

Leaving the inn, I haven't had time to go far.

I heard someone shouting not far from the street:

"Kill someone~!"

There was a commotion in the street ahead, and the crowd could be seen rushing towards the movement.

Watching the excitement is the nature of many people who can't control it.

Xuan Yuan also walked over with a curious face.

It turned out that the source of the commotion was a roadside clinic.

A large hole was broken in the wall of the clinic, through which several doctors dressed in white could be faintly seen lying in a pool of blood, and other white-dressed doctors were busy trying to stop the bleeding.

The crowd of onlookers began to talk a lot, some of them came late, and they were still asking the people around them what was going on.

"Shhh

"We have this reliable clinic in our town."

"Why were these doctors cut down? Do you know brother, tell me what's going on? ”

Hearing someone ask this, Xuan Yuan suddenly remembered.

Isn't this what Dr. Nahthmin told him about the clinic that leaves a hidden danger in the treatment of people?

It seems that someone at the scene has already stood up and started to tell after watching the whole process.

I saw a bearded brother, like a star, surrounded by the crowd in the middle, speaking with his eyebrows dancing, as if he was in a rare highlight moment in his life.

"Harm!"

"You don't know, I was treating a fall at the time!"

"There was a cool guy who came to the clinic with one hand hanging down and asked for the best treatment for him."

"Only halfway through the treatment, this little brother interrupted the treatment and flipped the table on the spot."

"It's like you're scolding, 'You junk doctors use this junk technique to treat my hands!?' ”

"At that time, a doctor was angry, told him not to spew blood, and asked him to pay the full treatment fee, and called a group of security guards to beat him."

"As a result, this little brother divided five by two, and lay down to ensure safety, and also took out a dagger and stabbed the doctors who treated him, and then walked away."

Hearing this, everyone was amazed.

The bearded eyewitness smiled and continued:

"However, I think this little brother was still measured at that time."

"Don't look at how much these doctors are bleeding, they look scary."

"In fact, the wound is not dangerous, it is just that it is very difficult to treat."

"This is a clinic, and this small injury to the internal organs can't kill anyone at all."

"I just don't know what kind of dispute is there."

Someone is curious:

"So arrogant?"

"I guess I'm going to be arrested by the legal team soon, right?"

The bearded man shook his head:

"Not necessarily."

"I saw that the little brother was wearing a pure white thief's suit, obviously a white thief."

"If there is really something wrong with the treatment, this clinic will not only admit it on its own, but may also have to be fined by the guild."

"The hand is the one that thieves rely on to survive, and if there are any problems left during treatment."

"For a master thief, there will be a limit to the development limit."

"In this regard, the Thieves' Guild has always been quite protective, and the Adventurer's Guild is also biased towards the Thieves' Guild."

Hearing this, many onlookers suddenly realized:

"I see!"

Hearing this, Xuan Yuan asked curiously:

"Excuse me, what do you mean by a white thief?"

The bearded brother stroked his beard and replied with a smile:

"Within the Thieves' Guild, thieves are divided into two systems for management."

"One system is ordinary thieves, that is, our common black thieves, some of whom are innocent, and many of them are forcibly recruited because of crimes."

"The other system is a white thief, it is not easy to become a white thief, not only must you be innocent and have no criminal record, but you will also be secretly assessed for your personal morality, and finally you must have a genius-level combat power that far surpasses your peers."

"Black thieves are ordinary thieves, and only white thieves have a chance to become the core management of the Thieves Guild."

Say it all here.

The bearded man glanced at the doctors lying on the ground in the clinic and said with a smile:

"Obviously, the doctors in this clinic have no eyesight and don't recognize the person as a white thief."

"If you are cut, you can only cut it for nothing, and maybe you will have to pay a fine."

"The White Thieves have the same law enforcement power as the Legal Guards."

"It's just that it's rare to see white thieves, so a lot of people don't know about it."

Hearing this, everyone's curiosity was greatly satisfied.

Someone suddenly pointed to the clinic and said curiously:

"Huh?"

"Why didn't those doctors treat their peers after they stopped the bleeding?"

When everyone heard the sound, they found that the other doctors in the clinic had only done emergency hemostasis treatment for the doctor who had been stabbed, and they would not proceed with the next step of treatment.

Just when the onlookers were feeling strange.

The black-clad legal team has already arrived at the scene and begun to investigate the situation.

Accompanying the team was a confused Dr. Nachtmin.

Saw Dr. Nachtermin coming.

Several doctors, who were lying on the ground and were dying, rushed to him excitedly and begged him to help him treat him first.

Onlookers and adventurers are also regulars at this clinic.

Some people have already recognized Dr. Nahthmin as the clinic that is rumored to be running a black shop.

See this scene.

Adventurers couldn't help but start thinking.

Why in this clinic, the doctors who were stabbed would rather drag the bleeding wounds and wait for the doctors of the 'black shop' to come and treat themselves.

Instead of having your colleagues help you heal?

The adventurers around gradually realized the strange time.

The bearded adventurer who just finished making popular science for everyone.

Looking at the crowd gathered around, he first sneakily glanced around, and suddenly whispered:

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you ever heard of the [Ritual School]?"

Everyone looked at the bearded man with a strange look on their faces and shook their heads.

The mysterious secret of the bearded male god:

"The [God of the Dungeon] suddenly appeared, and he once passed on a set of mysterious and extraordinary moves to the sect leader of the Ritual Sect."

"It's a pity that our sect leader has passed away unexpectedly."

"However, this set of movements has been successfully handed down, as long as it is done in a strict order every day."

"Practicing once a day, you can gradually increase your strength, enhance your body's all-attribute resistance, improve your luck, bless you from disasters, give you a greater chance of surviving in the dungeon, and even make it easier for you to find a beautiful daughter-in-law, seven times a night is considered less."

Some will be skeptical:

"Hey, it's too!"

"You're bragging, aren't you? How can there be such a good thing in the world? ”

The person next to him also catered to:

"It's just that if there is such a good thing, it won't be our turn!"

However, I saw the bearded man with his hands raised high, and his eyes were full of inexplicable fanaticism:

"Don't believe it!"

"I've experienced it firsthand, and I've survived this life."

"Have you heard about the fall of the entire Holm precinct some time ago, and the complete reset after the Great War?"

Someone nodded in agreement:

"This matter is quite a big fuss, according to the grapevine, even the guild leader went to walk around, but he didn't do it."

The bearded man laughed:

"I'm one of the survivors of the runaway dungeon in Holm's precinct."

"At that time, many powerful adventurers who didn't have time to evacuate the dungeon died before the Dungeon of Sktos got out of control."

"During that time, all of us in the Ritual Sect were attacking the dungeon that had gotten out of control."

"As a result, because we insisted on doing the ritual at the entrance to the dungeon, and because a mysterious person destroyed the idol."

"The conflict caused by this caused us to all of us to be sent to the hospital by the guards."

"At that time, we thought that we had been completely abandoned by the [God of the Dungeon], and our faith was shaken for a while."

"But I never expected that everyone would be hospitalized collectively."

"Instead, we have escaped an extinction-level catastrophe that even the iron-level 3-star team can't escape."

"Later, because all the staff were lying in the hospital, they were prioritized to be transported to a safe area as wounded, and there were almost no casualties among all the staff."

"It can be said that according to our original plan, continuing to attack in the dungeon will definitely end up being completely destroyed."

"It wasn't until then that we finally realized."

"The mysterious man who destroyed the idol is not our enemy, but the messenger of the [God of Dungeons] revelation - an angel!"

"He is here to tell us not to erect and worship clay idols, but to be blessed by God as long as we continue to practice our daily rituals!"

Speaking of this, the bearded man faced everyone and said with a fanatical face:

"So, friend."

"Join the Sadhanas!"

"Only the [God of the Dungeon] is the last hope of mankind!"

"Only by believing in the [God of the Dungeon] can we achieve ultimate salvation!"

"We have to be kind, we have to repent, we have to repent, we have to repent of all the sins we have committed in this life, share what we have unconditionally, and help everyone in need!"

Hearing the bearded man's fanatical words, many people frowned and walked away, and some curious people began to walk towards him and began to ask questions.

After hearing everything, Xuanyuan couldn't help but smile a little dumbly.

Unexpectedly, his original actions accidentally saved the lives of this group of people.

It's a mistake, at least this time.

These people didn't misinterpret their meanings, they didn't get a stone to worship and worship all day long.

The sadhana done every day is also considered exercise, but it does not hurt.

Being willing to correct mistakes, being a kind and helpful person in life, and not doing evil, can also be regarded as contributing to society.

As for the things created by these people, they belong to them, and they can play as they like.

It has nothing to do with yourself.

If you run and claim that the source of this action is yourself.

As at that time, I am afraid that many people were destined to persecute themselves as demons who slandered God.

Forget it, as long as you don't add to yourself.

What someone else is going to do.

Xuanyuan can't manage it, he doesn't want to manage it, and he doesn't have the ability to manage it.

While thinking so.

Xuan Yuan left silently with the flow of people.

Leaving only the bearded man, he also impassionedly spread the new ideas of their ritual school among the crowd.

(End of chapter)