"Don't cry there, such a big person is everywhere, the demon hunter of the Zeon Kingdom is here."

Li Shi looked at Archer's puddle of mud, let alone cutting people, it was hard to get on the kang, but fortunately, he had mastered the correct password over the years.

Hearing this, Archer's blood was so frightened that his blood was cold, and he barely stood up on the stone chair, unfastened the belt buckle on his back, and pulled out a special heavy weapon and pinched it in his hand.

This weapon is called a curved sword, and it is a bit like a large Nepalese scimitar.

Lister heard Archer say that he had never received any combat training, but before he became a chef, he worked day and night to handle meat ingredients, peeling skins, picking tendons, removing bones and gutting internal organs, and directly cooking beef with his eyes closed all year round.

There is a famous dish in the Zeon Kingdom that eats monkeys, and for Archer, cutting people is the same as cutting monkeys, and the rest of the fighting skills are self-taught even if they cut people a few times, so they are talented players.

Cooking is not a purely skillful job, and you can't handle the food of dozens or hundreds of people without a little arm strength.

Archer once thought that being a sous chef was very hard, but he didn't expect to be a chef even harder, he didn't work for half a year and was forced to go to the sea.

"Where?"

Archer's adrenaline soared, and the liver's metabolic ability was dozens of times stronger, and he suddenly woke up a lot.

"No, I'm lying to you, the trick is bright, and you may die later."

Li Shi said that if Archer continued to drink, he would not know if he would be cut by a thief in a daze, but he would not be able to quit his dog virtue.

Fen asked the intelligence traffickers to lead the way, and later things changed.

Linden City is not small, and you can't save money on taxis at this time.

The group sat in a cart pulled by two chocobos, which resembled ostriches in appearance, but are much larger, with thicker muscles on the neck and legs, mostly dark green or dark blue feathers, and although not as strong as horses for long distances, they are much stronger on the legs of short distances.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later.

The group left the bustling inner ring of Linden City, came to the outskirts, paid six copper coins, and walked to the inconspicuous dark alley in the corner of the city wall under the guidance of the intelligence dealers.

"A few masters, they are in the wine shop around the next corner."

The intelligence traffickers couldn't figure out what they were saying wrong.

"Okay, you come with us, if there is a problem, I will sacrifice your head to the flag."

Li Si Te tugged at the intelligence dealer's hair.

"Grandpa, I really didn't lie to you, it's a warehouse rented by a farmer in the city, storing some self-brewed loose wine and selling it to a big restaurant in the inner city, and those military masters used some money to stay there, and there was no vacation."

The intelligence dealers were frightened, their legs trembled, and in the future, they would only do business with adventurers, and these people with bounties were suspicious every day, and they themselves were mad.

It's all the information dealers, and Fen thinks that he might have to go on a killing spree later.

Ten minutes later.

Inside the bulk wine warehouse.

Fen and this knight hit it off at first sight, they hated each other late, they sat opposite each other, they used to be nobles, but they couldn't keep their titles when they committed crimes, and they fell from the sky to the ground all of a sudden, and they had something in common.

In the past, there were maids to serve meals, dietitians to match recipes, appetizers, desserts and drinks, and elegant entertainment after meals.

The conversation between the two can be summed up as follows.

Less for the gentlemen, very fond of prosperity, good house, good beauty...... Good flowers and birds, as well as tea, adulteration, orange abuse, book beetle poetry and demons, half a lifetime of hard work, all become dreams.

Now in exile overseas, broken beds, sparse cloth and food, often to the point of no cooking, looking back ten years ago, it is really like a lifetime.

Li Si Te was about to lose his ability to listen to the pestle on the side, and these two comparisons were blown to the sky, showing how good he was to speak before, and how he was down and down now, and he had reached the sentimental part of a middle-aged greasy man.

The intelligence dealers didn't deceive people, this group of military masters did protect the son of a big official of the Aran Empire to come here, but this young master suddenly fell ill and kicked his legs and braided, how can he go back? Hello, your son suddenly fell ill and died in a foreign country, who believes it?

This knight's name is Claude, and he looks like a three-dimensional model, wearing a full set of rigid armor from a serious knight's master, from the soles of his feet to his neck, completely armed, with a glimmer of texture and luster, and must be mixed with some special materials to create, the articulation process at the joints is quite exquisite, and he also needs ten golden dragons again, otherwise he can't do it, maybe this set of armor also has some circuit construction of specialized power, and the chest was originally marked with the emblem of allegiance to the great nobles, but he has crossed out the crime.

Claude was extremely emaciated, with a scruffy beard and blank eyes.

There are also more than 20 trained regular soldiers in the warehouse, with chain mail under their linen shirts, which are also extremely withered, and Claude is not well guarded, of course, these soldiers also sit together, and the imperial power radiates to the entire Western Continent, where to run, think left and right or go to sea.

"Alas......"

Claude closed his eyes and sighed, clenched his fists, and walked eight lifetimes of bad luck to this point, in a dilemma, most of the money was also dropped on the way to the east coast, and now there are only five gold dragons and some scattered silver coins left, and it is better to say by himself, the second half of his life has passed like this, but this group of brothers who were born and died together did not make a living, did they go to farm?

Chat is chat, Li Si Te didn't have the heart to accept these people, the big officials of the Aran Empire, this is not a trivial matter, in addition, the combat power of this group of regular troops should not be underestimated, and they will not accept it, and the other frustration pirates parked on the secret harbor now will not accept it.

"I can't help it, we won't go to sea immediately, no matter what, we have to stay for half a month."

Li Si Te is ready to leave, there is still something to do, Lord Lindon City's work does not know when it will come, but the supplies on the ship must be prepared first, see what is lacking and go to the wholesale market to place an order.

There was still a lot of loose wine in the storehouse, and Claude bought some of it, and at this time Archer did not look at the occasion at all.

Li Si was speechless, you drank someone else's wine, and you left directly after a while, to be honest, it's embarrassing.

"Alas, I know you are pirates, and we don't have to divide the seats when we get on the ship, but we just make a living, and we can afford to wait for half a month, and the news will not be transmitted back so quickly."

Claude is determined to fight quickly, if he doesn't find a way out early, it will be too late when someone really comes, and he knows what he is worried about, he has so many people on the ship, he is afraid of trouble halfway.

Fen was silent, he could talk, and it was indeed not easy for his brother, and he would provide all the support except help.

Li Si Te thought of a way to refuse.

"You used to be a character, how can you do the work of a robber, I have an acquaintance who can take you to the Far Eastern Islands by boat."

Li Shi said indifferently.

"The emperor once went on an expedition to kill evil, and we Syrians have no good life in a foreign land, and we are waiting for the emperor to appoint an heir to pardon the whole country, and if we have gold on our bodies, we can go back and redeem our titles."

Claude muttered.

Fen was noncommittal, and sure enough, it was still not so easy to accept the fact that he had become a bandit, and he was still dreaming, the thieves and thieves who were assigned could naturally be pardoned, how could a big case be possible, if there were no rules, there would always be a corpse to show to the people.

"What is the son of the great official you are protecting here doing?"

Lister asked.

Unexpectedly, Claude's next words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he directly blew up Li St.

"If it's just a small thing, it's okay to talk about it......"