"That's it!" the knight smiled happily.

Before Locke could react, he saw that the female knight had already run to the stalls of several demon hunters around her to talk to a few knights.

"Howl, where are the magic books you seized, give them to me!"

"Eric, don't you think it's cheap to sell the magic book you got from killing those two black mages last time to the knight's hall, give it to me first, and I'll give you a good price!"

"Sister Wennath, do you have any extra magic books, give them to me. ”

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When the female knight stood in front of Locke again, there was a "bang", and a pile of magic books half a person tall was scattered on the stall.

Looking at the brand-new pages of the magic books, and the smell of books, Locke could be sure that most of them were new.

However, the only thing that is a little inconsistent is that the covers of several of the magic books are stained with a little blood.

As if seeing Locke's gaze, the female knight explained without blushing and heartbeat, "You see these books are so clean, you definitely earn 10 gold coins to buy a catty, and you can rest assured, the way is absolutely normal!"

Locke believes her words and has a ghost, it is estimated that with the idea of a female knight, as long as the loot from the 'black magician' is a legal commodity, and regardless of whether the magician was a black magician before his death, since you have been slaughtered by me, then I say that you are you.

The half-human-high pile of books in front of him made Locke's heart twitch and his wallet twitch at the same time.

Most of the magic books are extra-thick books, and the weight of one is not light, and there are thirty or forty copies in this pile.

Although there is no specific weight of energy, but every knight is a person who is extremely sensitive to the grasp of power, Locke wrapped all the books, and roughly mentioned that he already knew seven or eight points in his heart.

"It's 1,300 gold moores, please keep it!" Locke handed the female knight a Warcraft crystal nucleus and a money bag.

The high-grade Warcraft crystal nucleus was exchanged by Locke for Bi Li with Jin Moore, Bi Li didn't earn a penny from Locke, and almost sold it to Rock at the purchase price, so compared to Jin Moore, Locke traded with the Warcraft crystal nucleus It was more cost-effective.

The knightess, who had received a large sum of money, was very happy, and invited Locke into the tavern for two drinks.

Locke, who had been standing on the street outside for a while, also felt a little dry-mouthed, and gladly accepted the invitation of the female knight.

In addition to the two of them, the black-armored knight who set up the stall also asked his companions next to him to help him watch the stall, and followed the female knight and Locke into the tavern.

"Lenny, here!" the three of them had just entered the tavern when a greeting rang out from the corner of the tavern.

"Here you are, brother!" replied the knightess, taking the lead first.

When Locke also walked over, he found that there were several knights sitting at this table, each of which gave him a feeling that was not weak, led by a knight with a small scar on his face, and his handsome face, which made this scar slightly hideous.

However, the knight with a hideous face put on a soft expression at this time, laughing with the female knight.

"Moss, you're here too!" the knight saw the black-armored man walking by, "How's the sale going?"

The man in black armor just smiled reluctantly, "It's okay." ”

Hearing the man in black armor say this, the knight's expression also converged, what the man in black armor sold was not just his trophy, but the harvest of their entire team. Even a quasi-knight is not qualified to carry seven or eight magical items on his body.

"It's okay, there is such a large flow of people in this place, don't worry about not being able to sell it!" the knight comforted the black-armored man.

There are seven people in their team, two quasi-knights plus five high-level knights, even with such a strong lineup, in the group of demon hunters, it can only be regarded as average, and if the gain of each mission is not far greater than the effort, then they will be much sadder for a long time.

It seemed that the atmosphere was a little depressing, and the female knight holding the wine bottle in her hand pulled the black-armored man and the Scarface Knight to sit on the seat, "Isn't it a good harvest today, don't think about those sad things, come, I'll introduce you to a friend!"

As she spoke, the female knight pointed to Locke and introduced to the knights present.

Locke just came in to drink, these knights were obviously people in a circle, he was an outsider, how could he tolerate it, introduced their names to each other, Locke found a corner next to him, asked for a bottle of cold beer, and drank himself.

Through a brief introduction, Locke knew that the Scarface Rider was called Wright, the female knight Leni's own brother, and the black-armored knight was called Moss, in addition to the three of them, there were four male knights at that table, and the strength of this group of people was above the high-level squire.

Among them, Scarface Rider Wright and the black-armored man Moss are the strongest, and Locke has determined that both are quasi-knights.

Xia Qian at home can only brew ale, and beer has not yet been learned because she still has her own financial studies.

Locke hadn't had this authentic beer in a while.

The conversation at the next table became louder and louder as several bottles of beer fell, including the female knight Lennie, whose voices were louder and louder, which did not arouse Locke's disgust, and with his ears sideways, Locke listened to the gonzo of several people while enjoying the wine.

These people have been promoted to high-level squires for several years, and they are definitely much richer than Locke in terms of experience, but what Locke didn't expect was that Lennie, a female knight, was thirty years old this year, six years older than Locke.

"Sister, shouldn't you think about personal matters? Scarface Rider Wright, who had drunk a lot, once again urged his sister's private affairs. "I think the last time Bolt was good!"

"No, she looks like an orangutan, brother, can you bear to marry your dear sister to that kind of person?" the female knight Leni blushed drunkenly and hugged the arm of the scarface man for a while.

"Then he is at least a quasi-knight, and I will not be by your side in the future, and there will be someone who can protect you. Wright said bitterly.

"Hmph, why are you going when you're not by my side? Did you find me a sister-in-law? Even without you, there is still Brother Moss to protect me!" The female knight did not give up, anyway, on the topic of marriage, she resolutely did not take a step back.

"Your big brother Moss still has his niece to take care of, how can he take care of you?" Wright's eyes widened, and the scar on his face was like a living centipede, which was terrifying.

But the knight was not frightened, but made a grimace, took her beer and left her brother's side, and went to talk to the other knights at the table.

"Moss, is your niece okay?" asked the black-armored man after the female knight left.

"Well, before leaving this time, I fostered her at her aunt's house. Moss said, taking a sip of wine.

"Alas, you're still young, don't put yourself in it for the rest of your life. Perhaps it was because he had drunk too much, Wright became a little sentimental, patted the man in black armor on the shoulder, and persuaded him, "I'm sure Triliz thinks so too." ”

"I know it all, but I don't want to worry about Brooke's child. Moss sighed.

The black-armored man Moss is 45 years old this year, as a quasi-knight, he is in the last peak moment of his life, once he passes the threshold of fifty years old, his strength, flexibility and other conditions will decline, and finally regress to the strength of a high-level squire.

Moss never married in his life, he had a childhood sweetheart girl named Trilis, and the two had a private lifelong agreement when they were very young.

Later, however, after Moss came into contact with the power of vindictiveness and magic, he resolutely left the small mountain village and went out to pursue his own knighthood, and his fiancée Trilith also supported him at the time.

But what neither of them expected was that this parting would be twenty years apart.

When Moss was in his thirties, he returned home with the strength of a high-ranking squire, and the girl he loved had died of illness, leaving only a niece who depended on each other.

Trilith didn't marry until she died, she had been waiting for Moss to come back, and it was because of this that Moss felt that he owed Trilith too much, although he had known a lot of good women by now, but he was not tempted, he wanted to replace Trilith and raise her niece Brooke.

Taking a sip of wine, Moss lay on the table, lost in nostalgia for his sweetheart. This bit of wine will not have any effect on the quasi-knight-level Moss, but the wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk.

"I really want to go back to my hometown!" the female knight Leni kicked her legs and raised her head to take a sip of wine.

"I haven't been to Lennie's hometown yet, it seems to be in the southern part of the continent?" asked a short knight on their team.

"I've been with the boss for three years, don't you know?" the other knight looked at the short knight with disdain.

"Didn't I forget, I remembered it before!" said the short knight.

"It seems to be some lord's territory in the south called the Likia Alliance. A yellow-haired knight said.

"Rick Collar!" the female knight Leni suddenly spoke.

"That's right, this is the territory. As soon as the yellow-haired knight remembered, he turned his head and saw a trace of tears in the corner of the female knight's eyes at some point.

"This mission is over, let's go back and have a look~" Scarface Rider Wright walked up to his sister and patted her sister's armor.

He and his sister Leni hadn't been home for a long time, and although their parents had died, there were some other relatives, and it would be good to go back and see the old man.

"Likia Alliance?!" exclaimed Locke, who was sitting not far from them.

When Scarface and the others turned their heads curiously, Locke had already walked over with a bottle of beer.

"Are you knights of the Likia Alliance?" Locke asked in surprise, it was rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but it was such an inconsequential topic, and the knights rarely cared about it, and besides, there were many people in the tavern.

"No, it's just me and my sister, and Moss. Scarface Wright looked at Locke who walked over suspiciously.

"Hello, let me introduce you again, my name is Locke, and I'm from the Kingdom of Faustin!" Locke smiled and handed over his hand.

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