Dust of History: Crazy (on)

The bonfire is very red and prosperous, and there are crackling sounds from time to time. Just like everyone's interest.

This time the transaction was very successful. The price of art and other special products was higher than expected, and then a dwarf merchant was slaughtered, and a lot of sophisticated weapons were bought at a very low price. Others also got a lot of top-quality wood from the southeast of Einfast, and the products of this kind of wood are very popular in the aristocratic society of the Western Continent. The point is that a pagan riot of unprecedented scale has completely wiped out the forests that produce this timber, and this is the last shipment. The value of these timbers is simply inestimable. Although they already had mercenaries, Oufu also sent three werewolves and a Kodo to help carry and **** their caravan because the goods were too expensive. Many big-eared monsters declared their separation because they couldn't stand Oufu's system, and wandered around the wild highlands to start their old profession of robbers. Oufu's manpower is not enough to maintain the law and order of the entire highland, and considering the emotions of those big-eared monsters who joined Oufu, it is not good to massacre those of their kind who have returned to their old jobs.

But once there are three werewolves in the team, this hidden worry completely disappears. The merchants have been happy since leaving Oufu. Camping in the wasteland almost every night became a bonfire party, and the three werewolves in the team guaranteed the source of meat. But now we have reached the edge of the wild highlands, and we can return to Erasia after walking for two days. So tonight, the merchants even took out their treasured wine and invited the mercenaries to drink it together.

Of course the three werewolves in the team still refused to drink. Oufu has a rule that the orcs are not allowed to be dipped in this exciting drink.

But others are different. The wine and meat heightened the interest to the extreme. The sounds of laughing, chatting, cursing and shouting are intertwined, making the originally dead wasteland woods lively and lively.

Under the influence of alcohol, the mercenaries must be the ones who talk the most. And there are so many topics for them to talk about. There are so many great things that happened this year. Among them, the one who can arouse people's discussion and imagination the most is naturally the wanted criminal. The five-thousand guinea gentleman has enough charm to make him be mentioned on the lips and on the heart.

"If I find out about that guy's whereabouts, I will definitely not say anything. I will go to him first. Pretend to be a very honest and friendly person to get close to him, let him have a good impression of me, and then I will Disarm." A mercenary who was uglier than an orc and more ferocious than an ogre picked his nostrils and talked about his hunting plan. "You have to know that this kind of person who is on the run must be very lonely in his heart, so as long as you touch his heart, he will treat you as a friend. Hiccup" he hiccupped happily , raised his empty hand and stabbed forward in the posture of holding a knife. "I can give him a knife in the back, and then I can, hiccup, hahahaha... Yabin, don't you want the fine steel Xiuka long sword produced by Karondo? I will give you ten of them. Haha. Ai Yimei, Brother Zhen, once I have money, those **** mages in the Tower of Fangs, hum, throw a handful of gold coins over, hiccup...you see if they dare to expel you from school. I can also pass by the way Go and learn the sorcerer's magic...."

"Haha, this guy is obsessed again." The fellow mercenaries and businessmen by the campfire laughed together.

A soldier smiled and shouted: "Zhen, I remember that when you were eighteen years old, you said that you were going to kill dragons underground in Negan, and then when you were thirty, you planned to go to Sandefis Mountain to open a cave. A magic jade mine, forty-five this year, right? The idea of ​​this wanted criminal is coming up again. The plan is getting more and more stingy, and it really is getting more and more worthless."

"No. He is more and more promising. Because he is more and more down-to-earth. When he is eighty years old, he can plan to marry Queen Catherine."

"Hahaha, just find a way to become a cardinal. That's more realistic."

The big man blushed in the laughter of the crowd and shouted: "Do you think I'm bragging? I already have a detailed plan and steps. If you don't believe me, I will tell you..."

"Sure enough, I have improved. I have improved. After returning to Erasia, I will go to the cathedral to apply. No, we may as well go to Celeste tomorrow." Everyone laughed again. Even the three werewolves smiled. Although they may not understand the ridiculousness of the language, they can clearly feel the lively and friendly atmosphere in the crowd.

A handsome young man with a red turban on his head sitting next to the big man patted him on the back: "I appreciate your kindness to help me buy a sword. Regardless of your character, it depends on your character." Looks like monkeys don't dare to disarm in front of you."

Nuggling next to the young man is a girl in a magician's robe. The weathered look on her face can't hide her extraordinary beauty, and the similar appearance of the young man can tell that they are two brothers and sisters. She also looked at the half-drunk mercenary and smiled: "Last time, there was a rich man who wanted to buy his son the title of senior magician in the Tower of Fangs, and took 500 gold coins to find the tower owner of the Tower of Flames. Master Estreta melted the five hundred gold coins into juice, and burned his hands. How much money are you going to take?"

The big man seems to want to argue for his ambition, but looking at the roaring laughter of the crowd, it seems that it will only add some more jokes. So he sat down reluctantly and angrily.

The young man continued to pat the big man on the back with a smile and said, "Even if you step on **** luck, you can really see that person, and then **** luck steps on you again, and he doesn't have much wariness towards you, and he shows his back to you." You, but just like that, can you kill him? That is the guy who assassinated Bishop Ronis and Duke Mrak, and then broke out from the tens of thousands of guards. And he can use necromancy, spit One spit can turn you into a zombie."

"Cut. What necromancer magic. That guy is using the name of the Necromancer Guild to bluff, don't be afraid at all." The big man pulled out a nose hair angrily, and grinned. "The Necromancer Guild has spoken out. Are those guys still lying? Even a few old guys in our guild have been dispatched for this. That guy is dead."

Some time ago, the leaders of several largest organizations in the mainland, such as the Thieves Guild, the Adventurer's Guild, and the Tower of Fangs, received a letter paper made of gold leaf and white gold strands. A little magic amethyst skull. The content of the letter was that the criminal who was wanted across the continent had nothing to do with the Necromancer Guild from beginning to end. And because this person's misbehavior has extremely ruined the reputation of the Necromancer Guild, anyone who can catch this person or find out his whereabouts can get thanks from Di Yagu.

This is the first time that Di Yagu has publicly expressed his intentions to the outside world in so many years, which of course caused a great shock. It is certain that this news is by no means a prank by others. The reason is not only the extravagance and exquisiteness of the letter itself, but more importantly, the way the letter appeared. The leaders of those guilds and organizations were thousands of miles apart in different parts of the mainland, but they all saw an owl flying to them in the middle of the night on the same day with this notice in its mouth.

If it is said that the reward offered by the Einfast Empire has ignited a fire, then this announcement from Diyagu is a big barrel of oil. It can't help dispelling people's original scruples that Di Yagu might be behind this wanted criminal, and stimulated a large number of people who didn't value gold coins very much. The Necromancer Guild is not just synonymous with horror and evil. Under the mysterious and terrifying veil are absolutely unimaginable magic items, legendary scrolls, and perhaps the secrets of dark magic and necromantic magic. There are not a few people who dream of joining the continent's most mysterious organization, but Dejagu's unkindness to visitors is as loud and sinister as his reputation. But now that a way for outsiders to touch it is openly provided, like a shadow hidden under a dangerous black veil suddenly stretches out a jade-fingered lotus root arm, for those countless people who walk in the darkness and face the darkness itself For those who are also very interested, all the passion and blood are boiling under this announcement.

But there are more subtle things that these mercenaries know, but don't pay much attention to. That is, it is said that His Majesty the Pope also received such a letter. Although the church has not made any statement because of this, in many cases not expressing a position is already a statement.

"I heard that in the royal capital of the Ainfast Empire, that man sat on a snatched wyvern and descended from the sky among thousands of troops to rescue his lover at that time..." Ai Yimei, a magician girl Looking at the bonfire, trying to imagine the spectacular scene in my mind, the expression on my face was a bit silly. "This is simply a story like a legend...."

"This beautiful lady, please calm down. Please remember that this is not a fairy tale, and the protagonist is not some prince charming. The person he saved was just a decoy. The princess just wanted to catch this wanted man. It’s just a lie to him.” The young man wearing a turban patted his younger sister’s head, smiled and lifted up the cross on his chest, which turned out to be a magic ornament worn by the clergy of the church. "Lord, please forgive that noble lady. It is a noble sacrifice to sacrifice your body for justice. I heard that the princess is really beautiful...."

A mercenary is shouting: "This little guy is getting puberty. Go back to Erasia and ask you to eat meat...."

"Please be pious when calling on the Lord." An old man among the merchants glared at the shouting man, and looked at the young man with a serious face.

"Yes. Grandpa Leilas." The young man Yabin smiled, nodded and put down the cross.

The old man sighed. He wanted to train this child to be a paladin since he was a child, but it seems that the character can't be cultivated by just being told. The same goes for the younger sister Ai Yimei, who finally sent her to the Tower of Fang in the Eastern Continent to learn magic, but some time ago she felt sorry for the other party, so she let a prisoner go without permission, but was expelled and sent back. If you can get the advanced magician certificate before going to the monastery, you may be able to go to Celeste for further study in a few years.

The old man Leilas used to be the pastor of Erathia Church. He later contradicted Celeste's emissary in a meeting about personnel transfers, and was dismissed and excommunicated. But his devotion to the God of Light is not weakened by this. These two brothers and sisters were orphans he picked and adopted after he was dismissed from the church. He also really regards these two brothers and sisters as his own grandchildren.

Yabin looked at the three werewolves on the opposite side and asked: "Hey, have you seen that guy himself? I heard that the peace treaty between you Oufu and Ainfast seems to be made by this person in the Academy of Magic It's time to sign on behalf of the emperor." This was the third time he had been to Oufu, and he was used to getting along with these huge furry orcs. He didn't care too much about the old events before his birth. From a personal point of view, these werewolves were easy to get along with, even a little simple-minded and honest.

"I've never seen it before." The three werewolves shook their heads.

Yabin also shook his head and sighed, and said: "Speaking of which, this guy is really doing well in Enfast. If you have a little patience, you may be able to get a cardinal position after Bishop Ronnies retires." I don’t know what’s going on in that guy’s head.” He simply walked up to the werewolf and sat down, asking, “Isn’t it a little too powerful for that guy to be able to steal a wyvern right under your noses? Passed?"

"The wyvern...was raised by half-beast...humans and lizardmen...we...don't know." The werewolf stammered and struggled to answer. It is a bit difficult for their mouths to speak human language.

"May the Lord bless you to cure your stuttering problem. Hehe." Yabin smiled and raised the cross to a werewolf. The werewolf snorted.

The old man Leilas looked at Yabin with a dark face and said: "The Lord said that there should be no other gods besides me. Therefore, if they are not the people of God, they are heretics. It is absolutely impossible for these barbaric orcs to convert to God Under the radiance. You are too careless to do this."

Although he has been a businessman for so many years, the pious belief of the old man Leilas has not been stained by money in the slightest. Occasional seriousness like this often makes the companions feel that it is not quite right. Especially a month ago, His Majesty the Pope suddenly began to express his dissatisfaction with Oufu, a city that obviously cannot have a foothold for the church, saying that those barbaric beasts and God's people are on the same level as God's people, which is simply a blasphemy against God. The merchants didn't care much about this, after all, Jin Huanghuang's gold coins were not given to them by gods, and His Majesty's words were just verbal. But the old man Leilas was deeply impressed by His Majesty's holy metaphor. If it wasn't for him being a member of the chamber of commerce, he would never go to this barbaric and dirty city.

"The Lord said that all living beings are equal." Yabin looked at him and smiled. The old man Leilas shook his head and sighed. Yabin patted the werewolf's thick and hairy back and said, "Please don't mind."

Sister Ai Yimei also came over and said to the werewolf: "My grandfather is actually a very good person. You will know after getting along with him for a long time." Seeing these huge orcs, they don't feel terrible.

"The old man is too serious." Some of the merchants laughed. Being excommunicated was a great shame for the pastor, so the old man Leilas didn't tell anyone about his past experience. In the eyes of the people in the chamber of commerce, he was just an ordinary old man with a pious belief.

The werewolf showed a friendly smile, but the fangs protruding from his mouth were a bit ferocious. "It doesn't matter. Our city... the Lord said... everyone has the freedom of belief... freedom of speech."

"May the Lord bless those who can say such things." Yabin smiled.

At this moment, the three werewolves suddenly stood up from the ground.

The werewolf's movements were swift and violent, as if he had been stabbed in the body. Even the hair on his body stood on end, and three pairs of green eyes stared straight at the forest.

The others were stunned. Follow the werewolf's line of sight to look there, but in the eyes of humans, there is only darkness there, no matter how strong the bonfire is, it only illuminates a small area in this wild woods. And there is indeed no sound or strange feeling around. This is already close to the border of Erasia, and there are three werewolves in the team, the big-eared monsters should not make random decisions. And in this kind of area, there are absolutely no beasts that can make werewolves vigilant

"What's wrong?" Yabin asked the werewolf.

"Didn't you....didn't you hear? There's something..." the werewolf replied, and all three werewolves took up arms. The huge meteor hammer under their arms can make any beast and enemy timid.

"Something? What is it?" Yabin and his companions tried their best to stare into the darkness, but in their sight there was nothing but darkness and silence.

"You...don't move, let's...go and see..." The three werewolves walked towards the dark woods. Their figures quickly walked out of the range of the fire and disappeared into the darkness. I wonder if the footsteps of the werewolves were too light, as if they had melted into the silent darkness of the forest. The three werewolves did not leave any traces or traces. The sound just disappeared from people's sight and feeling. The forest in the darkness ahead seemed to be a huge monster, quietly devouring them.

The people around the campfire were a little overwhelmed. Everyone didn't speak, just looked at each other. The bonfire was still so vigorous, and there were crackling and exploding sounds from time to time, but the sound that seemed to be so energetic just now bursting out in the silence was a bit weird.

'Wheeze'. Kodo took a heavy breath, and many people were taken aback.

"These three guys... Are there any problems?" The big man named Zhen picked his nostrils stupidly. "Could it be that we went to **** and pee together..." Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he yelled again. "I see."

"What?" Several fellow mercenaries looked at him.

"Think about it, what is there that they can feel that we can't?" The big man smiled mysteriously and said, "These three guys must have smelled the she-wolf, but in We were embarrassed to say it in front of us, so we walked away in this way."

"Fuck you." Immediately someone threw a piece of mud over. Someone also laughed. The atmosphere eased a lot. While laughing, people also felt that it was probably not a big deal, maybe it was the werewolf's own hypersensitivity, and it was impossible for a group of monsters to emerge for no reason.

People became relaxed again, only the old man Leilas came over and said softly to Yabin: "Did you feel any magical fluctuations?"

"Magic fluctuation? No." Yabin was startled. "Do you feel it?" Although the old man Leilas had been out of the church for a long time, he never stopped praying and meditating in his room every day. Although the people in the chamber of commerce didn't know it, Yabin knew that his cultivation was by no means inferior to that of any priest in the church, and the meditation required by white magic was more sensitive to magic fluctuations than any other magic faction.

The old man Leilas buzzed his nose, as if he wanted to smell something unusual in the air, but finally shook his head, frowned and whispered: "Is it because I'm too sensitive..."

"My name is Ai Yimei, let's work together to perform water mirror detection?" Yabin said softly.

"Forget it. It's probably my illusion, I'm getting older." The old man Leilas shook his head. He didn't want other people in the Chamber of Commerce to know that he and Yabin knew magic, and it was white magic. The use of white magic by people outside the church is not a small taboo in Erathia, a religious country.

There was a slight sound, and the figures of the three werewolves finally appeared within the range of the bonfire. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha..." The big man named Zhen laughed, picking his nostrils and walking towards the werewolf. "How is it? Are you happy enough...."

The werewolf headed suddenly threw a punch. A fist not much smaller than the nonsense's head hit his face with a muffled crackling sound.

The body of the big man flew back to the campfire under the tugging of his head and face. His nostril-picking fingers dug into his head completely, and his palms were completely shattered, becoming pulpy and dented together with his facial features. Going inside the head, an eyeball flew out and hung on the side of the head. The neck was also torn off by this force, at least half of its original length.

Everyone was completely stunned at first. Then a few people shouted: "It's too much. He was just joking."

A shrill, wild and bloodthirsty howl suddenly rose from the ground. The rage and savagery in that howl overflowed beyond the range of hearing, and could even be felt on the skin. This sound does not seem to come from the vocal cords, but is purely an illusion condensed by these animal natures. The boundless silence of the wilderness woods was penetrated and filled with this sound at once. The horses were all startled, struggling desperately and becoming restless. Even the notoriously slow Kodos mooed.

The three werewolves turned their backs to the sky, but there was no moon in the sky, and the clouds on the edge of the plateau obscured the light of the sky. The werewolf was so hysterical that his body was shaking and convulsing while howling.

Everyone was horrified, they could all hear the cry as if it wasn't a joke.

The howling stopped abruptly, and the werewolf rushed towards the crowd. Under the reflection of the fire, the green eyes were full of blood, the sharp white teeth were like a dagger stuck upside down in the **** mouth, the bright red tongue was hanging on the side of the mouth, and the saliva kept coming down drop. This is definitely not a joke.

People's screams were mixed into screams as soon as they started. The movements of the werewolves were far from the reactions of ordinary people. Before the five businessmen could escape, they flew out under the blow of the meteor hammer. The heads of three of them were already shattered like eggs under heavy blows. One's chest was completely opened, and the ribs and fleshy internal organs were turned out together, and the other was almost beaten in half.

The mercenaries subconsciously took up weapons to resist, but in front of werewolves, especially those who seemed crazy, ordinary humans were as vulnerable as bugs. Screams and wailing sounded one after another.

Yabin also raised the sword in his hand to rush forward, but was held back by the old man Leilas. There are usually not many priests in Erathia, where wars are frequent, but the rich combat experience of these priests who often go to the battlefield is by no means comparable to that of colleagues trained by the peaceful and peaceful magic academy in the Eastern Continent. And the old man also saw the key point. He said to Ai Yimei in a deep voice: "Quickly relieve their weakness and slowness."

Aiyimei hastily made gestures and recited the incantation, but her eyes fell on the horribly dead corpses beside her, her voice and hands were trembling. She usually doesn't even dare to watch a chicken being killed.

"Merciful Lord, please comfort that troubled heart." Yabin held his sister by the hand. The pure and gentle waves of white magic swept across Aimei's heart. Although it was impossible to really sweep away the fear and panic, she herself concentrated her energy and continued to chant the mantra.

The movements of the three werewolves suddenly slowed down, and the mercenaries finally managed to hold back. Being able to stop three werewolves at the same time, it seems that the training and learning of the Tower of Fangs is by no means a waste of time.

The old man Leilas kept chanting the mantra in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand to the werewolf. A white light enveloped the three werewolves from head to toe.

After the white light, the werewolf didn't suffer any damage at all, but the attack at hand stopped immediately~IndoMTL.com~ The expression on his face also changed from crazy to dumbfounded.

The remaining mercenaries and merchants finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then they were even more surprised. It can't be seen that the old man Leilas in the caravan, who had always been mediocre, is actually a master of magic, who can miraculously control the situation at this time.

'Huh'. A faint voice came from the darkness. The sound was very small and light. If the werewolf hadn't stopped and the people were silent because of surprise, this extremely subtle sound would never have been noticed.

'choke'. Yabin, who had not moved all this time, drew his sword in his hand and rushed towards the direction of the sound. After the old man Leilas held him and then used magic on the werewolf, he had already seen what was going on. What the old man Leilas used on the werewolves was the 'purification' of white magic. That was to get rid of negative magic, but that stopped the werewolf, which undoubtedly meant that the werewolf's crazy attack was due to the influence of magic.

"In the name of the lord, give me the blade that destroys demons." The long sword buzzed, and the sound was like a dragon, and the snow-white light turned the long sword in his hand into a solidified light. Yabin jumped over a werewolf who was still in a daze, and his figure was as vigorous as an eagle. "The gift of the business owner, bless me."

"Yabin, come back quickly." The old man Leilas shouted. His voice was hoarse and distorted with tension.