I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 68: Black Fist Coach
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"You killed a member of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood, and the advanced quest officially started"
"Remaining time: 6 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes"
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"You have acquired agility shard*3 (quest item)"
"Note: Dexterity Fragments are special quest items during the advanced stage.
Every time you kill a member of the Red Sleeves, you will receive a random number of Dexterity Shards.
In the final settlement of the advanced task, every 100 pieces of agility can be exchanged for 1 additional attribute: agility"
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"Can agility shards be exchanged for additional agility?"
Roger's breathing suddenly became heavier.
He is not surprised by the official launch of the advanced quest.
As early as when I first entered Capone Manor.
He chose to accept the mission, and he was of the "Destiny Class"!
At that time, the system prompted a similar situation.
As for why he chose the Destiny class.
It wasn't that Roger had a sudden gambling attack and wanted to give it a shot.
But the temptation of "Secondary Advancement" is too great.
Combined with the information provided by Freya, Roger felt that he was still capable of handling the "Servant of Ikadore".
After all, the magical abundance of the Hall Country is here.
No matter how strong Ikadore's servants are, they will only be around level 30 if they die.
He thinks he can give it a try.
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Forcibly restrained the thought of rushing out to find the people from the Red Sleeve Brotherhood.
Roger carefully examined the "Disguise Technique" that appeared in the data column, and his thoughts turned rapidly.
"With Disguise, can you be more aggressive and bold?"
He gently placed the female assassin's body on the sofa, then fumbled over her for a while.
Soon, he found what he was looking for.
That's four tightly packed "Transfiguration Item Packs"!
In Mystra.
A facelift is no easy task.
The effect of Disguise without the item pack will be greatly reduced.
Sometimes you can only lie to yourself.
Roger quickly opened a kit.
There are a lot of gadgets like brushes, powders, paints, etc.
There is also a well-preserved human skin mask.
It's just that this human skin mask belongs to a middle-aged man.
Roger's heart skipped a beat.
He turned the female assassin's body over and scratched her face.
A wonderful touch came from the palm of the hand.
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"You found a human skin mask"
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"Sure enough, it's also a mask."
He ripped the human skin off her face.
A pitted face is revealed under the mask.
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Five minutes later.
Roger, who was disguised for the first time, walked out of the box nervously and quickly closed the box door.
The expected trouble did not arise.
In twos and threes, they looked over, but quickly backed away.
He pulled up his coat and tapped his boots into the depths of the bar.
Follow the gargoyle's induction.
He successfully walked through a long corridor, and then stepped on a large section of the revolving stone stairs, and came to the basement of the bar.
Along the way, he encountered several levels.
But no trouble.
The guards didn't dare to attack him at all.
It seems that this "Vicky" has a very high status in the stronghold.
In the middle of the basement is a long walkway.
The two sides are separated into single rooms.
There are many men in the single room.
They were topless, slamming the sandbags in front of them.
Some are fighting each other.
The scene is very intense.
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Roger glanced at the air with a look.
These people are members of the Red Sleeves Brotherhood.
There are about forty or fifty of them.
One thinks that these bandits can be exchanged for Agility Fragments.
Roger's eyes could not help revealing a hint of coveted color.
However, he quickly gathered his emotions and strode into the depths of the tunnel.
At the end of the hallway is a heavy door.
The door is now half-open.
"You're so rude. Vicky."
Such a voice came out of the door.
Roger didn't say a word, walked in quickly, and gently closed the door.
This is a very spacious room.
There are a lot of sandbags on both sides of the room, and a large desk in the middle.
Right now.
There are two men sitting on either side of the desk, one of them is old Pete.
The other man is wearing a black tight vest, and the exposed part of his body is very beautiful.
He manages his head, and his face is firm, like a stone statue.
He is the third leader of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood that Roger is looking for - Apo!
Watching Qi quietly activates.
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"Awa LV23 Black Fist Coach Life 309 Defense 18"
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"Have you got the foreigner?"
"Then this gargoyle is ours."
"I remember that the second leader also seems to have such a statue in his hand."
Old Potter said lightly and cheerfully.
But Apo suddenly stood up from his chair!
His eyes lit up with fighting intent:
"Who is coming?"
Roger's heart skipped a beat.
Although I don't know where the flaw is, Apo has clearly seen through him!
Now that the camouflage is no longer necessary.
Without hesitation, Roger chose to strike first.
The gargoyle statue in Old Potter's arms slammed into a black mist.
A scarlet light flashed by.
The gargoyle's claws snap out of Old Potter's heart!
It turned back to Roger and showed a bright smile, who knows the next second, it flew upside down!
Awa slowly closed his fist.
The terrifying punch directly smashed the gargoyle into the heavy stone walls of the basement, making a big noise!
Roger's face was a little awkward.
Through the servant contract, he can feel that the gargoyle has been seriously injured!
"If I take this punch, even if I don't die, I will lose my skin!"
Apo's strength exceeded his expectations.
The punch just now was outrageous.
It's not like a level 23 person can play it at all!
Outside the gate, someone probed their brains, presumably they heard something going on inside.
Apo walked to the gate with a calm expression:
"Go back to training."
The crowd immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
Roger's expression became odd.
Is this meant to be one-on-one with yourself?
What a conceited Apo!
"I smell an old friend in you."
Apo said solemnly:
"He's my teacher."
Roger frowned, not knowing what this guy was trying to say.
He moved step by step.
Adjusting his posture.
"Ten years ago, he was hanged on a sandbag by me and beaten to death with my fists."
"It's a pity he didn't want to teach me real tricks until his death."
Apo placed his fists in front of his chest ~IndoMTL.com~ and squeezed them tightly.
A crisp, crunching sound.
Sounds back and forth in the basement.
"Don't let me down."
He hooked his finger at Roger, and the fierce fighting intent in his eyes became even more turbulent.
Roger is silent.
The two sides faced each other for a while.
Suddenly.
Roger's body suddenly rises.
Skill: Wild Burst!
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"Hint: Your strength, constitution, and agility have also increased by 1 point"
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In an instant.
Roger rushed towards Apo as if he was hungry.
Apo grinned, steadied the lower plate, and stood still.
Kaishan Fist!
The cold fist wind has not yet hit Awa's chest.
He was deflected by an understated block shot.
Roger's expression didn't change.
This punch was just a false shot.
The real killer move is still in the next game!
Squeeze your **** legs!
There is a clanging sound.
Roger gasped—a sharp pain came from the front of his calf.
Apo grinned grimly, his thighs snapped!
If Roger hadn't been quick to see the opportunity, he would have caught his calf and something would have happened!
"He's got an iron crotch?!"
Roger cursed inwardly.
"Is that all it takes?"
Awa shouted loudly:
"Does the so-called martial artist only have so much strength?"
"Bring out your skills!"
Roger clenched his teeth and rushed in, with a flash of blue light in his hand!
The green cockroach sword is like a snake.
Straight to Apo's heart.
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