Shaman from Afar

"The Isaac Grantham you mentioned is here?"

The red-haired girl named Vera looked up and down at the dark-haired wizard, and her eyes were straight and straightforward, revealing the simple and clear word-don't believe it.

"Look at the beggars around those scrap ships?" Loren, who was hiding behind a rock, pointed to the scrap ships not far behind, and he smiled helplessly: "They are the evidence."

The skeptical female night watchman crossed his cheeks and looked across from the edge of the rock. Around the scrapped ship on the shore, there were indeed a few sparsely-dressed, poor people with disheveled hair, and numb eyes around the campfire. Looking around.

"Isn't it just a group of beggars, I didn't see any problems." Vera snorted coldly and looked at Loren with a smile on her face: "There are so many such poor port areas, what's strange ? "

"A little suggestion, think carefully before you speak, especially after getting a hint." Loren's face was filled with a bright smile, and the female night watchman immediately explained before he could beat him: "Did you not notice ? All these beggars are men! "

"What's wrong with that ?!"

"All men, to be precise, they are all adults." The black-haired wizard added: "Yes, if you meet this group of beggars on a street, it may not be a problem, but this is not an alley— —There are only a group of adult men in the beggar ’s shack, not even a child or a woman. Is this really normal? ”

"Maybe they are in the boat!" The night watchman rebuked disapprovingly.

"Very good! You will answer it quickly, but this is a big improvement!" Loren praised him without hesitation, although this made Vera want to strangle him more: "The last point, their appearance."

"... Can you stop talking nonsense and just say yes?" Vera regretted bringing him more and more.

"That is to say, the real beggars are not like them." Loren shrugged his shoulders: "So I concluded-these people are not beggars, but the people who Alto Bellini stayed to monitor Isaac."

Responsiveness is the cleverness in battle, and good at observation is the guarantee of everything. In Yingou Alley and Gumu Town, especially Shenlinbao, Loren has seen many times those who are so poor that they have nothing left but have not eaten for a long time.

These people, even if they look strong, have sunken cheeks, muscle atrophy, and a blue complexion, and they have always been in a state of weakness. It is impossible to be as energetic as these "beggars".

"Of course, even this does not rule out the possibility that they are really beggars, so we sneaked in and then ... what are you doing ?!"

"Kung Fu is nonsense, it is better to have a quick decision!"

Before Loren turned around, the impatient Vera had already rushed, not forgetting to sneer at the dark-haired wizard, and ran away in the direction of the hulk with the dagger in both hands.

"Wait, they still ..."

When Loren was about to speak, the "beggars" surrounded by the bonfire immediately noticed the movement here, and a dozen figures flew towards the female night watchman in an instant!

Obviously, the "sneak sneak" plan originally envisioned by the dark-haired wizard could already be thrown into the trash.

The violent Willa opened her left hand and suddenly broke the palm of the blue rune.

"Beyond perception"!

The two "beggars" who were the first to attack were not aware of any change in her, and the dagger stabbed them into their hearts. Still screaming in the future, the female night watchman with a crazy look waved his right hand, and his throat was cut open again!

In an instant, Vera snatched the weapon of the "Beggar", turned back a sword, and penetrated the enemy's chest behind him.

The four enemies came up almost at the same time, but Vera, who used "beyond perception", was obviously faster. At the moment when he stepped backwards to make his body too open, he could still jump from the spot, roll over, and then enter the Xiaoying Just descend from the sky and directly knock the nearest enemy to the ground!

Almost "Looking Around" Loren came to two conclusions.

First of all, Peter Fassa is right, Vera is indeed the best night watchman among them-just a contact battle, which almost perfectly reflects the true use of the high-order magic spell "beyond perception".

It was used for raids and assassinations from the moment it was born.

Unlike a dark-haired wizard who is not afraid of the erosion of the void and can "endlessly", most wizards and warriors will stay up to four quarters under the cover of this high-level spell, and then there will be extremely severe disengagement and dizziness. Muscles twitched and even foamed in the mouth, fainting on the spot.

Therefore, the really correct approach should be to break through the enemy with the fastest speed, or find a safe place to rest as soon as possible after launching a short raid, and wait until the recovery is almost completed before continuing the battle.

Rather than being the same as Loren, relying on the effect of the spell itself and confronting enemies that are much stronger than yourself, or even playing a battle of attrition between each other, it was completely dead.

Secondly, this girl, like a female elf and dancer, was instinctively fast.

Just as she quickly brought down nearly six enemies, the remaining "beggars" had completely surrounded her. Vera, who gritted her teeth, never gave up, and even became more and more courageous. She had no intention of asking for help from Loren.

Sighing, the dark-haired wizard lowered his body, moved quickly along the grass and rocks on the shore, and quietly approached a "beggar" who wanted to sneak attack and cut his throat with the "caster" "The left hand of the glove presses on the ground, and the gray-blue nine-pointed star spreads on the ground.

The besieged Vera immediately felt something strange and retreated instinctively. The four "beggars" immediately rushed at her-in an instant, the four stone pillars suddenly burst from the ground!

"Rock Will" ——!

The four unguarded people were bored by stone pillars, and the blood-stained cylinders protruded from behind them, so the four people were hung in midair.

The stunned red-haired girl froze in place, and heard screams from behind, and the two bodies fell softly beside them. Looking back, the dark-haired wizard stood there, smiling and extending her right hand to her:

"are you OK?"

Vera, who was silent, took his hand from the ground and looked very embarrassed-this was the second time he was saved by this guy, and it was entirely because he was too reckless ...

"Sorry!" The red-haired girl looked at some stunned Loren: "I will repay you in the future!"

"... Uh, let's discuss this later." Loren hurriedly smiled and pointed to the hulk not far away: "It's time for the task at hand, and first determine whether Isaac is here.

Moreover, there may be other enemies! "

Some embarrassed Vera nodded coldly, and took the initiative to walk ahead. With a smile, Loren had to shrug his shoulders and picked up the short knife on the ground and followed her.

The next battle was much easier than Loren imagined—although the fighting outside had already attracted the attention of the “beggars” in the scrapped ship, this time the red-haired girl did not take the initiative to rush out, but performed meticulously With his orders, even the enemies he saw would not start first.

Although the dark-haired wizard could vaguely understand that this was the other party's "compensation" for the behavior just made in this way, it was just too "awkward" and even made him a little uncomfortable.

After quietly killing the guards outside the last two doors ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The two finally came to the door of the hulk. After glancing at each other, Loren first opened the door, and at the same time Vera rushed in!

After a moment of silence, the dark-haired wizard standing outside the door hardly heard any sound. In his vigilance, he walked into the cabin with a somewhat surprised close to the door. The red-haired girl was so stunned. Standing there motionlessly:

"This is the one you said ... a genius wizard, Isaac Grantham?"

Listening to the sleepwalking voice of the other party, Loren looked in the direction she was pointing, a guy squatting in the middle of the pile of books, holding the roasted chicken in one hand and nibbling hard, and holding a quill pen to draw on the blackboard Appearing in his vision, the unkempt face, the big stubble all over the face, the entire cabin is a thick, about to rot smell.

Probably choked, the man threw the roast chicken aside, picked up the ink bottle and poured it into his mouth as wine. As soon as I looked up, I saw a familiar figure, and a startled light burst into my eyes:

"Loren Turin, how did you find it here, that stupid alchemist ... I mean Ain Rand, have you come with you ?!"