Song of Blood and Wine

The second space-Vaisha space, which is the underground space closest to the surface.

The caravan in the city whistled past along the established route in the middle of the road, and the bustling crowds pushed each other in the limited pedestrian space. Along the underground road on both sides, the even low bungalows came from time to time. All kinds of shouts, like buzzing flies in the gutter greet their companions to eat, and like trying to drive away the cold and depressed damp firewood in the winter.

Suddenly, there was a sharp exclaim from a certain low bungalow, like a thunder on a sunny day, scared the ghost Young Lady wandering on the roadside, and scared the skeleton fragile. Skeleton Undead dropped his head, and the old zombie, who was frightened with inconvenient legs, stepped on the skeleton's head, kicked his head far away and fell himself.

"What! You let me work under your hands?"

Because of surprise, Merlin’s recognizable voice has risen by five or six tones, which can almost match the dolphin. The sound is comparable.

"Don’t get excited, just let you join my mercenary group as a non-combatant. Normally, you will be responsible for treating the wounded and configuring potions!"

Come here in Merlin By the way, George wasn't just for greetings or adding some potions. He who fancyed Merlin's high-concentration potion, naturally hoped that Merlin could be turned into his mercenary group.

However, Merlin was unexpectedly very resistant to this proposal, which caused George to feel a very headache.

"Doesn’t that mean working under your hand! In terms of part-time work, part-time work is impossible to work, and it is impossible to work in this life. You can’t do things in wars, but you can only maintain it by selling some potions. Life is like this."

"Is there anything wrong, would you rather squeeze in such a cold and humid basement than go out with me to see the outside world?" George is still a little bit immortal. heart.

"Have you made a mistake, I am not a living creature like you! I am zombie, I am Undead! It feels like going home underground, it feels better underground than outside Don’t you know, all the neighbours here are talented, they speak nicely, I like it very much!"

Looking at Merlin’s look like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, George knew. I can only take out a killing move!

"The highest commander of the Crusaders, Arthur Pandagon, do you know?"

When George said his father-in-law’s name, the air in the entire space instantly solidified Up!

Just like being in the darkest corner of the universe, there is no light, no air, and the feeling of absolute zero makes George’s cold hair covered with a layer of frost, and the zero air pressure environment makes George a momentary I can't breathe at all, almost suffocating!

This feeling comes quickly and goes quickly. When George came back to his senses, everything seemed to have never happened before, but George knew that this was not an illusion, but was condensed by murderous aura. The power of success!

"Aiya, is it accidentally exposed? Really, after being a zombie, why can't I control my strength anymore?" At this time, Merlin returned to his previous frivolous appearance, looking around. Whistling, trying to beat a haha ​​to get through, but after experiencing the murderous aura just now, George has become a frightened bird and doesn't take him at all.

"Domain power, the ability that only the mainland Peak expert can display, you, who are you!"

George instinctively touched his waist, trying to draw out his short The sword was found empty. Only then did he remember that his vampire kiss had been broken in two. After the battle was over, he gave it to the Lucifer family to return to Broken Sword to recast it, so he had to use the inside of his body. Fire Element turned into a short sword.

"Wait, wait a minute, my friend, don't get excited, let's talk about it. You put away the spell first. The medicine here is very precious, flammable and explosive, especially not in contact with Open flame. Either you answer me first, what is your relationship with little Arthur?"

Compared with George Spell's threat to him, Merlin, the black merchant in front of him, seemed to care more about his newly opened treasure shop.

Huh? Little Arthur?