Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 After walking around the town for a while, Butcher came to a damp and dark alley. The beggar by the side of the road sat on a ragged mat with a bowl in front of him. The ragged clothes gave off a disgusting smell, but their bright eyes did not see the look of begging. These are the spies of the Brotherhood, more accurately and bluntly, they are the gatekeepers of the thieves' union. They can accurately distinguish the identity of themselves, customers, and enemies.

　　 Butcher glanced at him, raising his leg to step over. Suddenly, the beggar's eyes burst out, and he reached out his hand to draw the short knife under his son, and rushed at the strong man. Butcher made no sound and kicked the beggar in the stomach with a kick, kicking him into the air. After that, he quickly took the opportunity to elbow down and slammed on the back of the beggar's head.

　　 The beggar lay motionless on the ground, but Bucher walked in without looking back. Some figures appeared in the shadow of the alley, all of them holding sharp weapons in their hands, encircling them from all directions. Butcher sipped to the ground, and then said, "Come to die in such a hurry?"

　　 "Okay, all retreat, don't you know this is a guest?" A hidden door opened in the alley, and a long-haired man in a loose flowered shirt came out from inside. His face was dry and pale, and his figure was thin, like a habitual criminal who had been imprisoned in a dungeon for a long time. "Look at who this is, the butcher of Kelmanga, what a rare guest."

　　 "I don't like that name." Butcher said, "Are you going to talk to me here or let me go in and sit down?"

　　 "Of course, come in, I dare not stop you."

　　 In the room is a warehouse, full of large and small wooden boxes. Many boxes have been opened, piled with soft straw, and crossbows are disassembled into parts and hidden among the straws. Many boxes are piled up crumblingly, and in the middle of such a pile of boxes, there is a secret door that goes underground. Two people went in one after another, passed through a dim corridor, and came to an underground bar.

　　 "Leave a place for my friend, you go to another place to play." The thin man waved his hand, and after a while, he was gone. There is a long bar and many fragrant wines. Butcher sniffed it, and the messy smell made him unable to distinguish the brand, so he took a bottle from the table and gulped it down.

　　 "It's been a long time since I was so happy." Bucher wiped his mouth, and said to the owner of the place: "Silly bird, you owe me twice. Give you a chance and pay it back again."

　　 "Hey, first, I didn't owe you twice, at most once. Second, I am not a fool, but cuckoo. There is a big difference between the two."

　　 "Whatever you want." Butcher waved his hand, and looked around randomly: "Is there nothing to eat here? My stomach is very hungry!"

"No." The thin man looked at Butcher with interest: "Even if there is, the things here are stained with other people's saliva. Are you willing to eat? By the way, why are you so depressed now that you can't even eat enough? If you want to come and do it with me, I have always been generous and appreciate you very much."

"Appreciate a fart! If I come to you, you must try to get rid of me all day long." Butcher's scar shook, and he said: "I came to you because of your old skills. You Do you know there is an arch druid nearby?"

"Oh, you also came for this? A week ago, the guild in Nepo Town also inquired about this. But they were too stingy, so I gave them some superficial information." Cuckoo licked his lips and moved forward. Probing: "There are things about the Archdruid, and it's worth a vote. Let's do it together? Two hundred gold coins, regardless of whether it is successful or not."

　　The so-called worthy vote is nothing more than robbery, theft or blackmail, all of which are illegal transactions. Most of the work only requires the thieves to do it themselves. Now that the thin man values ​​Butcher's fighting ability, it shows that this matter is tricky and may require brute force to solve it. Two hundred gold coins were enough for Butcher for a while, but he obviously didn't want to have too much contact with the Thieves' Guild.

　　 "You can talk about this archdruid first. It's better not to fool me."

　　 "I dare not dare. I don't want the whole guild to become a blood pool. The tragedy of Kelmanga is enough." Du Juan said.

　　 From the town of Wato to the west to the seaside city of Magnima, they are all controlled areas of goblins. This is a dangerous swamp, and there is no known safe road to pass, except for a river with water all year round. The Yoda River connects the two places and also provides sufficient water for the swamps in this area. The town of Vato and the goblin city of Magnimar continued to fight on the river, trying to push the front of the battle to the opponent's area. But if the swamp cannot be controlled, only one river is not enough to destroy the other side.

"The archdruid lives in the swamp. He has something to do with the goblin, so the goblin never attacked him." Du Juan said: "Two or three times, the goblin captured some caravan people. It was this archdruid. Yi mediated and redeemed people."

　　 "So, this is a good person?" Butcher was a little strange.

"Maybe, no one can tell." Dujuan said: "This druid is a bit crazy, the man I sent was beaten by him, and then threw it to the goblin. Fortunately, the man was smart and escaped from the goblin. , Otherwise I thought he was killed by the swamp."

　　 "Is it because the one you sent is not a good person at all." Butcher laughed, "I think that person deserves it."

"Huh, do you think you will be treated better if you go? You say you are a good person or a bad person?" Cuckoo tapped on the table with his fingers: "My men told me that there are many goblins in the place where the druid lives. The tributes, including jewelry and artworks, were found from Magnimar. You also know that there are many valuable things left over from the past in Magnimar. It is worth our risk."

　　 "Tell me where the druid lives~www.NovelMTL.com~ how to get there safely, I will give you a favor."

　　 "Hey, the two of us are good friends, are you in such a hurry to leave me?" Although the thin man said so, his hands were not idle, and he quickly drew a map. Butcher glanced at it and saw that it was marked in great detail, listing rivers, hills, and easily recognizable landmarks.

"Butcher, you saved my life when you were in Kelmangar. I will never forget this. Seriously, I have never been afraid in my life, but I saw you come out of blood and fire. At that time, I was really scared and thought I was dead. Half of the city is dead, what qualifications do I have to be spared? I have always wondered why you would let me go and kill me?"

　　 Butcher's index finger trembled slightly, as if the fierce battle and crazy killing that day had reappeared. He didn't want to talk about it, so he took a few sips of dark beer, then grabbed the map and stuffed it into his pocket. Butcher stood up, a tall figure completely covering the underground bar. He said to Cuckoo: "I will give you an advice, don't trouble the arch druid, because a bunch of paladins are watching him. Whether this druid is good or evil, there is no room for you to intervene. "

"You and the Paladin have no good results. They may discover your identity at any time, and then they will greet you with the trial." The thin man persuaded, "You and them are not the same, no one will give you fairness and peace. shelter."

Butcher turned his head, looked at Dujuan, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "No, I found a very interesting person, maybe this person can give me what I want. Trial, I don't worry about this problem much~www .NovelMTL.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.