The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

The Adventurer ’s House became the Federal Garrison Command, while the Kraken Bar turned into a luxurious salon opened by a brother. ↑ Apex novels, even the mercenary union and the adventurer ’s union sold their large office buildings to the federal merchants, and evacuated most of the staff, leaving only three or five staff and small offices Office.

The autonomous city of Heman is a "free" city, a paradise for adventurers and mercenaries. Although the city is degenerate, chaotic, and disorderly, as long as it has strength, it can also be mixed up here. Lawless wild dogs and marginalized people breathe free air here, live freely here, and die freely here.

However, the Union's Black Man City is absolutely impossible to become a lawless paradise. For these powerful powers, it is absolutely impossible to allow themselves to directly govern the existence of a so-called "sin city". Perhaps for this reason, the Adventurer Union and the Mercenary Union finally gave up this once "Adventure Paradise".

It was only at this time that the adventurers and mercenaries in Heiman City finally felt the rolling wheel of history rolling over themselves. Of course, people with strength, money, and capital have moved away, such as the elves and couples; people with industry connections, and prestige, have not suffered much, such as Mr. Baggins. But most people do not realize that the times have changed, and can only wander in the city that is becoming more and more unrecognizable, like a group of kittens wandering by the body of the female cat. They got together, drinking hard liquor, scolding the ruler, the federate, over their heads, lamenting the impermanence of the world. Drunken dreams. Tomorrow will be another day, but it may be another tormenting day.

Mrs. Duran's Bar is located in the east of Heman City. It is such a place for former adventurers and mercenaries to hold a group to keep warm.

"Actually, it's water-filled ale, and what a special thing ... what the **** is this Madame Duran brand?" Even his body is several times thicker than normal. At first glance, it is a typical mercenary rough guy shouting loudly at the table. His voice was like a thunder on the ground, and it would definitely make the quiet beauties tremble in other places, but unfortunately, no one noticed any attention here.

"Of course we did it ourselves. Didn't you see the logo above?" The only bartender who was willing to ignore him stood behind the bar, squinting his eyes at the mercenary while wiping his glass slowly. Looking at his expression and movement, it really looks like a professional bartender. It is a pity that from the appearance, it is more like a mercenary than most people in this bar. Um, the elite barman of the Wu people, this may be the characteristic of the entire Heiman City, maybe it was developed from the famous sea monster Mr. Donkey hanging the flag. If you are passionate about philosophy, you will love this feature very much. It is a pity that these rough guys who lick the blood all year round can hardly appreciate such characteristics.

"Shang ... trademark? Isn't this your own painting?" The mercenary squinted at the sign on the wine bottle. It took a long time to ask the hefty pattern of the painting in a crooked manner: "You ... are you drawing a goblin?"

The bartender groaned for a few seconds, and then put down the glass he was wiping. Slowly escaped under the bar ... a wooden stick. Then the transition from static rotation was completed within half a second. Before the other party reacted, the stick had hit the mercenary's cheek with a fierce spit.

"Yeah! This is what I painted! How about that? My painting was taught by my boss. He used to be a mercenary. So what? This is obviously the founder of our tavern, Mrs. Dulan, I do n’t see it? There is no need for your eyes! "He roared endlessly. One side jumped to the mercenary who was attacked by sneaking, and kept punching the soles of his feet.

A second ago. This bartender is still very quiet and calm ... well, muscular brother. But even the muscular brother is so slow-looking, and the cloud is breezy, others carelessly think that this is a hermit-level oss. However, he just ran away without warning, and then this caused a tavern violence.

Of course, since Mr. Bartender is such a person, the style of Mrs. Duran ’s bar is naturally self-evident. This is a bar located in the back alley of the city. It is said that it has a history of 100 years. It is said that its earliest boss was a beautiful dark elf lady, who named herself "Mrs. Duran", hence the name. It is said that this bar did not actually sell alcohol at the earliest, but a black shop selling meat pies. Of course, it is also said that Mrs. Duran met a paladin who traveled here and fell in love with the other at first sight. ... All in all, this is a bar with a lot of stories.

However, a story does not mean that it must be luxurious. Tattered houses and signboards, dim and dim lights, water-filled ale, dark bread that can be used as weapons, and air-dried meat, plus the lowest-level war wild dogs, and the eternal flooding between them. Unfading hormones and rude philosophical atmosphere, this is the color that Madame Duran's bar will never change.

"Ah, new people will die every few days." A man dressed as an adventurer was drinking, but he didn't plan to dissuade him.

"Now young people just don't know how to bless them! Now, it's good to have a drink." Another person dressed as an adventurer of some age said. The wooden cup in his hand was supposed to be the same type of "Mrs. Duran" brand mixed ale, but he happily drank it, and he licked the corner of his mouth: "Man, you must know, now It was n’t the time before. In the past, we decided for ourselves. Now, it ’s the federal government. The magicians are the big ones. They say that there is a shortage of food in the city, then there is a natural shortage of food. "

Since there is a shortage of grain, there is of course no way to make wine. Anyway, several well-known breweries in Herman City have now been completely shut down. The ordinary mercenaries are very familiar with it. It is difficult for ordinary wine drinks such as cheap ale and rum to be on the counters of various bars. found it. As for the more expensive imported wines ... Masters of magicians have said that it is now the time of war. The commercial road has been cut off, and even grain has not been able to import. Not to mention luxury goods.

Master magicians are always right, because. Now here is what they say.

"Alas ... After the Federation came, the city of Heman gradually became unrecognizable. Taxes for winemaking, taxes for tobacco, taxes for Skumar and Moon Sugar, taxes for ladies, and more The important thing is that we have to increase taxes even for the spoils of a little adventure! Now it is the powerful caster masters who rule the city? I thought it was the group of Neosfia who wanted money. Of profiteers. "

The lawless Black Man City adventurers are best at dealing with dangerous ruins and monsters, but the most noble are those who are above the nobles and cumbersome laws and regulations. Alcohol is scarce. The number of women who have lost their footsteps is reduced. It is estimated that the days without stimulation are even more unbearable. What is more unbearable for them is that when these adventurers and mercenaries risked their lives for a lifetime, they got enough from the adventure activities and mercenary tasks to let themselves live For a long time when the spoils of life were drunk, the federal tax officials always appeared at a very appropriate time and took away a large amount of their commission. What is said to be the “luxury goods consumption tax” prescribed by federal law.

It turns out that touching the baby in the Lower Forest in the Black Forest is also "luxury consumption"? I was really taught a lesson. Although I always feel something is wrong ...

"The fist is the old man. The federal caster masters are powerful enough to rule a country, and of course they can also be powerful enough to bully us, the poor mercenaries who have no power."

"Powerful caster masters? These powerful caster masters were picked up by the gang of skeletons and the green-skinned barbarians above Iron Rock Canyon." A mercenary blew a whistle, and **** with a malicious tone With a sneer, "If the group of Neosfia profiteers who were dying for money were to rule here, maybe there would be no war. People could directly use the gold coins to kill the plague king!"

This joke is not strictly funny, but it still attracts the laughter of many guests in the bar. For these adventurers in the Black Man City, the savior federation from the sky is not a pleasing ruler. Just a few words of incompetent caster masters every day. This is the biggest entertainment for these adventurers in the Black Man City.

Then, the indoor conversation gradually became more lively.

"It's weird. Isn't it fighting now? Isn't that what we most expect from 'war wild dogs'? This is the case? The two aristocratic masters fought. We just found the last one and surrendered to the past. Lord lord In war, if you win, you can arbitrarily make a fortune. Even if you lose ... well, as long as you do n’t die, you can at least get a sum of money from the employer. If you are fancy by the lord, maybe you will be recorded. As a courtier, if you are lucky, you will be given a knighthood. That ’s how my eldest brother ’s nephew ’s eldest brother ’s brother-in-law made a fortune, and now he ’s really a knight, married a wealthy widow, and lived through the city. The life of the upper class ... "

"Yeah, there is a better example-Sword Emperor Resnate, the target of mercenaries all over the world, right?"

"I thought the mercenary's target would be Dawn Knight Paine."

"That's an idol! Fool, at first sight you are a rookie who just debuted, and you still have a milky taste on her body." Old Youtiao put on a predecessor's attitude and said seriously: "The so-called idol is that you worship him but don't want to be He, and the so-called goal, is that you will say bad things about him but just like being him. "

"Oh, it's so deep!"

"We are free mercenaries and adventurers. The water in this line can be deep. Learn well, newcomers!"

"However, you still haven't answered my previous question."

"Huh ... would I still sit here and drink water-laden ale if I knew? Uh ... the newcomers are really not cute! Are you deliberately finding fault? You xx"

"Originally! You are the old xx!"

"Want to fight? Xxx!"

"It's you old xx!"

With a lack of literacy but a lot of special vocabulary destined to be torn by harmonious mouth guns, it was the beginning of another group fight. After all, mercenaries and adventurers are a fledgling profession, everyone still understands it.

"After all, it's a national battle! This is not the rural fight between the lords we have experienced before ... And, we all know. Those heavenly caster masters, hehe. But they are a group of arrogant and sensitive guys. ! Let ’s not say if they can come up with the money, even if it can be obtained. Will they really trust our group of war wild dogs? "An old swordsman shook his head and answered the young adventurer just now. Question. Of course, the interrogator is now communicating enthusiastically with the "predecessors", and naturally cannot hear it.

He looked at the increasingly chaotic environment in the bar, hey smiled, turned over a bottle of wine from the bar where no one was guarding, unscrewed the bottle and poured two directly, slowly circling slowly After the scene of fighting, he sat on a table. Say to the person opposite: "We who are still in the Heman City, either have no strength and no capital, or we cannot see the situation clearly, and we should have some ambitions that we should not have. Zuo Pocheng became his own home and really didn't want to leave. But why didn't you leave? Dongte? With your strength, you will be someone else's guest wherever you go. I remember, Sister Asuna When I moved to Neosfia. But I have invited you several times. "

The man on the opposite side also drank cheap ale silently. When he heard the name "Asuna", his movements stopped for a while, and then he answered dumbly: "... I'm here. There are still some private matters. . "

Mr. Dongte's personal affairs are not too big secrets among these senior senior mercenaries. The old swordsman sighed heavily: "Although this is a bit reliant on the old and selling the old ... but, Dongte. If you let your future be bound by the past, when I am my age. You will feel that your life is completely Meaningless. "

"Wait when you are your age, Mr. Hughes." A smile appeared on Donte's face: "At least I know. If these private matters are not resolved, I will now feel that my life is meaningless."

"Oh, just keep guarding this lonely city, complaining and drinking sullenly. This is unlikely to change the status quo. Or what happened, and finally decided to smile and enmity against the magicians of the Learning Alliance? With your strength, if You are willing to join the defending army of Heman City, at least take the rank of lieutenant colonel and above, and command at least two or three thousand troops. "

An unnatural look flashed on Donte's face. He and the old swordsman have known each other for many years, knowing the character of the other priest. If anyone else dared to make such a joke that was n’t too light or too heavy, just a beating would be considered light.

"The hypocritical alliance spellcaster, I don't want me to bow down to them!" Dongte said angrily. Speaking of which, he saw the strange smile on the old swordsman's face, hesitated for a moment, and then he could not help but reveal a bitter smile: "Well, I admit, not every caster is like my imagination. ... If it was under his command, it would n’t be an unbearable thing. But, the young man who was the teacher of the firmament of the sky, the future ... Well, he is already a big man now. He will definitely sit Eliashar ’s spacious and comfortable office, remote control of the war? How come it is so dangerous? "

"Your information is too outdated." The old swordsman shook his head. "I came to you, but I heard a rumor ..."

His voice was interrupted, because at this time, someone walked into the bar again.

Such a dilapidated small bar, although the place is not big, but in fact the passenger flow is very large. In and out of guests is actually a very common thing. However, in the moment when this guest came in, the **** philosophy of the boiling muscles and muscles colliding with each other in the bar could not help but stay, as if the fire of the candle was extinguished in the rising sun. And those muscular brothers who are fighting, drinking and playing loudly have paused for a moment, just like a group of hyenas who have just hunted successfully, and have not started to rush to do hee, they found awesome standing in the grass next to them A lion's lion.

All in all, everyone has felt the other party's aura before they can see the other party's face clearly.

Subsequently, this aura suddenly disappeared, without a trace, making people feel as if they had encountered an illusion.

Dongte and Hughes, the old swordsman, glanced at each other. Both of them are warriors with great strength in a hundred battles ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Of course, it is clear that the breath just now is not an illusion, but the other party is saying hello to everyone. For truly powerful people, they don't need to use roar to attract the attention of a group of people, they only need to use their own ability to retract, the kind of mysterious and mysterious ... presence, that's it.

"Everyone is there, this is really good news!" With the young voice of the other party, a voice completely out of tune with the atmosphere of the whole bar came in so carelessly. The other party wore a gorgeous robe with a nebula color, a long sword hanging around the waist, and the collar was embroidered with the rank of colonel. The dark pupil quickly scanned the whole bar in a big circle, and then revealed that most adventurers here A shameful smile. He just walked to the table where Dongte and Hughes, the old swordsman, sat down very unkindly.

"Everyone, please go ahead and say anything, today, I will pay the bill!" After this remark, the young magician lowered his head and said to the two veteran mercenaries who had been stupefied: " It ’s been a long time. Mr. Hughes, Mr. Donte ... In other words, what do you want to look like when you see God? Do n’t tell me that in less than two years, I have forgotten my face "" (To be continued ...)

ps: Okay, it ’s another chapter.

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