A hero drinks red without leaving a bottle

Chapter 159 Brother and Sister Meet, Extremely Jealous

The sleepy Ecaran Hotel has been standing for many years. Apart from the good cooking skills and the relatively reasonable prices, one of the main reasons is that the staff in the store, that is, the son of the tavern owner, are more able to read words and deeds.

This girl came on a white horse. The color of the horse's fur made it look like a shooting star in the night. The girl was not dressed very well - she was just wearing a big cloak, but there was light in her eyes. That feeling It's like wrapping the light source with cloth strips, which is the characteristic of the caster.

[People who are favored by the world], people in the world call the existence that can use spells. This is a skill that is extremely difficult to learn, but it is even more difficult to learn it if you want to get started. After all, are you qualified to learn spells? It depends entirely on talent, and has nothing to do with hard work. There are people in the world who work hard for many years and can only become apprentices to mages.

There are 20-year-old mages and 60-year-old mage apprentices everywhere.

There was a mage passing by, and the buddy, that is, the young owner, naturally did not dare to neglect, but the mage came at the wrong time, and there was no separate guest room in the tavern, so the buddy pointed out someone for the mage——William Hafsol, the ranger, That is, Huang Lang, told the mage that the room where the ranger lives in the other side is still available, and a bed can be temporarily put there.

In fact, there is not only that one room that can make do with it, but the guy has only seen a non-tyrannical atmosphere that is willing to communicate from Huang Lang.

"Mr. Ranger, I am Indis-Vanyar, the mage belonging to The High Tower of Taquetil. There is no separate room, and the buddy said that there is still space in your room to temporarily add a bed." The young mage raised her hood, raised her hand and touched the center of her eyebrows with her index and middle fingers, and after giving the mage salute to the ranger, she used The clear voice like an oriole continued, "I wonder if you can let me share a room with you. The man told me that you have paid for the room, and I am willing to pay you half a gold florin."

Looking at the mage who looked exactly like his sister, Huang Lang held back his excitement, buried his face deeply in the shadow of the hood, took a big puff of his pipe, let the smoke completely cover his face, and then slowly looked at the mage in front of him. The mage nodded.

"Thank you sir for your understanding, this is half a gold florin," the mage said with a smile on his face, and took out a gold coin that was one size smaller than Huang Lang's before, and put it in front of Huang Lang, "Then I'll ask the buddy to arrange it." room."

Seeing that the two sides had reached a friendly agreement, the man heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately put on a professional smile, stepped forward to serve Huang Lang a large glass of bubbling wine, and said to Huang Lang:

"Thank you, Mr. Hafsol, for your understanding and support. This glass of wine is for you. I will go to decorate the room right away, so as not to delay the rest of the two of you. Ms. Fan Ya, please bring it here, the food will be here soon, please You eat something first, and then I will take you to your room."

After finishing speaking, the man turned and left, and the mage sat opposite the ranger.

Huang Lang lowered his head, making sure that his face would not be seen by the people opposite - after all, he hadn't completely controlled his excitement yet.

The young mage stared curiously at the ranger who was bowing his head in front of him: In the tavern hall where all the drinkers are in high spirits, it is very strange for the ranger in front of him to bow his head and keep away from others .There were only two glasses in front of him, and one was just given away by a buddy, which meant that so far, the ranger only had one glass of wine, and he didn't seem to have taken a few sips.

However, although he didn't drink the wine, there was a lot of ash on the small plate he used to pour the ash in his hand. It seemed that he hadn't stopped smoking that old-looking long-stemmed pipe; On the feet, I found that the leather boots had been covered with a lot of mud. It seems that this ranger does not have a mount, which is not surprising. After all, rangers will try to limit their dependence on mounts in order to exercise themselves.

But the gray cloak seemed a bit out of place. After all, the hall was very warm, and the ranger didn't even lift his hood, which was indeed a bit... weird.

[Isn't he hot? 】The young mage thought to herself.

But even though he was wearing a hood, some gray and white hair and black hair were mixed together, seeping out from the edge of the hood, making the mage judge that the ranger in front of him was not particularly young anymore.

As for other characteristics, the clothes and weapons of the ranger seem to be in the tradition of the ranger, without any identification marks, making it difficult for the mage to make any effective judgment on the origin of the ranger for a while.

However, the two weapons hanging on the ranger's waist, the two short swords, still attracted the attention of the young mage. They should be two weapons in a pair, because they look so similar, they are both With a guarded hilt, a curved blade, a straight and sharp blade.

For some reason, the girl felt that these two weapons were a little familiar, and she always wondered if she had seen them before——but racked her brains, and she couldn't think of the two weapons in her life of more than 60 years. , Where have I seen those two short swords, and finally I can only put this strange familiarity behind my mind, and then turn to look at the big bow on the ranger's back.

She had learned from her buddy that the ranger was probably from a Homer settlement in orc territory, so it wasn't surprising that the ranger wanted to be full of weapons in the orc style, but even if the big bow was wrapped in some kind of cloth , the mage can also feel how big the bow is --- such a big bow is really rare.

And at the moment when the ranger was pouring the soot and shaking, the young mage always felt that the horns of the big bow seemed to be shining, like some kind of magic weapon.

Illusion, the girl thought, after all, magic weapons are almost never produced by orcs, and the orcs call their power fighting spirit, which is a kind of power that is different from magic, but the effect is very similar in many cases. The strengthening of weapons is very short-lived, unlike the permanent strengthening effect of magic.

Moreover, the girl did not find the quiver containing the arrows beside the ranger.

[With a gun but no bullets] The girl muttered a hometown dialect in a low voice.

Hearing these words, Huang Lang's body shook violently, he put down his pipe, nodded to the person in front of him, and walked away quickly.

As he walked, he calmed down his violent heartbeat and walked towards the room. He happened to run into the guy who temporarily changed the room, but before the guy said anything, he went straight back into the room and saw that he had been quickly In the room separated by boards, Huang Lang silently walked to his half, sat down on the bed, and waited quietly.

After being left alone in the hall, the young mage murmured "What a weirdo" once, and was about to sit down and eat the food just served, when suddenly, she stayed there as if she had been petrified, and the expression on her face changed , After a while, it was fixed on [Surprise].

After the expression on her face froze for a few seconds, she suddenly ran up the stairs, and she realized that this ranger might understand what she was saying, what she was speaking in his native language!
Sitting in the room, Huang Lang was conscious of the scolding of the two men in black:

【Why are you so irresistible and impatient? Once you are in this universe and the disturbances brought by this time point are perceived by her body, a little bit of hard work here will be wasted, and it will bring an unknown amount of trouble, and will give you a lot of trouble. What difficulties the action of coming down brought!You must get out of here immediately!You can't let her notice it, leave here, then change your identity, and contact again after a while! 】

The message from the man in black roared in Huang Lang's head like a sea tide. He pressed his head tightly with his hand, and with the other hand he hammered hard on the table, and said loudly:

"To shut up!!!"

[If you don't learn to control your emotions, then you will never be able to save her, and you will never be able to save the multiverse]

[Don’t tell me to control my emotions at this time. If I don’t have emotional fluctuations, the first choice I will make is to go to his multiverse——the main reason why I will cooperate with you is because I have emotions, so close Put your mouth on it and let me take action myself! 】

After answering the voices of the two men in black in his mind, Huang Lang got up and was about to leave when suddenly, they were pushed away, and a young mage with a yellow face rushed in --- the dead wood staff in her hand The front part is shining, and the magic pattern on the right hand is shining, as if it is ready for battle.

"Who the hell are you?!" Huang Shuang looked at the ranger in front of her and said slowly.

She spoke the language of her native land.

[Let's go!Don't get in touch with her here, let alone let her discover your real body! 】

The consciousness of the man in black sounded in his mind, and Huang Lang's mind was filled with a strong will, which made him almost want to jump out of the window unconsciously, but Huang Shuang's face produced a kind of incomparable attraction, which made Huang Lang In the tide of the man in black's thoughts, the waves stabilized the body like a sea needle.

Flushed by the consciousness that almost made him faint, Huang Lang lifted his hood slowly but decisively, and after revealing his original face, he said to the person in front of him:
"Shuang, it's me."

After finishing speaking, Huang Lang suddenly felt that the world was suddenly quiet, and the voice of the man in black in his mind also stopped. He felt as if it should be the time of trial... What would she say?

What would my sister say?

How would she react after all these years?Weeping with joy?Shocked?Stand still?

Just as Huang Lang was thinking, he saw a subtle arc formed at the corner of Huang Shuang's mouth.

laugh?She actually smiled?
The smile from his younger sister made Huang Lang's brain freeze for a moment. Just when his mind was stuck, Huang Shuang raised his staff, and the front of the staff lit up with a dazzling flash.

The light woke Huang Lang up. Before he could react, he saw his own sister Huang Shuang waving a staff, as if Saruman and Gandalf were possessed, and slapped him.

"Sky Strike!"

Huang Lang only heard Huang Shuang's sweet drink flashing past his ear, and felt his body fly up uncontrollably.

His body was floating in the air, looking at the glowing lines around his sister, Huang Lang vaguely remembered something, but before he had time to think about it, he saw her sister jumping up at this moment, as if holding a zhangba snake The spear or Qinglong Yanyue knife waved the staff in his hand, and drew it towards him.

【how so? ! 】 At that moment, Huang Lang's mind was filled with this thought.

[Get out of here first, you've been discovered! ] The thought of the man in black resounded in his mind.

At this time, Huang Lang was also a little shaken, because he really couldn't think of any reason to make his sister who had such a good relationship with him smile and launch an offensive against him that seemed to want to kill him. The reasons mentioned by the clothes man are the most reasonable.

What Huang Lang didn't know and couldn't see was that at this moment, in front of Huang Shuang, to be precise, in the field of vision that only she could see, there were also two miniature men in black standing, as if he was standing in front of him. Like the man in black talking, Huang Shuang is also talking to the [man in black]:
【If I can complete the (plot), you will return my brother to me, right? 】

[Of course, but the plot is not so easy to complete, you still have to work hard to hone your strength, let's start with this relatively simple teaching boss. 】

[Turning the Boss to look like a big brother, you guys really have a bad taste. 】

【If you can take back your brother, will you care? 】

[No, but now I recognize it, it is clearly Salamaine and Solidar, if it is really my brother, he must have been so happy from ear to ear by this time, after all, he was There is no Solidar]

【Please focus on fighting】

Being knocked back to the ground by his younger sister, Huang Lang looked at Huang Shuang who came down from the air again with the momentum of subduing a dragon and a tiger. Huang Lang didn't put his hand on the hilt of Salamaine's sword, but grabbed it from the back of his waist, and grabbed it. Another weapon comes.

"Brush? Terrible!!!" Huang Shuang stared at the thick brush and was stunned for a moment, but she quickly realized it.

But the strong pressure of the dazzle pattern that was already being released could not be cancelled, Huang Shuang could only watch helplessly as the monster who looked like his brother quickly drew a circle in the air with the brush.

Where the brush was drawn, traces of ink seemed to appear out of thin air, and a black ink-stained circle appeared out of thin air. The next moment, a round of sun seemed to appear in the night sky for a short time. Huang Shuang felt an unparalleled repelling force accompanied by The soft sunlight hit, directly interrupting her skills and hitting her back to the ground.

After rolling around on the ground and standing up again, Huang Shuang spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Huang Lang opposite, and assumed a fighting posture again.

[You may beat her back for a while, but once her main body's strength is detected, no one here will be her opponent. Before she attracts the main body's attention, leave here quickly! 】

The thought of the man in black resounded again, and Huang Lang was even more shaken... After all, his ultimate goal is to save people, not to defeat or kill them in a short time. Man, retreat is also the best option now....
However, the dear ones are right in front of you!
Looking at Huang Shuang who raised his staff to kill him, Huang Lang couldn't help seeing the phantom of Huang Shuang who rushed out of another classroom and flew towards him when he was a child after school.

[Leave here first, or it will be too late, if you really want to save her, then leave here first! 】

In his mind, the thoughts of the man in black roared like Qiantang Chaoxin.

　very tired

　　The work is heavy, and there was another person who said "Oh, you, the West is not 996, how can you be tired".
　　MD, stupid

　　Counting the writing has been spinning for 14 hours.
　　Then the grades of the book were so bad that it collapsed, and then the plot was still going up. Tired

　　Climb to rest for a while. Still have to keep busy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)