enchanting blacksmith

In Delma City, at dusk.

The feast on the other side just ended last night, but the carnival of the mercenaries who came to worship is not yet coming to an end.The market was full of people, many mercenaries and merchants, after watching enough excitement, took out all kinds of rare objects to trade money or barter, trying to get A good catch.

"Look at this short armor made of the skin of a chiseled mountain beast in my hand. Although it is not as valuable as the one at the auction, it is still a rare treasure. Not to mention that ordinary swords are hard to hurt, even the most fiery The flames and the hardest ice can't leave a trace on it!" A big shirtless man showed everyone a pair of leather armor in his hand.

"This is made of the mangy skin that was picked off from a wild dog. You can see that it hasn't even been shaved. It's too shameful to compare it with the leather armor at the auction. Are you crazy?" someone in the crowd shouted.

"That's right, it's too embarrassing for such a piece of junk to open your mouth and sell it for five gold coins. I think you are poor and crazy." Someone booed.

"Hey, don't say that!" There was an aggrieved voice from the crowd, "Perhaps they are really in a hurry to spend money, so they can buy two pieces of jewelry to curry favor with those molasses-like sweet girls in the brothel!"

There was a burst of presumptuous laughter from the crowd, and the man selling the leather armor blushed, slipped out of the crowd with the leather armor in his hands, and went to a secluded place.A big red-haired white man in the crowd said to his companions: "Bayler, I don't think we should waste our time here, they are all fucking liars, if there is anything good for sale, why don't we go to a pub and have a drink for two A cup is also a hundred times better than wandering around here."

The man named Baile glanced at the long market, and felt that what his partner said made sense. The two found a good-looking tavern and sat down, ordering the waiter to bring a large plate of meat and a large pot Ale, a gust of wind swept away.

"Isn't this Kerry and Byler from the Gale Mercenary Corps? I've seen you two from a long distance away!"

There was a burst of hearty laughter, and a dozen or so men drinking and guessing were sitting on a large round table not far away. They were all dressed in cooked leather armor, breeches and high boots, and one of them was the tallest among them. The leader's big man laughed and walked towards the two, with a warm smile on his face full of potholes, obviously he was very familiar with the two.

"I thought it was who it was. It turned out to be the head of the Falcon Corps, Gapernon. I mentioned you to Baylor yesterday. I said how could such an important pilgrimage event miss you, a guy who loves to join in the fun!" Gary Standing up, he warmly held Gabernon's hands, and cursed with a smile.

Galperon was very happy to meet an old friend, and invited the two to come to his table to have a drink with everyone, and enthusiastically introduced the soldiers in their regiment to them, and the two readily agreed.They were all straightforward men who had been in the mercenary world, and there was no barrier between them. They told each other about their adventures across the continent. After drinking, they soon drank together with blushing faces and called each other brothers.

Bailer took off his clothes and showed everyone a wound on his chest close to his heart. He had just finished telling a thrilling mission process and proudly poured a large glass of ale into his mouth amidst the applause of everyone. He was about to sit down when suddenly His complexion changed, his throat gurgled, Bailer grabbed his throat tightly with both hands, and fell to the ground in pain, rolling back and forth, hitting the table legs, and the cups on the table fell to the ground and shattered into pieces , the wine and gravy splashed everywhere, Bailer suddenly struggled hard, his eyes bulged out, and he died straight on the ground.

Gary's eyes were burning, he let go of his companion's body and stood up suddenly, drew his broad sword behind his back and pointed it at the tip of Gapernon's nose, and shouted sharply: "Did you inject the poison? hand!"

With a sudden change, Gabernon's face was panic-stricken, and he waved his hands again and again to explain: "It's not us, it's not us, what's going on?" Living in Gabernon, shouting and cursing, seeing that a bloody conflict is inevitable.Gary was obviously stimulated by the sudden death of his companion and lost his mind. He wanted to avenge his companion, and mercilessly swung his broadsword at Gapernon's head.

A nimble mercenary next to Gaperon swung his sword to block Gary's slashing. Just as he was about to pounce on him, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if a group of worms were quickly crawling through his throat and towards his mouth. Go, there was a burning pain wherever he went, under the severe pain, the mercenary threw away the broadsword in his hand with a clang, choked his throat with both hands, lay down on the ground and rolled around, following the dead Baile was exactly the same, and after a while, the mercenary bit off his own tongue, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his eyes protruding, and he couldn't help but die.

Gary was stunned by the scene in front of him, and forgot to continue attacking Gaperonon. The broad sword in his hand hung down weakly, and looked at Gaperonon with doubtful eyes. Just when the two were puzzled, the man behind Gaperonon Some of the mercenaries showed symptoms of poisoning one after another, clasped their throats with their hands and rolled together, Gary also felt a burning pain in his abdomen, and followed in everyone's footsteps.

Gabernon was horrified and hurriedly vomited, holding his throat, trying to vomit out the wine and meat he just ate and drank. The rest of the mercenaries followed suit and vomited continuously, and the tavern was suddenly in a mess.

"Hmph, did you think about saving your life at this time? It's too late!" A mocking voice came, and Gapernon saw that it was the waiter in the tavern leaning against the wall and looking at him coldly. When has it been locked tightly, the outside can't see what's going on inside.

"You, who are you, what are you going to do?" Gabernon roared, and at the same time felt like a fire in his abdomen, knowing that the poison had taken effect, and under the severe pain, Gapernon's figure skyrocketed, and his whole body exploded with vindictiveness for a while Suppressing the poison, he picked up a broad sword on the ground and slashed at the waiter.

The waiter sneered, his eyes sparkled, his figure moved slightly, and turned into an afterimage and stopped behind Gaperonon, with blood dripping from the dagger held backwards in his hand.Gabernon opened his eyes wide, a thin blood line appeared between his neck, the blood line gradually expanded, and stinky blood spurted out from the wound.Gabainong fell to the sky, and he didn't understand why he was killed until his death.

The waiter glanced at the scattered corpses on the ground, frowned and said, "It's so dirty again, the poison that that old thing brings is getting more and more unreliable."

The waiter whistled lightly, and a dozen men in black rushed out of the kitchen and carried the corpse to the backyard neatly. The interior was back to normal, the waiter opened the door, bowed and stood respectfully at the door to greet the mercenaries who came and went: "Good ale, freshly slaughtered fat, all mercenary masters, come in and rest when you are tired!"

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The backyard of a hotel in the west of Delma City.

This is the largest and most luxurious hotel in West City. Just by looking at the name of the hotel, one can roughly figure out its scale and popularity - Tianxia Hotel.

The Tianxia Hotel charges a lot of money. An ordinary room costs one silver coin per night, and the highest-level VIP suite even sells for five silver coins a night during this hot day of gatherings. However, I am used to luxury The nobles from all over the world are still flocking to them, and some wealthy mercenary groups don’t care about the money, so they stay in this hotel with hundreds of rooms, and there are no vacancies. The hotel owner sees the wealth of money, and laughs. mouth, bowing down to the golden statue of Ronto Gay every night, hoping that this grand event will last for a while.

What you pay for is a comfortable environment and considerate service.The Tianxia Hotel has prepared delicious food and wine from all over the Green Sea Continent for the guests, all of which are free to enjoy. A small auction will be held in the huge backyard of the hotel every day when the lights are on. The Chamber of Commerce is so precious, but it can make men flock to it and spend a lot of money.

As soon as the dinner was over, the owner of the hotel couldn't wait to order the waiters to deliver exquisite gold-plated invitations to every room in the hotel. Inside the invitations was written the highlight of tonight's auction—a pair from the southern swamp. Twin aboriginal fox girls, it is said that the fox girls are born beautiful and charming, petite and hot, agile, cunning, lecherous, narrow and wrinkled lower body, the most desirable thing is that, according to legend, the fox girls have The blood of the long-extinct ancient elves is naturally good at communicating with nature. No one knows how the fox girls give birth to offspring. They only know that they live together in small tribes. There are no men in the tribe, and all of them are women. , the vixen is cunning and suspicious, never living in one place for too long, and constantly migrating in the southern swamp area full of poisonous miasma and swallowing mud pits, it is difficult to be caught, let alone a pair of twins.Therefore, once a fox girl appears on the mainland, it will eventually fall into the hands of the royal court and nobles. It is rare for ordinary people to see each other in their lifetime. How can men not feel itchy when they encounter such a superb product suddenly? Before the auction starts, they are gone. Drilling into the backyard, looking at the stage with eager eyes, wishing to see it immediately.

The owner of Tianxia Hotel, a short, fat and friendly old man, stood on the temporary wooden platform, watching with satisfaction the people who came out of the empty nest and crowded into the backyard, with a flattering smile on his face, and kept bowing to thank everyone in the audience .Behind the owner of the hotel is a huge thick piece of cloth, covering the second half of the wooden platform airtightly. There are already uncontrollable people in the crowd who are shouting dissatisfiedly, asking the hotel owner to hurry up tonight's auction, All the men present had one thought in their hearts: even if they couldn't buy this pair of top quality in the end, it would be good to have a look.

The hotel owner raised his head to look at the sky, saw the last rays of the setting sun had disappeared behind the high wall, and the lamps in the courtyard were burning one after another. With a wave of his hand, the hotel owner gave a wink to the wrestlers holding thick ropes on both sides of the wooden platform , the two wrestlers let go together, and the huge curtain came down with a bang.