Protagonist halo

What good is it even if it is beautiful?

She has lost the capital of self-confidence.

The saint's mood fell suddenly.

Ye Shenyue glanced at her strangely.

"Damn..." On the first floor, most of the adventurers teamed up, but there was also a single person.

Drinking wine alone.

Then there was a voice of resentment.

That was a handsome swordsman, but he was alone, his companion was not around, or...maybe something went wrong in the last mission.

This sounds miserable, but in order to make money, I lost my life.

It's just that this is the weak and the strong in this world.

"Yo-where are you going to take an adventure next?"

At this moment, the table where Ye Shenyue and the saint were facing each other came a pikeman in blue armor. His weapon was a long spear with thick calluses on his fingers. From the tone of his tone, he was relatively light and thin. , But it should be someone who is willing to work hard.

"Da Baizu or ghoul? Or explore the ruins..."

There is an adventurer brand on his neck, made of white porcelain.

So it's just a newcomer.

"Goblin."

I noticed that when this man spoke, his eyes fell on the saint lady who was shining like a moon in the dark. Ye Shenyue was still unclear. This guy was also one of the ordinary people attracted.

but.

Being able to take the initiative to strike up a conversation is also quite powerful.

Moreover, this spearman, Ye Shenyue had the memory of a goblin slayer, so he had an impression of this young spearman.

He has talent, but it is not him who cares more about him, but his companions.

Witch.

Speaking slowly, because once the connection is smooth, it will turn into prayer and directly release magic.So a very tangled woman, but she looks very good, even if she is a saint with a sword by her side, but the witch can only be said to be inferior when she comes out.

"Goblin? Ha... what is that! My mission this time is to hit the slime block. The slime block is alive. I don't know where to attack, so I can only poke it with a gun..."

"Okay, now, let's say, yes, already, enough,"

A woman in a witch suit came from outside.

The long purple hair is like a waterfall, the blue pointed witch hat, and a slender and slender body.

What she said was uncomfortable, like she was bringing her own space.

"That's right, you have to say something too." However, the pikemen carrying the gun didn't care. "Aren't you also entangled in the slime block, and then tied up..."

"..."

The witch did not speak, but with a faint smile on her face, and then struck with her magic wand directly.

"It hurts!" The gunman knew that the other party was angry at this time, so he had to stop talking.

"Sorry, sorry, oh." There was a smile on her face, "Sooner or later, I will use, sticky, silk to make him shut up."

"It's okay." Ye Shenyue said tolerantly.

This is really... interesting.

The witch also seemed to want to remedy the stupid and provocative behavior of her companions, so she took out a long cigarette stick without delay and "ignited--"

It's just the power of language that actually lit a cigarette.

It can be seen that the magic reserve is amazing.

The fighting method in this world mainly relies on miracles, but some people can only use one miracle a day, such as killing goblins. Killing one goblin a day is almost the limit, but some people are different.

For example, swordsmen, and elves...oh, that is, the bows and arrows of the Mori people. These are all learned by them. People have reproduced for many generations. Various experiences have been passed down. Some races have other talents. You can learn from previous experiences to gain certain strengths.

For example, magic.But it is difficult, and the witch is one of them.

In addition to praying to the gods to obtain miracles, they can use magic.

"..."

Ye Shenyue seemed to look at the witch quietly, while the saint pursed her lips silently. Ye Shenyue covered her with black gauze, but her eyes were not broken, and she could still see the outline of people in detail. .

So she can determine that this lady witch is more beautiful than the former village girl Xiangzi.

"..."

This makes her very jealous.

just.

Ye Shenyue spoke, "Do you know about that person?"

What he asked was a man who was sitting alone drinking wine and then complaining.

"That, man, a companion, was eaten, and then one was injured, and the other, to send the relic..." the witch said casually, "This is, is common, something."

"Is it……"

Ye Shenyue didn't care about other men's affairs, just to confirm this witch's attitude.

"That's it, then, look back, see you!"

She was leaving with the gunmen.

"……call."

The witch had no intention of staying, and walked quickly, which made the saint of sword breathe a sigh of relief.

From the beginning to the end, the witch and the saint of sword never spoke to each other.

The more beautiful people instinctively refuse to interact with each other.

This is very normal.