Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

Chapter 2 Looking for Trouble

"Zoro..." Gazef said this name, and quickly searched for its existence in his mind. No strong human being in any country could match this name.

"The unnamed traveler." Gazef relaxed his body slightly, at least the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions now, "Although it's a bit presumptuous, can you tell me your purpose for coming to the royal capital?"

Sauron pondered for a moment, and said immediately: "Adventurer, my purpose is to register as an adventurer. As for the others, I am also very interested in magic, and I hope to find an excellent teacher to teach it."

"I see." Gazef nodded and said, "If you are registering as an adventurer, can you please help me? I have many acquaintances in the Adventurer's Guild, which can simplify many cumbersome procedures."

Obviously, Gazef, the warrior commander of the kingdom, is a cowardly existence here, and the reason why he generously offered to help is also based on the idea of ​​observing the man in front of him more.

I guessed a lot about this person's thoughts, but it met the needs of newcomers to Sauron.Although he didn't know what class the man in front of him was, it didn't prevent Sauron from accepting his kindness, "In that case, it's fine."

Gazef suddenly had a strange feeling. The conversation just now was like a courtier's audience with the king. The other party had an indescribable dignity, which made him involuntarily respectful. Even the king who ruled the kingdom did not give him Such a strong feeling.

"As for learning magic..." Gazef hesitated, the other party didn't seem like the kind of person who would lie, and it seemed that he guessed that the other party was a "magic caster" was not correct, "Sorry, the magic casters in the kingdom are very familiar with magic. Teaching has always been harsh, even for me, it is difficult to find a mentor who is willing to teach the technique, and it may be difficult to learn real magic through ordinary methods."

The magic caster has always been a noble profession in the kingdom. It is unknown how much higher the status is than the warrior. The kingdom has always been passed down through master and apprentice or blood. Even the warrior leader cannot force a noble magic caster to teach a different Related people related skills.

"Oh?" Sauron frowned slightly. Among the thieves during the day, there was a guy who used magic. His power was not amazing. He killed a fireball just after he threw it. I thought it was not a great skill. , but now it seems that this kind of thing is not accessible to everyone.

"I see, thank you for your information." Of course, the necessary etiquette is still indispensable.

"If you want to learn magic, there are special learning institutions in the empire, but this requires the recommendation of the imperial nobles, you can try this method."

Although there is suspicion of being an enemy by doing so, Gazef's innate integrity makes it difficult for him to lie and deceive others, not to mention that this is not a secret in the first place, and the man in front of him will find out sooner or later.

"So that's it, thank you." Zoro thanked Gazef again, and Gazef recommended him a hotel to stay in, and agreed to lead him to go through the procedure of registering adventurers in person tomorrow morning, and then left.

"Dragon and Knight", this is a medium-sized hotel opened on the side of the main road of the kingdom. There are comfortable mattresses and hot and fragrant meals. It has always been the favorite of many adventurers in the kingdom.

Of course, the main reason is that the boss here was also an "Orichalcum" level adventurer, but he injured his knee during a crusade against alien species, so he had to retire as a last resort.With the money earned from adventures, he opened a hotel in the capital. Because he is familiar with the tastes of adventurers, he gradually became famous in the capital.

Even on such a cold rainy night, no, or even on such a rainy night, the lobby of the hotel was as full as ever, full of chatting adventurers and natives of the kingdom.

As the wooden door opened, the rainwater splashed down on the door rail of the hall, and was quickly isolated from the outside. A figure entered the hall from the outside and did not attract much attention. This is quite normal in this bustling hotel.

Sauron glanced at the fireplace bonfire in the hotel wall, emitting billowing heat, making travelers feel the warm and comfortable atmosphere immediately.

The noisy sound came from the room. There were more than a dozen tables in the hall full of adventurers. Most people glanced at Sauron and then looked away. Only a few guys with sharp eyes focused their eyes slightly. .

At the bar on one side of the fireplace, there was a man wearing a dirty scarf, his sleeves were rolled up to reveal two thick arms, his appearance was somewhere between tough and beastly, but his face was as expressionless as a stone, his bald head was shiny The man looked the new guest up and down, and made a rude voice: "Is it for lodging? One silver coin for one night, if you need dinner, add ten copper coins."

Sauron glanced at the boss slightly, "This price is too expensive."

Unscrupulous laughter suddenly came from the side, "So I'm a rookie."

The boss glanced to the side, and the place suddenly became quiet, obviously he is very authoritative in this generation, "You are here for the first time, so let me explain to you, this price includes the cost of the hotel providing the latest news besides the accommodation , Of course, depending on the information protection program, there will be an additional charge beyond the price."

"Oh? So what's the value of the news about Six Arms?" Sauron's heart moved, and he casually asked about the name he had just learned during the day.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down, and the boss also stopped the rag that was wiping the cups. The next moment, the lively atmosphere returned to the entire tavern.

The bald man glanced at Sauron, "Boy, if you listen to my advice, you'd better leave the capital immediately tomorrow morning."

"Oh, but that man called 'Gazef' told me that I can get the news I want here."

"So you know the warrior commander." The bald man looked up and down the man in front of him with surprise on his face, then shook his head and said, "Don't provoke someone you shouldn't touch, otherwise even that adult will find it difficult to help you. Boy, I don't care where you heard this name, whether it was out of curiosity or what, but if you want to live longer, you must be cautious."

"It appears to be a taboo name."

"No, in fact, more than 90.00% of the people here have heard of this name." The bald boss nodded the crowd sitting in the hall with a rag, his face still had a stone-like expression on his face.

"In fact, this is not a secret in the kingdom. Six Arms refers to the names of the six strongest men in the kingdom's underground organization Eight Fingers. I heard that each of them is comparable in strength to the fine steel class. But what is it? Those six people, except for the dead, no one knows their identities."

The steel grade is the highest level of adventurers. It can be said that each of them is a figure standing at the top of mankind. Such a character can be reused in any kingdom, and there are six steel grades in an organization with eight arms. No wonder Even the kingdom's army could hardly do anything to get them.

Sauron's face looked a little weird. If the guy he met during the day was really one of the "six arms", then they can already be renamed "five arms" now.

"Where can I find them?" As the kingdom's notorious underground forces, they must have the existence of real magic, which is also a surprise.

"Cut! A boy who doesn't listen to others..." The boss, who looked vicious on the face but was actually quite kind in his heart, muttered. The kid in the ditch, but whoever told him that his blood disappeared in that dark monster lair along with the broken kneecap.

"Boy, you just need to get a good night's sleep. When you go to the street tomorrow morning, you can meet the man with eight fingers. If you don't have any strong cards, then maybe you can offer all the gold and silver on your body. If you show your relationship with that lord, maybe those villains can spare your life." The bald boss saw a guest sneaking out of the tavern from the corner of his eyes, and said indifferently.

"Thank you for your reminder. This is the accommodation fee for tonight. If possible, please bring dinner to my room." Sauron took out two silver coins and placed them in front of the bald boss's bar.

"Okay, reckless boy, I hope this isn't your last supper..." The bald boss gave the money, took a deep look at Sauron, and then lowered his head to wipe the bar again.

In fact, trouble came much faster than imagined.

A knife lay in front of Sauron. This was a squint-eyed man with an annoying and frivolous smile. The person at the same table also had a sinister smile on his face, staring at the man in front of him intently.

Sauron stopped in his tracks and looked at the man who was blocking the way.

"Ha! Boy, is it you who want to trouble Mr. Eight Fingers?" the man said in a provocative tone.

"Hey, don't make trouble in my tavern." The bald boss behind the bar said.

"Hehehe, I'm just asking a little question for the adults of Eight Fingers. Even the former 'Tiger' Willie shouldn't interfere at will, right?"

The owner of the "Dragon and Knight" tavern, a man named Willy snorted coldly, but didn't speak again.

None of the adventurers here made a sound. Obviously, it is definitely not worthwhile to get eight fingers for someone who has nothing to do with him.

Although the adventurers are a group of lawless characters, the larger base is to play the role of a group of low-level monster hunters. Compared with the characters in the story who explore unknown things and take risks around the world, more adventurers are actually a group of people engaged in Groups with low status in repeated labor.

If there is one word for adventurers, it is "mercenaries who deal with monsters". They often form teams, collect commissions from villages or small towns, and deal with monsters that destroy farmland or kill livestock. Get rewards that are not rich.

As for the existence of the deeds of exploring the ruins and crusade against the evil party, regardless of whether one's own strength is qualified or not, even the cost of the journey can completely bankrupt commoner adventurers.

This is the real status quo of adventurers on the mainland, and it will surely make those young people who have read a few biographical novels and think about going out to explore the world beyond their means completely extinguish this irresponsible idea.

Compared with established legions and mercenary organizations, adventurers who only exist as individuals or in teams are obviously not worth spending a lot of effort to win over, unless their strength rises to the "stainless steel level", the kind that can fight against a small team by one person exist.

And Eight Arms, a large-scale organization composed of retired adventurers, whose strength spreads all over the kingdom's entire underground world, and can influence the power struggles of nobles and kings, is also the object of admiration and admiration for many scum adventurers. They absolutely do not want to let go.

The accident that happened in the tavern, in addition to some people who were not interested or watching the show, there were also many sharp eyes hidden in the crowd.

Sauron obviously thought about it in the eyes of everyone, and then he nodded, "Forget it, I really need to show my skills a little bit, so as not to be disturbed by all the cats and dogs."

"Ha! Who are you calling a cat or a dog!" The provocative guy suddenly lost his temper, stood up and drew out his saber. Today, no matter what, he must give this guy a good look.

His companions also stood up from the table, each with a bad expression.

However, the next moment, they disappeared from where they were, and the door of the tavern opened and closed again with a bang. No one saw how they disappeared, but felt a gust of wind sweeping past, and the arrogant group of people just now had disappeared. traced.

There was a commotion in the surrounding crowd, and soon someone brought back the news from the outside. Those provocative guys were half stuck in the muddy ground outside. They didn't know how to do it, they could only It is guessed that it may be the power of "level magic".

Everyone watched Sauron's figure appearing on the stairs in awe, until he completely disappeared at the corner of the second floor, and the originally silent room suddenly became noisy.

"It turned out to be a magic caster!"

"I'll just say it! How dare you talk about eight fingers in the hall without a second thought."

"That's not what you said just now!"

"Hahaha...you must have heard wrong just now!"

The chatter was full of exclamations, surprises, and excitement. The four people just now were not rookie adventurers, but had "gold and silver" levels that are considered mid-range among adventurers, but even the opponent's It was cleaned up without seeing the shadow.

This kind of strength can already be regarded as outstanding. Everyone guessed that the kid just now was at least a "third-level" magic caster.

Ordinary people can only use it to the second level after training, and those who can use the third level belong to geniuses. Such a young genius will definitely not be so simple behind him.It seems that some people can't see how arrogant Bazhi is in the kingdom, and they want to attack!

Some conspiracy theorists immediately conceived such a long series of plots in their minds, and communicated excitedly.

Adventurers are a group of restless guys, and now it is suspected that someone wants to challenge the authority of Eight Fingers, which is enough to arouse their restless and restless hearts.

Some guys with ulterior motives left the hotel to convey the news to their masters.

Only the hotel owner Willie had a look of worry on his face, "Six arms...it's not that simple!"

he sighed softly.

Chapter 3 The Early Morning Assassination

In the early morning of the second day, after eating the hotel's unique breakfast, Sauron walked out of the "Dragon and Knight Tavern".

Not long after he walked out of the hotel gate, a figure who had been waiting for a long time walked out from the corner and ran towards the distance.

Sauron didn't seem to notice it at all. On the side of a fountain close to the main road, he saw Gazef, the captain of the kingdom's guard, wearing silver lock armor and wire gloves.

Beside him, there was a man with blue messy hair, tired eyes, but a well-proportioned and slender figure, with a knife hanging on his waist.

"Brian Anglaus, my former opponent in the Imperial Tournament, and now my friend." Gazef took the initiative to introduce the man he brought.

Sauron looked at this man, and there was a decadent aura on him, he didn't pay attention to everything outside, as if he had received a huge blow.

Anglaus raised his eyes slightly, swept across Sauron, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed again, "It's useless, compared with that kind of monster, human beings are just born weak existences, no matter how many Struggling and exercising are all futile."

"It seems that your friend has just suffered some kind of blow."

Gazef smiled wryly. Only when he reaches their height can he realize how hopeless it is to face such an insurmountable goal. All the hard work, sweat, and countless efforts have turned into nothingness.

Sauron was not interested in listening to the wailing of the defeated dog. In comparison, it was obviously more important to let this kingdom warrior leader lead the way.

One night was enough for him to find out the position of this warrior commander in the kingdom. As the king's most dependent king's strongest warrior, he and the soldiers he trained under him were important figures in the "King Supporting Faction".

Apart from not being aristocrats, of course, with the kingdom's decadent and ancient style, even the king cannot arbitrarily confer a noble status on someone he values, and the internal rivalry and suppression made the "noble faction" always very afraid of the king's power.

The above information was revealed by Gazef along the way. Regarding the secrets of the kingdom and the invisible upper-level struggles, he did not hide or have any doubts. This man is born with a heroic spirit of being honest and honest. .

"Is it appropriate to tell me this?"

Gazef shook his head, "Your Excellency has a convincing demeanor, for a hero like Your Excellency, these must be just silly tricks, but it is a pity that the Kingdom is now facing such internal troubles, The system that is not enlightened enough also makes many people with talents can only be wasted in endless struggles.”

After finishing speaking, Gazef suddenly apologized: "I'm sorry, the above are all complaints I made suddenly, please don't pay attention to it."

King Sauron laughed, "No, very interesting insight. Your Excellency, Gazef, you are indeed not suitable for such an old-fashioned symbol of nobility. A city guard like the Grand Marshal of the Kingdom must be very suitable for a commander like you who is loved by his soldiers. .”

"Grand Marshal..." Gazef smiled wryly, "I am not born as a commoner, and I can bear such a heavy responsibility of bearing the fate of a country. Being able to become a strong shield to protect the king is enough to satisfy me."

"Hahaha... This is because there are too many rats in the kingdom who can only use ghost tricks, so that outstanding talents can say such frustrating words. When will the rats in the sewer holes appear on the street?"

Zoro suddenly let out a long laugh, and at the same time, both Gazef and Anglaus' expressions changed, and their bodies took defensive postures slightly.

At the corner of the intersection ahead, three men came out. They were wearing chain mail shirts and thick leather gloves, holding drawn sharp knives in their hands.

Not only the front, but also four men with sharp knives appeared at the corner behind, blocking the passage to escape backwards. They have one thing in common, that is, they smell like blood.

Gazef focused his eyes, and he noticed that the blood grooves on the short swords in these men's hands had a dangerous blue luster, and it was obviously smeared with poison, a terrible poison that could make a strong warrior lose his fighting power.

"This is a full-time assassin!" Gazef drew out the broad sword at his waist, and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you do such a vile thing in the royal capital!"

The reason why he yelled loudly was also to attract the attention of the guards of the royal city on purpose. When the other party launched an attack suddenly, there was no reason why he didn't know his identity, and it was unknown how many enemies were lying in ambush.