The Trial Game of Life

Lancelot was very popular.

In just forty minutes, he earned eighty-six copper coins.

"Hey, isn't this Lancelot." A man who knew him finally appeared in the crowd who stopped for him. It was a rich uncle with a beard, looked at him up and down, and said in an exaggerated tone, "I didn't expect you to be a bard, your music is so beautiful. Praise France, Baz No need to lose money at this time."

Jin Cheng keeps smiling and responds to changes constantly.

Uncle Luohu continued to sigh, "Oh, Lancelot, a wind chill did not crush you. Now it seems that the disease you were born when you first came to France is the test of God on you, you succeeded, succeeded Completed the test and won people's love. But you must know, Lancelot, those who doubt you are not malicious, who can think of you as young as this, you can really play such beautiful music."

The man said enthusiastically for a long time, but Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo agreed that he was not a good person, because he didn't want to go out with a copper coin.

Too stingy.

Jin Cheng asked, "Did you see Buzz? I'm looking for him."

Uncle Luohu "I just saw him helping people move things in front of the wanderer's tavern. You know, Lancelot, he used to do two jobs to help you pay for medicine and was very busy."

Tang Cuo now opens the task panel.

Lunar country

Song of the Second Ring

Mainline search for Buzz

Separated from Uncle Luohu, the two quickly rushed to the Wanderer's Pub.

Now it seems that Buzz should have red hair, and Lancelot got sick when he first arrived in the Principality of Français, and received help from the Buzz. As for the others represented by Uncle Luohu, it seems that they are not optimistic about Lancelot. They may have watched his illness or laughed at him, but they are not known.

This also means that Lancelot just played that time, and should be his first show.

The Wanderer's Tavern is not far from here.

About ten minutes later, a tavern with a wind chime in front of them appeared in their sight. Jin Cheng stepped forward to ask, the bartender saw his face, and immediately smiled, "Hey, isn't this our great bard Lancelot?"

This is a seven-point play and a three-point taunt. It seems that Lancelot's days after coming to the Principality of France are not so smooth.

At this moment, behind them came another surprise voice, "Lancelot, Theodore!"

It's Buzz.

Baz, whose hair was like red cotton, waved at them happily and ran over, gazing back and forth at the two of them, "How come you come together, I would like to introduce you to know, I did not expect that you have already met? What a wonderful fate!"

Tang Cuo "..."

Jin Cheng smiled, "Isn't it?"

When the bartender saw Buzz coming, he pouted and turned to leave.

Buzz only showed a little fear, and said to Tang Cuo, "The Grand Duke's attack just scared me. Fortunately, you are with Theodore. I can see that. Theodore is really a brave and courageous knight. But Later, I was washed away with the crowd, and I asked the guard to tell me that it was all right. Theodore, were you injured?"

Tang Cuo shook his head, "Slightly hurt, no hindrance."

"You need to take good care of minor injuries." Buzz had a say in the injury and said, he seemed to think of something, and said worriedly, "When I went to inquire, I saw Dr. Albert's residence surrounded by the guard. Well, I don’t know what happened, and it’s strange to worry about it. Oh yes, Lancelot, where did you go just now, I haven’t seen you for a long time.”

Buzz didn't seem to see the final picture of Jin Cheng meeting Tang Cuo and Dagong, so he naturally thought Lancelot was not involved in this matter. And the meaning revealed in his words made Tang Cuo's thoughts open-minded—Dr. Albert.

Lancelot went to the rental house, probably to find the doctor Albert.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng exchanged glances, and they both saw the same guess in each other's eyes.

Jin Cheng asked, "Baz, have you seen Dr. Albert today?"

Buzz shook his head, "No. Dr. Albert is very busy. Many noble lords are willing to see him for treatment, and he is so kind and willing to receive us civilians. He can even reduce the cost of medicine and visit the door. Doctor. Lancelot, we really should find a good day to thank him.

Then Baz asked Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng why they got together. Jin Cheng saw that he didn't know anything about it, so he concealed the authentic things, and only said that both of them came to him and happened to meet him.

Buzz had no doubt about him, and then gave Lancelot a key, "Lancelot, I may have to go home again late today. You know, on such days the pub will open very late, here It’s far away from the East Street in the White Leaf area. Maybe you can go around with Theodore and have some jam pie newly made by Babe House. That tastes amazing.”

"We will definitely try it, thank you, Buzz."

"Haha, Lancelot, you’re so strange, friends never need to thank you. I have to tell you, Lancelot, don’t worry, your talents will be seen one day, Not today, it must be tomorrow."

"I have already performed at the market just now, and everyone likes my music."

"Really, that's really great!"

Buzz looked happy, sincerely. At this time, the bartender came out of the tavern and called Baz to work loudly. Baz had to scratch his head and apologized to Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo to make them enjoy the celebration afternoon.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo sent Baz away, and the fluffy, soft red hair in the sunlight was shining, and the color was really pleasing.

Mainline task change-go to the Qingteng League office.

Now that Dr. Albert has emerged as a key figure, Jin Cheng has also made remarks about authenticity, and he can go to the Ivy League for a fair shake.

But the key Buzz gave him a new association.

"Baz and Lancelot also live in the White Leaf District," he said.

"Because housing prices are cheap." Tang Cuo answered right.

Very good, well-founded.

Jin Cheng put away the key, anyway, now they can't go to Baiye District to investigate, so they just tossed it aside.

The Ivy League office in the Principality of France is located in the Sao Paulo district in the center of the city. It is three stories high, with a large Ivy League logo hanging at the door. The architectural style is also different from the surrounding milky white church building.

It may be the style of Popolo Island, revealing a natural and original taste.

From this point of view, the office in the country of Yueyin is probably as big as a toilet here.

The entrance is a reception hall, which is no different from the common adventurer's guild. There is a mission release area and a rest area. A huge alliance logo is painted on the ground.

The hall is full of people, mostly swordsmen wearing leather armor, and occasionally there are two magicians. And these people have a common feature, that is-ordinary.

The Ivy League is a relatively loose bounty hunter organization. If you compare it to a towering tree, then these should be ordinary members who rely on this huge organization to make money and survive. They are leaves.

The real core, like Celtic, is the branch. The leaves can fall off this year and fall next year, but the branches are different.

Tang Cuo's eyes swept to the second floor, "Let's go up."

The little son of the noble duke's family of the Baihua Kingdom cannot be an ordinary leaf. Sure enough, the two had just gone upstairs and heard someone calling him from afar, "Theodore, you can come back!"

Is a lively and lovely girl with a braid.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo jokingly, in exchange for Tang Cuo's expressionless expression.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but the alliance logo painted on the ground becomes a huge magic circle, and there are fewer people coming and going. The girl stood at the front desk and waved at Tangcuo. "The emissaries of the palace sent you a gift of thanks, Theodore. Come and see."

Tang Cuosui passed.

Jin Cheng leaned on the side to wait for him, and he opened the task panel again while waiting, just to see the moment when the main task changed. Current main task-to live.

not good.

Jin Cheng immediately looked around. The system gives such a straightforward task, which means that this time the degree of danger must be very high, but where will the danger be hidden? He subconsciously focused his attention on people coming and going, but intuitively told him that it was wrong.

At this time, Tang Cuo had already received his gratitude, which was a square, delicate slap-shaped wooden box. It seems ordinary, without magical fluctuations.

"Don't open it!" Jin Cheng shouted suddenly.

The man in the hall on the second floor was shocked by him. The little girl at the desk even patted his chest in shock. Only Tangcuo could receive Jin Cheng's warning.

But it was too late, the box had just been opened by him. And it was that slit that allowed Tang Cuo to see clearly what was inside—a very ugly rag doll holding an umbrella.

The moment the eyes met, the rag doll suddenly grinned.

Tangcuo re-closed the box quickly without hesitation.

"Wow, wow, wow!" The closed box trembles violently, as if the rag doll came alive and desperately hit the wall of the box, trying to get out of it.

"What's the matter?!" The little girl at the desk was frightened and unbelievable. The League of Ivy League has one of the best silent magic circles on this continent, which can eliminate most of the magic in this world, let alone this is in The defense is tighter on the second floor, and some spells will not work at all.

Tang Cuo suffocated, but that force was so great that no one could compete. His thoughts turned around, he gave up decisively, and he immediately pulled out the sword of adjudication and slashed it!

The moment the long sword broke through the box, it was decided that Sheng Hui was in full swing, and the dazzling light temporarily lost sight to everyone around him.

Jin Cheng arrived, pushed the little girl at the counter into the counter, and kicked the other two closer together. In anxiety, he could not care whether he kicked the weight too much, and at the same time he cleared the field, the dazzling light finally dissipated.

A black umbrella protruded from the broken box, and the tip of the umbrella pressed against Tangcuo's sword.

Tang Cuo looked dignified, his eyes moved from the tip of the umbrella to the handle of the umbrella, and then to the distinct hand holding the umbrella, and cold sweat had oozed from his back.

Too strong, this force makes him unable to resist. Although the Sword of Ruling is in a damaged state, in the end it is a legendary weapon. What umbrella is comparable to it?

And within a second or two of this thought, the person holding the umbrella gradually showed his true body. First the overly white hand, then his shoulders, then the whole body. He walked out of the broken box slowly, like an old gentleman, every time he took a step forward, he pushed Tang Cuo back.

He wore a silver mask, a pure white dress, long black hair tied back with a black lace hair band, and a tassel earring dangled from his right ear.

"I said who broke my big thing." He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at Jin Cheng, then the tassel earrings shook gently with his movements, "It's you, Lancelot."

After all, he gently pushed the tip of the umbrella forward, and Tang Cuo was pushed out by a force that was so strong that he couldn't resist, hitting the pillar of the hall.

Suddenly a spit of blood came out, and all of the ribs seemed to be broken.

It was at this time that Tang Cuo only saw the change of the main task. The three words "live" are simple and rough, but under such circumstances, the task is arduous.

He couldn't help looking at Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows, and he looked like he wanted to scold his mother--

Lancelot, Lancelot, why do you have your name everywhere?

The magic circle on the ground finally responded.

The dark gold lines looked like waves of water, and the surging magic appeared at the moment, pounced on the tassel earrings. However, he just put the tip of the umbrella down and gently touched the ground as a cane, the surging magic power was pressed.

He folded his hands on the crooked umbrella handle, and the whole person was a needle for fixing the **** of the sea. No matter how the magic circle roared, he couldn't move him.

Jin Cheng had to keep smiling, "Do you know me, gentleman?"

"It makes me sad to say that." The tassel earrings smiled, and the umbrella handle in his hand turned, and a gorgeous magic broke the shackles of the magic circle and struck Tang Cuo.

Tangcuo circumvented the pillar when he was on the spot, and at the same time, he tried his best to inspire the ruling Shenghui, breaking the aftermath of magic with a sword. He gasped, his ribs hurt, and when he looked up again, a trace of blood remained in the corner of his mouth.

Of course, his face is very bad, very bad.

Jin Cheng's troubled you, you beat me?