Arad's crooked savior

"No, see you...?"

Sothea raised her eyebrows. After living for such a long time, she would inevitably experience the death and death of her friends.

So the meaning of "missing" is very fascinating.

Is it missing normally or completely missing?

But after all, it was Aganzuo's private matter, and it was not inconvenient for her to pry into it.

"Master said that there is a magic sword in the Wailing Cave, and I am a little interested."

"You have driven away the demons of the abyss, but you can't catch them with just a sword."

"That sword is conscious and can talk."

"Can you talk? Can you do crosstalk?"

Because it was the morning of the day, there were not many guests in the tavern in twos and threes. The most prosperous and lively time of the day for the Moonlight Tavern was in the first half of the night.

boom!

In a corner of the hall, a strong man in a white vest stretched out his hand and slammed the table, causing the drinks to splash and the surrounding guests to jump.

"What the hell, devil? Hehe, if I hadn't happened to be around at the time, with my fists that could break rocks, I would have hammered them into meat pies."

The big man in a vest stood up and put one foot on the stool, and slapped his chest hard again. He looked very proud, but his words were unclear: "Holio, tell me, am I as strong as the Broken Sword Saint?" "

Opposite the big man sat a ghostly man dressed in blue cloth. Judging from the ghost bonds untied from his arms, he should be a Devil May Cry professional.

"Oh, isn't swordsmanship just something for children to play with? My ghosts and gods are the king. A ghostly shadow is guaranteed to make other people's heads fall to the ground."

The guests who had been watching the excitement before, all changed their expressions slightly after hearing the name, and continued to drink their own wine, while carefully watching Sothea's expression.

Holio is a relatively well-known professional. He is a member of the Huttonis Gang, which is a small organization similar to a guild composed of professionals.

But the reputation of this organization is not very good.

"Speed ​​Walker Holio, and that one is Crazy Jonker, a somewhat famous professional." Sothea raised her chin and said with a chuckle:

"The sword master they are talking about is not you, right? It's quite ironic. What do you think?"

Ye Lin slowly drank the wine and smiled and said: "Of course I will stand and watch. There are so many people who want to challenge me. Wouldn't it be annoying to pay attention to everyone?"

He has admirers and fan groups, but correspondingly, he also has a large number of people with some abilities who want to use him to become famous. This is normal.

"My fist can blow his dog's head away with just one slap."

"My ghosts and gods can devour him until no dregs are left!"

The two professionals seemed to be completely drunk. They were yelling in the tavern in broad daylight, disturbing the surrounding guests.

But because these two guys were really capable, no one dared to break up the fight for a while, so they could only quietly move to a farther seat to drink.

"They're going to break my table and my wine glass. What should I do?"

Sothea pretended to look pitiful, which made people who didn't know the details feel very distressed. They wanted to go up and beat those two people up and kneel down to apologize.

But after thinking about his own strength, he quietly sat down on his stool and drank quietly.

Ye Lin shrugged and didn't care: "Those two guys are just drunk, otherwise whoever dares to cause trouble in your place will have to pay for it later."

As an elf who is over 500 years old, he is like the blacksmith Linus. He seems to have no ability to bully, but in fact he is a big boss who can play ordinary awakened people like football.

"I still have work, please help me, and I'll buy you a drink."

She motioned to the crystal clear glass in her hand. She had been wiping it for five minutes, and the static electricity had not stopped yet.

Putting down the cocktail he had just finished, he said helplessly: "Warm a glass of wine for me, and I'll behead them... to wake them up."

Crazy Jonker and Swift Walker Holio were still bragging to each other, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and their eyes were as wide as bells.

From the beginning of rubbing "Ye Lin" on the ground, it turned into mutual ridicule and contempt.

Sword Master Ye Lin has been devalued by them as worthless, so how can he improve his skills again?

The answer is to demote your companions. If you are better than the Sword Master, I will be better than you!

"The two big guys are so powerful, I'll treat you to a cup of tea."

Ye Lin smiled and held two cups of warm water mixed with World Instrument in his hand, handing them to the two of them.

Big things were reduced to trivial matters, and he didn't have the intention to beat the other person up deliberately.

"Who do you think you are? If a man wants to drink, he can drink! Tea is an insult!"

Crazy Jonker glared and tried to grab his collar with his big palm-like hand, but Ye Lin took a step back and easily dodged it.

"Yes, drink!"

Holio was dizzy and agreed loudly. He was a Devil May Cry professional who had unlocked the bonds of ghosts and gods. A wisp of purple energy slowly began to appear on his left arm, and a hazy ice-blue shadow was about to appear in the tavern lobby. of the center.

"Guest, be careful, Frost Saya has no mercy."

Ye Lin frowned and warned, but not only did the shadow not dissipate, but it solidified even faster.

call out!

With a wave of his fingertips, a metal table knife was pointed directly at Holio's throat. The cold light stabbed his neck with ice, and a small bleeding wound opened on the surface of the skin, stopping firmly at the fatal spot.

Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead, and the drunkenness that had made him dizzy just now completely disappeared. His whole body was stiff and he did not dare to move at all, and his muscles were tense.

He woke up with a fright. Not only did he wake up, but the crazy Jonker beside him also woke up. It seemed that he had caused some serious trouble.

"Ahem, um, we..."

Jonke was so anxious that he couldn't speak. He wanted to drag Yelin to help his companions but he didn't dare to reach out.

"You two losers, why don't you apologize quickly?"

At the door of the Moonlight Tavern, a woman with a sinister face suddenly walked over in a hurry. She pulled the two of them back a step and said angrily:

"You don't go to work early in the morning, you come here secretly to drink, and you still cause trouble for me. You are so impatient, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry, don't worry about us drinking..."

Jonker and Holio hurriedly bowed and apologized. At the speed at which the metal knife was flying just now, ten people lined up in a row could probably penetrate it thoroughly.

"Go pay and get back here."

He kicked Holio bitterly and dared to release ghosts and gods in the crowd. He was crazy, right? He was really not afraid of being slapped to death by the landlady.

"Hey, you're not the sword master, are you, Ye Lin? I heard the boss Paris mentioned you, hello, I'm Chosaburo, the deputy leader of the Huttonis Gang, please don't take those two guys to heart. superior."

Changsaburo felt a little relieved when he mentioned it. She was afraid that these two brainless idiots would offend people they shouldn't offend.

But Ye Lin is a good friend of his eldest son, Paris, so he can establish a friendship, so it shouldn't be too difficult.

"It's okay, I just made a lot of noise, but releasing ghosts and gods in public..." Ye Lin smiled, but glanced at Holio.

"I will teach him a lesson, don't worry!" Chosaburo nodded heavily.

Holio, who was paying at the bar, paused in his steps, his face was full of sneer and dripping with cold sweat, and his cheeks were stiff.

Was he looking for death just now...

Putting aside the fact that he would cause widespread casualties, Carakas and Sothea would not let him go. Did they actually want to attack the rumored sword master just now?

Now thinking about what I had just bragged to Jonke, I couldn't help but feel like my face was on fire.