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The crashed steamship was by the fountain not far in front of Fei Fei. The originally clear water was stained with the broken hull, as if a shipwreck had occurred.

In the thick black smoke, the extraordinary figure was fixed in Zorami's eyes.

The boy in front of him, yes, Zorami knew that this was a boy just by seeing the sneer at the corner of his mouth under the hood.

Happy families are always the same, but unhappy families have millions of misfortunes.

Her mother died in childbirth when Zorami was born. Since then, her father has been drinking alcohol all day long, and life has gradually become difficult.

Fortunately, when Zolami was young, his father was not completely lost and signed a public school insurance contract for Zolami.

In this way, after graduating from public school at the age of fifteen, Zolami relied on his knowledge and good eloquence to become a liar.

Until one time he was taught a lesson by a junior swordsman for cheating and his leg was broken.

In prison, Zorami, who had nothing to do all day long, joined a mutual aid group. He was so eloquent that he only served one and a half years of his original three-year sentence and was released from prison early through the mutual aid group.

His shortcomings in combat power caused him to spend all his savings and find a money-hungry swordsman in a mutual aid association to practice sword skills.

Although he looks somewhat good with a one-handed sword, and his strength has reached the level of an intermediate swordsman, it is a pity that he has only learned the common skills of "charge", "charge" and "block" in the melee system.

Don't think that "blocking" is just a simple block with your sword. If the opponent uses sword master skills and you just use your sword to block, then you can't blame others if you die.

The reason why Zorami didn't immediately escape from behind the trash can, or the reason why he was stunned, was just that he simply stretched out his hand.

Yes, in Zolami's sight, Feifan simply raised his arm, and then the steamship exploded.

Although his vision is not good, Zorami still knows some basic common sense.

Magic attack? There is no gorgeous magic skill effect, so it is excluded.

A sneak attack arrow? Dark blade? Zorami swore he didn't see anything, not even a shadow.

Zorami did know that the red archbishop in the Church of Light mastered a light magic skill: Great Prophecy.

The effect of this skill is that you can talk about the spaceship by opening your mouth, which seems to be more awesome than the extraordinary feeling of reaching out.

By the way, there is also a professional skill.

Zorami punched the palm of his hand. He had seen a mid-level underwriter in the Underwriters Association before who could dig out a disc-shaped hole in a solid wall.

He stretched out his palm to compare with the small hole in his memory, and then turned his head to look at the crack at the tail below the steamship that seemed to be torn open by a "tiger shark". Zolami took a deep breath.

"Have you seen enough? Are you still not leaving? Are you waiting to go to the security office for coffee?" A clear voice sounded behind Zorami's head.

When Zorami turned his head with difficulty, he saw the "hooded face" with only his chin exposed.

With a pop, Zorami, who was half-crouching on the ground, knelt down and dropped his head to the back of his hands.

Some pirates who have been famous for many years still don't know what they look like because everyone who has seen him has died.

Zorami kept in mind this iron rule to save his life when encountering pirates, closed his eyes tightly, and did not dare to raise his head even if his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

The sound of horse hooves was heard not far away, Feifan reached out and put his hand on Zolami's shoulder, and the two disappeared into thin air.

"What's your name? Do you know Walker Graver?"

Fei Fei did not directly ask Zolami whether he belonged to a brotherhood or a mutual aid association. He directly called out the name of the president of the mutual aid association. If the boy in front of him was smart, his answer would not be outrageous.

Little did he know that Zolami's heart stopped the moment he was put on Fei Fei's shoulder.

"Sir. Sir, you can call me Zorami, Zola, Rami, you name it! Walker Graver is the son of our president. He is weak, arrogant, and a complete idiot!"

After the liar gets through the panic period of being caught, he no longer knows whether what he says is true or false.

But now Zolami was not caught for cheating, but his life was in someone else's hands, so he could hear the disdain in Fei Fei's tone, and of course he was going to answer what he said next.

"What was the purpose of what you just did?" Fei Fei continued to ask.

"That was an order issued by the president, in order to provoke conflicts between free people and noble citizens!"

Later, Zolami's explanation made Feifan understand.

First, he gave some inspiring speeches, and then he gave some small favors to attract freedmen who were dissatisfied with the city hall to join the mutual aid association.

The number of freedmen in Saint Trite can reach 90% of the total population.

The remaining 10% were noble officials and citizens.

"Although I only know this, I estimate that President Walker will take a big action! He often encourages everyone, saying that the second freedom war since the founding of Saint Trinite will be launched!"

In ordinary battles, the high-level combat power of both sides is seen.

But when it comes to the level of war, although high-level combat power still plays an important role, whichever side has more people will often have the last laugh.

The era of mythology and the era of demigods are too long to mention.

In the subsequent Elf Era, as well as the Continental Era, including the dark period when the two eras intersected, it was often the larger the ethnic group that could withstand tens of thousands of deaths and persevere until the final moment of light.

The high elves once served as the overlords of the mainland world and created a new era of magic, but they were still replaced by slave-like ordinary elves.

Orcs are stronger than humans, with superior natural strength and thick nerves, and their combat effectiveness will not be reduced without being fatally injured.

Such a powerful race often loses more than it wins when facing an equal number of humans.

The reason is that humans rely on strong armor, sharp swords, and smart brains that are good at planning.

Zorami's words did not move Feifan. There are brotherhood organizations in various countries. Some live in fear in the sewers, and some can indeed enter and leave the royal palace as guests of the king.

Just like the Mutual Aid Association in Freeport, it promotes unity, friendship and mutual help, and everyone sticks together for warmth.

This made the public security in the city of Saint Trite much better, so the Vasari Duke's Palace was also happy to see this happen.

But Olanto's brotherhood aimed to eliminate the nobles in the territory, which seriously threatened the rule of King Louis III.

Similarly, the most targeted people in Bitland's wanted posters were members of the Brotherhood.

However, the members of the Brotherhood who were wreaking havoc in Bitran could just escape into the border of the Tar Principality and live carefree for a few months before heading back to Bitland to wreak havoc again.

Not only did the Principality of Tar not stop it, there were rumors that they also secretly provided support to the Brotherhood.

The extraordinary old rival, the Deccao Thieves Group, the Deccao Magic Group that the three sisters originally joined, is the tool used by the Tarr Principality to plunder wealth abroad.

Looking at the prostrate Zolami in front of him, Feifan couldn't help but sigh, this is also a poor "tool man".