I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

A corner of Dawn Town.

Facing the morning breeze, step on the cobbled path.

Roger was in a pretty good mood.

When the hunting object is Jonny Turtle, the killing efficiency of the Gargoyle is a bit worse.

But last night also gave him 5 years of life.

The point is not the quantity.

It lies in the joy of being able to eat interest while lying down!

And today on the way.

The appearance of Roger carrying a gargoyle to swagger through the city also attracted the attention of many people.

It won't be long before everyone knows there's a new guy in town with a gargoyle.

This is very much in line with Roger's idea of ​​not only wanting to show a little strength, but also want to hide his strength.

With a powerful magical beast like a gargoyle serving as a servant, most people would probably mistake him for a warlock or mage.

A few people may be able to guess his ranger background.

Only when they really fight, will they realize that this guy is actually a martial artist!

As for the real trump card professional Xia Yin.

Only the dead know.

...

Crossed an open road and made two more bends.

Roger finally arrived at the destination of the trip.

The area ahead is elevated.

Densely covered in the sun are row upon row of low houses.

Outside the low house, people come and go, comparable to an information exchange area.

This is the "official area".

It is a place where officials specialize in handling public affairs.

Needless to say, this novel government system was naturally also created by Alan.

It is said that when you are lucky, you can meet Alan himself working in the low room.

Roger walked over.

When passing the lord's house, he deliberately slowed down.

"Looks like bad luck."

Looking at the closed door, Roger came to the "Monster Information Division" next to him with some regret.

This is the official place to sell or collect information about monsters.

There are a bit too many people today.

Roger waited a long time for his turn.

The clerk who received him was a strong and capable bald head.

Even in the low room with not so much light, the shiny forehead is still particularly eye-catching.

"Sell or buy?"

The bald man spoke very fast, without a trace of emotion.

Roger glanced at the nameplate on the table - "Hansen Uld".

"Buy." He said straight to the point: "Jonny Turtle."

Hansen frowned:

"Are you going for the reward?"

Roger didn't shy away, and nodded slightly.

"Personally, I suggest you think carefully."

Hansen put down the pen in his hand and crossed his hands naturally:

"Since the beginning of this year, the lord has increased the bounty of Jonny Turtle four times in a row—smart people should understand what this means."

"We don't recommend that young adventurers waste their energy on such a difficult bounty."

Roger waved his hand calmly.

The gargoyle hiding in the dark quickly flew over and landed on his arm vigorously.

"Gargoyle?"

Hansen immediately showed a trace of respect: "It seems that I lack vision."

The next second, he suddenly lowered his voice:

"But Jonny Turtle's official information fee is 500 copper orders."

"It's very expensive."

"If you insist on trying, I have a cheap piece of private information here - only five copper tokens."

"Trust me, after listening to the private information, you'll appreciate me saving the 500 copper orders for you."

Roger narrowed his eyes.

Is this an abuse of power?

"Can."

Roger quickly ordered 5 copper tokens and handed them over.

Hansen cleared his throat and said in a low voice:

"The source of Jonny Turtle is at the bottom of the Sierra River!"

Roger's pupils shrank, and he immediately realized what was going on.

Don't wait for him to think.

Hansen recounted the information he knew at a very fast speed.

...

It turned out that it was at the beginning of the Jonny turtle flood.

Alan once personally went out to try to solve the problem of the proliferation of monsters.

At that time, he proposed two feasible ideas.

The first is to solve the monster itself.

That is, a large-scale culling of Jonny turtles.

This line of thinking quickly proved unworkable.

People can't do anything about Jonny Turtle.

For this reason, Alan specially designed a new type of mace, which can severely damage Jonny Turtle.

But he failed in the end.

Johnny Turtle ran so fast that he couldn't beat it to death.

The second way of thinking is to eliminate the source or old nest of the Jonny turtle.

That would have been a great idea.

It can be accompanied by the gradual deepening of the investigation.

Alan found that all the clues point to the cursed river!

All Jonny turtles crawled out of the Sierra River.

If you want to break their old nest, you have to go deep into the Sierra River.

This is obviously a very dangerous thing to do.

Neither way of thinking will work.

The matter of hunting Jonny Turtle has come to an impasse.

...

"I see."

Roger nodded slightly.

"Listen to me, right?"

Hansen took a sip of water, and his tone returned to his indifference:

"It's okay, let's be the next one."

Roger pretended to think for a while before opening his mouth and saying:

"I still want to buy the official information about Jonny Turtle."

In his opinion, Alan's information is of certain reference value.

Roger now also has a headache on how to better hunt Jonny Turtle.

"Suicide bracelets" are too restrictive to be used routinely.

"ah?"

Hansen froze for a moment, and repeatedly confirmed that Roger was not joking.

He stood up.

He took out a sealed dossier from the cupboard behind him and handed it to Roger.

"Give."

By the way, he also returned the five copper tokens to Roger.

Roger was a little confused, so: "Is it 500 copper tokens?"

Hansen blinked:

"No, it's free."

Roger froze for a moment.

Hansen shrugged:

"We hope that someone will solve this difficult matter. How can we be stingy on intelligence fees?"

"All those who insist on buying information are free."

Roger took the file and asked:

"Then why don't you choose to disclose the information?"

Hansen said seriously:

"First, as I said, we don't want to waste the energy of most ordinary adventurers. In the face of high bounties, few people can recognize themselves."

"Second, you still insist on buying after listening to my "private information", which means that you probably already have some solutions in your mind. And your strength is strong enough, this kind of talent is what we need. "

"Thirdly, Master Alan once said: "Most information should be transparent, and most information should be circled." "

Having said that, he couldn't help touching his shiny bald head.

"Actually, I don't quite understand this sentence, but Mr. Alan is never wrong."

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

...

After leaving the business area with the information, Roger came to the business area again.

He walked around the wooden shed in the rental area, still unable to make up his mind.

Most of the houses for rent are in Shuguang Town.

This does not match his range of activities.

After all, he was going for Johnny Turtle.

The areas where Jonny Turtle haunts belong to the major farms.

Except for the farmer's own house, which is cleaner, most of the farms are sheds where people and animals live together.

The hygienic conditions are unacceptable to Roger.

After looking around, Roger found that the Charcoal Fire Hotel best suited his needs!

But the hotel also has the trouble of the hotel, if it is not my own house, I will not be able to use it after all.

Roger was a little confused.

Before he knew it, he wandered to the "farm area".

An advertisement ahead caught his attention.

...

"Real estate sales: Senluo Farm is for sale at a low price. If you are interested, please contact Mr. Smith"

...

"Having to sell the farm to pay off the debt because of the crop failure caused by the jonny turtle infestation?"

Roger's eyes suddenly lit up:

"The identity of the farmer seems to be pretty good."

He quickly jotted down Mr. Smith's contact address.

...

night time.

In the single room of the Charcoal Inn.

Roger, wearing a crown of white crows, sat upright.

The gargoyle was released by him early to hunt Jonny Turtle, and he himself was doing the daily Qi and Life Synchronization.

It just feels a little different tonight.

Roger could sense it.

The mystical energies within the Crow's Crown have become more active.

And deep in his body, something was faintly awakened.

That feeling is incomparably mysterious.

Eyes open and blink.

The strange heat surged up his spine to his forehead.

...

"You have successfully comprehended 'Qi'!"

...