Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Recently, the atmosphere in the Kingdom of Cervantes has been a bit bad. The most widely circulated saying is - no matter how fast the horse is, it can't be faster than Lord Quixote's wind-controlling horse.

These words reached Ren's ears, and for some reason, they were similar to "No matter how fast the 86 is, it can't compare to my uncle's Mercedes-Benz."

It’s just that my uncle is actually my apprentice! ?

Let’s look at Towns again. He’s already in this obscure position before he’s 18 years old, and he’s a young version of a rich, handsome man.

For some reason, Ren suddenly felt a little bit envious.

At this moment, it seemed that everyone was arranged in a disorderly manner, but in fact, the handsome men, the handsome women, and the most handsome ones were all placed at the front.

It is difficult for women who belong to the Adventurer's Guild to compare with the temperament of noble daughters. Before Ren came out, this was an era where muscle domineering was rampant. None of the female professionals here were petite, even if they had good looks. Not bad, it also focuses on a neutral beauty, and the word "handsome" is not excessive at all.

What's more, Towns is not short to begin with. After her height exceeded 1.9 meters, the 1.8-meter-tall strong woman who is even a bit burly in the eyes of ordinary people still feels like a little bird next to Towns.

Sure enough, the Pseudo-Hexagon Master is the all-professional killer.

Ren glanced at those handsome men and guessed that someone behind the scenes had secretly opened up the situation.

It was obvious that no matter it was Lamancho City or the Royal Capital, there were people staring at the place where the two mage towers used to be day and night. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why the other party was so well prepared.

Downs was obviously stunned here.

He sighed secretly in his heart, feeling that he had come to the wrong place.

Even though he was so young, he still knew that Cervantes and the whole country were eager to tie him to a certain family.

As soon as he thought of this, Towns knew what he was going to do.

At the front of the queue were the four people who had worked together twice before.

The look of hope on their faces was the brightest.

Tangs smiled bitterly at them and shook his head. He couldn't choose these four people because they were the most involved with the royal family.

When Downs walked by with a wry smile, the expressions on the four people's faces instantly stiffened.

They never expected that what Tang Si did was to ‘kill [old friend] first with the first sword ashore’! ?

In an instant, their moods went from nervous to excited, and fell into an endless abyss.

They had no chance, and those who followed immediately became excited, and one or two straightened their chests.

Downs walked all the way, like a godless emperor inspecting the princesses of various countries. He only glanced by and never stopped until he saw a shadow dancer who was squeezed into a corner.

"Huh? I remember you were..."

The other party bowed and saluted: "Mr. Quixote, I am Sanders' secret guard! I have had the honor to serve your master and apprentice. Ah! I shaved."

It’s no wonder that Downes didn’t recognize the shadow dancer from the Barbarossa Empire immediately, because Sanders looked like two different people before and after he shaved.

Generally speaking, men in the Kaos continent like to grow beards, because it makes them look powerful and full of masculine charm, and society widely accepts the concept of "you can't do anything without hair on your mouth".

This is exactly the ethos based on muscle tyrants.

However, Sanders noticed that Lane did not like to grow a beard. He always shaved his beard cleanly with a small razor in front of a small mirror.

This time Sanders did it on purpose.

Apparently, he made the right bet.

Downs looked at this high-level shadow dancer who had nothing to do with the Kingdom of Cervantes, with an expression of satisfaction on his face: "Why are you here?"

"I am a free adventurer. Before, I just accepted a one-year contract from the Barbarossa Empire. Now that the contract has expired, I will not renew it."

Very clever answer.

"Oh. I need a partner to save my life when I'm about to die on an adventure. Can you do that?"

"When you're about to die?"

"Yes! No matter how stupid I am, don't stop me, even if I get injured, because this is my experience."

Not to mention Sanders, even the passerby adventurers who were watching were stunned.

What kind of experience is this? A master can conquer the world?

What about division of labor and cooperation?

What about avant-garde? What about treatment?

Shouldn't the Master be a profession that is coaxed and protected by a group of people, and only come out to exert force at critical moments?

But in the next moment, everyone suddenly realized that this might be the request of that adult.

However, there is a specialization in the technique. Isn't this a test of the strength of the apprentice's Tianling Gai and neck?

Upon hearing this, the four people suddenly felt better.

If someone else met a young man with such a great background, he might shout, "Someone come and put him in captivity. In his state, I'm even afraid that he will find a trafficker and sell himself." But Downs was different.

The massacre of bugbears in the city of Lamancho and the battle at the Mage Tower in Madeira all showed that Downs was a master of the practical faction.

Although Sanders is worried here, he knows that this is the only chance for foreigners like him here.

"Okay! At the last moment, I will use [Shadow Jump] to save you with all my strength."

"Che!" Countless people around him spat maliciously.

Sure enough, a guy with the ability to jump in short distances can do whatever he wants at critical moments.

A smile appeared on Tang Si's face and he turned around: "Thank you for your concern. I will start my own experience now."

"Alas! I didn't choose again, so it's gone."

Although many people are depressed, everyone knows that only a handful of people will be truly lucky.

The only bad thing is: why isn’t that person me?

Feeling anxious, Sanders followed Downs out of the Adventurer's Guild and came to a remote corner where he could talk easily.

Downs put forward his own request: "I want to find a maze or some place with many traps and unknown risks, suitable for those who have just arrived at the master level."

Sanders pondered for a moment: "Well, there is a place that should suit you..."

"No, please don't use honorifics. Our relationship is equal."

Sanders felt comfortable with the other party's courtesy, and began to cautiously close the relationship, changing the name: "Well, Downs, I know the name of this place is [Chaos Ark]. It is a road stuck at the entrance of a chaotic energy vortex. The ancient airship. The key is that the space over there is not very stable, and even your master may not be able to open a portal to save you at any time."

The shadow dancer began to explain in detail the information he knew.

The more Tang Si listened, the more appropriate he felt. He imitated his master and snapped his fingers: "Okay! This one is powerful, this is it."

That's how it was decided.

They did whatever they thought of, and they moved so fast that they left the royal capital before the envoy sent by the king to invite Downs to the dinner arrived, leaving the envoy empty-handed.

Interestingly, Sanders noticed the legendary fire bat hiding in a tree not far away and peeking at the screen. Renne behind the fire bat also knew that the other party had noticed it.

I know you know I know, but so what?

Ren, who was far away in the Fulong Mountains, sighed.

There is a kind of father's love called letting go. Who says Master's love is not [Father]?