The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

The latest website: The layout of the watermelon milk tea shop is different from that of other teahouses: it is a large curved counter in the street, and the milk tea juice is prepared in the cabinet, and you can make a drink at any time. People who work and go shopping, feel thirsty or want to eat something when they pass by a milk tea shop. They often spend a few small copper coins to buy a cup of milk tea, stand outside the cabinet, and drink it coldly; if they are willing to spend more money, Then you can buy a plate of small biscuits or small jam bread from the opposite door, and sit in the store chatting or thinking about something alone. If you have more money, you can buy some braised duck necks and sauce duck livers from the next door, but here Most of the customers are passing by in a hurry, and they probably do not have such luxury and leisure. Only businessmen, nearby store managers, couples on dates, and officers of the city defense army who were fishing for fish sat in the booths of the store, asked for milk tea and snacks, and sat and drank slowly.

Dinezzi was the only one standing in front of the counter drinking milk tea and looking rich and idle. As soon as he arrived at the store, he said to the cabinet, "Want an extra-large cup of **** milk tea and a large portion of pearls."

After he finished speaking, he put out an Ole gold coin on the counter.

Mordred poured the hot milk tea from the samovar into the shaker cup, then took out a large piece of **** from the cabinet, washed it and chopped it and pressed it in a manual juicer, and poured the squeezed **** juice into Put the lid on the shaker and shake it well, then pour it into a slime cup filled with a tablespoon of pearls, put the lid on the counter, and point to the box for the straw.

Dinezzi took the straw and inserted it into the thin slice on the lid of the cup, and said with a bit of emotion: "When I was a child, I would only cook some slimes for my family to make glue to repair the leaky roof. I never thought that it could be made into cups and dishes."

Then he looked at Mordred and said again: "Girl, I am surprised by your bones. You are a prodigy in martial arts. Be my apprentice. I can definitely train you into a new generation of swordsmen."

Mordred rejected while looking for change: "No, what's good about being a swordsman."

At this time, Dmitri, a young boss who sells "good taste" duck necks next door, came in. He asked for a cold red bean milk tea and said to Dinezzi: "Sir, you look like you are abducting girls. Ah, is it so easy to be a swordsman?"

Dinezzi glared at him and shouted unconvincingly, "My vision can't be wrong, this girl is extremely talented, she has been instructed by a famous teacher before, and she has very solid basic skills. As long as she accepts my teaching for ten years, I guarantee that she can Beat the demon king and call him grandma!"

Dmitri calculated the seniority of the Supreme Attorney General and Demon King Nikolai in his mind, and then said with a smile: "Maybe the Demon King should call her Zeng Zeng Zeng... great-grandmother."

Mordred didn't know the other identity of his mother, thinking that Dmitri was playing tricks on himself, so half of the red beans were omitted in the milk tea.

Dienezzi ignored Dmitry's joke and said to Mordred seriously: "I'm serious."

Then he put out a few more gold coins on the counter and said, "If you want to be a juggernaut, you can go out of the city and take a plane to my hometown right away, and there will be someone there to receive you."

Mordred pouted and said, "What's so good about being a swordsman."

Dineqi almost choked on the **** milk tea, he said helplessly: "If you become a swordsman, you can get the highest title, as well as a lot of land and money."

Mordred continued pouting and said, "How much money can you have, more money than Charles McGarden?"

Dmitri also said: "Maybe you can get more from the Demon King."

"I said, old man, although you look strong, how can you convince everyone that you can cultivate a swordsman?"

Dinezzi became proud now, he hummed twice and said, "I'm not afraid you will be frightened, my ancestor was an officer of His Excellency the 'Knight King' Pendragon more than 300 years ago. With her guidance, that ability has been passed down to me."

At that time, Arturia was active in the current Villingen Kingdom, and her legend was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If it was there, Dinezzi's words would definitely attract a burst of envy.

So he looked up at the ceiling with his hips on his hips when he was done, waiting for the two listeners to compliment him.

However, the watermelon milk tea shop is cold.

Mordred didn't say it anymore, she didn't know how many times she arranged blind dates.

People in the espionage industry are generally of high psychological quality. Although Dmitri evoked childhood memories after hearing this name, he did not show it.

Dinezzi felt a little embarrassed when he saw that the two did not respond.

Dmitri returned to the store with the red bean milk tea that he didn't have many red beans. The work of the cliché had been completed, and with the clues in the hands of the professionals, it could be determined that the old man was the Sword Saint Dinette of the Villingen Kingdom.

Dinezzi has been serving as the king's bodyguard for nearly thirty or forty years, and folklore has almost disappeared.

In the archives, Dinneqi's moves are delicate, beautiful and accurate, his techniques are neat and tidy, he has a broad vision in battle, is good at grasping the situation, his sword skills are exquisite and precise, there are many ways to control the enemy, and the attack has a strong impact.

?In the past two decades, he has cultivated a large number of talents for the Villingen Kingdom.

At the same time, he also has some weaknesses, sometimes not calm enough.

Dmitri soon reported this information through his own channels, and he also noticed that the swordsman of the Villingen Kingdom came to Prato City quietly at this time. There must be some conspiracy.

When it was close to noon, when he took a plate of duck neck, duck liver, and duck intestines and went to the next door to pay for the red bean milk tea, Dineqi had already left in dejection.

At the same time, in the City Lord's Mansion, Linda and Diana, who were very energetic early in the morning, were meeting an elf in the living room.

This elf used to be Viscount Wayano's family doctor and worked by the Viscount's side for many years until he found an excuse to run away in the past two years, knowing his physical condition well.

"He has a stomach problem~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The Elf Doctor mused, "This is the root cause of his chronic overeating and heavy drinking. "

"I think he might have had a very severe acute gastric hemorrhage for some reason, such as an irritated stomach by a drug, and eventually died of ischemia."

Linda asked, "Can it be finalized?"

The elf doctor shook his head and said, "If we want to find out the real cause, I'm afraid an autopsy will be needed."

Linda was slightly startled, then nodded lightly, and said, "I'm asking you to communicate with the family of the deceased about the autopsy."

"Okay." The elf doctor agreed. "He is a good guy, and the salary and bonuses are adequate. I also hope to contribute to finding out the real murderer."

When the elf doctor was about to leave at noon, he took a step to the next city to communicate with Viscount Wayano's family.

Not long after, when Linda and Diana were discussing what to eat for lunch, several huge fireballs fell from the sky and hit the City Lord's Mansion.