The Legend of Fatality

In a dirty tavern in the dirtiest area of ​​Realmas, the inside of the tavern is like a cave. An adventurer captain named Fellini is drunkenly telling his life to a girl named Marianna. In the distance, the two masters, Priest and Mia Lara, were drinking blackened ale in small sips. "Good temper" Muramson put several chairs into a bed and lay on them to sleep.

When the tavern door opened, Muramson suddenly woke up, and Princet followed his eyes and saw the figure walking into the room.

He is a tall man, thin and muscular, like a gladiator or a professional killer-these people need strength only second to agility. The man wore a set of inlaid leather armor, flying knives, crossbows and other weapons around his waist. A heavy hunting knife emerged from his hips. His face was covered by the black helmet on his head.

The man was followed by two equally strong men, with a long sword hanging around his waist and an oak shield on his back. In one hand is a heavy stick made of steel and oak.

The man headed by is called Albayan, an adventurer and a bounty hunter, known for keeping his promises and perseverance in tasks, Fellini is his old acquaintance. Fellini got up very warmly to hug each other, but was pushed away by the other party, but Fellini did not mind, still introduced the two sides to Prince. It's just that after the brief introduction, the two parties didn't talk, they knew there was still someone.

The next person to enter the tavern was a big guy, two heads taller than ordinary people. He braided his beard and hair like a dwarf. A Northlander, even by the standards of the Northlander, is considered tall. His strong body was wrapped in a hardened leather coat, and steel strips were pinned to make it stronger. A round helmet covered his head, and the low-hanging cheeks spread outward, adding rounded edges. In his hand was a large, axe with a pointed head, a long sword hanging around his waist, a heavy heavy crossbow on his back, and five throwing axes on his chest. A very strong man behind him is carrying his real combat armor.

'Black Boar' Knokranstov, an adventurer in the Northland Kingdom of Kaslov. The black boar is the nickname he wore when he was neat, derived from the fact that he was wearing his black armor and faced The knight rushed towards him. He used a giant axe to cut the knight with his horse in half. It's like the movement of the black wild boar when attacking people. Some Northlander adventurers in Rilmas admired his reputation and chose to follow him.

Finally came the two dwarves whose helmets only reached Prince ’s chest, but the dwarf weighed far more than him, and the two dwarves were too muscular, since they let themselves look like full-body armor like a mobile fortress I can see it. Not to mention the double-edged giant axe close to their height behind them.

"Curse all the driver and his woman here." The dwarf began to mumble as soon as he entered the door, and then shouted. "Come out, slugs, who asked for Galtrige."

"It's me," Princester saw that everyone was coming and stood up and said. "Please come here, I will tell you why I want you."

"Damn mage." The dwarf whispered, then turned his head to the direction of the tavern hospitality. "My throat is too dry! Hurry and get me a beer, or you will try the biggest thing on me."

When several adventurers made their way round the oak round table, Priest nodded to Muramson, who rose from his chair. He took a handful and walked to the entrance of the tavern, put down the tumbler of the tavern, put the chair back to the door, and sat on the chair to guard the door.

"Okay, gentlemen." Prince said.

"Hey, what about my beer? Hurry up." The dwarf Galtrige shouted, interrupting Prince's words directly.

"Mariana, my friend has a very big axe and a very grumpy temper. I suggest you do as quickly as he said, otherwise you will be ready to renovate here." Fellini said in a concubine.

"Bah, hairless monkey, I am not your friend." Gortrige said disdainfully. "I heard that your last friend was raising maggots in the sewer."

"Slander, pure slander." Good friend "Fellini will not let friends grow maggots in the sewers." Fellini laughed evilly. "I will send them to the sausage factory. Haha."

"Close your stinky mouth, otherwise I will cut off your tongue." Albayan said quietly. "I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."

"Miscellaneous, you dare to threaten Gortrige!" Before Fellini spoke, the dwarf jumped up, his legs fell on the chair, but unfortunately the chair could not bear the weight of him and his armor and fell apart. When the dwarf fell, the double-edged axe severely split in the middle of the oak table, and pieces of wood flew out of it.

"All stop! If you scum can't behave like civilized people, I'll talk to your corpse for business!" Princester roared angrily, clutching his staff in his hand. Miyala, next to her, drew her sword and shield.

"Honestly, gentlemen, I don't want any trouble." Knockransto's low and rude voice sounded. "Especially if I need to solve all of you without paying."

"Or we can get rid of those who do not want to talk about business first." Fellini stared at the dwarf on the ground.

"Enough! I want to talk about the stay of business, I don't want to talk about getting out." Princester sat down at the table again and said after looking around.

The dwarf took a little effort to get up again, and the fall was not light, and his mouth grumbled about the swearing of the chair.

"I'll make a long story short." Princester discarded all the speeches he had prepared before, and he understood that this group of people could simply tell them their interests.

"There is a ship 'Flying Antelope' at the dock. The ship used to belong to a slave trader Modra-Tariq, which was transformed from his" Firefox ". A merchant was willing to buy us from us for 50,000 gold It. "Princester paused, giving them time to digest.

"There are about forty mages on the ship, and maybe there are new adventurers they hire. The number is uncertain, maybe between forty and sixty. Three days later, if you don't want to participate, please stay here for three days. Let's leave before we act. "

"Oh? Is this forcing us to participate? Hey, I don't care if I get there, but how do I divide the money?" Fellini said with a smirk.

"Evenly divided by team." Princester simply replied that he didn't care about the money.

"How to do it? Do you rush straight up?" Gortrige took the high chair again and asked as soon as he sat down.

"Three teams deal with the three mages and their guards, and the remaining two teams deal with the people on board."

"Are you sure they will separate?" Albayan curiously asked.

"Isn't it necessary for me to explain in detail at last?" Princester was annoyed. "The boat drove out of the port after someone disappeared, and it only relied on a small boat to get to and from the dock. The boat could only seat less than ten people, and they would leave in three days at the earliest, so they would definitely make a supply and put The boat stopped at the pier. "

"We need to face three situations. First, the mage and the entourage are at the pier, then we will attack them separately. Second, we all have to go to the boat to deal with them. The third possibility is that they will Stay at the pier in the evening, then we will kill them directly and take the boat afterwards. What is the problem? "

"Hey, I don't care." Fellini said.

The other three were silent, and all fixed their eyes on Prince, making him feel uneasy. Suddenly, these three people of different heights laughed at the same time, and the laughter surprised Prince.

"I don't want to participate. Find some beds for me and my partner." Albayan said with a smile on his face.

"I'm not going, you can try to block Goretrigg." The dwarf drew his axe directly.

"Me too, the blocker died." Knokranstov stood up directly, and the taller man was about to hit the roof.

Seeing that the three refused to participate, Prince had a feeling of eating rotten food.

"Okay. How did you see it." Prince said with a lazy tone, leaning on the back of the chair. "But it doesn't matter if you really participate or not, I can do it myself."

"Hey, the stupid pig in the port, just give him some benefits, and he will let that boat wait at the pier for inspection. You **** tricks say there are three situations." The dwarf put away the axe and said first.

"When waiting for the division of labor, you will definitely say: Since I am in charge of the buyer, then I will be responsible for dealing with one of the three mages, so that you can rest assured." Albayan played with the flying knife in his hand. "Now that you know they want to supply, poisoning is a good way, and you will choose to attack, it is not your style at all."

"Slave trader Modra Tariq, should be called Baron Tariq now. He now owns 5,000 acres of land and more than 3,000 people ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is said that he has a wealth of more than 200,000 gold coins "Nokranstov said lowly. "It is rumored that he made a deal with an evil mage organization in exchange for the wealth of thousands of souls."

"Hey, I don't believe in souls, but pirates like to hide their treasures on desert islands and pick them up when they retire. It's just that too many people" retire "too early." Fellini also said Said.

Prince knew that he could not underestimate these adventurers, especially the famous ones. But he did not foresee how quickly he exposed himself.

"Okay, now that you know it. The merchant who wants to buy that boat is real. We each have 10,000 gold coins. As for whether there are treasures, I am afraid that only the three mages will know. So the three mages have to keep theirs. Life. At least two of them are needed to confirm each other. Since everyone knows, then we have to give the fat pig a little benefit and let him get the boat to the dock. "

"As for the others, they have been recruiting adventurers. Forty or sixty people are needed. I do n’t know how many people have been recruited. So either you can mix in with the employment, as long as your hands and feet are clean, no one can say anything. Or just three At midnight the next day, kill all the people around the ship. "

"Mid everyone at midnight." The three men of different heights said at the same time. Afterwards, he looked at the only non-speaking Fellini.

"Hey, I think it's better to mix in ..." Fellini suddenly thought that there might be a betrayal if they mix in. These people choose to kill everyone directly because they are worried that the people who sent them betray themselves. select.

"Hey, I think it's better to kill them all." Fellini quickly changed his answer.

"Then it is so settled. Do it at midnight three days later."