Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

That foreigner with an abnormal brain circuit? Where did he get the courage to fight with others?

Horace quickly loaded the revolver and climbed out of the corridor window. Gegesha thought that she would see something interesting. Maybe she could see Horace's ugly expression, and she had to be careful. Horace took advantage of the chaos to give her men a chance to shoot black shots, and hurried to follow.

But when he arrived at the restaurant, the situation was different from what Horace had imagined.

The restaurant was in a mess, tables were crushed, chairs were smashed and fragments flew all over the floor, including many pieces of silk. Fenmu was the only one standing in the middle of the desolate restaurant. The others were lying crookedly and flying everywhere like garbage in the storm. Just when Horace came in, another person was inserted upside down. Into the trash can.

Gegesha followed closely, walked over, and consoled her with a gloating mood:

"Horace, don't be so sad. I think my people should be measured. They know how fragile people from the outside world are, so they can control the strength of their attacks and not kill... people?"

What was the situation, why was the person who fell on the ground the person she, Gegesha, had retrieved!

Isn't the other party an ordinary human race?

Even if there is a restraint ring that restricts the use of psychic powers, someone like a half-werewolf can beat this human race to death just based on the difference in physical strength, right?

The past practice was that outsiders who came to the lawless zone for the first time would usually suffer a big loss because of their "good intentions" and "don't want to cause trouble". This kind of people were often thrown out of hotels in the middle of the night.

But Horace once saw someone who had just arrived in the illegal zone and was so successful!

"What's going on?" she asked.

Fenmu put down the plate in his hand and said innocently:

"I don't know if you are being unreasonable here, but I was eating, and this group of people came to trouble me for no reason, and then I knocked these people down!"

Outside the broken window of the restaurant, a group of guards gathered to watch the show and join in the fun. These guards held cheering sticks made of fluorite in their hands and cheered for the fight in the restaurant. Some people are happy and some are sad, and most of those who are sad are those who lost their bets at the opening.

Horace glared at them and asked what was going on by connecting to the dream. The guards were silent for a moment and shook their eyebrows, as if they were communicating with their eyes: The realm of psychic energy is unclear, but this foreigner's fighting skills are very good. powerful! The others were no match at all, and the half-werewolf couldn't even exert its advantage in strength.

Horace did not pay attention to Fenmu, but looked at the dumbfounded Gegesha next to her. She knew very well that Gegesha came here to find an opportunity to ridicule.

"What should I say about this..."

Horace looked serious, then covered his mouth as if to suppress his laughter, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, the laughter was deafening.

"Hahahaha! Can you perform that again - 'I think my people should be measured, knowing how fragile people from the outside world are, so they can control the strength of their attacks...'."

Chapter 9 Confirmation

Fighting is a normal thing, you can tell just by looking at the attitude of the guards. If it weren't for the fact that all parties are visible in the melee, someone really needs to support the number of people to support the venue. The arena will even encourage these people to start the game at the beginning. Let's create some conflicts first, so that we can fight to the death after the fight officially begins.

After Horace left with the well-fed Fenmu, Gegege pulled up the half-wolf girl Evie and asked:

"What happened to you? You were knocked down by a human youth? His thighs are not even as thick as your arms!"

"In terms of fighting skills, that boy is very powerful, hits people very quickly, and is very shameless. He is definitely not from the outside world!"

"Huh?" Gegesha didn't understand how she could come to this conclusion.

The half-werewolf's self-healing ability is still very strong. The dislocated arm that was just dropped has healed in a short time. Evie stood up, rubbed his arm and said:

"This kid ate all the food by himself! It was the entire restaurant. I was about to go over and ask him why he did this, but I just slapped my hand on his table, and then he was directly uppercut and then thrown to the back and knocked unconscious. There was no announcement of a fight at all, and the others were almost in the same situation, they were knocked down by him as soon as they reacted."

"Are you sure you aren't slow and sluggish, like the old lady in the bakery?"

"It's impossible. He really struck too suddenly, and some people behind him reacted and were ready to teach him a lesson. This guy said, 'Wait a minute, I have something to ask you.' Others thought he was going to He said something important, but when he came over, he grabbed a random person and threw him over his shoulder."

It is impossible to bring chaos back to chaos, but there are still some basic rules. Unless it is a paid assassination, any conflicts will be explained clearly first, and there must be no less opportunity to give last words.

There are shameless people like Fenmu who act rogue, but such people generally don't live long, and people who deserve a beating are not welcome anywhere.

"According to what you said, this kid does seem to be a local. He is probably someone who came from other places that he could not bring. He is a kind-hearted person who wants to pretend to be his own Forest of All Things in a place he is not familiar with!" Gegesha nodded in approval.

Evie pulled up his companion on the ground, went to the counter to pay the cost of the damaged items, and then said:

"Well, Gegesha, do you want to investigate that shameless villain? He probably has a background."

"No, the main reason why you will lose is because of the restraint ring, the weapon is not brought, and the psychic power cannot be used. Unless he is a demon, otherwise as a human male, his ability is only fighting skills. When the time comes, Once you enter the prison city and the restraint ring is opened, it will be a true battle of pure strength. His fighting skills will become unworthy of mentioning, so there is no need to pay too much attention."

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It is very unreliable to ask others about their origins in a place where there is no way. If you want to know the real information, you can only check it yourself or spend money to buy it.

Horace didn't ask much about Fenmu's situation and took him to a hotel called "Ashes Paradise".

"Be more responsible. The atmosphere in this store is relatively peaceful. There are very few people making trouble. Strangers usually come here. If you have any needs, just tell the owner. The expenses will be reimbursed by the arena. On the day of the big melee I’ll treat you to a nice meal before I go.”

After taking Fenmu to the door of a room, the burly elder sister walked up the creaking iron staircase to the bar downstairs to drink.

Fenmu checked his new room. It was small in size and simply furnished. It was as if it had just been built and had no time to be painted before a bed was inserted into it and treated as a hotel room.

It's not as good as the church room where he slept in Granville, and it's not even as good as the tree hotel in the Forest of Creatures.

But it's still tidy for the time being. You can see signs of careful cleaning. The sheets are white and clean, so it's pretty good.

After locking the door, Fenmu lay down on the bed and directly entered the dreamland of the Kingdom of God.

Before calling the maid and doctor over, Fenmu remembered the deal he had made to Furious Senior Sister and called her point to point.

"Speaking of which, the person who hit me in the face with his butt at night sounded a bit like Senior Sister Furious. I've heard someone say before that Senior Sister Furious seems to be from this continent." Fenmu muttered.

The robes in this world are relatively soft in texture, and few people add some iron armor pieces to the waist and crotch of a mage's robe. But even so, it is still a bit difficult to distinguish the specific shape of the figure underneath. At most, they can identify who is the good guy and who is the bad guy.

Fenmu has never noticed such a dazzling existence as Master Anasta in anyone else. Even if Fenmu has the ability to discern people, he can only easily recognize Anasta.

For others, unless they have a clue once, it is still very difficult.

Just wait and find a chance to identify it.

After a while, Fury came, and the dim yellow mist condensed together and turned into the shape of Fury.

She took a few steps in Fenmu's direction and asked impatiently:

"Coffin, is something wrong?"

With the non-speculative tone of her words, Fenmu seemed to see her frowning because of her displeasure. Just taking a rough look at the outline of her body, they really looked alike!

Fenmu nodded quickly:

"Because I've been free recently, I wanted to ask Sister Fury if she has any thoughts on her own weapons. Because the best forger is to make a good weapon adapt to the user, rather than to make a good weapon. Let the user adapt to it.”

"A sharp 'staff', and it must be able to bear the weight of the weapon The emperor sent the hook to wash the clothes, and the haze was bad, but it was still unreasonable to worry about the evil spirit."

She snapped her fingers, and a pale flame wrapped in black ignited between her delicate fingers.

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"The key to whether it can carry the load depends on whether the materials are qualified. Once the materials are in place, you don't need to worry about the forging technology. However, I need you to explain in detail what the sharp 'staff' is."

"To put it simply, it is a sword that can be used as a staff, but the performance must not be bad."

It must be difficult to make a sword have the performance of a staff, otherwise there would be no such thing as a staff. Just everyone would make a staff into a shield, which can be used when someone is close. Blocking can also assist in casting spells, how great.

The magic dagger is a product born under this concept, but its shortcomings are also obvious. It is not as good as the staff in terms of spells, and it is not as good as the ordinary straight sword in terms of sword fighting.

Because Hecate's wife is wearing a sham, and she's holding her crumbs in her arms, sucking her mother! �

Fenmu patted his chest and said directly:

"No problem, I'm good at this. Even if you want to make a spoon into a staff, it won't be a problem. However, you'd better find the materials yourself. Generally speaking, with your At noon, the sex is bad and the brain is confused!

After the weapons commission was almost explained, Fenmu began to ponder the identity of the other party:

"Senior Sister Furious, since we are both believers, I think I can customize a robe as a gift for you. However, when it comes to clothes, you have to consider whether they fit properly. Do you mind letting me roughly confirm..."

Chapter 10 The strange female shopkeeper?

Fenmu made a gesture of lifting her skirt as a hint. This action also reminded Hecate of the strange young man she met last night.

Although the other party wanted to confirm whether he was some evil person with strange habits, he also asked to do this kind of action of lifting up his skirt and spinning around in a group. What's going on? Is this the latest popular move?

"Why do you do this? The robe does not need to be beautiful, as long as it has good performance and the length matches your height, right?" she asked doubtfully.

Fenmu heard the tendencies of this impatient senior sister. She was probably the kind of person who values ​​practicality and ignores beauty. He prescribed the right medicine:

"Well, it's like this. Recently I discovered a new technique, which is to design the robe into a tight-fitting style that fits the body. This new design can improve the efficiency of spell casting assistance through close contact with the skin. I I have tried it with a master and got very good reviews.”

Seeing that Furious Senior Sister seemed to be thinking about it, Fenmu added:

"The key to the design of this tulle tights is that it allows you to wear another robe or enchanted armor as protection. There will be no conflict or discomfort!"

Hecate was moved. Although the words of this junior brother sounded like a profiteer, those who could come to the dreamland of the Kingdom of God would not cheat and deceive in such a place, which would be equivalent to ruining their reputation here in the future.

"Since it's a tights, it's not enough just to lift the skirt and look at the legs. Do you want to touch the limbs or something?"

Fenmu took a breath and said impatiently:

"That's a good relationship... I mean, I didn't expect Senior Sister Fury to be so considerate. This really makes my job a lot easier!"

Because Senior Sister Wrath's dressing style does not emphasize appearance, just from the surface, she has an average appearance and an unremarkable figure. She always wears a hood to hide her expression and has a bad temper. She may be easily judged as gloomy and dangerous. Type of character. But when she lifted up her cloak and robe and showed off her slender legs from under the robe (despite the fog coding), the lines alone were amazing.

With a cautious and professional craftsman spirit, Fenmu touched her hand on Fury's calf, took off her cast steel high-heeled boots, and then asked in a pretentious tone:

"Sister Fury, would you like to wear a bunch of socks with the same texture when the time comes? Don't worry, they also have the function of a robe."

Can even socks create the effect of a robe? Hecate had never heard of it, but it was better to have such a thing, and it didn't matter if it wasn't available.

"Since you have taken off my shoes, why don't you help me measure them, please."

Considering her temper, Fenmu didn't dare to act rashly. She just touched her knees, waist, arms, and butterfly bones with her fingertips. Even so, it was enough for Fenmu to get enough information.

Different from the imagined mage, Sister Fury's limbs are firm and elastic through exercise. Her calves are slender, but her thighs are fleshy. But judging from the fog, Fenmu felt that her figure was as explosive as her temper. He is ugly in appearance and has a bad temper, but once he shows his true face in Lushan, he is amazing.

At this point, Fenmu has confirmed that this person is Angrei whom he saw at night.

"86, 59, 88?!" Fenmu suddenly spit out a few numbers.

"What?" Hecate asked.

"It's just some numbers to assist memory, don't worry about it." Taking advantage of this time, Fenmu asked again: "I don't know if you have any clues about what I asked you to find, senior sister."

"Looking for it." Fury replied impatiently.

Judging from the statement, there is no specific clue yet, but seeing that she appeared near the lawless zone of the Great Melee Festival, could it be that there is the material he wants nearby?

Thinking of the information mentioned by the goblin intelligence agent, Fenmu felt that it was probably true.

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Originally, Fenmu was planning to wait for Fury to leave before asking Tavia and the others to meet in the Kingdom of God. However, someone seemed to be approaching outside the room over there.

In the dark room, only a small window high on the wall let in a ray of light, and the entire room was like a prison cell.

Fenmu's body appeared on the bed, and he opened his eyes. The dim light made his pupils shine like sapphires.

The footsteps in the corridor stopped in front of his room, the kind of footsteps that deliberately suppressed the sound. Soon, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Hello?" Fenmu asked softly.

"Hello, I am the operator of this hotel." A female voice with a relatively soft tone came from outside the door.

It’s unclear whether it’s a trap or something else, but Fenmu didn’t read any hostility from it.

He opened the door, and what he saw was a woman with long black hair. She had a pair of fluffy pointed animal ears on her head, which looked like wolf ears. The hair on one side was combed behind the ear. She had a soft and beautiful appearance. From a visual point of view, she and this lawless zone are not in the same style.

This female shop owner doesn't look like a lawless villain, but more like the big sister next door.

Fenmu stopped his urge to greet with fists, changed to the thinking of a civilized person, and asked politely:

"Excuse me, what's the matter? I heard the arena is responsible for paying the rent and the like."

"Can I come into the room for an interview?" The female shopkeeper looked at both sides of the corridor, her behavior a bit suspicious.

Could it be that because of my thin skin and tender flesh, you are trying to come over and have some plot development with me where I use manual labor in lieu of rent?

After all, the other party was the shopkeeper. Fenmu took two steps back to express her kindness. The female shopkeeper quickly walked into the room, then gently closed the door, patted her head as if she had remembered something, and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, I almost forgot to introduce myself. You can call me 'Yao', which is a code name. Everyone here calls me that."

"Oh, my name is Fenmu. I just came to the Lawless Zone not long ago. It should be said that I came here by accident..." Fenmu shrugged.

Miss Yao didn't seem to have any intention of questioning Fenmu's origins. She stretched out her hand, took out a key from her private dream, and handed it to Fenmu's hand.

"Is this...?" Fenmu looked at the key in his hand and asked in confusion: "Room key?"

"No, this is the key to the restraint ring in your hand. There is also a little hassle here. It should be enough for you to go to Griffin's territory, which is relatively safer." After that, the wolf-eared girl took out a few more coins and looked at them. It appears to be a very large coin in the lawless zone.

But why did this unknown female shopkeeper suddenly do such a thing?