The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 67 Act Three. Rookie
"Rosen. Is there a newcomer on the list?"

After hearing this question, Rosen turned his attention to the crowd gathered in front of the kill list.

His current attire was completely different from his previous one, not to mention that there were not a few mercenaries wearing full-body armor with big swords, so he was not worried about being exposed, but instead listened to their discussion with interest.

"Rosen, suspected to be a skeleton undead, holds a big sword, is good at using temple swordsmanship and another unknown swordsmanship, excellent swordsmanship, strange and unpredictable, should be a very high-level undead!!?"

The crowd immediately let out a cry of surprise.

"How many years has the undead not appeared in the Land of Order?"

"Since the defeat of the undead in the jihad thousands of years ago, there has been no news of these skeletons. Now that they are coming again, I am afraid it will be menacing."

"Don't be kidding, it's all about suspicion, maybe some wicked guy is pretending to be wearing a mask."

The crowd was noisy, obviously Rosen's intelligence could make them use their brain power to the fullest.

"The strength of the black iron peak or the lower reaches of the bronze, the undead have not appeared in the land of order for many years, so the strength estimation is not accurate."

The man continued to read, speaking faster and faster, obviously shocked by the content recorded above.

"Achievements. In the Eternal Night Forest, he single-handedly killed dozens of winter wolves, and killed the Bronze Lower Winter Wolf Lord. Even the monsters changed color under the blade of his sword. He fought against the five generals of Reggios and killed the Black Lord. Four people from the middle reaches of the iron chain severely injured one person from the top of the black iron chain. They killed the cultist 'Thousand Faces' from the upper reaches of the black iron chain and walked away. Oh my god, is this guy so strong?"

"It's a lie, isn't the bone frame a guy who can hit ten with one hand? How could it be so strong?"

"Yes, yes, it must be some master in disguise."

"I think it may be spreading rumors. After all, in a small place like Reggios, even the Holy Temple forces can't touch it. How could a bronze-level strongman suddenly appear there? You know, there, including Bunajeon, have already There hasn’t been a Bronze Level in 100 years! I think maybe someone bribed other people to spread the rumors in order to become famous.”

Most people are skeptical about Rosen's record. After all, things like undead are even more difficult for mercenaries living in this era than those at the top of the hunting list. People always prefer Ignore what seems unreal.

"Ranking, No. 320, nickname, Skeleton Rider!"

After finally finishing reading, the man let out a long sigh.

"As soon as he is on the list, he can reach 500 out of the [-] people. It seems that he has some strength."

The people around fell into a subtle silence.

You know, those who can be ranked around 300 can almost be crowned with the title of "full of evil". These people are either bullies who cause trouble for one party, or mages who have certain attainments in magic. A newcomer will jump directly on the list. To more than [-], almost rare!
However, the one who reacted most violently was probably Rosen himself.

Skeleton riding?What the hell! ! ?

He thought that although he would not get nicknames such as "Wolf Killer" and "Undead Swordsman", they should at least have something to do with the exquisite swordsmanship, but what happened to this "Skeleton Rider"?
This is completely the image of a reckless man who puts power first, my style of painting! ! !

Roaring secretly, Rosen still looked like he had nothing to do with him on the surface, but after a brief silence, the crowd became noisy again.

"This must be fake, the guys in the church must have gone out of their minds."

"That's right, if such a terrifying guy really appears in Reggios, the whole town will probably be destroyed!"

People are still more skeptical. It stands to reason that if creatures like undead skeletons that are hostile to humans really appear, and they are still at the strength of the Bronze Rank, it will not only destroy a baron's mansion, even if the entire Bunajeon will be destroyed overnight. It's not surprising that it was turned into ruins, so most people are skeptical about what is described on the hunting list.

"It's true. I had a friend who was in the Ultramarine Fortress at the time. He even lost one eye because of it. He told me that the swordsman named Rosen fought hard against the Bronze-ranked Winter Wolf Lord, and finally defeated him. The tide is gone."

Amidst the doubts, someone voiced a different voice.

Rosen was slightly startled, and peered at the man through his powerful perception, but he soon discovered that the man was only of inferior strength, and he should really have listened to other people's complaints.

"Repel the demonic tide? Nonsense, the undead wish for the destruction of the order side, how can it help us repel the demonic tide?"

"I think your friend is not blind in one eye, but in both eyes!"

"Rambo, forget about your own poor strength. It's not a good habit to lie and scare people."

Someone quickly refuted, and by the way laughed at that person.

Seeing that the young man named Rambo blushed, Rosen gritted his teeth and uttered a word for a long time.

"You, you are talking nonsense, he was obviously the one who saved Bunajin"

"what?"

A burly man who made fun of him frowned. He approached Rambo, grabbed him by the neckline, and lifted the short Rambo like a kitten.

"you"

Before Rambo could finish speaking, the burly man had already swung his fist. Rambo's whole face was distorted immediately, his nose bleeds welled up, his teeth loosened, and his body flew out like a feather, knocking him down. There were several tables.

Downstream of the black iron?

Rosen quietly observed each other, thinking that Bunagin and Reggios were still too young, and the number of black iron steps gradually increased when they reached the border of Byronweiss.

"Let me tell you, what are undead and skeletons? Not worth mentioning at all."

The burly man seemed to be drunk, he had no idea of ​​the severity of his strikes, and his speech was in a mess. He passed through the crowd scattered to watch the excitement, walked to the side of Rambo who was prostrate on the ground, and spat.

"And you, a weak bastard, are only worthy of being fed to dogs."

With a kick, only the sound of a broken rib was heard, and Rambo was suspended in the air again.

Only this time, the unlucky guy flew directly in the direction of Rosen, making it impossible for Rosen to stay away from the incident.

bang-

Raising his hand lightly, Rambo's back bumped into Rosen's palm. With a little effort from Rosen, the short young man stopped moving and sat firmly on the chair opposite Rosen.

"Who?"

After being tormented by this, the burly man seemed to be a little sober from the wine. He looked at Rosen with a little vigilance, and asked aloud.

"Well, you can call me Quinn."

After making up a name, Rosen replied indifferently.

PS: Thanks for the reward from Drunken Dreams~
PS2: Why are there so few recommended tickets? Have you all gone around the city and suffered?
(End of this chapter)