Dawn of the Grey Tower

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The person who was shot down by Alice from the room before was probably not dead. After all, demon hunters are demon hunters. They are not mercenaries, let alone killers. Even if they occasionally do these two trades out of livelihood or affection, they will be merciful when they attack people in a broad sense.

Of course, this kind of thing varies from person to person. Some demon hunters have long been numb to life and death during the hunting process. In addition, they believe that violence is the best way to solve the problem. Many hunters carry more Or less blood debt. It is not uncommon for the demon hunter to die in a vendetta, and even to be regarded as a wanted criminal by the local rights government. They are walking in human society, but they are free from society.

This is very similar to wizards and similar spellcasters, so witch hunters have always had an unclear relationship with spellcasters. Those experienced old hunters would use tricks more or less from this kind of friendship. So in terms of identity and emotion, both Cheese and Alice know each other.

This is also the reason why Grey Robe did not object after the huntress shot down the stalker on the roof. But now, Alice's kindness obviously brought a problem, and this problem is not solved very well. There shouldn't be so many people wandering on the street at night, especially shouldn't be holding weapons in each hand, looking like a ghost looking for someone's life.

"Your friend?" Cheese stopped and said to Alice.

There was no ripple in his voice or movement, and the people in front of him were not troublesome in the eyes of the gray robe. Because it can be seen from their steps and positions, these people have not received strict military or combat training, and are purely a group of brave gangsters. If they were replaced with well-trained soldiers, the mage would frown, but now this batch is not worth his wasted expression.

"I don't have any friends who like to come out at night." The huntress spread her hands and said a pun. On the one hand, it explains the current situation, on the other hand, it also implies the relationship between himself and the vampire.

"Then what do they mean?" Gray Robe's words were not just for others, but also for himself.

In all fairness, although they have not been here for a long time, they have offended many people. Whether it is the gang of the Nine Rings, the remaining cultists, or even the puppet master hiding in the dark, they may These guys are related. So which one do they belong to? What is the intention to block the road here?

"I think they might have been robbed." After all, Alice had been rushing for some time, and she knew much better about the situation in this city. From her point of view, these guys' dressing, appearance, and appearance are clearly group of robbers blocking the way.

On rushing, law and order has never been a public topic, because there is no unified government and administrative department, walking at night is always a matter of self-knowledge, even if there are people on both sides of this road who have lights on, they will not be there. A little bit of help. This is a matter of risk and commitment. If you are rushing through the night, you must be prepared to deal with cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, good people and evil people. If you are not ready, you have to come again in your next life.

Cheese smacked his lips because he realized that what the Huntress said made sense, and he might have been thinking too much. However, it is not ruled out that these people were instigated by others to make trouble, but in that case, the person who instigated them must first find the position of the gray robe, knowing that he will go out tonight, which will make Jung promise Safety and concealment are void. So in summary, it is more likely that what is happening right now is just a pure accident.

robbed? This is something new and not new. The road tyrants and road tyrants have encountered some cheeses on this road, but they are all plundered by natural dangers, or they are slashing knives, coming and going like the wind, like this, let people take them on the streets of towns. The guy blocked the robbery before and after, he really hadn't experienced it. Now looking at these people with a vicious look, but they have not waited until they do it, which is also a bit confusing.

"What are they waiting for?" Judging from the experience of cheese, the robbery is a very simple matter.

It is nothing more than a group of people whizzing in, hacking and killing or squeezing the robbed people, softening the money, looting all the clothes and equipment, and if it is fast, it is time for tea. And now these people, even though they are doing a vicious look, the weapons in their hands are also shining cold, they hesitate to besiege and not attack, don't know what are waiting.

"This is the rule in the city. It is generally rushing and robbing the road, and most of it does not hurt people. First, no one really wants to turn this city into a city of banditry. Secondly, there are everyone in this city. Robbery is just for the sake of mouth. It’s hard to kill enemies. So if you understand people and put the valuables on the ground now, they will leave as they are. And holding weapons like us, they usually don’t make ideas. Wait a minute. See what medicine is sold in the gourd."

After listening to Alice's explanation, Cheese suddenly found things interesting. Prior to this, he had never thought that Tribulation Dao could still rob the rules, and even this rule is no longer a rule, everyone knows it, this is an invisible sight in other places.

This is also a manifestation of the rushing economy, where bandits can be regarded as a legitimate profession. Although their behavior is not subject to legal restrictions, they have already restricted themselves because they want to maintain the long-term existence of this industry. , I am afraid that the bandits here will gradually become a completely different type from outside the city. At that time, they may not be called robbers.

The answer was quickly revealed. As a hapless guy who seemed to have broken at least half of his bones was carried over by four people, the leader of the group also appeared. It was a person who made Cheese feel kind, saying that he was kind, mainly because of his clothes, a bearskin shawl, and nothing else. Similar clothing is more common in cold grey lions, but bear skin is not so easy to obtain, so it is mostly worn by people with wealth and status.

Unfortunately, he pointed at Alice tremblingly with his still movable hand, especially the crossbow behind her. The man in bear skin nodded and waved to let him go down. Then, the man pushed away the crowd in front of him and stood opposite the two of them. Through the torches fired by the people behind him, he can faintly see the appearance of this person. He was about 30 years old, his face was full of flesh, his temples bulged outward, and his hair was only left in the middle of his head, exposing the scalp above his ears. But behind his head, a braided braid is particularly eye-catching. The body exposed under his shawl is not very strong, but the muscle lines are very obvious, which shows that he should be very good at fighting.

He stretched out his finger, pointed at Alice, and shook his head when the latter subconsciously pressed his hand on the grip of the crossbow ~www.readwn.com~ and turned to the cheese, and said in an unskilled tone.

"You, hurt, my people. I, beat, you. But Gelug, don't fight, woman. So, you, fight with Gelug."

At this moment, Cheese and Alice were dumbfounded, and they were both thinking about where this treasure came from. Obviously, he is not a rushing native, nor is he like any kind of person they know. In terms of dressing and hairstyle and beard, this man resembles a nomad, but has obvious differences. Gray Robe tilted his head and stared at him without answering.

This negligence may be seen as a provocation, and the stout man took two steps forward, pointing his finger at the mage's face. But before he could speak, a throwing knife wiped his knuckles and dropped to the ground. If it weren't for closing his hands in time, he could cut his **** in one stroke.

And what fell with the flying knife was an unusually thin figure,

"I'll fight for him."

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