i used to be a devil

In a small town like Bolterton Town which is firstly remote, secondly not very prosperous, and thirdly close to the Forest of Demon's Breath, most of the people living here are masters who are deeply hidden.

You must know that when the beast tide comes every year, the king's support here is limited. If you want to survive, you must rely on yourself most of the time.

From this point of view, the street guards in Boltton Town did not simply pick out some bandits, bandits and rangers.

At least, the captain of the guard here, Wen En, felt that he was invincible.

That's right, even though it is said that the mercenary guild can take over the special personnel of the red contract post, the holder of the Aussie blade, etc... such a seemingly powerful name is actually on the way forward for the protagonist Can't survive the existence of two chapters.

The world is too big, and the result is that when you think you are good enough to surpass everything, reality will slap you hard.

That's what Wen En felt when he faced the captain of the guard in front of him.

Although Wen En had heard many legends about "every small town has a formidable guard captain", it was the first time that he faced it.

"I thought all adventurers knew: Don't make trouble in the area surrounded by the city wall. This is basic common sense."

At this time, the captain of the guard in front of Wen En looked at Wen En with an expressionless face.With his right hand resting on the saber, he stroked the scabbard, "Everyone is busy, aren't they? Busy with life, busy with making money, busy with preparing for the beast tide so as not to die..." He held the sword in his hand. The dagger found on Wen En's body, which had been turned back into an ordinary weapon, was slightly bald with sharp corners as the captain of the guard smashed the tip of the blade down on the table.

"Don't say that." Wen En disagreed. He sat upright on the stool. Compared with the panic when he found himself framed by Yi Rang before, he has now recovered his composure, "I am doing the task seriously. , you know that too."

"Your target should not be the kind of mercenary that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, right?"

"..." Wen En suddenly paused after being asked this question, "In a sense, my target this time is really this kind of person."

"Is the person who received the red contract post so worthless now?"

"This kind of thing is not under our control. The boss is rich and willful, and there is nothing we can do."

"It's true..." The captain of the guard thought for a while, nodded his head in agreement, and was about to continue talking to pass the time, when the door of the interrogation room happened to be pushed open, and the guard who came in walked over in twos and threes, "Boss, and the servant The military union has checked it, and it is true that the contract post that this guy accepted is aimed at a three-star mage registered in the mercenary union."

It may be unbelievable to say it, but for professional assassins like Wen En, most of them are the type who can't afford to be early, and there is no reason to kill a roadside mercenary who is of no benefit to him.

The logic is simple and unreasonable.

When things got to this point, everyone present had a tacit understanding, knowing that the so-called corpse issue would be solved in this way.

After all, the mercenary who died was not a local townsman, but an outsider.

According to their thinking, this kind of mercenary who relies on brute force will die when he dies.

The point is to eliminate the dangerous factors in the town, not to bring the murderer to justice.

After the street patrol guard brought the news, Wen En instinctively stood up and prepared to pay the fine.According to the well-known procedure, all the alchemy bags in his arms had been fished out, and someone followed behind and slowly moved in.

Looking intently, it turned out to be a wounded man, and part of his clothes represented his status as a knight.Looking at this point, Wen En couldn't help but observe the other party's expression.

It was Arrow who was still recovering from his injuries.

The injury from the previous battle with Yirang has not fully healed, and his walking posture is still stiff. After entering the interrogation room, he asked Wen En with a blank expression and a blunt tone, "Master of Three Stars? What's your name?"

"Is there no need to say this?"

For some reason, Wen En suddenly understood why Yi Rang mentioned the Knight Times in such a subtle tone, and looked at the displeased captain of the guard who did not speak at all, and Wen En looked at the person who came in in front of him. The wounded, replied: "After all, this thing is not unique to some extent, and this time it is so "simple"."

This statement is insincere, but it is consistent with the appearance of the situation.

Just after Elro came in, the captain of the guard who didn't speak and stepped back and sat aside was a little bit displeased, "Dude, don't be so sensitive now just hearing the word three-star mage, Boltton's There are so many three-star mages, you can’t just think of that academy teacher every time you hear someone mention one…”

What the captain of the guard said before was taken for granted, but when he said it later, he would automatically bite it off and swallow it in his stomach-although you were really beaten badly by others.

Elro's face was not very good-looking, or the former member of the Knights hadn't looked very good-looking since he came in.

"Iran Field, a three-star mage, the sword at that time directly broke my fighting spirit, do you think it is possible?" Knight Elro spoke calmly without any irritation, even with a bit of calm rigidity .

He picked up the dagger that was placed on the table as physical evidence, "I just went to see that mercenary's body, and the wound was caused by this dagger, but now the open wound has completely turned into charred black."

"Does it matter?"

The captain of the guard didn't understand what Ello cared about, "Mages, it's just a trick. What elements they attached to the daggers, you can't be sure."

"Did you think about it when you said that, that guy is just a three-star mage."

"Maybe it's hidden deep down. It's always like this in the stories of troubadours."

The indifferent tone of the head of the guard finally made the stiff-faced Elro lose his temper, "Ryan Chahas!"

"Okay, okay, don't lose your temper. My God—" Ryan Chahas, the captain of the guard who was named, waved his hands helplessly, "You can just say your guesses, and I will never refute you."

After speaking, he made a movement of closing his mouth to Elro.

"It is unlikely that magic elements are attached to the weapon. I have observed this three-star mage, and his magic power is not enough to support such elements. Then the only thing that will cause this kind of wound is a weapon forged with Luna silver sand."

Deduced to this point, Ryan objected, "Although I just said that I would not refute it, I don't think he can use this kind of thing as a college teacher who was almost expelled."

"Perhaps, he is not Iran Field." Arrow said so.

"..." Now, things seem to be not as easy as they said at the beginning, Ryan looked at Wen En who remained silent, and then at Ello who was still serious, "You mean——"

"Other creatures in coats. The people of the moon god of the underworld, what are they called?"

"The man in the feather coat."

……

Because of calculating a hood, he was suspected by a group of guards whom he had never seen before, which had never been considered by Yi Rang.

So when he found the figure of the hooded Winn he had seen among the group of adventurers who came here, what he thought was that this little guy had some ability to get rid of the arrogance and unreasonableness. Street Guards.

Yirang drew his attention to Wen En, who was still wearing a hood, and Rosemil was concerned about whether there was really a magic bone crystal orchid.

According to the previous statement, there should be only one place for the Burial of Warcraft, instead of being scattered around...

Following the last group of people, they walked around in the forest of magic breath, where no one dared to say that they were familiar with the route and environment. The blind feeling of Rosemere, who hadn't really seen its aftereffects—

"It is indeed an expensive prop that throws out several large boxes of gold coins casually in the genuine version. Even the weakened version is very practical."

Yi Rangben, who was on the side, pinched his chin to think about the material selection this time, and the elements condensed around him gave off slight vibrations, one by one, like drops of boiling water, excited, but trying to control himself, just cautiously whispered in Yirang's ear.

He picked an agave at random, and gently pinched the root. When the ordinary agave was tempered and transformed in his hands, Iran, who heard Rosemere sigh, turned his head slightly. , "Want it?"

"what?"

"This is a single visual item."

"...?"

The name was changed, and the name was spoken too quickly, which caused Rosemil to feel that the words spoken by the great god were separated, and he probably understood them. If they were connected together, he would not be able to piece together a specific and vivid meaning.

Seeing his appearance, Yirang sighed, and stuffed the unfinished tequila into the alchemy pocket, but his action caused Rosemir, who was still in a daze just now, to widen his eyes and pointed in disbelief. Pointing to Yi Rang's alchemy pocket, then to himself, and finally looked at Yi Rang with a pleading expression, "Starlight Tequila?"

Rosemil's expression changed quickly. He first looked at Yirang expectantly, and then moved his eyes slightly behind Yirang, his face turned pale.

Seeing his chameleon-like appearance with rapid emotional changes, Yi Rang sighed.

—Maybe it's old age.

Thinking about it this way, Lord Demon King felt that he couldn't keep up with Rosemir's jumpy thinking, and his topic remained at the previous point, "The interlayer of phantom, I usually call it a single visual item. After using it, I can see others, No one else can see what I mean."

After finishing the words, Yi Rang took out another small box from his alchemy pocket.

Rosemir stared blankly at Yi Rang's calm and calm movement of taking out the things.He is completely different from the other party at this time.

Looking at the scene over there, fear arises spontaneously.

What is the alchemy genius of the Doyat family, what is the top student of the Imperial College in the capital, what is the person of heaven...

He felt now that his former self-confidence had crumbled at a certain rapidity not long after he met Iran Field.

Does meeting this guy start a nightmare?

He looked at the mercenaries who were knocked out and landed on the ground behind Yi Rang, and the huge monster walking out of the dense forest, and fear spread uncontrollably throughout his body.

Galati Tiger.

When the beast tide appears, it will always cause huge damage to the resistance army.

Adult body, the standing height is about two meters, can sense the elements of the earth element and use magic, has high intelligence and is very cunning and vicious...

Now this one-

Rosemere looked at this Galati Tiger with strange black and white patterns all over its body, walking slowly, like a hill.Subconsciously holding Yi Rang's hand that passed the box, her first thought was to run away.

The intermittent and cursing shouts of the mercenaries who fought against the Galati Tiger in the distance floated down the wind, "Damn it, when are there Galati Tigers in the Forest of Devil's Breath?"

"Isn't it the dormant period now, why didn't this terrible thing go to sleep?!"

"Didn't that dog say that all the monsters around are ordinary monsters in the forest?"

"Try to hold him back, and find opportunities to collect crystal orchids with agility—"

"What kind of idea did the idiot come up with, this demonic beast is at least above the sixth-order strength!"

"Ahhhhhhh-"

The noisy voice interrupted Yi Rang's plan to take things slowly. He squeezed the box in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing that Rosemir was relieved, he asked him, "Where is this place?" Will that monster find us?"

"It's just a small prop, anyone with a little observation ability can find it." —— Yi Rang, who said this, made a judgment based on his own standards.

He took it for granted that people who looked normal in this world and had hands and feet that could carry out daily activities should at least be at a similar level to him.

So when Wen En passed by, his first thought was that the other party could find it, but he didn't know that he was actually overestimating the strength of the hood.

As the creator of this alchemy item, Yi Rang's words are the most accurate evaluation of this item—although there is a big problem with the reference.

After hearing his words, Rosemil frowned, trying to think of countermeasures as if he had been cornered.

The Galati Tiger has a very strong sense of territory. Usually, when encountering a beast entrenched somewhere, the first choice to deal with is to leave its territory and not be targeted.

Now in this situation, it is obvious that invading its territory and being targeted by the smell is not going away.

The group of mercenaries Rosemir was not optimistic at all, and none of them even reached the fourth level or above. They were just some characters who went to the edge of the monster forest to do some ordinary tasks by luck.

He bet it wouldn't last long.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yi Rang, put away his tentative and pretentious mentality, and said seriously, "I think it's time for us to run for our lives."

"Ok?"

"That's not an ordinary monster, you know it right?"

"..."

Yirang didn't speak, but Rosemere automatically understood that he was stunned, and made a decision naturally, "The Galati tiger is good at earth magic and has a strong sense of territory, but it is rarely willing to chase its prey." He said As he said that, his serious expression seemed to be a different person. The appearance of the somewhat stupid noble young master had completely disappeared, and he had completely changed, "The two of us and the group of miscellaneous fish mercenaries can't kill it, so Get out of the territory first, and then make plans—do you still have the haste spell? Maybe you haven’t seen it and don’t know it, but we must escape as fast as possible.”

Yi Rang couldn't understand what he was nervous about.

But he still took out the Haste Talisman very cooperatively, and said calmly and without any ups and downs: "There is only one pair."

That's not enough for two people to leave.

Rosemil pursed his lips tightly. He caught a glimpse of the blue-black lines on Yirang's wrist at this moment, and felt more and more that he was about to fall into the dead end of choice.

This three-star mage is now in a period of magic exhaustion.

His alchemy may be really talented, but the total amount of magic power is really limited, and he doesn't need auxiliary equipment to refine it directly, but compared with alchemists of the same level, the price he pays is too high.

Such a person, such a talent, is destined to appear very tasteless.

The eyes moved again: the donkey was already shivering on the ground, its legs were weak, and it was no longer as fast as it was before.

"..."

Rosemere didn't know what he was thinking.

But he still managed to harden the opponent's low-level haste spell to a near-high quality, and then gave Yi Rang his spare high-level rare spell from his alchemy pocket.

"This is your reward for saving me from the night demon wolf." He joked, trying to liven up the atmosphere, "Let's see if I can be lucky enough to survive."

……