Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

On the northern edge of the Del Continent, the nearest urban area to the Extreme Arctic Ice Field, Madsen.

The morning sun was dim, and the air was dry and cold.

The mercenary hall was overcrowded.

Because of the special geographical location, after a while, the entire area north of the Funuo River will be covered with ice and snow.Most of the mercenary groups are ready to make the last deal before this.

The windows for issuing tasks at all levels were completely surrounded.In the hall, a red-haired young man was struggling to move in.His figure was not short, but he was too ordinary among a group of tall and strong mercenaries.

Fortunately, the number of c-level windows is relatively small.The huge bulletin board in front clearly marked the tasks and numbers to be accepted within the scope of all levels.

Most of the tasks at this level are related to escorts, which take a long time and are not well paid.The pay is not directly proportional to the return, so the mercenary group with a little strength is not interested.

However, Fair's team had just obtained the qualification for review and had to complete a C-level task in order to be promoted smoothly.

He searched carefully among the circled briefings, trying to ensure the smooth promotion of his team, and at the same time, allow each team member to get a suitable commission, so that he would not be forced to go out to work hard in the severe winter.

The constant temperature magic spar exudes a warm halo.On the upper right of the notice board, a line of hastily written notices attracted Feier's attention.

"Escort Earl Kerry's daughter to Troy Lake. Mission reward: 15 gold coins."

The pay is not too much, but although Troy Lake is still north of Madsen, there are no powerful monsters infesting it. Fair is quite familiar with this section of the road, and he is [-]% sure that he will catch up before the severe winter. Complete the review.

"Hi, may I ask if the employer of Task 98 has prepared detailed contract information?"

Feier squeezed to the window, his fiery red pupils revealed a scorching heat, which was extremely seductive on this piece of permafrost shrouded in low temperature.

The female employee in charge of handing over at the window took the team badge from him.Check the registration number and information carefully.After a while, he said apologetically, "Your team cannot accept this mission."

Looking at Feier's confused eyes, she patiently explained: "The employer clearly requires that the mercenary team that accepts the mission must be accompanied by a healer."

"Healer?" Feier's eyes suddenly lit up.

The employee saw through his thoughts: "It cannot be an ordinary doctor, but must be a priest who has a healing talent and has been registered and certified by the association."

"All right…"

Fer's expression dimmed, and his dazzling red hair looked a little sluggish.

The employee lady couldn't help but comforted: "You can go and look at other tasks."

She didn't suggest that Fell try to recruit a priest.

Even ordinary people know how difficult it is to find a priest without a team in Moderson.

There was a faint smell of decay in the cold, damp air.

The man lying on the ground opened his eyes, moved slightly, and his entire back felt a tearing pain.

A fourth-level priest, Kaxiu.The talent registered in the association is only the most common gradual improvement, even so, this status is enough to occupy a place in a medium-sized mercenary group.

Until, his true talent was revealed.

Mu Qinyan struggled to prop up his body from the cold and hard rock, feeling dull pain everywhere.

Ka Xiu's true talent, to undertake.Transfer the injuries of other creatures to oneself, and suffer on behalf of others.He has the ability to heal faster than normal and is more of a disaster.The exposed original body was quickly controlled and became a mobile blood bank, receiving various wounds day after day, until the last trace of value was drained, and then discarded.So far, it is full of holes.

Panting, Mu Qinyan leaned against the stone wall and moved out of the cave.His chest was constricted and heavy, and every time he took a step, his limbs seemed to collapse.

The whole body is dilapidated.Embarrassed to the extreme.

Kaxiu is not a boss, at least not yet.

The terrain of the cave is relatively flat, and the place where he was thrown is not too deep.The air outside the cave flowed in with a smell of earth.The sunlight penetrating into the cave made Mu Qinyan's whole body recover a bit of warmth.

It is located on the edge of the forest, and there are still many traces of human activities around it.Kaxiu was dying in a coma, and the people who handled him threw his body hastily, but they didn't kill them all.

Mu Qinyan struggled to find a place sheltered from the wind and dry to concentrate. This body has no internal strength.However, there was an inexplicable remnant, frantically mobilizing the remaining vitality in the body to penetrate the meridians, so as to speed up the healing of the injury.

The sun was shining.

In an imperceptible tree shadow, beside the man who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, all the small plants were slightly curled and yellowed.

There are five major regions in the Keras Continent.Inhabited by countless races and heterogeneous species.That

There are some people on the mainland who are born with various talents.These talents are not the same, and the direction of development can be roughly divided into two categories.

Martial arts: sword, axe, shield.

Magic: attack, heal.

Correspondingly, there are swordsmen, ax fighters, shield cavalry, emperors and the rarest one, priests.

所有实力划分等级一致。1-3初级。4-6中级。7-9高级。以及，凌驾于9级之上的圣者。

There are hundreds of martial saints who have broken through level 9 in the entire continent.

Fa Sheng, there are only five people.When the magic power limit breaks through level 9, only those who have successfully condensed the magic tower's imperial law can be called a magic saint.The five existing magic towers have different shapes, but all of them are a proof of supreme strength.

Even though Dharma saints are rare, there are still a handful of them.However, since the records of Keras, there has never been a priest who has successfully broken through to sanctification.

Five days later, Murderson.It was dark.

A man in a gray robe entered the city alone through the south gate, his eyes were covered by his coat, his side face was buried in the depths, and his steps were slow.

The city gate guards and other passers-by looked at him from time to time.

It's not that his behavior is so strange, it's just that there is a badge that symbolizes his identity on the front of this slightly thin man.

Level 4, priest.

In a marginal area like Murderson, this identity is fatally attractive.Besides, this is still a priest without a master, and there is no affiliation mark on his badge.

Various visits lurking in the crowd.The major corps are already ready to move, and it is unknown who will end up with this piece of "fat" of unknown origin.

The buildings in the Northern Territory were painted gray, the bustling stone road was half empty, and the velvet snow fell quietly, and it melted quickly when it touched the clothes and hats.Winter in the Far Lands has begun.

Mu Qinyan went all the way north from the central city of Kadra, followed the passing merchants, and rushed to the place of origin while recovering from his injuries.With his current status, if he doesn't meet the protagonist.It is bound to be impossible to retrieve the "original owner" artifact and complete the transformation.

There was a commotion in the crowd ahead.

A red-haired man holding a giant sword jumped out of it, and ran into Mu Qinyan within a few steps.

"This...Your Excellency..." He seemed not quite used to this way of speaking, and he stumbled a little.Like a giant dog that saw a bone, its eyes glowed brightly.

Fourth-level priests.A living fourth-level priest.right in front of him.

If he can join his team, all problems will be solved.

Fair wandered aimlessly in the streets these days, bumping into walls with faint hopes. He always felt that there was no other task that was more suitable than the one he saw at first glance.But if no priests are found to join today, it is for the sake of the lives of himself and his teammates.He also had to compromise.

The Mu Qinyan in front of him was almost his last hope.It was almost pierced by his scorching gaze.

"It's that idiotic boy Fell again." The burly man with two axes on his back stood with his arms folded, leaning against the armor shop.

"A team that has just reached the C-level threshold dares to invite a 4th-level priest."

Fair didn't care about everything around him, no matter how bright his eyes were, he could only see the clean chin of the gray-robed priest in front of him.

"Squad Yanguang, please be cured, please take care of me." He didn't know where the courage came from, and he opened his mouth to invite in a daze.

Great sword, red hair, passion.

The corners of Mu Qinyan's lips curled up slightly, even if he couldn't see his brows clearly, it gave people an illusion of gentleness.Give Fermo great encouragement.

"Although the team is small in number, every teammate is trustworthy and easy to get along with. I will definitely provide you with the most considerate protection." Felton paused, suddenly realized something, lowered his voice, and said frankly, "But I just obtained the C-level examination qualification." The initial impulse subsided, and even he himself knew that it was hopeless to recruit a mid-level priest under such conditions.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him did not directly refuse, but asked a question.

"Do you have any missions before the severe winter?"

"I'm preparing to accept a C-level mission to Tro Lake. I need a sacrificial priest, and the reward is only 15 gold coins..." The young swordsman confessed honestly.

Perhaps the sky was too gray.

So much so that Phil always remembered.

In this first snow in Murderson.The gray-robed priest pursed his thin lips, as if smiling.Overwhelmed by all the flames.

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

Thank you all for supporting me all the way until now, if not for you I might have given up.