The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

Facing the provocation of the young elves, Windsania was very excited. She drew her long bow and pointed an arrow at the sky, and then a signal arrow shot out sharply, indicating that she accepted the invitation of the young elves to fight.

She said confidently: "Let's decide the outcome, brother from the same village."

As soon as Windsania finished speaking, the elf youth swooped straight towards her with a short crossbow in hand. Windsania quickly turned the bow and shot five arrows, each of which was deeply inserted into the elf's body. On the route that the elf youth passed by, the elf youth rushed and pulled the crossbow|arrow trigger to fight back. Wensania turned around and jumped to the back of the elf youth, and turned around to throw three traps. Gu Lulu opened a distance of five or six meters from the enemy with several somersaults.

I had a premonition that this would be a tough fight, so I put in more effort to observe it. Kane asked me who I thought would win. I hesitated for a while and didn't tell him the answer right away.

"This man is very strong." I looked at the elf youth on the field and said.

Kane nodded, and we both seriously immersed ourselves in the battle situation again.

When Windsania tried to lure the other party into her trap with desperate tricks, her prey did not bite the hook and landed as she wished. The elf youth never stopped running from beginning to end. His goal was firm and focused. His stature did not become an obstacle to his speed. On the contrary, because he had a pair of extremely long arms, he was able to maintain his balance while swaying left and right to avoid attacks. Driven three meters away from her own range, the elf youth was like a piece of brown sugar firmly stuck to her, no matter how hard she shook it, she couldn't get rid of it.

Seeing this, I knew that Windsania had lost.

So far, Windsania has shot a total of 38 arrows, while the elf youth only shot three arrows. The longbow has a wide attack range and slightly weakened damage and is inconvenient to operate. However, the damage value that the short crossbow can burst out in a short distance is very Objectively speaking, firing arrows is also much faster than the longbow. None of Windsania's arrows scratched the latter's edge, but the latter's arrows had already caused her damage twice.This is a game of "he chases her and escapes". Unlike Wensania's battle against other people, this time her dominance has fallen into the hands of the elf youth, and her pace has been led away by the elf youth For too long, the hunter's battles have always been wars of attrition. Windsania has not shot an arrow since she has fought so many games, which means that she will soon run out of ammunition and food.

Of course, Wensania knew this better than me who was watching the battle. I saw beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, and there was a small trembling arc in her bow-drawing right hand, so I couldn't help but feel a little worried about her.

"Winnie, don't give up! Brother believes you can do it!"

"Yes, Miss Windsania, come on!"

I don’t know when Fred and Randy came to us, vying to cheer up Windsania. Every time Fred yelled, the wave of people he brought had to repeat it. It was like a cult scene. of.

However, their cheering failed to turn things around. The speed of the elf youth became even faster, and finally caught Wenzania when she was forced to shoot the No.40 second arrow. The young man of the ethnic group slipped into his hand, and half of her body was stuck on the ground in embarrassment, and the short lace skirt was stained with grayish-yellow dust.

The crowd was in an uproar, Randy looked disappointed, and Fred beat his chest.

The elf youth let her go, and he also returned the longbow and quiver that he had surrendered. I looked up and saw that there was nothing in the quiver. Windsania’s No.40 second arrow was Her last stand.

"Your level is not good and you need to practice more, come to the mercenary union to report tomorrow." The elf youth said seriously.

His words made me wonder about his identity. According to his statement, he is actually a member of the Mercenary Union?But looking at Fred's reaction, he doesn't seem to be familiar with him, and the level he showed when he fought with Windsania just now seems to be higher than Fred's. Could it be that he is a super rare S-class mercenary of the older generation?

The hedonistic Windsania made a bitter face when she heard "exercise": "I don't accept it! Wait until I mend the arrows and we'll have another set."

"One more set! Another set!" Fred echoed.

Starting from him, more people shouted.

The elf youth neither agreed nor objected, stood up calmly and walked to the edge of the field, his words and deeds were unpredictable.

He stood like a wax figure, with his back straight and his eyes fixed. Winsania looked like she didn't dare to act rashly and didn't want to waste it. She squatted on the spot and shot her arrows quickly, staring at the elf vigilantly while making arrows. ethnic youth.

Windsania licked and licked the arrows there, Diandian reloaded the full quiver, smiled strangely, patted her skirt with confidence and stood up straight, and took out the first lead arrow with her fingers. To the bowstring, with a squeak, the bowstring was pulled to the maximum limit, the arrow was aimed at the elf youth... and then it was gone.

She unilaterally formed a picture of a pair of elves with young elves, but the old god of the other party was holding her face on the ground as if she had entered no one's land. I really feel sorry for Wensania.

The confrontation between the two elves burning time made some spectators very impatient, and some impatients wanted to jump over to drive them off. I hurriedly recruited waiters and maids to drag those impatient guys away, and finally controlled them scene.

At this moment, the elf youth spoke. He first searched for something in the crowd with a pair of sharp eagle eyes, and then said in an octave higher voice than when talking to Windsania: "Hello, Captain."

I heard the joyful emotion in his tone, and felt that this was another Monica with a team fetish.

The appearance of the captain called by the young elves is the same as that of Griffey in the circus: falling from the sky.Before I could see where she came from, she was already inserted between Windsania and the elf youth.

This female elf, called the captain by the young elves, does not look like the leader of a team at all. Her face is painted with indigo patterns, her hair and eyes are dazzling white gold, and her cheeks are pointed and long. Similar to Windsania, just a little more droopy, but the reason why I say she is not like the captain of the team is not because of these trivial aspects, but because she looks younger than Windsania.

The newly-appeared elf woman is not simply short, she is really flat and without ups and downs, just like a primary school student.

"Fuck!" Fred said rudely, "Why is our president here?"

President?

That's the only person Fred calls president.

I recalled what Ibis said about the coordinator, and remembered the name of this little loli president.

——Melody, beautiful melody, the pronunciation and meaning match very well.

The president of the mercenary union, the first person in the elves who can talk, one of the rare coordinators in this world, the person who combines these three identities is just a little lolita, what could be better than this More fantasy?

"Boy, are you looking down on our president with that look in your eyes?" Fred poked me on the shoulder.

I slapped his elbow and switched places with Dieter: "No, I'm just a little surprised."

Fred crooked his mouth: "Our president is very fierce, you will know later, no one in the union is not afraid of her, don't look at her like a shallot, she may actually be older than the mayor Woolen cloth."

I don't understand whether the age of the mayor he mentioned is the human standard or the devil standard, but no matter which standard, Kane and I can only call Grandma Melody.

Loli... No, the mother-in-law-level president, Melodie, stomped her feet between the two elves, a man and a woman, and said in a slightly angry tone, "Leia, didn't I already say that you should call me Melo." No After the elf youth answered, she turned to Windsania and asked, "Does losing to Leia make you feel depressed?"

Windsania nodded her head like a pest: "I'm very depressed and very upset, I must win it back."

Melodie smiled happily, and her face was instantly full of spring breeze: "Aspiring child, I decided to reward you for fighting with me."

"Let the horse come here!" Windsania's arrow moved to Melody.

Melody snapped her fingers, and Leia, who stood behind her unknowingly, respectfully held up a pair of small folding crossbow|arrows.

"You are a lake elf, right? Lake elves like to use longbows. We are tree elves. We don't use the rude things that centaurs are good at. We only use short crossbows."

In the blink of an eye, Melodie installed the arrow on the short crossbow. She closed one eye and aimed at Windsania. Nunu pushed back Leia, and Leia stepped back into the crowd. Suddenly there was a flash of sharpness, and then the arrow in her hand pierced the air with a piercing sound and flew over. Windsania probably didn't expect that Melody would attack without even saying hello, and hastily let go of the arrow in her hand. The arrow, without caring whether the arrow was shot crookedly, rushed to the side, hiding in a bit of embarrassment.

"Didn't your mother teach you to strike first?" The unrelenting Melodie took advantage of the victory and pursued her. The attack was like a overwhelming attack on Windsania. Windsania couldn't fight back. She couldn't dodge several times. Dropped a few traps.This Melody and Leia are not at the same level, she beats Windsania like a professional and an amateur, I can't help but sweat for Windsania when I see it.

Melody pressed forward every step of the way, and played the eagle and chick catching with Windsania on the spot with great interest. Every crossbow|arrow shot by her obviously went through some precise calculations, and it was beneficial for her to make a cloth. In the evil formation, Windsania was forced by her crossbow | arrows to jump around the field, and Dieter below lit a candle for Windsania.

Kane looked at me for a while and said, "Winzania is preparing to fight back."

"Well," I also saw that Melody was throwing her crossbow arrows as if she didn't want money. There were not a few surviving arrows in the quiver. It is still very likely that Wensania will reverse the case.

At that moment, Melody shot the last crossbow|arrow and threw the bow|crossbow at Wensania's feet needlessly. The long legs swept towards Melody, if this unexpected blow succeeded, the offensive and defensive positions of the two of them would be reversed!

I watched with trepidation, and couldn't help cheering for Wensania secretly. Unexpectedly, something happened suddenly, and Melody's body was bent into an unbelievable posture. Her left hand reached into her pocket and took out a handful of things. , Windsania, shrouded in smoke, began to bleed crazily.

At this time, Melody, who was out of Wensania's reach, smiled slightly, and fumbled in her pocket for a while, and what appeared in her hand was something like a remote control.Melody pulled the control lever, and the ground was suddenly covered with a black spot. The black spot grew bigger and bigger, and the owner of the shadow fell to the ground with a shocking force. All the people present were shocked when they saw his real body. .

The guy "summoned" by Melody's remote control... is a huge three-meter-high wooden armored Gundam!

"You, aren't you a hunter!" Windsania's voice sounded shocking.

Melody played with the remote control, smiling brightly: "Who said a brave man can only cultivate one profession?"