Chapter 20

After Merlin finished speaking, the group of adventurers who were chatting below suddenly fell silent, and no one responded, their eyes seemed to look at a clown.

Not long afterward, snickers broke out below.

"A dark iron actually has to accept an A-level commission?"

"Yes, A-level is dangerous to silver adventurers, not to mention black iron, it is estimated to be sent to death."

"This newcomer thinks that the money for the garrison is so good? Denby County is short of manpower, and the Dark Iron adventurer is to make up the number, or to feed the undead."

"The bad thing is the attitude. You only have to shout 666 for the salted fish. It's ridiculous, you're a salted fish, right?

"This new black iron, it seems that he doesn't know how deep the adventurer is, what kind of attitude is it? Really arrogant..."

The following adventurers talked, almost all contempt and ridicule.

Many people look down on the Dark Iron Adventurer, who is too low-level and not outstanding, and Merlin's arrogance in his bones is too uncomfortable.

Although Merlin passed the postgraduate entrance examination for the president, many colleagues believe that Merlin is just a three-legged cat.

Merlin laughed at the reaction below, and a bunch of frogs barked at the bottom of the well. Is it necessary to jump down and reason with them?

"That...Mr. Merlin, if no one wants to team up with you..."

"Yes, how can it not? You wait."

Before Rukia finished speaking, Merlin retorted, and then went and pulled Hobbs, who was sleeping on the wine table, over.

Hobbs drank high, was a little unconscious, rolled his eyes, wore a red nose, and smelled of alcohol all over, causing Rukia to frown and slap her nose.

"That's him." Merlin said confidently.

"Brother... Vodka... tons tons..." Hobbes said incoherently.

"That..." Rukia said with embarrassment with a smile, "Mr. Hobbes seems to be unconscious, I need him to agree personally."

"Oh... it's easy..." Merlin shook the drunk Hobbs, "Hobbs, would you like to go to Denbighshire with me to visit the kiln?"

"Go, go, we must go, we have to... bombard Denbighshire! Hehehe..." Hobbs suddenly nodded and smiled extremely wretchedly. He was obviously in a drunken state and was caught by Merlin.

"Miss Rukia, he agreed..." Merlin smiled.

"This..." Rukia smiled far-fetched, thinking what the hell of these two people!As soon as I talked about prostitution, I got together very happily. This combination is obviously not in compliance with the regulations, right?Besides, what can't be done with two black irons!?

"Rukia..." Old Taylor who had been behind said.

"Grandpa?" Rukia turned her head in surprise.

"Let them go." Old Taylor nodded and agreed. He had personal experience of Merlin's strength. This kind of commission would not be stressful, and it even meant to kill a chicken with a sledgehammer.

"Thanks, President~" Merlin grinned.

"This..." Rukia hesitated, frowned and stamped her seal fiercely.

Merlin "♂♂" Hobbes

A garbage team composed of two black irons.

At this moment, it is also starting to head to Denbighshire in Wales!

outside.

Arnold, as a rich young man, has his own luxurious carriage.

The overall gorgeous gilt decorations, the horses standing upright, and the grooms wearing tuxedos, all tell others

"I have money, so come here if you touch porcelain!"

Alice looked at Arnold's car, and her heart suddenly became a little bit sour.

Compared with this luxurious car, her little donkey car is not too shabby. It's great to have money, hey...

The groom came down to help Alice open the car door, put on a pleased posture, respectfully, and looked professional.

"Miss Alice, please get in the car." Arnold fully expressed the gentleman spirit of ladies first.

Alice hesitated, got into the carriage, and Arnold followed.

After getting in the car, Alice found that there was a lot of space and there was already another person sitting on it.

The heavy black sword is placed on the side of his legs, wearing a jet-black impurity-free armor, his face is hidden under the heavy helmet, and his body exudes a calm and majestic aura. Who else is Claude who is not a holy order?

In the circular inner space, Alice and Claude are sitting on both sides, and Arnold is sitting in the middle.

The carriage swayed slowly, and the road was not very bumpy.

Alice felt a little bit of pressure from the beginning, because the opposite was a holy powerhouse, she kept looking out the car window without saying a word, she looked very arrogant.

The vast majority of holy rank powerhouses have this kind of personality, making it difficult for others to approach, and there is a class gap between invisible.

Although Merlin is also very good, he does not have the aura that strangers shouldn't get close to, so it must be said that he is a freak.

Although Alice hates Merlin, she has to admit that Merlin is still very approachable.

"Mr. Crowder, you... hello..."

Alice, who had been silent for a long time, greeted her first. After all, she was a teammate, so a little communication is good.

"Yeah." Claude nodded, looking very cold.

What attitude is this?

Because you are a holy order, do you look down on me?

The freak Merlin should be better than this guy, right?

Although Merlin is a bastard, his attitude towards others is quite likable, better than the guy in front of him, huh~!

Alice felt a little unhappy, she broke down in her heart, thinking that the other party was holding talents and things, and that bastard (husband) was better.

Now thinking of Merlin, Alice is a little worried, she is no longer next to her, will she make trouble everywhere, right?

Maybe when he came back, the entire Wrexham had been demolished by Merlin.

Alice furrowed her eyebrows and became very anxious. She regretted teaming up with Arnold. She looked at the time bomb of Merlin and felt more at ease.

Although it doesn't matter how Merlin is with Alice, she has a heavy sense of responsibility. When she brings this bastard to Wrexham, if something happens, she always feels like her own gangster.

Arnold felt the atmosphere was weird, so he planned to ease it up, "Mr. Arnold, this is Miss Alice, the golden adventurer. After that, we will be a teammate. We will work together and cooperate with each other to become the brightest in this crusade Team!"

"Forgetting cooperation and cooperation, leave the powerful enemies to me. You only need to chop and slash the mobs and paddle the water." Claude said dullly, "If possible, I will enter the bottom of the underground palace. Don't continue to follow along."

"Haha, Mr. Crowder is worried about our safety? We will be very careful, and we can give you some help." Arnold scratched his head and smiled, thinking that there is no danger if there is a holy rank to help out.

"I think you have misunderstood what I mean?" Claude turned to look at Arnold, his deep eyes hidden under the helmet.

"I mean you two are rubbish."

"Don't trouble me, drag me down behind."

"Who gave you the illusion, can it help me?"