Chapter 6 The Mysterious Visitor to the Begging Tower

The year 193 of the Red Moon Calendar ~ the year 205 of the Red Moon Calendar is a special period when mages are abundant, especially those who are good at ice magic. According to the core secret records of the Magic Guild, the most important reason why the Ice Beggar Tower produced 30 mages in less than 10 years - this number is about 100 times that of normal times, and the most important reason is the intervention of a military man who does not know magic at all.

This man is famous...

"A Hundred Years of Magical Celebrities. Lelek. Haber

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In this world, wherever there is a continental highway, you will definitely find a treehouse bar, even if it is a frozen continent.

There is only one fork in the Longya Mountain Continental Highway, which connects the capital of the Hami Kingdom to the north, the Hami Kingdom to the east, and the Amy Empire and the Holy See to the west. On the north side of this fork in the road, there is a dense tree, which seems to be one of the silver-leaved needles, about 5 meters in diameter, and it takes at least 10 people to encircle it completely. At a height of 10 meters above the ground is the famous treehouse bar.

At the bottom of the bar, there is a square bluestone, and customers who wish to enter the bar only need to stand on the bluestone and a teleportation magic will be automatically added, and the end point of the teleportation is the door of the treehouse bar.

With three major offices, the Magic Guild, the Mercenary Guild, and the Thieves' Guild will never be short of customers. Like all treehouse bars on other continents, a few pretty elves flutter their transparent blue wings and serve drinks and food to their guests.

"The guest is here, the guest is here~~~~" A well-behaved monkey orc at the door said as he jumped high and took the hat full of ice and snow from a middle-aged man who had just entered the door.

At first glance, the impression was that the man was supposed to be an imperial nobleman, as can be seen from his very polite greeting to the monkey orc attendant. Only nobles will not lose their manners at any time, and only true nobles will be willing to sincerely greet a lowly race such as the orc attendants.

The nobleman leaned slightly and pulled out a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old from behind him.

As the nobleman and the boy approached the bar, more and more people in the bar stopped chatting and turned their eyes to the boy's back, which was carrying a two-handed sword about his height, which would weigh about the same as a two-handed axe and a knight's spear if it were iron. And, even more curious, the sword is not bladed.

This boy's temperament is also very good, just like that nobleman, or more like a young scholar, dressed in a white snow bear skin coat from top to bottom, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth. Deftly walk between tables and chairs.

Most of the regulars in the bar were mercenaries, perhaps curious about the two-handed sword, a big man who was obviously a mountain berserker stretched out his leg at the moment when the boy passed by and wanted to trip the boy, the timing was very good, this kind of tried-and-true trick was too common in the bar, and most people had already imagined that the boy was pressed by the big sword after tripping.

The boy apparently didn't notice the change in his feet, and as he walked, he observed the corners of the bar.

But when his leg was about to trip, his foot naturally stomped on it, and then stepped over the trap. The crowd around him who was about to burst into laughter, looking at the boy's agile body, couldn't react for a while, and the mischievous initiator was stunned when he raised the large glass of wine in his hand.

"Hey, sir, come and sit here." A woman in a bright red cardigan top, the delicate Oki Chi Hanfeng greeted her.

Seeing that there were still a few empty seats in front of her, Chi Hanfeng pulled Amy and walked over to the woman.

"Nasty, little ghost. Look there. The woman proudly gave Amy a smug look at her snow-white breasts.

Poor little Amy was already stunned by the white flowers in her eyes, but Chi Hanfeng took the initiative to relieve him: "Miss, don't get me wrong, my nephew is only 14." This is the first time he has come out, where in our village is there such a naturally beautiful beauty as Miss, and even less as Miss's fashionable. This is probably the first time he has seen the beautiful lady's breasts, but he doesn't know how it feels? "

"It's a rookie." The woman gently pinched Amy's face with her hand: "Although it should be long, it is definitely not as smelly as you, sir." Sir, do you want to do a divination, it's very cheap, only 5 gold coins. "

"When has the world changed, I haven't been out there for 5 years, and inflation has occurred? How do I remember that the standard magic divination is 2 silver coins. Chi Hanfeng sat on the table in front of the woman, made a gesture to the waiter that only an expert could understand, and said unscrupulously while staring at the woman's chest.

"Oh, sir, how can you say that? You see, in this ice and snow, it's easy to make money, or I'll give you a free divination: if you don't let me do the divination, a catastrophe will happen soon. "

"Oh, is it? Your soothsayer? Chi Hanfeng took the wine glass that the waiter had just handed over, touched his nose and asked leisurely.

"Hey, boy, you dare to flirt with my woman." The mountain berserker just now was obviously in the same group as the war witch, and he pointed his finger at Amy's forehead menacingly: "Accompany the uncle's loss fee, you have looked at my woman's chest a few times, look at it once, give 10 gold coins, otherwise you don't want to walk out of the door today." The voice boiled over in the bar quickly cooled.

"Garbage is garbage" Chi Hanfeng stared at the berserker and reached out to touch the woman's chest, "Not only have I watched it more than 100 times, but I have also touched it, how about it?" "

"Amy, in this world, the strong survive, throw them outside, otherwise there will be no food to eat at night." The bad middle-aged man didn't care how much trouble he had caused, and after throwing away the burden, he sat down in a suitable position, stretched out his legs and put his two big feet full of snow on the table, and began to entertain and watch before the meal.

The Berserker seemed to be very satisfied, and without picking on the middle-aged man, he picked up the long battle axe, a weapon unique to the Alpine Berserker, from the table. A few accomplices in the back quickly helped him clear the back field.

Amy untied her two-handed sword from her back and took a step back.

The Treehouse Bar is really big, and even if someone has a duel here, it only takes up a tenth of the Treehouse Bar.

"Boy, die—" The berserker roared, his entire body enlarged by two sizes. Swiftly rushed up, the two-handed tomahawk slashing down from above. Amy's two-handed sword met it with all its might.

The axe flicked up, and the Berserker didn't pause, and the tomahawk made a small half-arc and slashed at Amy's shoulder. The sword adjusted slightly, and it met it. The axe slid down the longsword to the ground, bounced up in an instant, and targeted the lower abdomen. Amy's longsword could no longer be recovered, and with the help of the hilt, she blocked the tomahawk with all her might.

"Yes, boy, you can catch my triple strike." Berserker looked at Amy with disdain, "But, to hell with you. Afterimage attack. A great rage radiated through the pores of the mine, and as he moved in a small area, each movement left a translucent shadow in place, one, two, three, four...

"Be careful, he's a high-rank berserker, and the afterimage also has attack power." In such an environment, encountering a very rare high-level berserker, Chi Hanfeng had no appetite for food. In flat combat, the average berserker can deal with more than 5 two-handed sword warriors, while a high-ranking berserker with a quadruple afterimage can have about 20 or more two-handed sword warriors per person, and the berserker is simply a nightmare for small-scale combat. Chi Hanfeng regretted it a little. "Once the afterimage is attacked, it will be broken."

Amy's palms were covered with sweat when she saw this kind of afterimage attack for the first time. At this time, Amy only had two words in her mind, "spelled".

Amy's long sword swung twice in the air with great speed, and the black blunt sword even appeared in front of Amy.

"Remnant of the sword?" The bar, which was already as cold as the weather outside, suddenly boiled again. The Berserker Remnant Attack, which only appears in legends, appears at the same time as the Sword Remnant of the Two-Handed Sword Warrior, and the Warrior who wields the two-handed sword appears to be only 14 years old. Something like this is enough to enter the bard's chapter.

Amy was surprised by the berserker, strode over, passed through the remnant of his sword, and came to the berserker who was originally three meters away, and the two-handed sword slashed a sword on the left, middle, and right in an instant, leaving a black sword remnant, the berserker already knew that Amy's strength was enough to compare with him, and he used the tomahawk to mount the lightning-like sword shadow with all his strength, and the four afterimages around him also surrounded at the same time, and the translucent afterimage of the tomahawk slashed at Amy from four angles.

The exclamation of the "afterimage" alarmed the people in the Wizards' Guild, the Thieves' Guild, and the Mercenary Guild located in the three corners of the bar, and more and more people poured out of the guild to watch this rare battle.

Out of the Wizards' Guild came an old mage with pale beard, his long blue magic robe full of holes, and a mage-level sign pinned to his chest showed that he was a great mage with infinite magical power.

When he saw the two people fighting on the battlefield clearly, his eyebrows were twisted together, and he muttered, "Could it be ...him?"