Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead.

Chapter 211 The authority deprived by the gods, applaud for love

Time passed, an hour later.

After waiting patiently for more than an hour, the apostle still did not show up as the appraiser had hoped.

Qi Lin looked at the appraiser who was extremely disappointed, and said with a wry smile: "Master, let's change the appraisal fee."

"You tell me the number, and I will try my best to make it up for you."

Qi Lin gave the appraiser who was worried about his daughter enough face.

Even though the other party insisted that the apostle had been watching Qi Lin and had to wait for the apostle to appear, Qi Lin, who was short of time, still did not resort to violence to force the other party even if he did not think the apostle would appear.

The appraiser who had been kneeling on the ground for more than an hour stood up tremblingly, looked up at the direction of the second-floor attic, and rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, the obvious rosacea was reddened by vigorous rubbing.

The dragon is powerful enough to destroy the world, so the apostle is the appraiser's only hope.

But now, the apostle still hasn't appeared.

"Maybe this is fate." The appraiser took a deep breath, pretending to be nothing, looked at Qi Lin and tried to force a smile: "The guest's scroll is too rare, and there are a lot of materials. It will take at least two days for me to complete the appraisal."

Qi Lin frowned, and according to the information given by the ghost, Baslow could be solved as soon as tonight.

In other words, Qi Lin will continue to go south tonight.

But now.
"Can't it go any faster?"

The whisper of the devil rose in Qi Lin's heart. Since entering the village, this was the first time the whisper of the devil appeared again.

The appraiser shook his head, looked at Qi Lin and said very sincerely: "The legendary scroll is too precious, two days is already the result of my rushing work day and night."

After a moment of silence, Qi Lin said: "Then please trouble the master, please explain the appraisal fee, the master can't let the master's hard work be in vain."

Qi Lin never likes to owe anyone, even if he has the ability to force it by force without spending a penny.

Qi Lin originally thought that the appraiser would open his mouth and ask for a high salary from him in exchange for other ways to protect his daughter.

However, what the appraiser said next came as a surprise to Qi Lin.

"The guest's martial slave seems to be good at sword skills?" The appraiser asked cautiously: "I see that the magic lines on the sword flow, it seems to have the ability of ice and fire elements?"

Qi Lin nodded, not surprised that the appraiser could see the clue.

"So I think." The appraiser tentatively asked again: "Can you let your martial slave teach Yutou some fighting skills?"

"I know it's presumptuous to teach combat skills, but"

"The language of God has never failed, and Ah Hua will eventually be snatched by the evil dragon."

The appraiser said bitterly: "No matter how much money, no matter how good the baby is, if you don't have enough ability to protect it, it will eventually become a disaster."

Qi Lin frowned slightly, the appraisal fee requested by the appraiser was beyond his expectation.

Instead of asking for currency, materials and equipment as imagined, instead asking the black samurai to teach combat skills?
"Yutou, is that the kid named Haige?" Qi Lin asked after thinking about it.

"It's him. He has always liked Ah Hua very much, so I think he is a good candidate." The appraiser affirmed, waiting for Qi Lin's reply with some anxiety.

After thinking about it, Qi Lin took out two A-level skill scrolls and a blue-quality enchanted halberd.

These three are one of the big gains in the demon tide, and any one of them is a rare opportunity for any chosen person.

But to Qi Lin, these three things seemed very tasteless.

Undead with accompanying weapons do not need halberd weapons, only enchanted armor.

As for the two A-level skill scrolls, one is Eagle Eye, which allows the caster to see distant targets.

There is also a hidden spell.

Qi Lin is still thinking about which undead will use these two things, or he can save up and sell them to the merchant. After all, he needs a lot of money to buy the big treasure of the big octopus and the merchant's key.

But now, there seems to be a better way to use it.

Qi Lin first introduced these three things to the appraiser, and then said bluntly: "I have something to deal with, I can't stay here for long, and I can't be sure about mine."

"I can't tell if my partner is a qualified teacher."

"So this appraisal fee may be a bit of a disadvantage to the master."

The word Wu Nu, Qi Lin guessed, should mean armed slaves.

Qi Lin didn't use the title Wu Nu, just a partner.

What Qi Lin didn't know was that when the word "partner" came out of his mouth, the ghosts of the nearby guards suddenly withdrew their yin energy, and wanted to turn their heads to look at Qi Lin, but they still kept their guards' directions and scanned vigilantly.

It's just that in the tyrannical gaze that scanned, gradually began to be mixed with deep thought.

"It's great to be able to teach!" Seeing that Qi Lin didn't intend to refuse, the appraiser hurriedly said happily: "No loss, no loss!"

"But" Qi Lin frowned slightly, and after looking at the skill scroll, he still felt that the other party was at a loss.

"The guest looks different from us, otherwise he wouldn't have given me the skill scroll." The appraiser lowered his head and shook his eyes with a trace of suspicion, but quickly raised his head again, looking at the skill scroll with a little sadness in his eyes: "The guest doesn't know something, we can't use these."

"Oh?" Qi Lin narrowed his eyes.

Before he entered the village, he knew that the people here were, no, to be precise, they were mutants.

Aberrations don't have any skills!
Qi Lin has always had a doubt, why do mutants have no skills?
With their gold level strength, it shouldn't be difficult to kill some monsters in the wild, right?

On the point of defeating the demon species, Qi Lin has confirmed from the ghost scorpion stinger in the village chief's package and the animal skins worn by the villagers that these villagers have killed the demon species.

But what's interesting is that Qi Lin didn't see any skills from them.

Even, even currency, they rarely own it.

A copper coin can keep them happy for a long time.

Is it because their faces are too dark and their luck is bad?

still is
Soon, the appraiser gave the answer.

"Our ancestors violated the gods and were punished by the gods."

The appraiser sighed heavily, and his voice was a little nostalgic: "I don't know the specifics. The saying passed down from generation to generation is: In the past, we could gather all kinds of treasures by killing the monsters in the wild and condensing the source of the world of those monsters."

"Those treasures include but are not limited to skill scrolls and other items, as well as the original substances that can make us stronger. In that era of miracles, even the most stupid and lazy people can change the world with just those treasures!"

"That is the authority given to us by the gods. We rely on it and live a good life."

"But later, the ancestors offended the gods for unknown reasons, so we were deprived of this authority." The appraiser tremblingly moved behind the table, and slowly sat down with his tired body.

"So all of our studies now, all kinds of magic potions, armor and weapons, etc. have to be hammered and honed little by little for many years, and many years of beating still can't get good results."

"The gods?" Qi Lin asked.

The appraiser rubbed his red rosacea nose, looked at the puzzled Qi Lin and sighed: "The gods are the apostles, and the apostles are the gods."

"The gods are great existences that are eternal and immortal!"

"It seems that the guest is favored by the gods and has been well protected. Otherwise, he would not have known about this, let alone take out this skill scroll."

"Listen to people's advice to eat enough, guests, try not to do things that are disobedient to the gods, not even a disobedient look."

The appraiser looked at the silent Qi Lin, and said in a sad tone of someone who had experienced it, full of deep meaning: "A lot of times, it is better to live by being submissive."

After listening to the appraiser's words, Qi Lin couldn't tell the difference.

The village chief said before that the apostles are the messengers of the gods.

But the appraiser said that the apostle is the eternal immortal god.

Two very different statements.

Also, this weird village.

You say the village is from ancient times, the plows and rakes are long-distance fishing boats, and the words of the pre-catastrophic modern society are also included in their spoken language, and even the fonts are in simplified Chinese.
You say that people are modern, they can’t tell the difference between clocks and watches, there is no technology tree, and fishing boats are used as plows.

And the old man with the black lace underwear for the hood
Qi Lin has a lot of thoughts now, only one thought: can't tell.

I can't tell the difference!

After all, my world has traveled to another world.

Or did another world cross into my world?

Qi Lin sighed softly, then looked at the appraiser and said, "For two days, I will let my partner teach the fish head for two days."

"Okay! Thank you, guest! That's very good." The appraiser was ecstatic.

Qi Lin waved his hand to interrupt the appraiser's thanks, and said directly: "But let me put my ugly words first, my partner has never taught others fighting skills, so all he can do is to teach them with all his strength within these two days."

"As for how much that kid named Yutou can learn"

"That depends on his own good fortune!" The appraiser still showed gratitude, and taught his apprentice to starve to death of the master. No one would be willing to teach others the fighting skills that they depend on for a living.

Every combat skill is constantly honed in life and death.

That is invaluable.

But this kind of preciousness is unimaginable to Qi Lin.

Because his black warrior has grown combat skills and enchanted weapons since he was summoned and born.

The only thing Qi Lin needs to do is to find suitable magic armor for them to arm.

Compared with many people, Qi Lin's black warriors took a lot less detours.

"Then say so." Qi Lin put away the three things, and was about to leave: "I'll go first, my partner will stay, and he will leave with the scroll and the master's list of materials in two days."

Qi Lin really didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Not only because of the weirdness of not being able to tell the difference, but also because it is difficult for Qi Lin to get along with others comfortably.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think, would someone want to kill him?

So Qi Lin is going to leave the village, and of course he won't leave too far.

After all, the Throne of Bones is still here. This thing is so precious that nothing can be lost.

Next, Qi Lin plans to find a place to wait at the entrance of the village to delay the effective time of the heterologous toxin.

"Thank you very much for the generosity of the guests!" The appraiser never thought that Qi Lin would agree to the appraisal fee.

"Since it's a deal, don't say thank you." Qi Lin waved his hand, turned around and left: "Go ahead, I'll go find Yutou, and start teaching him right now."

Seeing Qi Lin who did not cheat at all, and acted swiftly and resolutely, the appraiser's face was full of gratitude: "I will do my best to appraise it!"

As a fairy in the village.

After Ahua knew the prophecy, she became depressed and shed tears.

This look is very distressing to Brother Hai whose nickname is Yutou.

The appraiser's residence is on the second floor.

A group of children from the village, the village chief and several adults were on the second floor trying to comfort Ah Hua not to be so sad.

When Qi Lin went up the stairs to look for Brother Hai, he finally saw this fairy.

If you have to describe the appearance of this fairy.
The waist of the bucket belongs to the excellent type in the eyes of the villagers who can work.

The butt is big, and it belongs to the excellent type in the eyes of the villagers.

The heavy chest is like two big mountains, which belong to the excellent type that is easy to raise in the eyes of the villagers.

The three excellent types came together, and since then, Ahua has become a fairy in the eyes of the villagers.

He also became Hai Ge's admirer.

When Qi Lin looked up at Ah Hua in the crowd.

Just about to call out to Brother Hai to come over, but before calling out, he followed Brother Hai's line of sight and saw the two heavy mountains.

Qi Lin had never seen such a majestic mountain.

In fact, since the moment Qi Lin learned of the prophecy, the ghost has come to A'hua to investigate.

However, Qi Lin rejected the ghost's report about A Hua.

He didn't want to have anything to do with that shit god's prophecy.

"Dragon!"

Brother Hai among the children saw Qi Lin who was standing silently at the stairs, his pale skin exposed on the black cloak and mask.

Not much of a decent person, really.

"Dragon, what are you doing here?"

While Hai Ge was speaking, he stood up and stood in front of A Hua who was so frightened that his branches were trembling.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Hua! The number one knight in the world is here."

Snapped!
The village chief slapped Brother Hai on the head. The child covered his head with his hands and grinned, but he didn't hear a cry of pain from his mouth.

To avoid embarrassment, the village chief hurriedly pulled Qi Lin over, and reprimanded Hai Ge: "If you talk nonsense, I will drive you out!"

Brother Hai was not convinced at first, and wanted to refute a few words, but from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of A Hua's pale face from fright, so he held back, and resentfully stopped talking.

He didn't want to scare the object of his admiration.

Facing the glaring glare of the village chief, Hai Ge made a mouthful to Qi Lin: What's the matter, I'll go out and talk to you later!

Qi Lin just wanted to say that now we go out and talk about something.

At this moment, Brother Hai's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, he quickly shook his head and said, "A woman who looks down and doesn't see her toes is already a stunning beauty in the world!"

"Is this the first time you've seen a fairy?"

"Surprised? Envious?"

Hai Ge showed off: "I advise a certain villain and evil dragon not to have any ideas about our fairy daughter in Yutou Village!"

"Otherwise I'll be the first to say no!"

When Brother Hai was talking, Qi Lin keenly noticed that next to the child named Yutou, there was a little follower named Hai Ling who was hunting with him in the wild.

Obvious look lost.

Qi Lin stopped the village chief who was about to rush forward to beat Brother Hai, turned his head and looked at Brother Hai who was hurriedly covering his head with his hands in defense, and responded: "Actually, you don't have to worry about the dragon taking you away."

Before Qi Lin finished speaking, Brother Hai suddenly asked loudly, "Why???!"

"Because." Qi Lin hadn't finished yet.

Brother Hai hurriedly said: "Because you are a dragon???!"

Qi Lin saw that the child hadn't given up on unveiling his dragon in front of the villagers.
"I'm not." Qi Lin shook his head, he did not admit that he was the protagonist of that prophecy of God.

"The evil dragon likes the male?" Brother Hai took a step forward, staring at Qi Lin with his small face up, and pursued after the victory, relentlessly.

"That's not it either."

"what is that?"

"Yes" Qi Lin was silenced again.

Making jokes with others has never been the specialty of Qi Lin, who is somewhat rigid in terms of worldly sophistication.

The evil dragon has always been a terrifying existence in the hearts of the villagers. Under the curious gaze of a group of children, Qi Lin didn't know what to say for a while.

And at this moment, the nervous Hai Ge said triumphantly: "I know! I know!"

"Huh?" Qi Lin was puzzled.

Everyone in the room also looked at Brother Hai suspiciously.

I saw Brother Hai jumped onto the high stool, turned his head to the sky, and shouted: "It's true love that is invincible!"

"In the stories that the village chief often tells, true love is always invincible!"

"So don't worry that the dragon will take A'hua away, because..." Haigola said in a long tone, and looked around slowly, until he met everyone calmly, and then said: "Because as the only chosen knight in the village, I will definitely protect A'hua!"

"I will definitely protect Yutou Village!"

"Fish head Hai Ling!" Although the little girl named Hai Ling was lost, she still raised her face and worshiped Hai Ge, who seemed to be riding a white horse instead of a high stool, and shouted, "Unparalleled under heaven!"

Whoa!
Deafening applause sounded!

The people around immediately applauded together!
Amidst the applause, Ah Hua was moved and began to sob.

The village chief also muttered to himself with his nose and tears: "Blessed by the ancestors, the dolls in the village have great ambitions."

And Qi Lin silently glanced at Ge Na's right arm, which was shaking vigorously as if equipped with an electric motor, and there was a clock on it.
Qi Lin, who was covered in white light, was silent for a moment.

Rarely, the skinny hands stretched out from the cloak and clapped.

"it is good"

(End of this chapter)