Lord Highlander

  Chapter 476 475. Birds inside and outside the cage

  The hall of the Quartermaster Office of the Town Hall of Vozmara City was full of people exchanging merit, nobles, knights, merchants, etc.

  On the magic apprentice's table was an exquisite afternoon tea set, a few puff biscuits and a cup of milk tea, and a stack of thick files was piled up on the table.

Although the young magic apprentice had a faint smile on his face, there was a bit of disdain in his eyes. He picked up the teacup on the desk and took a sip of milk tea, then slowly raised his head and said to Suldak: "Um , Knight Suldak, I have recorded your request, but it has exceeded my functional authority. I need to ask the officer for instructions on this matter, so all you need to do now is to wait patiently. If there is any news, I will You will be notified as soon as possible."

  Suldak stared at the smirking magic apprentice, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you trying to excuse me?"

   "How could it be! I just acted according to the rules." The magic apprentice showed a look of needing to be beaten, and the appearance of "I'm just shirking" was clearly written on his face.

  Suldak pressed his hand on the blood-red crescent at his waist, and a biting murderous aura emanated from him, making the magic apprentice turn pale in fright.

  He wanted to shout excitedly, but as Suldak turned and left, the murderous aura disappeared without a trace.

  The magic apprentice was like a deflated ball, leaning on the back of the chair and wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, making up his mind to let Suldak's request sink into the bottom of the thick dossier.

   At this moment, three magicians in black robes walked in from the entrance of the city hall. The three of them were surrounded by several magic apprentices and walked quickly to the second floor of the city hall. The crowd avoided to both sides.

The magic apprentice sitting in the office area saw the profiles of the three magicians, and immediately stood up quickly, with a humble and flattering expression on his face, and greeted loudly: "Ms. Boris, Mr. Enoch, Lance teacher…"

  The voice passed through the crowd and reached Lance's ears...

  Lance heard someone calling him, turned around and saw a magic apprentice standing up in the office area of ​​the hall to salute him, and nodded slightly.

  Afterwards, Lance suddenly saw a familiar figure walking by in the crowd. He paused for a moment, followed the figure with his eyes, and shouted:

   "Suldak..."

   "..."

  As if someone was calling his name, Suldak stopped in his tracks.

  He identified the direction, turned his head and just saw Lance's handsome face. Lance was wearing a brand new black robe, holding a copper magic book in his hand, and was walking towards him quickly, parting from the crowd.

   "Dark, why are you here?" Lance happily walked a few steps and said to Surdak.

   "Hi, Lance!"

  Suldak stepped forward, hugged this young magician friend warmly, and then said: "The last time we met...we were still in the city of Bena."

  Lance supported Suldak's shoulders with both hands, and said with a high expression: "I heard that your investigation team has helped the intelligence department of the command headquarters a lot this time, and it has really brought glory to our city of Hailansa!"

   "My luck is pretty good!" Surdak felt that he should be more humble.

   The two magicians who came up behind Lance all looked at Suldak, and one of them asked Lance curiously:

   "Lance, do you know each other?"

Lance nodded happily, put his arms around Suldak and said: "We all came to Hailansa City. Speaking of which, the mountain city is not very big. Not only do we know each other, but we are also very good friends! These two are my friends. The current squadmates, this is Magician Boris, this is Magician Enoch, and this is Knight Suldak!"

  Whiskered Boris magician stood beside Lance, and asked Suldak with a look of surprise: "Are you the knight of the scouting team who captured the black magician Jesse Hausman?"

   "Yes, it's me!"

  Suldak nodded slightly.

   "Hello, Knight Suldak, let's meet. I'm Enoch. I heard Guy talking about you."

   "I just met Wizard Guy this morning..."

The circle of magicians is not that big. Seeing Suerdak standing in the hall, talking familiarly with the three official magicians, the magic apprentice standing at the desk was incomparably complicated. With a somewhat embarrassed smile, he felt that he had to immediately...immediately make up for what he just did wrong, so he walked around the desk and ran towards this side quickly, with a kind and reserved smile on his face: "Um, Knights of Suldak...'

  Suldak, who walked out of the city hall, stood on the steps, holding the ogre Gretum's teleportation pass in his hand.

  I couldn’t help sighing in my heart: ‘No matter where you go, you need a relationship. '

   At this time, the benefits of being a nobleman can be highlighted. If you are a nobleman, I am afraid that the magic apprentice will have a different attitude.

  …

  A group of colorful-feathered parrots flew over the city of Wozmara, and they flapped their wings and passed through the golden sunlight.

  The sky is full of red clouds, the setting sun will reveal a few beams of light from the clouds, and the afterglow of the setting sun will sprinkle the roofs with rows of rows.

The dinner time in the orphanage is always just before dark. Sticky oatmeal is placed on the dining table. The dining table in the yard is surrounded by happy children. The big eyes of the earth became bright, and the old mother put half a crunchy pickle into the plate in front of her, and the little girl's big eyes immediately turned into crescent moons full of smiles.

Breathing the familiar air, the morning glory on the courtyard wall carried a strange fragrance, Samira sat on the roof of the shelter house, this was the first time she felt that she could change the life here by her own power, Let the group of children in the yard have satisfied smiles on their faces, and let the old nuns in the shelter go to those ridiculous charities every week, begging under those oily and ugly faces.

  She even secretly rejoiced in her heart, if it weren't for the siege of the Cerberus Legion, she might not be able to get rid of the predicament she was in before.

Her reputation has been completely stink among the guides in Wojmara City. The adventure groups who dare to hire her as a guide are actually very limited. It is not every day that new adventure groups find her head, and there is no union behind her. Backing up, Samira’s life in Wojmara City is usually very difficult. In order to make a living, while acting as a guide, she is also an excellent thief. She knows when to strike so that she will not be discovered. What kind of person If the money is stolen, there will be no complaints.

  She is also an excellent hunter, knowing where to hunt delicious prey in the jungle outside.

  Samila never even thinks about right and wrong, for the sake of living, she goes all out every day.

  The old nanny finally got all the children's dinners. These half-grown children have no worse appetite than adults, especially now that they are still growing, and the lack of nutrition will even affect their growth.

  She straightened up and looked at the two figures on the roof, with the most gentle smile in her eyes.

  She knocked the wooden spoon on the side of the bucket vigorously, making a dang-dang sound, and shouted loudly:

   "Samila, hurry up and take Aphrodite down from the roof, and teach these children how I can deal with you. Tonight's milk porridge tastes really good, do you want some?"

  Seeing the stretched smile on the old mother's face, Samira waved her hands disdainfully, and said casually:

   "I'll forget it. The guard camp provides free dinner, meat porridge and wheat cakes. It doesn't matter if you go back later. As long as you say our captain's name, the people in charge of the dinner can always find a way to conjure up some."

  The children around the dining table let out countless envious sighs. The figure of the eldest sister, Samira, is extremely tall and supreme in their hearts.

  The dark hood covered the charming face, bathed in the golden sunlight, the succubus Aphrodite was lying on the red tile roof, so comfortable that she wanted to sing.

This place is many times better than the sinful realm of the Flaming Hell. There are no extreme bad weather, no ground fires that burst out for no reason, no sandstorms that cover the sky, and no burning stones falling from the sky. Is such that.

Although her back still hurts, she still insists on lying on the ridge like this. She even thinks it’s good to lose her wings. At least she looks more human like this. As long as she carefully hides the corners of her head in her hair, she I feel like I am no different from those around me.

Samira touched her bone-piercing right arm, and felt a little annoyed secretly. Ever since she had the blessing power of the "Blessed Body", she seemed to be unable to bear the pain more and more. After the "body" disappeared, it was the most difficult time for her. Before, she could even hold her injured arm like this, leaning against the wall at the top of the city, and take a short time to sleep for a quarter of an hour.

The half-elf archer glanced at Aphrodite. She knew that the wings and bones on the back of the succubus had been cut off at the same root. She was somewhat envious of Aphrodite who could enjoy the sun so peacefully under such circumstances. With a beautiful face full of coquettishness and temptation, Samira felt that Aphrodite had the sexiest lips in the world and a pair of captivating eyes. Looking at the full **** wrapped under the black cloak, Samira looked down With a somewhat flat chest, there was an indescribable depression in my heart for a while.

Samira has a quarter of elven blood, and the elven figure is the most perfect proportion of all races. Samira wears a hood every day to cover her face, because people who see her for the first time often pay attention to her The magnificent beauty of the half-breed elves ignored her outstanding skills. At first, she stole things to teach these LSPs some lessons, and then it slowly evolved into a habit.

  Her fingers are slender, and she becomes inexplicably excited every time she touches something heavy, round and hard.

   "Samila..." Andrew's rough voice came from the door.

  The Nanai warriors are now carrying two axes. One of the axes with a copper handle is wrapped by Andrew with linen cloth, and the specific appearance is not clear. Samira stared at the handle of the ax enviously. She knew how sharp the ax was, and felt a little regretful. If she had known that Suldak would give everyone magic weapons, she would have given the forest bow to Su earlier. Erdak took a look, it was a very ordinary forest bow.

  Suldak also appeared at the door of the shelter. He stood at the door and looked inside.

The ogre Greetham will never leave the High Lansa security camp at this time. He will guard the free dinner in the security camp. After all the knights have finished eating, it will be the ogre's lonely meal time—the ogre's Motto: Enjoy the lonely food, and get the self-healing of the soul from the feast.

The half-elf archer jumped up, she jumped lightly from the roof to the courtyard, ran to open the courtyard door herself, with a faint smile on her fair face, she stepped forward and asked Suldak: "Captain, why are you here? Ready to go back to the guard camp!"

  The succubus Aphrodite seemed to have not woken up, lying lazily on the roof enjoying the last moment of the sunset.

Suldak waved to Aphrodite, shook the magic-sealing box in his hand, and said to Samira: "I just went to the Magic Union and got this magic-weave spirit bone back. The battle is about to begin. I want to try turning this magic-weave spiritual bone into a magic-weave breeding outfit and put it on your right arm, do you dare to try it?"

  Samira said almost without hesitation: "Then why not dare, even if it can't get better, it can't be worse than it is now!"

The appraiser in the magic tower tested the attribute of the magic pattern spirit bone, and President Miller personally made the final appraisal. The life magic pattern on this magic pattern spirit bone is not only power-oriented, but also the life magic pattern It belongs to the hybrid type of magic pattern. Once the magic pattern on the spirit bone is activated, it will instantly release a powerful explosive force and quickly make repeated actions.

   To make an analogy, if the magic ape activated the magic pattern on the spirit bone and punched Suldak with one punch, Suldak was actually punched twice.

  When Suldak retrieved the spirit bone from the Magic Union, he also resolutely rejected Chairman Miller's proposal to exchange a pair of magic pattern wristbands for this magic pattern spirit bone.

  But the only concern now is whether Samira has enough bearing capacity to withstand the power load of the magic pattern of the spirit bone itself. Implanting a magic outfit when it exceeds its own carrying capacity, in addition to enduring the irrepressible pain caused by the magic pattern, the magic pattern will continue to absorb the wearer's strength, making his body continue to become weak until he cannot The magic pattern transmits power, and finally the power is exhausted and he dies.

  In fact, the bearing capacity can be tested, but Samira’s situation is quite special. Her right arm has been on the verge of collapse, and the bearing capacity cannot be tested at all.

Suldak came to the shelter because the conditions of the marching tents in the guard camp were not good enough. In order to ensure a greater success rate, Suldak asked Karl for a leave of absence for this attempt. And booked a deluxe room in one of the best hotels in Wojmara.

  The old nanny stood in the yard of the shelter, watching the figures of the three leaving against the setting sun, with her wrinkled hands resting on the little girl's head.

   "Mammy, don't the elder sisters have dinner yet? Where are they going?" The little girl looked up at the old mammy and asked in a low voice.

   "Some birds are destined not to be kept in cages..." the old mammy said, looking into the distance.

   Push the book ‘Friends, buy a Gatling? ’Updates are definitely the most powerful

  (end of this chapter)