The Divine Hunter

   Chapter 21 Unexpected Visitors

Seeing Reso, this super bodyguard, followed the woman upstairs, Roy didn't dare to win money unscrupulously like before. He also learned to be smart. He lost two on purpose when he won a few, and his eyes were red to prevent people from losing. , And created the illusion of not winning much.

  Actually, he won a lot, and he won 20 crowns in less than an hour.

  Key No one can discover his secret.

  But what Roy Wanwan didn't expect was that a middle-aged man in his thirties was actually more shameless than him and cheated under his nose.

  With his more than 7 perception, it is natural for middle-aged people to secretly change cards, which is awkward and ridiculous in short.

  But he did not make a sound at the first time. Now that there is no Resor, his power is weak, and if he angers the ground snake, wouldn't it be to disturb Resor's spring dream.

   "Boy, see you have won a lot, please take a drink to the bar."

  The horrible horror with a face became more and more frantic when he saw it, and he stretched out his hand directly to Roy's money, and took away ten crowns with a light handful.

   And Roy looked at each other in a daze, and got a scornful look by the way.

  Have a clear heart, thinking that I had a good luck today and met a little fat sheep, "I really am a timid kid, see if I don't make a good profit this time!"

  He stretched out his hand again. This time it was not money, but cards, the coveted Skellige deck.

  The faces of all the people present were different, but no one was embarrassed.

   "Poor little brother, this is being targeted by the Sparrows!"

   "You shouldn't stay alone in the tavern, go to the demon hunter."

   With a loud "bang", everyone present only felt a flower in front of them, but they saw a dagger with dried blood stuck between the **** of the Gwent chess card and the palm of the eight-character Hu touching the card in a daze.

   almost hit his palm.

   "Hoo..." The eight-character Hu was stung by a bee and retracted his hand by lightning. His wretched face was pale, and he was very frightened.

  "This...Where did this dagger come from? Why didn't I notice it?" He realized that he was a little gaffe. A big man was actually startled by a half-sized boy with small arms and legs. Suddenly became angry, "Little bastard, do you know who I am, dare to provoke the sparrow gang, are you tired of life?"

  Roy ignored him, swiping his left hand briskly on the chessboard, and a bunch of crowns disappeared in full view, then he drew his dagger and put it in front of his face, and gave a light breath.

  After killing a few people outside the city, his mentality changed a little. Animals, people, and monsters were all killed. The stubborn guy in front of him looked inexplicably funny and ridiculous.

"Sorry..." Roypi said with a smile. "With the demon hunter master all year round, I often encounter some wild dogs, water ghosts, ghouls, and I am used to carrying weapons with him to prevent everything. one."

   "After all, when you encounter those things, don't chop off their heads..." At this point, Roy narrowed his eyes to look at the eight-character Hu, but his immature face carried the ferocity of an adult, which looked a little weird.

   "I die!"

  The eight-character Hu heart chuckled, and suddenly rubbed his red eyes. Just now, he saw a bunch of thick **** red tentacles popping up from the child in front of him, and he grabbed him...

  Waiting for him to look at it again, the **** illusion disappeared without a trace, but his heart was chilled, and he felt that this little demon was extremely evil.

   "Okay, you are brave enough. I didn't bring a weapon today, so I will let you go first! But please be careful when you go out."

  "The Sparrow Gang will take good care of you." He dropped the cruel words, backed away, and was about to exit the door of the tavern. Suddenly he felt the hair in his ears cool, and the cold object was rubbed against his head.

  He reached out his hand and felt a piece of baldness, but there was a pinch of hair missing.

   "hiss..."

   Turning around, the dagger that almost chopped off his fingers was inserted into the wall behind him, and the handle was still trembling.

   "Leave my sixteen crowns."

  Roy's cold voice sounded.

  After the Bazi Hu left the money and ran away griefly, the people present were no longer interested in playing cards. They seemed to be afraid that the sparrow would retaliate against the upper body. In a short moment, they all disappeared.

  Roy rubbed his numb arm and put away the dagger. The flying knife just used up all his strength and almost couldn't control it. .

   "It's very risky, I almost shot the bastard's head crookedly. I'll be in trouble then."

  He felt the side effects brought about by the unbalanced development of physical fitness. If his agility was higher and his physical coordination was better just now, that dagger would not be so embarrassing.

  The tavern owner looked at Roy with his hair down, thinking he was scared, and earnestly persuaded him, “Brother, you should leave, no matter how powerful you are, you can’t beat a group of people.”

   "Don't worry about that." A strong and rude voice sounded, and Roy heard heavy footsteps behind him.

  "Please allow me to introduce myself." A dwarf with a round pie headgear, an open-chested shawl, a shirt perpendicular to the knees, and stockings and pointed shoes came to Roy.

  Yes, a real dwarf.

  Roy's eyes widened. This is the first time he has come to this other world to see an inhuman race, or an ancient race.

  The dwarf in front of him has thick black eyes, a short chubby figure with a big belly, and a thick brown beard hanging down to his waist. It can be seen that it is an adult dwarf over fifty-five years old.

  His height is less than Wuchi (1.5 meters), and he is even half a head shorter than Roy. However, in the entire dwarf race, it is already considered a big tall man.

   "My fellow Sevier Hogg, is a wine merchant who settled in Eddesberg."

  "Hello Mr. Seville, I am Roy, let me guess..." Roy's eyes rolled, "You didn't come to find me."

Seville was shy, and when he spoke, he seemed to press his throat deliberately, full of a rocky, hard smell, "You are right, I have received news that a demon hunter has entered Ed. Sperger... So this time I came to think of something to ask the master. Now, let me take the liberty to ask, what school is that Mr. Demon Hunter? Of course, in any case, I will send you the sparrow. Help that disgusting coy."

   "Don't worry, he is not the cat school." Roy is already a little weak to complain about how hateful the cat school is.

  The dwarf heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "That's good. I won't disturb the two of you for rest today. I will visit again tomorrow morning."

  "I will deal with that little **** for you to show my sincerity. Gro, all the expenses of the two guests today are credited to my account!"

  Sevier told the tavernkeeper, he turned around and left without any muddle.

  Roy looked at his back, his eyes became deep, and quickly returned to normal.

  This Sevier Hogg is actually 70 years old, and his appearance is completely indistinguishable. The dwarf is indeed a long-lived race as rumored, but his attributes are not surprising.

  But Roy observed three interesting abilities from him.

  Toughness (passive curing): Dwarves have a long lifespan and strong vitality. Adult dwarves have 20 more health points than humans.

  Strong (passive solidification): Dwarves are skilled in handling two-handed weapons with sufficient physical strength. Adult dwarves are born with 1 point more strength and physique than humans.

   Chunky (passive curing): The five short stature and big belly make the dwarves move more slowly than normal humans, and their appearance is not favored by other races of the opposite sex, and they may even suffer disgust. Agility -1, Charisma -1.

  These three skills, Roy felt that they could be called racial talents. He then wondered, since dwarves have racial talents, why don't humans have them?

  No, humans have racial talents, Roy thought. Otherwise, dwarves and elves who are both long-lived and strong cannot be driven to a corner by the tide of humans.

  At this moment, the voice of the tavernkeeper Groo interrupted his thinking. "Little brother, you are lucky. It happened that Mr. Seville came to check the wine account today. Since he is involved in this matter, you don't have to worry about the sparrow gang anymore."

   "Isn't he just a wine merchant? The local gangs have to give him face?" Roy asked curiously.

"The local wines are basically monopolized by the dwarves. After all, they are an ancient race known for winemaking and forging craftsmanship. Mr. Seville, as the nephew of the Mahakam dwarf elder Broval Hogg, is responsible for managing the entire Eddess Borg’s beverage business, if you want to continue to eat at Edsberg, the Sparrow Gang must give him face."

   "Then what is bothering him?"

  "Mr. Seville..." Gro sighed, "have been suffering from nightmares for months. He probably thinks something dirty is causing trouble."

  (End of this chapter)