Chapter 95 The Dark Side of the Garrison Army Advance to Bronze Level Stormy Night

Chapter 95 The Dark Side of the Garrison Army Advance to Bronze Level Rainy Night [Seeking Subscription III]

"I swear in the name of the great king of the Three Castles Dwarves, it really wasn't us who did it!"

"This is a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

Ganghuo Bronzebeard and his team members had their weapons taken away, and their hands were tied with tough magic spider silk.

This thing can suppress the magic power below the silver level, and is a common binding tool in the city.

"Shut up! Walk faster!"

"You murderous dwarf canned head!"

"The last guy we put in jail said the same thing!"

The leading garrison officer scolded mercilessly.

A string of rune keys hung around his waist was "ding-dong" as he walked.

At that time in Stinky Rat Alley, the team of light cavalry blew the magic horn after seeing the ruins at the scene.

It can generate induction with the horns carried by the garrison squads within a certain range.

The Steel Fire Squad immediately turned around and tried to escape from the ditch, trying to leave the city first.

But they couldn't outrun the hybrid horses under the crotch of the light cavalrymen.

Moreover, the light cavalrymen belonged to the rapid response unit of the garrison. Their equipment was rope loops, nets, tripwires, flying crossbows, etc., and they were good at dealing with escapees.

After finding that they couldn't escape, the Steel Fire Squad prepared to resist arrest violently.

This is common in the state cities of various regions.

Adventurers are such a group.

If you can run, run. If you can't run, fight.

As long as you escape from the city, you can live in another area, which is better than going to jail.

However, these light cavalrymen are not rookies.

Various means were used on the Steel Fire Squad, delaying for a long time.

Until more garrisons arrived, the Steel Fire Squad finally became honest.

At this moment, they were being escorted to the Ministry of Public Security by one of the garrisons.

Because of the previous violent resistance, the Steel Fires were whipped a lot.

"Sir, why don't you talk about how much money is needed to release me and my companions?"

After his defense failed, Steelfire Bronzebeard still didn't give up. He lowered his voice and tried to bribe.

Hearing him say this, the eyes of the garrison officer leading the team lit up.

"Bribe?"

"Are you rich?"

"Hehehe!"

As he said this, the officer looked at the luggage on the packhorse behind.

It was filled with storage bags and bottles and jars searched from Steelfire and others.

These things were checked before loading.

Based on inherent cognitive thinking, most adventurers would deposit money in the currency exchange, and few people carry a large amount of crowns with them, but there may be exceptions.

When the officer heard Steelfire Bronzebeard mention money, he immediately found a blind spot.

Bribing on the spot must be carried in cash.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the luggage, opened it up and checked it again.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Steelfire Bronzebeard's eyes rolled around.

This time he learned his lesson and said nothing.

It was his first time dealing with the garrison, and he didn't expect these guys to be so greedy.

The exasperated young officer returned to him and gave him a few more whips.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and raised his hand to grab Steelfire Bronzebeard's crotch.

There was a large gap around the skirt armor.

Steelfire shrank subconsciously, but was immediately kicked straight by the sergeant behind him.

The young officer's hands fumbled, and his expression changed from gradually puzzled to surprised!

Soon, under the dwarf's screams and curses, he pulled out a bulging purse from his crotch!

"Greedy bug!"

"I'm going to chop you to pieces!"

Ignoring the dwarf's screams and curses, this guy stuffed the purse into his arms.

After thinking about it, he opened it again and took out a few dark gold coins to share with the people in the team.

The soldiers under his command smiled flatteringly, and they didn't know how much money their superiors had found.

But they were all on the same boat, and it was not the first time they had made money.

Apart from the skin of the garrison, they were actually not much different from the bandits.

Steelfire Bronzebeard suffered a huge loss, and then he became dissatisfied and thought of the culprit who caused all this.

The garrison troops were walking on the street, and no one dared to offend them casually.

"Wait! I am willing to confess!"

"I know who the murderer is!"

The young officer sneered at his statement.

He just walked over, patted the dwarf's hard face like teasing a child, and then turned around and pulled the reins that his men helped to pull over to get on the horse!

"Damn it, I'm telling the truth!"

"That guy offended Henry the One-Eyed Bull at the slave auction in Crooked Bone Market!"

"He robbed the Zerekan slave girl that Henry wanted to bid for!"

"That guy is very rich, and he spent 85,000 crowns without blinking an eye!"

At that time, the Steelfire Squad seemed to have left, but in fact they were still wandering around the auction house, so they naturally knew the follow-up situation, otherwise they would not have tracked Henry in time.

At first, the young officer still didn't take his words seriously.

Until the dwarf mentioned: "That guy is very rich..."

"Good man, tell me everything you know!"

The young officer winked at his men, and everyone immediately knew what was going on, and the escort team was unconsciously divided into two teams.

...

More than ten minutes later, the team returned to the main road.

The armored dwarf was nowhere to be seen, and the rest of the team members were in a coma where they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Chokeri, go to the East District to investigate this matter. I will give you a leave note later."

"As you command, my lord!"

"Gonzales, wait until today's false night falls and then go to the Qingqi Camp station to find that adult!"

"Tell him that we are going to have meat to eat again, and let him restrain his men."

"yes!"

The junior officer named his two soldiers and issued new orders.

After they left, he looked around and whispered.

"It's still the old rule, check first and act later."

"We still have to patrol as usual today, but when the next Naroa Day goes dark, it happens to be our team's off day, and we will take care of the big things by then."

"Be careful not to drink and brag with other team members during this period!"

"As long as a little bit of news leaks to the commander's ears..."

"Everyone... must go to the gallows!"

His voice was extremely deep, and he stretched out his hand to strangle his neck.

"Don't worry, Lord Sorel!"

"Brothers know what to do!"

…

After receiving unanimous approval from his men, Sorel Moran nodded with satisfaction.

Then his voice returned to its loud state, and he shouted with his chest raised and his head raised.

"alright!"

"Cheer up, everyone!"

"Bring these criminals who were seriously injured due to resistance back to the Sheriff's Department safely!"

"yes!!"

The team continued to move forward, the crisp clang of keys and the sound of horse hooves echoing on the street.

…

One water hour later, in Rat Alley.

All the corpses here have been cleared away.

All that was left was a mess.

It was getting dark at this time, and there was still about half an hour before the false night arrived.

The dark red light of the sun shines on the earth. This is a rare red sunset.

There was a dwarf riding a 28-inch bicycle, looking for clues along the alley.

He wore an insulating leather jacket in front of him, and a small forging hammer was stuck on his waist.

The scene of the incident was found shortly after.

"A violent explosion?"

"right here?"

"It seems that the little mice I found did not lie."

With his short legs, he stepped on the pedal deftly, squeezed the handbrake, and stopped the bicycle steadily.

Then he got out of the car and kicked off the pedals.

After taking out a leather bag with a large capacity, he immediately lay down in front of the ruins and pits and started searching.

After more than ten minutes, the bag in this guy's hand was full.

It's full of shrapnel, warheads, bullet casings, nitrate dust, etc. of various sizes.

"really!"

"The guy who killed Maul Greenleaf did a good job!"

"He must have magic musket technology in his hands that I don't know about!"

"But how do I find him?"

"In the next few Naroa days, there are still bicycle orders from the Kingdom's Western Front Military Supplies Department to be processed..."

"Those shit quartermasters who know nothing but keep making demands!"

"You actually want us to try to strengthen the bicycle with first-level runes?"

"These materials with extremely poor magic conductivity cannot be used to carve rune tracks at all!"

"If we change the materials, the cost will be at least five times higher!"

The dwarf blacksmith thought to himself and couldn't help but shake his head.

He placed the leather bag directly on the flat surface of the back seat and tied it up with a rope.

"Speaking of which, this thing is really easy to ride!"

"No wonder the Munitions Department immediately sent a magic airship from the giant city after receiving the sample!"

"No matter what, let's settle the order issue first on the next Naraya Day."

He jumped back on the bicycle, touched the third-level blacksmith badge on his chest, wiped off the dirt, then took out the flat wine flask he made from his waist and took a big gulp of strong liquor.

"belch!"

After letting out a big sip of alcohol, the dwarf blacksmith looked up at the sky.

"Red clouds? It looks like it's going to rain!"

After muttering something to himself, he rode out of Rat Alley.

Singing loudly while riding.

"La la la la, I am a hardworking blacksmith..."

…

West District, in the small courtyard where Chen Xuan is.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard, each doing their own thing.

The Zerikan sisters were eating.

They each held a box of self-heating hot pot and ate with their mouths full of oil.

Especially the younger sister Beria, there was a circle of red oil on her lips.

My older sister, who was a little more steady, wasn't much better. She even picked up a plastic lunch box and took a big sip of spicy soup.

"It's delicious, but not full!"

"Not full, not full!"

My sister, Yuclan, put down her lunch box without finishing her thoughts, pointed at her flat belly and said seriously.

Sister Beria became the best supporter and echoed.

She is worse at learning common language than her sister, so her vocabulary is very monotonous.

Facts have proved that understanding a foreign language and speaking it well are two different things.

The two sisters can understand 80% of the common language, and further understand through expressions, postures, and tone of voice. Basically, they can understand Chen Xuan's words.

The previous combat cooperation proved this.

Since witnessing his mastery of powerful explosives and magical space means.

The attitude of the two Zerikan sisters became slightly closer again.

Kitten Girl sat nearby and stared at the two girls, looking blank and not knowing what she was thinking.

Chen Xuan heard that they were not full.

He ignored the six leftover lunch boxes next to him and took out a few canned meats and four boxes of self-heating hot pot.

He smiled and said nothing as he watched his sister Belia run to get water.

He stockpiled these foods by the box.

The two sisters had such good stomachs that they could drink chili oil as water.

The pain stimulation brought by the spicy taste made the two foodies feel very happy.

Chen was manually winding and loading the driving spring of the empty M32 grenade launcher.

There were many oil paper packages of ammunition scattered on the ground.

How fun it was to shoot, how long it took to load.

Fortunately, he was sitting in the yard, occasionally looking at the cute cat girl, and then looking at the two Zerekan foodies, so he didn't feel bored.

After loading the last grenade into the magazine, Chen Xuan stood up and twisted his neck.

"Rebecca, I'm going to practice for a while, and then go back there..."

"You'll take care of them."

"Don't quarrel, and you'd better teach them how to use pistols."

"You'd better not go out before I come back."

He told the cat girl and took out two brand new Beretta M9 pistols, magazines and ammunition.

There are more than 200 of these in the arsenal, which is just right as a training weapon for the female slave army in the other world. As long as you master the pistol, it will be easy to master other guns.

The little cat girl bowed respectfully.

The loose linen lining was suddenly empty.

Chen Xuan took in everything he should and shouldn't see.

"This fairy!"

His eyes were out of control again, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"But speaking of it, if the cat girl was in the ancient Xia country, wouldn't she be a fairy?"

He turned his head to look at the Zerekan sisters after curling his lips, and didn't notice the degree of Rebecca's mouth when she stood up.

"Silk Lan, and Belia, when I'm not around, you all have to listen to Rebecca!"

"Don't go out and kill people casually!"

Chen Xuan explained seriously, and added one more sentence for safety.

"This is the master's order!"

The contract is a kind of constraint, urging them to implement Chen Xuan's order.

Belia stuffed the canned food into his mouth angrily and ignored him.

Silk Lan nodded slightly, and then ate the canned food in big mouthfuls.

Compared to the gold finger version of the contract, the slave trader version is still somewhat imperfect after all.

You know, Rebecca didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​disrespect at the beginning.

Naroa is about to enter the pseudo night. Chen Xuan plans to practice the magic element and mental meditation method respectively and return to Blue Star to prepare for the next step, and pick up the express delivery by the way.

If you move quickly, you can return after the next Naroa day.

Ophelia's mission still needs time to operate.

Whether it is the situation of the cave investigation commission or the orders from the self-built caravan and the blacksmith association, preliminary feedback will be obtained after the next Naroa day.

After the explanation, he walked into the house and went straight to the second floor.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion, Chen Xuan took out three [Primary Magic Seeds] and placed them in a triangular position beside him.

In this way, the magic seeds can stir up surging magic power.

After he was ready, he closed his eyes and practiced!

As usual, it was the process of magic element first and meditation later!

…

After six water clocks, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Completed a round of: magic element practice-mental fatigue-meditation practice-mental recovery process.

Originally, his black iron-level magic element filling was less than 20% away from the peak.

Under the enhanced practice of magic seeds, this time he successfully broke through the black iron level and became a bronze-level adventurer.

However, the progress of mental meditation practice is still a little short of the advancement.

The magic element in the body is now gradually turning into pure white.

As long as he keeps practicing, it will soon turn into pure white, which is a qualitative change.

Then the pure white magic essence will be compressed again and return to the process of quantitative accumulation.

His body and head are slightly hot, and his stomach is "gurgling".

His heart rate is increasing and beating wildly.

He is still sweating and needs to drink a lot of water.

After getting up, he feels light all over!

According to the description in the "Practice Method" booklet, this is the adaptation period after advancement.

It takes about three water clocks to return to normal, and Chen Xuan's physical and mental strength will be significantly improved.

Rebecca also had a short adaptation period when she advanced.

Taking a deep breath, he looked out the window and took out his mobile phone to take a look.

It was a moonlit night, and there were no more than four water clocks before the next Naroa Day.

The weather tonight looked a little bad, and it was rare that there were clouds covering the moon.

Enduring the discomfort during the adaptation period, Chen Xuan began to check the harvest from "One-eyed Bull" Henry.

First, the guy's purse, after counting, there was 85,172 crowns!

He borrowed money from the team members to auction the slaves, and after the auction, he was in a hurry to follow Chen Xuan, so he didn't have time to return it.

Now it's all Chen's!

In other words, Chen Xuan's consumption at the auction was paid by Master Henry!

As for the shriveled purses found from the team members, there were less than 100 crowns.

As for weapons, first of all, the two second-level rune longbows were severely worn, and it was estimated that Miss Ophelia would definitely not like them.

Her hardwood straight bow looks plain on the surface, but in fact, the bow arm is painted with complicated carvings.

So the arrows she shoots are fierce and accurate.

The second is the magic hammer that Henry uses.

It has the elemental striking effects of ice and fire, and its length and weight are amazing.

The carvings on the hammer handle are also complicated. Two magic gems, one blue and one red, are embedded in the middle, which are stimulating the corresponding elemental magic at a very slow rate.

To stimulate the power of the magic hammer, you must input your own magic.

Chen Xuan, who is in the adaptation period, finds it difficult to mobilize the magic out of the body. After all, the magic in his body is in a state of transformation and metamorphosis.

"It seems that we can only wait until the adaptation period is over before testing."

Finally, there is Henry's storage bag and the spherical object he took out before he died.

Chen Xuan opened the storage bag first, which contained various auxiliary potions, all of which were first- and second-level.

There are also several magic scrolls of low level.

It seems that the guy should have spent all his money on buying life-saving magic jewelry.

Unfortunately, in the battle, the jewelry that could release defensive magic was overloaded and exploded.

Chen Xuan wore a magic necklace called [Azure Guardian] on his chest. He had blocked bullets for it in KK Park. After the trip to Dian Myanmar, a tiny crack appeared on the necklace.

With a sigh, he focused his eyes on the sphere.

Without anyone introducing it, Chen Xuan directly activated [Insight].

The golden subtitles appeared, and he quickly understood the purpose of this thing.

[A third-level thunderstorm bead, which has been tempered and condensed with a large amount of thunder element magic power. It can be released by inputting magic elements and throwing it out, forming a thunderstorm attack in a small range]

…

"Tsk, isn't this a magic grenade?"

"And it's a thunder version!"

In Magtan City, most of the magic items that can be bought in most shops are second-level.

It's not that there are no third-level items, but they are rare, especially the attack type.

The third-level items that can be bought with magic scrolls are only various auxiliary and healing types.

The giant cities and large monster battlefields in various places basically monopolized the offensive high-level magic items.

So this [Level 3 Thunderstorm Pearl] is relatively valuable.

After counting the spoils, Chen Xuan did not waste time and directly activated [Cross-Boundary] and disappeared on the spot.

...

"Boom!"

Soon after Chen Xuan left, thunder rumbled through the sky.

Yellow arcs, like veins made of lightning, appeared above the dark clouds.

The rainstorm was coming, and Magtan City seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and even the air became particularly oppressive.

"Hua La La..."

The heavy rain poured down!

The raindrops as big as beans fell on the ground.

The streets became much quieter under the washing of rain, and the stench that was usually pervasive also quickly faded in the washing until it disappeared completely.

The houses in the city were lit with candlelight, and the taverns were still noisy.

On such a rainy night, in the Axo Manor located in the first circle of the city.

Ansethus Axo was sitting in the study, with an empty wine bottle on the table.

He looked confused, sometimes looking at the heavy rain outside the French window, and sometimes staring at the scroll at hand.

He stayed in the study all day on Naroya.

"Ursula..."

"Ophelia..."

"What are you doing?"

Ansethus, who was originally shrewd and wise, looked very confused at this time.

He muttered to himself, loosened his clenched right hand, revealing a small and long Raven letter.

Then he put the letter on the oil lamp stand with an empty look and lit it until it burned to ashes in his hand.

...

At the same time, it was still the first circle.

The library in Magtan City had been closed for a long time, and the huge dome building was divided into countless partitions and a large number of rooms.

Only the deepest book room was lit on the rainy night.

A black iron candlestick was placed on the table, and three grease candles illuminated the shadows in the room.

A thick cashmere blanket was laid in the middle of several rows of bookcases.

Two figures were entangled fiercely on the blanket.

After a pause, a middle-aged man apologized.

"Sorry, dear!"

"We haven't been intimate for more than half a month of Naroa!"

"So I couldn't help but drink some potions from the alchemy workshop tonight, you know the one..."

The woman snorted and pushed him away.

"Take a break."

At this time, the male voice sounded again.

"Have you really decided?"

"Aren't you afraid of something going wrong?"

His tone was hesitant.

Unexpectedly, these two questions directly angered the woman.

"You should die in the servant's toilet!"

"Harward is your seed!"

"Now that your son is dead, you actually ask me if I'm afraid of something going wrong!"

"Damn it, keep your voice down!"

The man named Bezos covered her mouth.

Then there was the sound of a woman sobbing.

"Wuwuwu..."

"If you hadn't followed the family's arrangement, married the daughter of the Finley family, and got the city of Magtan as a dowry, why would I have married Ansethus!"

"That guy who lacks interest and only cares about his deceased elf cousin!"

"Now, the son you and I had is dead!"

"And you, as his father, a high-ranking figure in the city, are indifferent?"

"Why did Morel Green Leaf come? You know better than me!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

At the end, the woman's slightly hoarse voice almost turned into a roar.

After the hysteria, there was a long silence.

Finally, when the grease candle was burned a little, the candle tears flowed and solidified on the table.

The man's voice appeared again.

"I promise you, but give me a few more days."

"Prepare, deal with the aftermath, and clean up the termites..."

"After all, it's Qiu Shuixian, the largest merchant group in the city!"

...

There are many foreshadowings in this picture, including the protagonist's next contract slave target

PS: If nothing unexpected happens, the next chapter will be tomorrow afternoon.