Chapter 799 (1/2)
”The defeated general, yeah~” Kriss smiled innocently, mocking Johnson mercilessly.L. ”...what?” Little Johnson took a step back in fright and said incredulously, ”This...this. Jie...said you ”Although you are older than her, you are clearly a kid?”Merlin tilted her mouth and introduced, ”Her name is Chrissy, my baby girl, Chrissy will say hello to this nasty little brother~”
”Hi~ 8” Kris raised her chubby little hand and waved to Little Johnson.
”God!” Little Johnson was quite frightened, a little hard to accept reality, ”No? You can be a father in a family of your virtue...?!
”What do you mean? What's wrong with being a father?” The blue veins on Meilin's forehead jumped, and it seemed that no one thought he was capable of being a father.
”You can be a father... it's over, this world is too crazy... Little Johnson covered his mouth and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Hey, am I not so unbearable?”Merlin raised his eyes and asked with a smile, ”right?”Kris?”
”Hi~ Secret” Kris responded happily.
”Forget it...little Johnson doesn't want to be entangled in this matter, but it is important to hurry, turn around and walk south, ”Goodbye!”
”If you go to the Warcraft Forest, you need to go north... Merlin kindly reminds you.
”Go north~” Chrissy followed her father's way, echoing her milky voice.
Little Johnson, who was a road idiot, blushed, turned stiffly, lowered his head and walked northward: ”I know!” Yimu novel
”Do you still use you to tell me?!”
”Shout~, nosy...
There is a secluded tavern somewhere in the town, which is different from a messy tavern full of mercenaries. It looks much more formal and only accepts merchants who travel by.
But there are still a few idle mercenaries chatting around the tavern. They are distressed because they haven't hunted down their favorite beasts. Can't afford to drink.
Skinny mercenary: ”Yes, I am envious of seeing other mercenaries spending time and money.
Fatty mercenary: ”No, we have to find a way to get some money.
Skinny mercenary: ”What's going on? The Warcraft Forest is not safe recently. It's the season of the annual Warcraft Wave. The guards of the city are standing by. The group of Warcraft is even more brutal than usual!
Fatty Mercenary: ”It is very dangerous now, but for our two brothers, isn’t it also a chance to make a fortune? Don’t forget, many high-level monsters sleep forever, and those monsters will wake up and become active as soon as the season of the monster tide comes. We figured out a way to vote, enough for us to eat for three years!”
The skinny mercenary: ”This. Isn't it too dangerous? The beasts are frequent at night, so maybe you will run into a group.”
Fatty mercenary: ”What are you afraid of? With our experience, we can easily avoid a large number of monsters. Our goal is to get a lot of money! Go straight to hunt high-level monsters.
Skinny Mercenary: ”Hunting high... Our strength is not enough, it will be very dangerous.
Fatty Mercenary: ”Yesterday I bought a high-level magic scroll with all my belongings.
Skinny mercenary: ”What!? You bought a high-level magic scroll? The first time I saw you so willing to spend money.”
Fatty Mercenary: ”It must be successful this time. As long as we hunt down high-level monsters, we will not lose money, but we have to find a way to attract high-level monsters.
Skinny Mercenary: ”General decoys have limited effects on Warcraft, but Warcraft like to eat babies, and they can appear by smelling it.
This is Merlin holding a bag of fresh apples in his left hand and Chris in his right hand and walking towards this quiet tavern.
”Chrissy, what do you want to drink after going in?”
”I will drink whatever dad drinks!”
”Naughty, you can only drink milk, not ice...”
The pair of fat and thin mercenaries looked back; glanced at each other
The two were silent, the evil thoughts in their hearts just about to move...
Volume 25 The Prologue of the Adventurer Competition 3 The restless night (plus more)
This pub for businessmen to stay overnight looks exceptionally clean. The first floor is a place for guests to drink and chat, and the second floor is a room for people to rest.
The tavern owner was an uncle with a big beard and a stubborn face. He looked fierce and made it clear that his store would not allow mercenaries to enter, otherwise his legs would be discounted.
Merlin first booked a room, and then took Chrissy downstairs for a drink.
He gently put Chrissy on the stool next to him and snapped his fingers. ”A glass of beer, a glass of hot milk.”
”Wait a minute.” The tavern owner got busy, glanced at Merlin, and felt a little curious when he saw that he was still carrying a one or two-year-old child. ”Then... boss, why don't you accept mercenaries here?” Merlin asked curiously.
”I used to be a mercenary. I know the virtues of the mercenaries best in my heart.” The tavernkeeper said harshly, brightening his strong arms to prove that he had taken a knife.
”...Mei Lin scratched her cheek, and a few black lines ran down her forehead, thinking that the mercenaries are indeed mixed and lack management.
Little Kris blinked her big eyes and looked at the tavernkeeper’s big beard, and said gruffly, ”Uncle's big beard is so scary!”
”Chrissy, don't talk nonsense.” Merlin reminded in a low voice.
”Really scared... Kris poked her two fingers aggrievedly.
”Oh? Really?” The tavern owner touched his beard subconsciously, then his old face blushed, and said embarrassingly, ”You can't survive in a small town full of mercenaries without being aggressive.”