It wasn't until it was completely dark that Durul finally came back drunk.
He is an unshaven middle-aged man wearing hard leather armor. Even when he goes out drinking, he is still fully armed.
A long dagger, two throwing knives, a throwing axe, a crossbow, a powerful bow, a fully automatic pistol, a long sword, plus a bottle hanging on the waist Bottles and jars... This is the value of the "Survival Expert" professional feature of having no disadvantages in all-terrain combat.
He was born in Black Hawk and grew up in the mountains, so he naturally became a good hunter. But he did not choose to join the mercenary group and become a notorious war mercenary. Instead, he chose to leave his hometown and go to other countries to become bodyguards for adventurers and archaeologists.
This day is quite comfortable and comfortable.
Duluer is one person who can feed the whole family without any worries.
He was a homeless prodigal who died at some point - without parents, wife, children, master or apprentice. So he didn't have any scruples. All the money you get from doing tasks is used for food, drink, and fun, and then used to upgrade equipment.
Don’t keep a penny, spend it all.
Whenever you run out of money, just find a job - anyway, if you fail in the mission, you will be in trouble. It is much more comfortable than dying without spending all the money.
And a fourth-level "survival expert" doesn't have to worry about work, nor does he have to worry about finding a job when he runs out of money. As a result, after all this time, he has gained a famous name in the industry called "Vagabond".
He originally took "Encyclopedia" and "Kitten" to eat and drink. Turns out neither of them wanted to get drunk, so they went back in the afternoon. The wanderer stayed inside, hugging the woman, listening to the song, and playing cards with the wizards. The dozen lasted all day long, and I lost all the change I had on me before I went home satisfied.
"Old man, I'm back!"
The wanderer was drunk and shouted at the iron gate in front of the villa: "Open the door!"
Of course he had the key, but he was too lazy to open it.
As soon as he screamed, his ears suddenly twitched.
Three, four, five...seven, eight?
...Why is there so much breathing sound inside?
The wanderer wiped his face and woke up instantly. As the power of adaptation circulated, the alcohol in his body was detoxified and dissipated in the blink of an eye.
He frowned slightly, his eyes becoming sharp and serious. Subconsciously, he stretched out his fingers and flexibly checked whether the position of his equipment could be accessed at any time.
Immediately, he took out the key and opened the iron door, trying to sneak in carefully.
At this moment, someone walked out of the villa.
That was the trap master who went drinking with him at noon, codenamed "Kitten".
In their line of work, they usually give themselves a code name. Its principles and promotionThe ceremony is similar but different... The purpose of protecting the real name in the promotion ceremony is mainly to prevent offending others - for example, killing the teammates who entered the promotion ceremony with the opponent, or interrupting the promotion of the opponent during the promotion ceremony, and then the other party Come to take revenge in reality.
There are people who are willing to admit defeat, but they are very few. Promotion rituals above the third level often cause permanent soul damage, and not everyone can swallow the feeling that their future is ruined.
If you cut off my future, I will kill your whole family - this happens too.
The mercenaries use pseudonyms mainly to prevent them from being cursed by demonologists or spellcasters after revealing their real names.
As long as you have the designated curse medium and know the other party's real name and a small amount of information, you can impose a curse.
After all, everyone knows that these mercenaries are rich and have nothing to do. It is difficult to find high-level priests to help lift the curse. People often get a few difficult curses, and then send a letter to extort money. After sending the money to a designated location, the curse will be lifted for you.
That’s it if you can really save money and avoid disaster. But more often than not, when the other party is short of money, they will immediately think of this "good friend" and then use the curse again to ask for money.
If reverse tracking is not possible to locate the specific location of the Curse Master, this blackmail will often last a lifetime. There are also some more unscrupulous employers who will "give themselves up". That is to say, hire a group of mercenaries, use the name of interview to get the real information of the other party, and then collect the other party's belongings during the mission. After paying the commission, find the curse master to extort the other party, so as to get the money back. Maybe even more.
"Kitten" is also an adaptor of the fourth energy level, so he and "Vagabond" have similar interests.
She is short and has short dark gray hair. She always shrank in the black invisibility cloak and could only see clearly from her nose down. Judging from the shape of her lips and skin, she is not too old, probably in her early thirties at most. There were several threadbare and yellowing strips of cloth wrapped around the wrists and palms of both hands - those should also be some kind of extraordinary items.
Seeing that none of the traps stored in the trap master's hands were activated, and smelling no smoke from her body from a distance, the Drifter felt a little relieved.
"Uncle Drifter!"
The kitten was very anxious: "Why did you come back?"
"Don't worry..."
< p>Realizing that nothing serious had happened, the vagabond yawned again and resumed his drunken and lazy posture: "Anyway, I won't be hungover tomorrow. Don't I just leave tomorrow?< p>"What, are there any distinguished guests? Is it some big shot? "The Drifter asked half sarcastically, half in an insinuating way: "Want to add some people to the team? More money? ”
He doesn’t know much about archeology or history, but he knows a lot about extraordinary knowledge.
If he is willing to recruit six fourth-level extraordinary people to do archeology, it probably doesn’t matter how many years he has.Relics too close.
What’s more, the employer this time...the other party’s strength is not weak. He should be a transcendent himself.
The wanderer has long been prepared to die in the ruins, so he will be drunk today.
According to his understanding of the mage lords of Narcissus Principality, they care about reputation and honor more than anything else. If the ruins this time are old enough, the lord who heard about it will have to send some people in.
If they work it out then, they will be able to pick half of the peaches from this archaeological discovery.
With a little publicity, in a few decades...the archaeologists and employers this time will become the "such and such team" in the records, and only the relevant mage lords will remain. name.
This is not the first time that Drifter has seen this kind of thing.
But he is happy to see this kind of thing - anyway, the archaeological results have nothing to do with him.
If the mage lord wants to recruit someone, he must be a powerful mage such as an "heir" to help him brush up his qualifications. At least he must be someone the lord likes; he will also give extra They stuffed some money and gave away some equipment as "sponsorship." While the safety is improved, the income is also increased... wouldn't that be beautiful?
As for taking care of children - then he knows better.
As long as he shamelessly invites the other person to drink, brag and play cards, and occasionally compliment him, not many rebellious young people will become enemies with him.
"...He is indeed a big shot."
The kitten nodded.
The wanderer followed Mao Mao and asked casually: "The person brought by the Archmage?"
The other party did not use a code name. After all, he was a big shot and was not afraid of ordinary people. degree of curse. And he usually makes public appearances, and this is not the case. But precisely because of this, Drifter can't remember the other person's name.
"It's bigger than that."
As he approached the door, the kitten's voice became lower.
She whispered: "You can't be disrespectful to adults..."
...Oh, I want to see which big shot is so arrogant.
The rogue sneered, not taking Kitty's words to heart at all.
He has no home, no job, and no worries. If you are in a hurry, just have a fight with the other person. His life is not worth anything anyway. It wouldn't be a bad idea if everyone fell into the river of dreams together...
...but there is no need to involve others.
The wanderer thought so, took two quick steps and rushed to the kitten, and pushed open the door of the living room.
Under the bright light of the rune lamp, the crowd gathered together.
Hearing this, the blond young man in the middle of the crowd turned around and smiled gently: "Is this the Drifter?"
The young man had two strange heads on his head. The bulge reminds the wanderer of a deer growing antlers.
——The bright and warm radiance allowed the Drifter, a survival expert, to capture the identity of the other party.
Survival experts can rely on intuition to keenly judge the opponent's occupation type and put up to six labels on the opponent. The tags customized by Drifter are "good at poison", "good at curses", "good at illusions", "spell caster", "healer", "can see through invisibility". Every time he looks at someone, If the opponent meets one of these six conditions, the "most suitable tag" will be automatically triggered and the opponent's strength will be roughly judged.
When he looked at the other person's identity, he clearly perceived the other person's occupation.
That is a "healer".
And it is far stronger than myself...that is to say, the fifth energy level.
Coupled with the thorn patterns on the opponent's body...this kind of luxurious robe...
...My dear, he can't be a cardinal, right?
Human Cardinal? No, it doesn't seem to be a human being. How can a human being grow horns...
The wanderer thought so and looked at the white-haired female companion next to the young man.
The delicate and beautiful face looks distorted like a doll. But Drifter knew that it was best not to even take a look at this kind of extraordinarily beautiful woman... If he hadn't already collected the deposit, he would have turned around and ran away when he saw her.
As long as it is easy to see to a certain extent, contact for any reason is dangerous. It's just that the source of the danger is different.
And his "crisis intuition" also determined the opponent's professional type...
——It was determined as: [Good at illusions].
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