Thirty-four Pachuli♂go!

In the forest, Rorona and the others were still moving forward, but unexpectedly, the powerful treasure that Kai mentioned was not found, but a heroic spirit was found, or it was not found at all, but he took the initiative to deliver it to his door...

The golden armor and hair, tall and strong body, and masculine facial features should be perfect according to the level of a man. Perhaps wearing blue work clothes in the toilet of the small park, the zipper of the clothes will be opened, and passersby will sigh, "Well, a good man!" Maybe!

But it is precisely this that makes Rorona feel extremely strange.

What the automatically appeared heroic spirit did was also explaining that Rorona felt absolutely nothing wrong - standing in front of Rorona in a dignified posture, saying "Are you my master?", he made a vow of loyalty, but his eyes kept floating towards Kai and Jack next to him. The tongue that occasionally licked his lips, Rorona could completely feel that this guy was not simple!

For some reason, the inexplicable hero seemed to be very interested in Jack and Kai, but because Kai tightly closed the door of the carriage and locked himself inside, he could only find Jack who was driving outside the carriage: "Do you want help? boy!" At the same time, one hand had already put on Jack's thigh.

"Puff..." Seeing this scene, Rorona, who was drinking tea, sprayed the tea aside. Although she had already noticed something, she still felt unacceptable to seeing this powerful evidence.

Even if she really wanted to say to this guy, "I don't need you, can I change the girl's heroic spirit?" or "You have been fired, go back to the office to sort out your things, and don't use it to work tomorrow", she regrets that even she herself felt that it was impossible - this heroic spirit seemed to have been bound to herself, constantly consuming her magic to continue to exist here.

"Rolona, ​​save me!" Jack in the carriage was sending such a look to her. Although he wanted to break free from this disgusting heroic spirit, his aura had been completely locked by the other party and could not break free at all.

Looking at Jack's sad face as if he was being ~p by a group of strong men, Rorona felt unbearable and called out to her servant: "Hey, come here, I have something to ask you. Are you saying... Because of this inexplicable ring, I summoned you as a hero? And I have to forcefully participate in some extremely dangerous activity?"

Perhaps this heroic spirit has a bad hobby in some aspects, but he still has the advantages of being a conscientious servant. After hearing the words of the master, he immediately let go of the boy who seemed quite charming to him, walked towards Rorona, bowed and replied seriously like an upright knight, "That's right, my-master... and compared to me who fights directly head-on, you as a master are even more dangerous."

Seeing this guy's respectful look, even Akalin, who became transparent again due to the side effects of special skills, was shocked - maybe this guy is still quite serious?

However, such thoughts would not appear in Jack's thoughts. At this time, he showed a grateful look to Rorona, expressing undoubtedly the meaning of "I can't thank you for your kindness."

"Because it is very difficult to kill a powerful hero, but if the master is relatively low in the level, and the in-service introduction is extracted, and the magic power is relatively incomplete, it will be much simpler. As long as the master who provides magic power dies, the hero will soon disappear in this world." The golden hero continued.

Ha? No wonder I think the magic power has recovered more slowly! Rorona finally confirmed this after hearing this, but compared to the magic power that is consumed all the time, she cares more about being in danger for no reason, and she is just being shot while lying down!

"No, I have no interest in such a boring game! Is it possible to abstain?" Rorona frowned and said. According to her current state, it was already so difficult to deal with a high-level monster before. If she faced a heroic spirit with at least lv5, there would be no possibility of survival.

"Is this... this? If the master has no intention of fighting, I have no choice..." Unknown Yingling murmured, extremely disappointed, but he still did not object to Rorona's decision. He seemed to be a guy who was extremely loyal to his master.

Ha? He agreed so simply? Even Rorona was stunned for such a smooth progress. She thought this guy would definitely get angry or try to convince herself or something.

"Is it really wise to give up the great advantage in this way?" At this moment, words suddenly came from the carriage.

Kai stretched out half of his body from the car window and said, although he was talking about Rorona's current problem, his eyes fell on Jack in the driver's seat, with a gloating smile, as if he knew everything that happened outside just now.

"What did you say?" Rorona was stunned--didn't this guy want to tell me to die, right? He used his human body to fight against those famous heroes and other heroes...

"He just said that in addition to being shared with part of the magic power, the master will also lose its mark, which means that the combat power will be greatly reduced and even unable to fight. But isn't there any difference in your words? In addition to the fact that magic power is indeed reduced due to the continuous consumption." Kai continued while drinking tea.

"This... is the same." Rorona was stunned and nodded. This was one of the strange things.

"Yes... I was summoned by the master to inherit the archer's job, but although I don't know what method a certain master used to modify his heroic spirit's job, since the archer's heroic spirit has appeared, I can only exist as an additional archer." As if for a moment, the heroic spirit was mentioned by Kai to something that made him care about, and his tone suddenly became serious.

"You can actually choose the Yingling's vocational agency. A guy with such skills is no longer an ordinary person, he is a powerful enemy... If the archer's master encounters, you must be careful!" Yingling said seriously, and raised his left hand as verification: "As for my words... you see, it is different from any other seal, right?"

The strange symbol of "♂" slowly appeared in the hands of this hero, and it was not any of the recruits that Rorona and the others had seen so far. I am afraid that due to that accident, this hero became an additional existence in this game.

"...What a slutty seal." Rorona thought.

"This is probably the unique seal of this hero, which means he is... the eighth hero, Avenger, the Avenger?" Kai put down his teacup. Although he frowned, he looked at Avenger with an interesting gaze.

But he seemed to have ignored something. After discovering that the heroic spirit on the opposite side, who had been confirmed to be avenger, was also staring at him with an ambiguous gaze of interest, he tightened his eyes and lowered his head to continue drinking tea. This was not an existence he could look at.

"I didn't expect you to know a lot?" Rorona looked at Kai in surprise.

The latter waved casually: "That's right, this kind of game that once every fifty years was just mentioned by an old man before... But games that can realize their wishes are so interesting, so I asked a few more questions, but I didn't expect that there would be a time to see it with my own eyes."

"Isn't it useless? But according to you, I still have the advantage of fighting power now?" Rorona lowered her head, bit her thumb and said, thinking.

"Probably, no one can be sure of what will happen in the future, right?" It seems that this guy Kai only learned something from others, and was just a guy who knew nothing about it. He shrugged indifferently.

"It seems very interesting..." Rorona frowned and made a decision, but it was not an important plan, because no matter what, she had entered the game, and she had no way out. If she either won, she would become a step stone for success among some other masters!

"Oh! boy, I actually convinced the master for me! Thank you so much!" Avenger, who had already made the plan to fail, heard that the master seemed to have finally made plans to participate, and his eyes lit up, as if he wanted to express his joy, rushed towards the carriage where Kai was sitting. His tall body seemed to hug Kai to express his gratitude.

"Jie...Jack, stop him, hurry up! stop him!" Kai retreated into the carriage again in panic, and pushed against the door of the carriage hard to prevent the guy from breaking into the door.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry I can't do it!" Jack smiled gloatingly, and even made way for Avenger.

Rorona was silent, and she didn't even care about Kai's safety for a moment. Finally, she stopped thinking: "Okay, let's participate for now, and if such a strange thing is not allowed to end, your magic will always be shared by you... Are you confident? Avenger." Looking at Avenger, who had already opened half of the car door, a terrified face was revealed in the crack of the door.

"Of course! They cannot pose a threat to me. As long as the master wants, I am willing to give you their heads." Once this topic similar to a vocational mission, the avenger will become serious and immediately release his hand that twisted the door lock of the carriage, leaning over and saying respectfully to his master like a knight.

"I'm so confident, my servant..." Rorona said with a certain light flashing in her eyes: "But I have no intention of appearing as the first character."

"Then from now on, you can act alone."

"Do you treat avenger as the command of the archer? It's really a cautious master. Although I prefer to send it quickly and with other servants to get on the phone... But the master's command is absolute." Avenger said in a deep voice.

"From now on the premise that other servants will not notice that you are my master, and look forward to the arrival of the day when you allow me to make a big fuss." Avenger said with his hands holding his shoulders, his body slowly off the ground and drifting into the air. Although the girl's master seemed to be planning tactics that were completely opposite to his personality, at least it could be seen that she was doing a little bit of motivation.

If the master is interested in fighting, it is better than anything else.

"So goodbye, my-master..." Avenger rose to a height that almost made Rorona and the others lose their target: "Of course, there are those two cute boys!"

This guy was probably accidentally opened by Rorona and suddenly forgot their disgust for each other. He hugged each other excitedly and discussed adding dishes tonight. When he heard this guy's last words, his anus suddenly became cold, like falling into an ice cellar...

"Pachuli♂go!" After shouting an inexplicable slogan, he disappeared in vain.

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In a huge city, as a large supply station, in addition to the sufficient supply items, there are also various associations that can help the stamp holders. Although they are only spontaneously organized, as long as they are in a human society, associations such as associations will have the rationality that should exist... For example, the caster association.

On the other side of this city, there is a hotel that is quite famous in this area. It is different from the cheap hotel rented by Gepao, but it is a more upscale existence.

But it was just now that it was just nightfall that a blonde lady was sleeping tiredly in a gorgeous room. She came here after a long distance because she was lost with her guardian. Before she could enjoy a comfortable hot bath, she fell asleep peacefully on the soft big bed, even without even covering the quilt.

The lamps next to the big bed still shine brightly, and it was in this situation that the girl could still fall asleep so deeply. You can imagine her tiredness now - whether it is because she has traveled through the forest with her undeveloped young body, or the activity of a heroic existence with her immature strength.

With a "bang", the desk lamp that was still on just now was turned off instantly. This was a room with only one person... and the doors and windows that were tightly closed were developed like a supernatural story.

In the dark room, a tall black figure suddenly appeared in the area near the bed - a domineering black big weapon, with meticulous black hair, as if a guy with a special armband with some weird magic, appeared as a mysterious hero who appeared in the Lancer job introduction.

Perhaps before this, he had to add the characteristics of a red scarf on his neck, but now this red scarf that was valuable enough for him has been brought to the arm of the girl on the bed - this thing that should have been solemnly worn on the collar of the neck, but was tied to her arm because the child just said "So rustic!".

Lancer was so serious that he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and suddenly remembered the idea of ​​"This thing is so rustic, not handsome at all". Once upon a time he had it.

Lancer shook his head, drove out his unnecessary thoughts, and covered the little master below with a quilt. Now it is no longer time to watch the changes. It is simply impossible to control heroic spirits with such a weak power. Not to mention that the summoned heroic spirits will be restricted. Moreover, in the current situation, even if Lancer maintains a magic-saving spirit state all day long, the speed of the child consuming magic power exceeds the recovery speed.

Maybe I won’t feel anything now, but as the summoning time grows longer, the child will sleep longer and longer.

"It's so sad. For a twelve-year-old child, such a battle is too cruel." Lancer murmured, pushing open the large window of the room, and the cold night wind suddenly poured into the room. But as Lancer thought, this level was not enough to wake up the master who relied on deep sleep to replenish his magic power.

If possible, Lancer also wants to hide himself for a longer time to wait for the opportunity to kill with one blow, but unfortunately... time is more precious to him now than time!

"If the time is not right, then I will create it directly!" Lancer jumped out of the window.

Don’t you want to come out first? Well, let me start... Let me see, what should I choose to be the first fallen follower?

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"Come on, master, it seems that we are inviting us." A voice came from the dark basement of the caster association.

This should only work in special times. It gathers the spells portrayed by all casters in the association. The places that are known as the association's highest defense force are now full of people. It is not like holding a meeting, but like a master who just wants to protect one person - the caster hero who has lost his own seal.

"It seems like a hero who is confident in his strength." said the man sitting on a chair in the middle of the basement, wearing a black robe unique to the caster association: "Is that true? caster."

"Ah..." He answered that the only guy on the court who was not wearing a black uniform, not only did he not wear a battle uniform that suited the caster, but he was even wearing a neat dress. He looked like a businessman who was about to go out to talk about business, but more like a caster.

"Really, are we too lucky? I thought about watching the abilities of other servants for a long time, but I didn't expect that we would be the first one to come to us. This way, unless we directly escape and refuse to fight, it will undoubtedly expose some of your abilities."

"Who knows... Maybe your luck is really bad." The lazy voice.

It seems that it has nothing to do with this, and it is not the conversation between masters and servants who are targeted by other servants, which are just as ordinary as they are in daily life.

But compared to these two parties, the members of the association who assisted him seemed more nervous.

"Zhang... open the barrier! Even lv5 cannot attack this in a short time..." But just after he finished speaking, he was stopped by one of the parties.

"There is no need to waste your kung fu. You can't interfere in the battle of heroes, even as a master, I can't." He still sat upright on the chair and said, "And it's just right to see our achievements - the strength of the caster."

"Then master... I'm leaving." The caster had already walked to the exit of the basement and turned around and said.

"Ah, if you can, just kill him. Of course, if you can't kill directly, you must at least repel him on the premise of retaining more trump cards..." the man in black robe said with a little thought.

"No matter which point it is, it's not easy... It's such a troublesome customer." Caster's voice came from afar, and at the same time closed the metal door in the basement with various defense runes engraved.
Chapter completed!