Forty-seven: Each performs its duties

Originally, Rorona went out shopping because she was too idle, but the battle of the heroic spirit that she had inexplicably met was over. At the same time, the heroic spirit who was eliminated was also the first heroic spirit - berserker.

This guy, who is not weak in terms of ability and parameters, has become the first participant to be eliminated. Perhaps it is related to losing the constraints of master, or perhaps it is because he encounters an archer who just happens to restrain himself, but no matter how he looks, it is related to the overly low luck e.

However, no one will feel sorry for this. After all, since it is an opponent, there is really nothing to be regrettable about the defeat of the opponent. Moreover, this guy has also tested some of the strength of another hero, or if he really wants to say it, he feels lucky!

Rorona pulled Akalin on the way to the hotel, and it was already getting late.

It is hard to imagine that the extremely dangerous battle of life and death as a hero has lasted for a whole afternoon. It was obviously at noon when it was in chaos at the beginning, and it was almost night when the battle ended... It can be seen what concept the durability ex represents.

"Three pounds and ten silvers are sweeter than first love!" An uncle on the street with a big belly was holding up the slender watermelon knife in his hand and still selling fruits as if nothing had happened. Just as the chaos was over, there were more and more pedestrians on the street, as if nothing had happened.

Because they have become accustomed to such things. In their opinion, they are just two very powerful guys who are resolving personal grudges. If you really want to say something special, you will do it too much and have reached the point of being troublesome!

Akalin's gaze around her never moved away from the big belly that was also round like a watermelon sold by the uncle. Even though she had some reason to go shopping before and somehow she turned into watching the battle between two strange heroes, she never felt any dissatisfaction, or she wouldn't have noticed this.

Perhaps even just seeing that strange round belly as much as a watermelon would be enough to recover from any loss.

Compared to this guy's leisurely life, Rorona, who should have been equally leisurely, is not like this. Although it is a good thing to lose one competitor, it also shows another powerful guy coming into her field of vision. I don't know if it's good or bad?

Besides, no matter the speed and mobility that far exceeds Rorona's imagination, the dark barrier alone has already made her feel alert, as if she will lose once it is included, and what kind of situation inside is not known to her outside. It can be said that it is a treasure that knows that it must be paid attention to but does not have relative intelligence.

"Avenger, how about it?" Rorona suddenly asked the empty side.

Just as she finished speaking, the voice of avenger who had been replaced with golden armor gradually appeared from the state of spiritualization - the guy who was always there seemed to have been guarding Rorona's vicinity from the beginning.

Hearing Rorona's question, Avenger was slightly stunned, and then said without hesitation: "I am not interested in that female hero." He was so decisive that it seemed that something irresistible.

Rorona covered her forehead and sighed softly. She had known for a long time that although this guy usually looks like a competent knight, he actually has all kinds of weird things as a hero, such as being a gay man, or actually only likes men... It seems that only if he is weird enough, he will become a hero.

"I didn't ask you this! I asked if you have any chance of winning against that old woman's heroic spirit!" He sighed and said, in fact, Rorona's answer to Avenger was not surprising.

"There is no need for such a comparison!" As decisive as ever, Rorona's question was answered as soon as she fell.

Rorona: "Ha?"

"No matter how the times develop, the only thing is that has never changed. Just like animals fight each other in order to obtain mating rights, the showdown between the "sleeping" between other men is exactly my philosophy as the king on the battlefield!" avenger said seriously.

"The only ones who can fight me are real men. I don't accept the challenge of the villains. Their dirty blood will only make my armor dirty. I can't feel anything. Similarly, I have never had a slight idea of ​​duel for the female hero in front of me..." He said in a very serious tone and hurt words to Rorona.

This guy... Actually, this long passage expresses only the meaning of his only liking men, right? But the biggest question is how he said such inconsistent words with a serious expression! Rorona couldn't help but think that even the topic was far away for a while.

"That's the opponent that makes me unable to mention the fighting spirit at all. So master, I'm sorry I'm lost my companion." As he said, it seemed as if he didn't even want to waste time on this topic for a moment. He bowed slightly, and then the figure slowly turned into a spirit and disappeared. What he really wanted to say... it was like taking a break before Rorona had not issued any order to kill Archer immediately!

"Ha..." Only the stunned Rorona was left.

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Just behind the opposite direction of Rorona and Akalin walking towards the hotel, this time, they not only achieved their original purpose of buying soy sauce, but also killed a servant. At the same time, Ge Ping and Archer, who had roughly confirmed the strength of Archer, were walking towards the hotel they rented.

Unexpectedly, the trip that only came out of worrying that Archer would cause trouble when he went out to buy soy sauce would cause trouble! It can be said that he satisfied three "wishes" at once! Ge Ping thought to himself in a good mood.

If he had any worries about his servant who had summoned him with confidence before, then there was no need to worry at this time - Archer is the strongest! Even berserker must hate him obediently in front of her! As he had expected at the beginning, Archer is undoubtedly the highest-level hero!

All such heroes were born with legendary colors, not other ordinary small events! At least they should be as good as the legendary Knight King Unified Empire! So, what kind of legend did you bear during your lifetime? Ge Ping looked at the archer who followed him respectfully and thought.

While he is strong, he also respects the master very much... is he close to the perfect servant? If there is no such thing as memory confusion! No, even if this is included, he is a perfect servant! Archer felt happy when he thought of this.

"archer, good job!" Ge Ping was in a good mood and praised Archer rarely, and at the same time stuffed the soy sauce he just bought into Archer's hands.

Archer, who was praised by Ge Ping, also smiled, and the wrinkles on her face almost squeezed into a chrysanthemum. For her, when she thought of the process of humiliating the berserker in the dark room, she became excited - such playful toys are rare!

The feeling of stabbing the needle into the flesh and blood of berserker was a little worse than that of Ziwei! Thinking of the archer with a name in my memory, his face became ferocious again, and at the same time, Ge Ping beside him shivered.

"Hmph! How dare you challenge Master Wansui? I really feel that I have a long life!" Archer said with a cold snorting.

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something. Archer turned to look at Ge Ping and said respectfully: "But the emperor has a noble status, so just leave the little things to me to do!"

Ge Ping will never forget that this guy had a bad record of killing a vendor selling sesame cakes. This "perfect" servant is obviously an archer who can act alone, but it is a strange existence that makes Ge Ping completely unwilling to let her act alone! More than once I imagined that this guy is actually the berserker who relies on master most, right?!

"No, it's not good to hide in the room all day." But such words were obviously not spoken in person, and Ge Ping shook his head and refused.

However, these ordinary words made Archer suddenly think of something and his eyes lit up.

"So that's it. Is the emperor's private visit now?" asked in surprise, and the light bulb or exclamation mark appeared on his forehead.

Although he didn't know what to visit in private, after getting along for a long time, Ge Ping knew that it was necessary to face this heroic spirit to understand a certain degree of response, so he nodded: "Big...probably."

Archer's eyes were even brighter, and then he clamped the soy sauce bottle on his left arm, and his right arm only held Ge Ping's arm bend, showing a happy but chilling smile on his face.

"Then let me be your little peach blossom!" As he said that, he pulled Ge Ping forward with great force.

Ge Ping looked at the servant who suddenly became excited in surprise in surprise, and for some reason he had a bitter expression on his face that he wanted to be forced to be beaten - although he didn't know why, he always felt that it was strange to unfold.

Ge Ping's private visit to the public started inexplicably without even knowing about it.

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At this time, Ge Ping, who had inexplicably been in a strange progress, did not notice that there were two figures watching him and Archer silently because of the chaos of memory, Archer, who had lost the pride of observation that Archer was proud of, did not notice it.

Standing silently at the top of the bell tower, one was a bearded man wearing a white robe and holding his head in white cloth, and was dressed in a Western Region atmosphere, while the other was a man wearing a rigorous black dress, with meticulous leather boots and hairstyles. This black and white combination, but both heroic spirits, was quietly looking at Ge Ping and Archer not far away.

Looking at Archer's slightly bloated figure, Assassin felt his throat dry, touching his neck impatiently, saying, "...You said, isn't this heroic spirit the weak person who can be dealt with first?"

Archer's previous insulting attack had left him with a psychological shadow. Although fear and anxiety-like negative emotions were a shame for the heroes with names in their lifetime, Assassin was not an open-minded guy during his lifetime. Besides, fear did not mean giving up on confrontation.

The caster in black nodded without any objection: "Indeed, but at the same time, do you think any of the people who can become heroes are weak?" but then asked immediately.

"..." Assassin was silent. He clearly said that he wanted to avoid conflict with the other party, but at this time he immediately proposed to launch a plan to exclude the other party in a priority way - what he said before was like putting a p... Does this guy completely treat me and Jobs and I as guys who can fool you at will?

Without caring about the impatient thoughts of the temporary allies around him, the caster continued, as if for him, Assassin's idea didn't need to be reliable: "This hero is not something we can deal with easily, but I have never had the idea of ​​defeating her directly."

Seeing the other party talking freely, this guy was completely led by the nose! Assassin thought, although it was an ally at this time, it was dominated by the caster party. This was entirely caused by Jobs' complete laissez- why is it like this? Are you willing to be the other party's soldier? Is it really just because a businessman is not good at it? Jobs!

Assassin also couldn't see through this guy, but it did not hinder Assassin's trust in him.

"It is estimated that it is at least agility that exceeds A, and it also has a treasure that is enough to kill the berserker with durable ex. It seems that in the master, there is no danger of insufficient magic supply... All of this is enough to give me, well... we pose a threat!" caster continued.

"But at this time, this tricky guy has one of his biggest weaknesses - perhaps because he summoned something small mistake. She was in the stage of memory chaos and knew nothing about the war she should have fought this time. Such a flaw opened the biggest gap for us!"

"You want to..." Assassin suddenly realized something.

"If you do a good job, as long as you kill her master directly, there is no need to take the risk of fighting this hero. This guy's memory chaos is our greatest opportunity, but it is impossible to determine whether she will gradually blend with this era as the process progresses slowly, so that the repair of incomplete memories can truly become one of the followers of this game!"

caster nodded and said, but at the same time he had a little helplessness in his tone. As he said, if possible, this guy would be better left to other forces to solve it, but even he could not be sure whether there was a heroic spirit who could defeat this guy alone!

After all, even berserker was defeated without any expectations. Even the caster was quite afraid of the strange effect of the dark barrier treasure. And if this hero is not solved in time, it would probably be even more difficult to suppress when she awakened.

But no matter how strong the other party is, no matter how strong the other party says, there is only one heroic spirit, while there are two on their own. Although it is a bit inferior, in some cases, the gap in manpower is the main factor that determines whether the plan is successful or not.

"So, are we the ones who should hurry up at this time? Exclude this guy before he truly awakens." Assassin said, staring at the slightly bloated figure in the distance and wondering what he was thinking.

"Ah, that's it." The caster replied, and then the figure slowly disappeared into spirits. Before disappearing, he reminded him: "Assassin, stare at them! If he doesn't help, he must confirm the hidden place of the other party... No one is more competent in this matter than you. Didn't he escape from the dark treasure before?"

"The only survivor in front of that treasure so far!" said this, but the figure had completely disappeared.

This guy... was actually ordering me! Assassin thought, his face also became gloomy. The other person's words made him displeased, especially the last sentence, which seemed to deliberately reveal his scars. Is the 25-year-old magician's arrogant pride? A guy who looks down on others.

But now is not the time to break up with the other party. Assassin doesn't think that Jobs is a guy who is willing to be a supporter. That guy has a carry heart! Although he is not very clear, Jobs undoubtedly has his own plan.

Assassin frowned at the two figures gradually moving away below, and sighed: "Forget it, safety is the first priority, just watch from afar."

He took out the "sniper rifle". This treasure that was born as a sniper was already completely used by him to pursue the target. But the caster was right. There is indeed nothing more suitable for such a thing than assassin. At such a long distance, even a normal archer may not be able to discover it...

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In the basement of the caster association, caster's figure slowly appeared in the air, and then he ushered in the eyes of the association president.

President: "How?"

"Assassin has been allowed to follow him. After mastering the other party's location, you can take action at any time..." The caster said lightly. Although the master ahead was his, he actually made the decision most of the time.

After saying that, he looked at the basement, who was named Jobs, who was separated from them by countless magic barriers and was also a layman master. The magic barrier between them showed that one side had never truly trusted him, even if the other side did not have any harm.

"Thanks to Assassin, I am not good at caster's things like this," caster said.

"No, no...that's what we should do." Jobs, who was playing a chess game alone in a corner of the basement, raised his head and smiled after hearing the caster's words, then lowered his head and focused on his chessboard - his enemy was himself.

He lowered his head and showed a strange smile, but he was not seen by others. He continued, as if he had supplemented the previous words, "Because everyone has their own duties..."

As he said that, he pushed the queen of White Chess to the black Chess' cavalry.
Chapter completed!