Alix put away the newspaper in his hand, folded it carefully, and then put it back on the newspaper stand.

He raised his head and nodded gently into the newspaper booth, grabbed an Imperial Eagle-headed silver coin with his fingers, and pressed it on the newspaper.

“No need to look for it.”

The boss of the newsstand saw more people who came to see newspapers and publications for free, but fewer people paid than they saw. Moreover, he couldn't find the value of the eagle-headed silver coin. He looked at the weird man and opened his mouth, but found that the other party had disappeared in the vast crowd.

And while this long-famous magician put back the newspaper.

Thousands of miles away, Ravenstock, north of the empire, was stepping into the hall of the only adventurer guild in the town. This ancient guild had already spread across several major continents before the arrival of the callers.

Whether it is Kaurin-Ishurien, Rotao, Cintaan, or even the giant trees with trunks, they were not as prosperous as before, but in recent years they have become increasingly prosperous under the ubiquitous callers.

In the hall, the owner of one of the boots was clamoring loudly. The short little guy had the biggest voice and frowned. He almost thought that a hundred dwarfs had come and rushed into the Adventurer Guild.

But in fact, the person who spoke was a Paparal, dressed neatly and wore a hood. If it weren't for the huge crossbow on his back, people would almost think it was a gentleman Sangshak who was traveling outside.

However, the real Paparals were shy, introverted and gentle. When they were traveling outside with their canes, they won a good reputation for the hilly areas of Rosharia with pleasant climate.

What about this one? It was a raven that was quarreling, which made people feel upset, and it was more like a mechanism for telling the time on the clock. Even the height was not much different. In fact, at this time, Luo Hao was thinking about how to hang this one on the wall to see if he could block the latter's chattering mouth.

"Look at this," Parker tried to stretch his hand as straight as possible. Although it was not too long, it could reach the latter's sash belly - Luo Hao looked at the scene with his head down and frowned. Although the Paparals had a brand new device on his hands, the surface of the hammered shaped was covered with marks, not like a magical equipment, but like a work of art.

But in fact, this is popular among some craftsmen, especially the madmen of Fire Hammer. The device is a bit like a rocket flying fist of a square leopard, but there is a harpoon launch device on it. "This is a new thing popular in the Musketeers Association. Do you know how exaggerated it is? This thing was actually invented by that guy."

"The leader's rocket fist?"

"Absolutely," Parker shouted, "but this was not his first creation. He also plagiarized the creativity of the Brotherhood. The Nightingales had long used claw hooks, and the guy had learned the skills of the thief."

"But the one used by the thieves is nothing more than an ancient tool, which is bulky and inconvenient, and can only be manually done. It may not be that easy to get you flying around the eaves and walls."

"Shut up, box."

"I didn't say anything." The box replied plainly, "It was my magic sword that was talking."

He deliberately said the second half of the sentence gloomy.

The Paparal people had goose bumps on their backs, "What, but what I obviously heard was your voice."

"Nonsense, because you can't hear my magic sword," the box replied, "I retelled it."

“It’s very well conveyed,” commented the Paparalian, “don’t convey it in the future.”

The magic sword Gwenders chattered in his arms, and his voice came from under the scabbard in a muffled voice, "You don't have to tell me, there is nothing to talk about between me and those ordinary people."

"Especially that dwarf melon." It focused on evaluating.

"It says you're a dwarf melon."

"who!"

Parker was so angry that he jumped, "I just replaced a new formula of explosive crystal dust from the Musketeers Association. Ask you if you want to try my new grenade with that damn sword!?"

The Paparal people angrily adjusted the elastic belt behind their butt and shouted angrily.

Luo Hao felt that it was absolutely wrong to apply for the two people to take care of them. He rubbed his swollen forehead with his chubby hands and sighed and said, "Don't make a noise, look over there."

On the counter of the Adventurers Guild, reports about the Mainland League are coming from the crystal projector.

Next to the erect crystal, the cute girl was looking at the three people with disgust.

It can be seen that he is also a caller.

The convener sometimes works in the adventurer guild, and for the newcomers, reception is the easiest job. Indigenous people are often not used to the unexpected conversations of the convener, but the convener himself is very adaptable.

But adaptation is also limited.

"Yo," Parker whistled, his tone not getting more sour, "that guy is famous again."

The box looked as expected and did not intend to comment on it.

In his opinion, his regiment commander should be omnipotent. Although it is still questionable at the level of combat, it is not a matter of course to defeat those alchemists who can't even fight?

Luo Hao listened carefully to the news in the crystal. They headed all the way to Avochik (the capital of the Empire) to find a legendary caster who could seal the magic sword. They had collected some useful information along the way. They originally planned to report it to the Qihai Traveler, but they did not expect that the mainland league would have a result first.

He could imagine the situation in the community at this moment. After all, it was the best achievement in previous years. Not to mention the decline, it was worth a book even in the golden age ten years ago.

But this fat man is no longer the outsider mentality of being a super competitive league audience. If it were in the past, he might have given some advice on the news in the community, but now he has lost that interest.

He was about to talk about the Qihai Brigade, and at the same time, he told these two people to make the movement less. The Qihai Brigade has become different from the past. Because of the leader, the forces and organizations of the market should be paid more and more attention to their power and organizations in the market from now on.

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But before he could speak, a strange voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them, "Sir, the famous Seven Seas Brigade, I would like to greet you all here."

"Oh, no."

“Good morning!”

Luo Hao and Parker were both surprised and turned around in that direction. The box raised his eyebrows vigilantly, held the scabbard of the magic sword Gwenders, and placed his other hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to unsheath the attack at any time.

"Wait, wait," the 'person' who appeared behind them-or was hardly a man, a rusty doll, dressed in a decent black dress and a high hat, waving his hands at them.

There was a gray owl standing on the doll's shoulder. Oh, a long-eared owl, staring at each of them with fierce eyes.

"Everyone, I have no kindness—"

"No, there is no malice."

"What did I see?" The Paparal's eyes widened in surprise. "Creating the construct can speak?"

"No, it's not, this is just my servant, please look here."

The three of them were slightly stunned, and then they realized that it was not the doll that was speaking. It was the gray bird standing on the doll's shoulder, the owl and the long-eared owl, spreading its wings to try to attract their attention: "Introduce yourself--"

"So an owl can talk?" Parker interrupted in surprise. "It even has a constituent servant who wants to introduce himself to us?"

"It's not surprising that owls can talk," said Luo Hao. "You have met one in Elpaxin before, have you forgotten?"

"Oh," Parker looked dazed, "I remember, but how do you know?"

"You told me."

Luo Hao looked at this guy like he cared for his mentally retarded.

"No," the owl looked at them fiercely, although it was probably not from its own wishes, but from its natural expression. "It is not an owl, but a long-eared owl. We are a wise race. Since you have met a long-eared owl like me somewhere else, it may be my tribe who lives there."

"That's great," the box held his magic sword and kept a vigilant distance from the other party, "so you'd better explain why you eavesdropped on us, how could you know we were members of the Seven Seas Brigade?"

His tone became cold, "I understand, are you from the Death Arrival Guild?"

"Uh," Luo Hao pressed the guy behind him, and then they were gone, "Okay, Mr. Long-eared Owl, what's wrong with you? As you can see, you'd better report your intention, otherwise my companion might have some stress."

"Don't be nervous, everyone," the owl said in a strange tone. "I have no malice. I, Yulis, is a professional investor in the Transformation Foundation."

"That's great," Luo Hao thought about the Lawshizi Foundation, but he had never heard of such a name after thinking for a long time.

He thought about it and subconsciously refused, "Mr. Ulis, we have no interest in investment products, or other products, or flyers, and we have rejected seventeen or eighteen along the way."

"I'm different from them," replied Owl Ullis, "I'm interested in your team. I heard that you have no one yet. Is the Seven Seas Brigade willing to cooperate with the Transformation Foundation?"

Luo Hao thought that even if they wanted to cooperate with others, they would not cooperate with a foundation of unknown origin.

Besides, that was not a category he could decide. He interrupted directly: "If you want to talk about cooperation, it is best to go to our leader. As you can see, he is in Apenand, or you can go to Ayinblock to wait for him-"

The owl moved his claws on the shoulders of his mechanical servant, and his eyes turned, "But I heard you are looking for a master casting craftsman."

"It's a legendary caster." The box opened.

"It's almost the same," the owl waved his wings. "Maybe I have any news about the casting master, are you interested?"

Luo Hao was slightly stunned and couldn't help but stop. He looked back at the Paparals. There was no normal time for the box among the three to involve his magic sword. Although the Paparals were a little unreliable, they were at least still a normal person.

"I understand, are you going to sell us some news?"

Sure enough, when it comes to business negotiations, the Paparal people's natural greed nature immediately gained the upper hand. He didn't even have to think about it and found a reason: "But we don't know if your news is worth it?"

He boasted himself: "You know now that in front of you are members of the three famous Seven Seas Brigade."

In order to emphasize his words, the short man climbed onto a chair beside him and tried to sit on an equal footing with the owl.

But the cute girl's eyes were getting sharper and sharper, and the rag in her hand was tightly clenched, and her eyes looked like two sharp swords, trying to poke two transparent holes into the Paparal people on the chair.

Parker was unconscious of this and continued: "You can trust the credibility of the Qihai Brigade, but how can we trust you?"

Luo Hao sighed, but these words were not exaggerated.

The owl actually took out a monocle glasses from his feathers and put them on his beak, staring at them and said, "You may have made a mistake. Ulis is not a news dealer, he is a professional investor. I want to invite you to attend a secret technology conference."

"Secret...technology, press conference?"

Luo Hao had a little difficulty connecting the news with what they were looking for, "What is that?"

"The Fire Hammers' party," replied Owl Ulis, "you know that those dwarves have a technology club in the Empire, and they will announce some new technology at the salon, and there is a small auction there. There is a star anchor for sale."

Star anchor.

Luo Hao immediately captured the key information.

The star anchor itself is a magic product, but its core requires the participation of casters. Moreover, behind those high-precision star anchors, there are often superb casters, and there are not necessarily those with the level they are looking for.

"How is it?" asked Ulis. "The Foundation is very interested in those excellent teams and does not mind showing kindness to you. If you are interested, I can take you to this private party."

At this moment, a line of text appears on Luo Hao's system, and the spokesperson shows it as a Paparal:
To be continued...