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054 Fierce Player

Roland slowly drank fruit wine, while slowly looking at other guests in the tavern.

Most of the guests carried various weapons, with fierce temperament, most of them were mercenaries. The abnormality that Roland discovered was that of them.

Before entering the tavern, Roland heard at the door that it was very lively and noisy. When the three of them entered the tavern, the sound suddenly became smaller.

At first, Roland thought that the magic robe on his body was too powerful. After all, the caster had a high status in this world. But then he found that he did have a certain deterrence, but more mercenaries' eyes fell on Hawke and Link.

Although the clothes of these two men were worn and looked very down-and-out, almost all the mercenaries looked fearful in their eyes when they saw them. When they saw the magic robe on Roland, they only showed a sense of "This guy is not easy to mess with".

This is a very obvious difference.

‘This guy is not easy to mess with’, but you can still mess with him.

As for "fear", it is "I don't seem to be a match for this guy, will he jump up and slap me in the face!"

This is the difference between the two.

These mercenaries were afraid of Hawk and Link! Roland came to this conclusion, and then he remembered that Hawk had said before that they had fought a few battles with the gang before they got the place to settle down.

Moreover, he also remembered that a few days ago, Gru of Gray Sand Tavern had told him that in the early days, there were two golden sons and a nobleman who had just faced the front and threatened that he would never give up if he didn't kill that nobleman.

Roland watched the two players eating meat in big mouthfuls opposite each other, and asked, "Is the things in this place still suitable for your appetite?"

Hawke nodded vigorously while eating: "In this game, I haven't eaten this good meat for a long time. Reality and the two bodies in the game are separated. Although in reality, I have to eat meat every day, as soon as I enter the game, the body will vigorously tell the brain that it wants to eat meat..."

Roland smiled and continued to ask, "Is the wine here OK?"

"Okay." Hawk buried his head in eating.

"Have the nobles killed?"

"Kill..." Hawke suddenly looked up at this time: "I'll go, you'll talk to me."

Link looked up at Roland and continued to eat.

Roland chuckled: "It's not a cliché. Anyway, just investigate it and you can tell if you did it. To be honest, I admire you very much. I actually argued with the nobles."

"That nobleman deserves to die." Hawke's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Roland was a little curious: "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Actually, it's not something worth showing off." Hawke lowered the large piece of meat in his hand, sighed slightly, and talked about the incident.

It turned out that nearly a month ago, Hawke and his friends were making a living in Delbon City. As they said just now, they were speechless and could not even have enough food to eat. They starved to death several times.

Later they were hunting outside the city, and then they barely maintained their life.

But there are not prey in the woods at all times, so they plan to go to the river to see if they can catch some fish.

As a result, a few days later, a child was found by the river, and the bodies seemed to be beggars.

Boys and girls have both, their hearts are opened and their hearts are gone.

Hearing this, Roland's face turned a little pale, and subconsciously pinched his wine glass.

He had guessed what happened and what happened.

As he thought, Hawke and his two ambushed by the river. The next morning they met the person who threw the corpse. They stepped forward and killed the person who threw the corpse. Even though they couldn't speak, they still used gestures and some common words to ask who the main messenger was and why they killed the child.

"Because that nobleman believes that the blood in a child's heart can prolong his youth after drinking it! It's so ridiculous."

Hawke punched the table hard, his eyes covered with blood and he roared.

The roar echoed throughout the tavern, and everyone's voices remained quiet.

Roland sighed and said nothing.

"I'm not happy, I'm very angry. I held the child's body and dragged the corpse to the noble family to question it. Do you know what they said?"

Roland sighed, "It is probably their honor to sacrifice their lives for the nobles."

"Hahaha, I'm worthy of being a wizard, I'm really smart." Hawke said gritting his teeth: "The noble not only did not have any guilt or repentance, but also arrested us and convicted us of a crime of attacking the noble."

Roland didn't expect this.

He gave Hawke a glass of wine and continued to ask, "How did you come out later?"

"It's necessary to come out?" Hawke grinned, "I strangled Link to death in prison, and then hit the wall and committed suicide. After reborn from the Temple of Life, we went straight to the noble manor and rushed in with wooden sticks."

Speaking of this, Roland keenly discovered that the mercenaries around him had become very strange, as if they were a little scared.

"At first we had no combat experience. After killing one or two soldiers with the physical fitness of professionals, they would be beaten to death by them." Hawke's expression was cheerful: "But it doesn't matter. We were reborn in half an hour and rushed into the manor. After killing two or three people, we were cut into pieces again."

Some mercenaries began to leave, and the tavern became quieter and quieter.

Roland turned his head and looked around, then turned around and said in admiration: "A lot of people must have been watching at that time."

"It seems to be quite a lot, but we didn't think so much at that time." Hawke continued: "Every time we died, our combat experience would be improved. Later, on our way to resurrection, some masked people would provide us with some rusty iron weapons. With equipment, we could kill four or five people before we could die. At this time, the nobles began to be a little scared because more than half of his private soldiers were killed or injured. He asked the soldiers to catch us and tied them to the tree, saying that as long as we two became his subordinates and served him for life, he would forgive us and not pursue our sins."

Hearing this, Roland couldn't help laughing.

"I spitted his face on the spot." Hawke slapped the table hard and shouted excitedly: "The nobles thought that if we tied us, we had no choice. Link and I bit off our tongues, and later we found that we could not die like this, so we struggled hard and kept struggling, either holding the rope or dying from strength to strength!"

I'll go!

Hearing this, Roland couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and said in admiration: "You guys are awesome."

Hawke showed a proud look on his face and accepted Roland's respect, while Link seemed a little shy and embarrassed.

"Anyway, after we are resurrected, we will continue to go straight to the noble manor to cut people down." Hawke suddenly sneered: "Then some strange big men came over and told us to be rational and not impulsive, trying to stop us, and some even threatened us, saying that we had committed such a huge thing and offended the nobles, and we would definitely be disgusted by the gods in the future and thrown to the wall of the unbeliever."

Speaking of this, Hawke suddenly stepped on the table on the chair, raised his head and drank the fruit wine, then threw the cup hard to the ground, and roared: "I tell them directly that I can kill the nobleman of the second force, and no one can stop me, even a god, not. Whoever stops me will be accomplices, kill them together!"

A sharp roar echoed throughout the tavern!
Chapter completed!
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