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Volume 4 Violet Tower 765 Ranger Egg

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    There is a new young man on the dock.  ¡Ü¡ÜС¡Ü said, His name is Yi Ge, he has black hair and black eyes, and is thin but has a lot of strength.  He makes a living by carrying bags on the dock. Others carry one bag per trip, but he can carry two bags, earning hundreds of copper coins every day.  What's even more amazing is that while other coolies always have one or two days off every week, he comes every day, as if no matter how heavy the work is, he can't be overwhelmed.  Allegri knew that this was due to the "light godhead" in his body, which gave him outstanding recovery capabilities.  And his strengthened body was no less than that of a mid-level warrior, but he had never practiced martial arts before, so he couldn't make good use of it.  Otherwise, which mid-level warrior would work as a coolie at the dock?  If you have this ability, you can form a gang in the market and dominate.  Even if you don't have the courage, you can easily make several times as much money as a mercenary or guard.  But today is a special case. The coolie Yi Ge, who has been working full time for half a month, came to ask for leave from Brin.  "Finally, you can't bear it anymore?" the old steward asked with a smile, "Yes, it's time for you to take a rest." This young man is down-to-earth and hardworking, never causing trouble, and has nothing to say to anyone.  Even the foreman's bald Barron's attitude has changed. After all, he can take his hair from everyone's hands, and this kid never challenges his authority.  "That's not true," the old steward took good care of him, and Allegri replied politely, "I just heard that there was only one ship arriving at the port in the afternoon, and I happened to have something to do, so I wanted to take half a day off.  "Well, you can go, it's not busy after noon anyway," Brin agreed, "Don't forget to tell Barron before you leave." Allegri nodded, and just turned around, he heard again.  The old steward said, "By the way, there is a suit of clothes on the shelf. You can take it back. Although it is a bit old, you can't wear this tattered robe every day." "Thank you, uncle." Allegri said gratefully,  In this world.  There are good people everywhere.  He hugged the old clothes, said hello to the yellow-faced man Wayne, and informed Barron.  "Why, are you going to meet the girl?" The bald man laughed and said, "Tomorrow. Don't let your legs be so weak that you can't carry a bag." "Don't worry." The others also laughed, including Allegri.  After saying goodbye, he walked west along the causeway.  The big dog Simba waiting at the other end came up to him with his tail wagging, his fur shiny and shiny.  Not only it, Allegri is also a lot stronger.  Compared with sleeping on the beach and eating raw fish and shrimp, they now at least have a house to live in and a bed to sleep on.  There will be no shortage of three meals a day.  Without the suppression of magic power, the "Light Godhead" was unscrupulous, constantly transforming, or in other words strengthening, his body.  He always felt very hungry recently. He touched his belly and then the coins in his pocket.  These days, I actually saved five silver coins, so I can go to the kind-hearted street wizard and return them to him with interest.  Allegri went back to the tavern first to change his clothes.  The robe on him.  It came from the Hersius Valley, and it has been scarred by many storms.  If you wear it for a few more days, your flesh might be exposed.  The door is still unlocked.  Because it's simply not necessary.  He carries the coins with him, and the only possessions in the house are the stick he picked up from the seaside.  The sound of the door latch being pulled down alerted Beverly opposite.  Nightingale, who must have just gotten up, opened the door lazily and asked in a daze.  "What time is it?" "Noon, around one o'clock." Allegri replied casually.  During this period of time, he and this woman became familiar, but because of each other's status, he did not want to have a close relationship.  "So early." Beverly muttered. She was only wearing pajamas, revealing large swaths of naked skin, and traces of heavy makeup could still be seen on her face.  Allegri smiled and did not respond. He just returned to the room and put on the old clothes given by the old steward.  The black uniform is about 70% new. Although the fabric and workmanship are average, at least there is no dirt or damage.  After changing, he washed his hands and face with the remaining cold water in the wooden tray, then stood in front of the window, using the glass as a mirror, arranging his clothes.  His beard was a little long and his hair was messy, but he had neither time nor money to go to a barber shop to trim it.  He folded up the robe he had changed and placed it on the bedside with great care. This was the final tie between him and the mainland.  "Hey, why are you going?" Beverly was leaning against the door, combing her long dark chestnut hair with a wooden comb.  Seeing her plump body curved into an exaggerated curve, Allegri looked away and answered vaguely, "Go find a friend." "Girlfriend?" Beverly chuckled, "If you are lonely at night  , just knock on my door, why are you looking for a girlfriend?"It's a man." Allegri raised his feet to leave, unable to bear her exposure.  "Are you going to go with your hair disheveled like this?" The woman glanced at him, threw something casually, and said with a smile, "I gave it to you, no need to thank me." Allegri took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was an object.  A hair tie for women. ? ******? There is a mirror at the corner of the tavern.  The Brass Compass Tavern is a place of filth and a mixed bag of fish and dragons. Naturally, it does not require exquisite decoration, but it needs to be solid and solid to avoid being torn apart by drunken sailors.  Only this mirror, with its silver-plated glass, is as clean as new and makes people marvel at the superb craftsmanship of Serland Island.  Comparing it with Irlo's hairstyle in his memory, Allegri stood in front of the mirror and tied up his long hair, using the same women's hair tie.  ¡°Compared with before, the outline of the person in the mirror is tougher, with a dense beard climbing up to his cheeks.  Today, he doesn't look like a mage at all, but looks like a down-and-out ranger.  "Let's go." Allegri waved and walked out the door with the big dog.  Along the way he came here that day, he passed through the dock area and walked all the way to the border of Baicheng District.  Unable to go any further, he stopped and sighed.  It was good luck for him to meet Zanava. After chatting with people in the past few days, he learned that lower-class citizens would be whipped if they dared to enter Baicheng District.  If you violate it multiple times, you will even be thrown into an arcane prison for ten days and a half.  What a strict hierarchy, Allegri thought. As far as he knew, beggars and prostitutes were among the lower third classes, while mages and scholars were undoubtedly the upper class citizens.  He stood at the intersection, looking at the other end of the road, hoping to find the middle-aged mage.  White stone buildings and blue brick buildings face each other at a distance.  A clear dividing line is formed.  But there was no result in waiting. A patrol mage also passed by on horseback, but it was not the kind-hearted Zanava.  Until four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun sets in the west.  Allegri shook his head and had to give up temporarily.  There was nothing going on around him, so he walked around nearby. Not far to the north, there was a tall building blocking the street.  The symbol is crossed swords and staffs.  "It should be the Mercenary Guild, right?" he thought. "The only ones that can be related to warriors and mages at the same time are the Mercenary Guild or the Adventurer's Hall." As expected, the familiar service window,  Some of the mercenaries were queuing up, and some were talking loudly in the rest area.  It seems that the mercenary union on Seran Island is not much different from that on the mainland, except for the ratio of mages to warriors.  On the mainland, among ten mercenaries.  It's not bad to find a mage.  And here, mages wearing various robes accounted for more than 70% of the total.  ¡°Man, are you new here?¡± The way he poked his head around caught the attention of the people next to him. A young mage with a round face came up and asked.  "Brother, what do you call me?" After years of practice, Allegri's acting skills are quite mature.  Whether it's a distressed sailor or a distressed mage, they're all within easy reach.  And in the lobby of the mercenary union, he changed again, looking familiar.  "Three Rings of Fire, Jose Mauri." The young man replied with a smile, "Brother, you don't look like a local." "I came from Salt Marsh County, and the boat capsized on the way. It was really unlucky." Allegri  He replied, petting the large dog that had been rubbing against him.  Tell it to be more honest.  "I see," Jose asked again, "I wonder if this guy is a mage or a warrior?" "Ranger." The big dog barked, and Allegri replied casually. Some rangers do have the habit of bringing pets, but  Not through contractual control, but through long-term cultivated feelings.  However, most of these pets are Warcraft or ancient alien species, with powerful combat capabilities.  "Brother, are you at the intermediate level or at the elementary level?" Jose asked tentatively. Seran did not pay much attention to warriors, so he did not re-establish the grading standards.  "Intermediate level." Allegri replied confidently. Although his body has reached the intermediate level, he knows nothing about martial arts and is afraid that his flaws will be exposed if he makes a move.  But this was a mercenary union, and no one would challenge him. And if it was just a matter of paper, Allegri was not afraid at all.  Having stayed with Irlo for such a long time, he is no stranger to ranger skills.  The two chatted casually for a few words, and Allegri performed exceptionally well.  Jose's face was filled with joy, and he waved from a distance, "Hey, don't wait in line, there is a mid-level ranger here." Allegri scratched his head, not understanding what happened.  Then, he was surrounded by several mages, three men and two women, chattering.  "Mr. Ranger, how should I call you?" The leading mage actually used the honorific title. Allegri glanced at it and sawHe wears a gray robe with four rings on the left cuff.  He is a fourth-ring mage, just like Zanava, Allegri thought to himself, and the one corresponding to the gray robe should be the arcane one.  "Ego." He replied calmly, stopping himself.  "Mr. Yi Ge, are you interested in participating in an adventure?" Master Sihuan sincerely invited, "It will last about half a month. We are willing to pay you two gold coins." One gold coin can be exchanged for one hundred silver coins.  , he had to work hard for three months to earn so much.  It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but people should be self-aware. Allegri reluctantly refused, "No, I'm sorry, I have other arrangements." "Three gold coins, no more." Four Rings  The mage gritted his teeth. The price was already 30% higher than the usual price.  There is no other way. Emphasizing magic over martial arts is a tradition that has been carried out on Seran Island for nearly a thousand years.  Hundreds of years ago, warriors were even classified as lower-class citizens and regarded as a lowly profession.  Over time, martial artists became increasingly rare, and only the children with the lowest qualifications were sent to learn martial arts.  But the almighty magic has its power. At least mages who go out on adventures hope to be accompanied by warriors or rangers.  There are always some dirty jobs that need them to do.  Even a distinguished mage needs tools at hand.  "Thank you for your kindness, but I really have something important to do." Allegri still shook his head. Exploration is not a child's play. If the other party finds out that he is just a boastful waste, not only will he not get the gold coins, but he may also  Will bring myself into it.  Hearing this, the mages looked at each other and smiled bitterly.  They are going to the south to hunt a rare magical beast.  In the jungle, a mid-level ranger can play a role no less than a sixth-ring mage.  What's more, the other party also brought a large dog that looked quite extraordinary, and was definitely a good hunter.  "Farewell, everyone." Allegri tugged Simba's ears, one person and one dog, tiptoeing back.  He didn't expect that warriors would be so popular on Seran Island. If he had known that, he would have asked Dios and Illo for advice.  Thinking of this, Allegri's eyes lit up. He led the big dog and hurried back to the Copper Compass Tavern.  As I passed the counter, I asked the bartender for a dark beer.  "Hey, why are you willing to drink beer today?" The bartender is a lame man. It is said that this former sailor likes to climb up to the mast to smoke cigarettes and look at the scenery.  Unfortunately, one time, the merchant ship he was on encountered pirates. A stone cannon smashed the mast, and he fell off along with his pipe.  "Old cripple, I want to ask something," Allegri leaned on the bar and asked in a low voice, "Is Lao Dao's martial arts really that powerful?" "I can beat you ten times, no problem." The lame bartender said lazily,  His wooden legs were itchy again.  ¡°What¡¯s his favorite drink?¡± Allegri continued to ask.  "Want to learn from me?" The old cripple snorted dissatisfied, "Why don't you ask me what kind of wine I like to drink?" "You like all kinds of wine." Allegri replied with a smile.  "That's true," the old bartender laughed, turned around, took down a glass bottle from the shelf, and quoted, "Three silver coins." "Hey, are you trying to steal the money?" Allegri looked at the amber in the bottle.  He tried to bargain with the dirty wine, "We are all old acquaintances, how about two silver coins?" "You add fifty more copper coins, deal is done," the bartender slapped his extended hand away, and added, "In addition, you drink  I can get this drink for free." Allegri gritted his teeth, paid the bill, and left with the drink.  In front of Huang Chengcheng¡¯s gold coins, a package of goods and a copper coin could no longer satisfy him.  ¡­(To be continued.)
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