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Chapter 16 The Paparals would rather die than surrender(1/2)

 Above the hall, the light of the torch on the gray stone wall swayed slightly, lengthening the shadow and changing into different shapes.

A wisp of light smoke rises from the unburned pine oil and gathers on the dome of the hall. In the smoke, the dragon horns appear more mysterious and ferocious, as if they are still alive in those ancient legends and stories.

Same as in.

The arena for the main competition was crowded with people on three levels inside and outside. There was a buzzing and low-pitched voice, and from time to time there was a burst of exclamation, drowning out all other sounds.

Only Zhang Tianmiao seems to be out of tune with everything here.

He lowered his eyebrows, lowered his head and concentrated on smoothing the cuffs of his sleeves with his fingertips, ignoring everything around him. After a while, he raised his head and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Soon, he saw his deputy walking over with a tall, majestic man like a giant tower. In fact, just by listening to the footsteps, he could tell that it was the owner of the hotel here.

The other party also saw him and nodded gently to him.

Zhang Tianmiao didn't even mean to return the favor.

"Have you found the person you are looking for?" Mazak then asked.

He spoke very calmly and had a thick voice.

Zhang Tianmiao shook his head gently. "No, there are just a few tourists. In fact, it is unlikely that he will appear in El Paxin. We are just prepared for any emergencies - just think of it as a holiday from above, but it is purely

It’s unnecessary.”

He put down his hand and then said: "Speaking of which, thank you for your help."

"Easy job," Mazak replied, "What about the other guests in the hotel?"

"We will find another way."

"That's good."

Zhang Tianmiao raised his head and looked at his old friend. He was not short, but he had to raise his head to see the top of Mazak's head. All the men in Asia were so tall and burly. According to legend, the ancestors of this tribe came from

In the wilderness of Istania, the blood of the dark dragon flows in his body.

But they are also the mortal enemies of dragons, the descendants of dragon slayers.

"I heard that you plan to transfer this hotel to the Silver Forest Spear?" He suddenly asked an unrelated matter.

But Mazak did not shy away from asking you, and nodded: "What do you think?"

Zhang Tianmiao shook his head. "I am a soldier. You know we have discipline."

"Discipline means not interfering in the affairs between the indigenous people?"

"More or less, under the premise of legality, our principle is not to interfere in internal and external affairs. The same is true for major guilds."

"What if it's a guild from another country?"

Zhang Tianmiao sneered: "They can come and try."

Mazak glanced at him curiously. "You know that Kaolin-Ithurion also has an army, but they are not like this."

The former raised his eyebrows: "We are naturally different from them."

"I'm very proud," Mazak replied slowly: "But what I need now is just the advice of a friend."

Zhang Tianmiao was stunned for a moment. "What's wrong?"

Mazak looked at the dome of the hotel. The huge dragon horn hung there motionless. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'm leaving this place."

"Leave?" The former was a little surprised: "What's wrong, are you going back to Istania?"

Mazak shook his head: "I have things I must do, just like the sacred responsibility you have, Zhang."

Zhang Tianmiao suddenly understood and asked, "Is this why you took out the Ring of Golden Flame?"

Mazak's eyes moved to the stone platform not far away. The golden ring was placed on the tray. Several dwarves surrounded it, guarding the treasure vigorously.

"Although the Ring of Golden Flame is only my proud work in my early years, I have always kept it as a souvenir. Just like a daughter to her father, one day she will leave my wings and meet someone

The person you like."

"Your tone is not as simple as leaving, it's as if you are making arrangements for the funeral."

"That's not too different -"

Zhang Tianmiao looked at him.

Mazak paused for a while before continuing: "The place I am going to is very dangerous, and I must settle everything before that."

When he said this, the former saw that there was no fluctuation in his dark eyes, as if he was saying: "A new cafe has opened at the corner of the street. I'm going to have a cup of coffee." Such a simple thing, just

I have no intention of just going back.

His meaning was very clear, once he left, he might never come back.

Zhang Tianmiao suddenly said: "We have known each other for five years."

"Pretty much. I still remember your previous commander. I didn't have a good relationship with him."

"That's my old superior. He retired last year. You won't make me happy if you say bad things about him here."

Mazak smiled slightly.

Zhang Tianmiao was unusually serious: "Then let me give you a piece of advice. You must understand that we endorse every citizen, not just the Grand Council."

"It doesn't sound any different."

"No, of course there is a difference."

"Can't you explain it more clearly?"

"This is discipline."

Mazak thought for a moment and nodded: "I understand."

There was another brief silence between the two.

Suddenly, a tsunami-like exclamation came from the east side of the hall. Most people in the hall were attracted by it and glanced curiously. Zhang Tianmiao's train of thought was also interrupted, and he also raised his head to look in that direction.

.

"What's going on?" he asked his deputy with his eyes.

But at this time, Mazak had already looked over there and took steps to walk in that direction.

The deputy also replied with some uncertainty: "It seems to be the venue for the qualifying competition over there. Captain, maybe something happened?" Zhang Tianmiao shook his head, glanced at the tall man's back, and waved to the deputy.

He waved and said: "Let's go over and have a look."

After that, he also followed.

"Ah? Captain, wait for me!"



The first round of the main competition is coming to an end.

Among the four contestants, they are from the Elpaxin Artisan Association, the Oak Knights of Tapolis and the Spear of the Silver Forest. The contestant from the Elpaxin Artisan Association is a young man in his twenties.

Level 14 combat craftsman.

His opponent was Wu Di from Silver Forest Spear. Although his level was lower than him, the situation on the field was one-sided.

Soon the young man's Walker III was knocked out by Wu Di's Shield Guardian II, damaging the structure. Although his health points had not been cleared, the young man admitted his failure openly.

After shaking hands with Wu Di, he walked off the field.

Seeing this scene, Tian Lan lay on the table and snorted disdainfully.

She had a very bad opinion of the two perpetrators who had hit Jita and still refused to admit their fault. Although Wu Di was not the main culprit, his attitude was not necessarily that good either.

Not only her, but Luo Yu who was watching the battle couldn't help but frown - but the reason for his frown was not because of this, but because the contestant from the Tapolis Oak Knights was about to lose.

The latter's opponent happened to be the young man who hit Jita before - according to Tian Lan, the main culprit among the perpetrators.

To be honest, they didn't expect that the two 'genius boys' on the Silver Forest Spear happened to be the two people they had problems with before. Moreover, the other party showed off their power on the court, which made the little French girl furious.

Luo Yu looked at Jita.

However, Jita didn't care about the competition at all. She was hanging her long eyelashes, holding a wooden cup filled with milk in her hands and taking sips. After noticing his gaze, the latter raised her head curiously and blinked.

He blinked and looked at Luo Yu in confusion.

There is also a line of white marks on the little mouth, which looks very cute.

"Hongye is going to lose."

"She didn't expect to win," Ji Ta held the cup and said in a gluttonous voice: "Those two are the two talented new combat craftsmen of the Seventh Regiment of the Silver Forest Spear who have been rumored for a long time. There is a huge gap between them.

Too much."

Luo Yu nodded: "That's true, the other party is very strong."

Tian Lan was furious after hearing this, and stared at the two of them with crooked eyes: "Hey, what are you talking about? What are the strengths of these two guys?"

Jita was startled and quickly winked at Luo Yu.

But the latter didn't see it at all, and organized the sentence seriously: "Whether it is reaction, control power or tactical judgment, they are all superior choices. The key is that their flexible construction does not have the stiffness common to ordinary craftsmen below the second level. This

It’s very rare.”
To be continued...
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