Chapter 230
"Isaac Grantham you said is here?"
The red-haired girl named Vera looks up and down the black hair wizard next to her, looking up and down Simply direct, revealing two concise and clear words-don't believe it.
"Look at the beggar around those hulks?" Loren, hiding behind a rock, pointed to the hulk not far behind, and chuckled helplessly: "They are the evidence. "
The skeptical female night watchman turned her cheek and looked towards the opposite from the edge of the rock. Around the hulk on the beach, there were indeed a few disheveled, disheveled hair. The poor, looking around the bonfire with numb eyes.
"Isn’t it just a bunch of beggars? I didn’t see any problem." Vera was coldly snorted, looking coldly at Loren with a smile on her face: "There are such poor port areas everywhere. , What’s weird?"
"A little suggestion, think carefully before you speak, especially after you get the prompt." Loren’s face is filled with a bright smile, and the female night watchman can’t wait to do it Before hitting him, immediately explained: "Did you not notice? All these beggars are men!"
"What's the problem?!"
"All men , To be precise, they are all adults.” The black hair wizard added: “Yes, if you meet these beggars on a certain street, it may not be a problem, but here is not which alley—the only place in the beggar shack is A group of adult men, not even a child, a woman, is this really normal?"
"Maybe they are in the boat!" The female night watcher retorted unconvincedly.
"Very good! You will answer, this is a big improvement!" Loren praised him without hesitation, although it made Vera even want to strangle him: "Then the last point, their Appearance."
"...Can you stop talking nonsense and just talk about it?" Vera regretted bringing him here more and more.
"It means that the real beggar is not like them." Loren shrugged, "So I concluded-these people are not beggar, but Alto Bellini stayed to monitor Isaac. People."
Accommodation is the cleverness in battle, and being good at observation is the guarantee for everything. In Yingou Alley and Ancient Wood Town, especially in Deep Limburg, Loren many times saw people who were too poor and had nothing to eat for a long time.
These people, even if they look very strong, have sunken cheeks, muscle atrophy, and blue complexion, and they have always looked sluggish. It is impossible to be as energetic as these "beggar".
"Of course, even this does not rule out the possibility that they are really beggar, so we sneak in, and then...what are you going to do?!"
"You have time to talk nonsense there , Might as well do it quickly!" Before Loren turned her head, the impatient Vera rushed, and she did not forget to face the black hair wizard coldly snorted, holding the dagger with both hands against the dagger moved towards The Hulk Ran away in the direction.
"Wait, they still..."
As soon as Loren was about to speak, the "beggar" around the bonfire immediately noticed the movement here, a dozen in an instant A silhouette moved towards The female night watchman rushed up!
Obviously, the "sneak in" plan envisioned by the black hair wizard at first can already be thrown into the wastebasket.
The violent Vera opened her left hand and suddenly crushed the blue rune in her palm.
"Beyond Perception"——!
The two "beggars" who were the first to attack hadn't noticed any changes in her, and the dagger was pierced into their hearts. Before she could scream, the crazy-looking female night watchman waved her right hand, and her throat was slit again!
In an instant, Vera snatched the weapon of "beggar", turned around and pierced the enemy's chest behind him with a sword.
Four enemies doubled up almost at the same time, but Vera, who used "Transcendence Perception", was obviously faster, and could still jump from the spot when she stepped backward and made her figure too open. , Turned over, then fell from the sky like a howling eagle, and directly threw the closest enemy to the ground!
Loren, who "watched" almost the entire process, came to two conclusions.
First of all, Peter Fasa is right, Vera is indeed the best night watchman among them-a short contact battle, almost perfectly embodies the high-level demon of "beyond perception" The real way to use the mantra.
From the moment it was born, it was used for surprise attacks and assassinations.
Different from a black hair wizard that is not afraid of void erosion and can "unlimited battery life", overwhelming majority wizard and warrior can persist for up to four quarters of an hour under this high-level curse, and then there will be extreme Severe weakness and dizziness, muscle twitching and even foaming at the mouth, fainting on the spot.
So the correct approach is to break through the enemy as quickly as possible, or find a safe place to rest as soon as possible after launching a short raid, and wait until the recovery is almost complete before continuing the fight.
Rather than being the same as Loren, relying on the effect of incantion itself and the enemy's meet force with force that is too much stronger than oneself, or even fighting a war of attrition of "harming each other", it is completely death.
Secondly, this girl, like a certain female elf war dancer, is instinctive faster than her head.
Just as she quickly brought down nearly six enemies, the remaining "beggars" completely surrounded her. Vera, who gritted her teeth, never gave up, even getting more and more courageous, and she had no plans to ask Loren for help.
The sighed black hair wizard lowered his body, moved lightly along the grass and rocks along the shore, and quietly approached a "beggar" who wanted to sneak attack and cut his throat. , The left hand wearing the "sorcerer" glove pressed on the ground, and the gray and blue nine-pointed star spread out on the ground.
The besieged Vera immediately felt something strange and instinctively stepped back. The four "beggar" immediately pounced on her-in an instant, four stone pillars suddenly pierced from the ground!
"The Will of Rock"——!
The four unsuspecting people were pierced by the stone pillar, and the scarlet-colored column protruded from behind them, and the four people were hung in midair.
The stunned red-haired girl froze in place, and heard a scream from behind, and the two bodies fell softly beside her. Looking back, the black hair wizard stood there and stretched out his right hand to her with a smile:
"Are you okay?"
Vera took his hand and got up from the ground, looking very embarrassed-this is the second time she was rescued by this guy, and it was entirely because she was too reckless...
"Sorry!" The red-haired girl looked at Loren in a daze: "I will repay you in the future!"
"...Uh, then we will discuss this later." Loren hurriedly smiled and pointed away Hulk: "Let’s make sure that Isaac is not here.
Moreover, there may be other enemies!"
Some sorry Vera was coldly snorted and nodded, and took the initiative to take the lead. The laughed Loren had to shrug his shoulders, picking up the short blade on the ground and following her.
The next battle is much easier than Loren imagined-although the fight outside has attracted the attention of the "beggar" in the Hulk, this time the red-haired girl did not take the initiative to charge ahead, Instead, he executed his orders meticulously, and even the enemies he saw would not act first.
Although the black hair wizard can vaguely understand, this is the other party using this method to "compensate" the behavior just now, but it is a bit too "awkward", and even makes him a little uncomfortable.
After quietly killing the guards outside the last two doors, the two finally came to the door of the Hulk Bottom. After looking at each other, Loren pushed open the door first, and Vera rushed in almost at the same time!
After a moment of silence, the black hair wizard standing outside the door hardly heard any sound. In vigilance, he walked into the cabin with a bit of surprise against the edge of the door. The red-haired girl was just like that. Frozen, motionless standing there:
"This is the...genius wizard, Isaac Grantham?"
Listening to the other's sleepwalking voice, Loren looked in the direction she was pointing, a guy squatting in the middle of the pile of books, holding a roast chicken in one hand and gnawing desperately, while holding a quill in one hand and drawing on the blackboard appeared in his vision, unkempt. With the big stubble on his face, the entire cabin was full of a strong smell of decay.
Probably choking after eating, the man threw the roast chicken aside, picked up the ink bottle and poured it into his mouth as wine. As soon as I looked up, I saw a familiar silhouette, with shocking rays of light in my eyes:
"Loren Torino, how did you find this place, that stupid alchemist...I am Say Ain Rand, are you here with you?!"