Chapter 356: Tempting Trash

The fog rolled in at night.

In the hunter's hut in the snowy forest, a burning bonfire illuminates the house very warmly. Dirk took a swig of 'Royal Deer' brandy and felt a lot warmer behind his mouth.

‘The brandy Alfonso brought was actually better than the one from the valley. I'm afraid this is how the king enjoys it, right? This guy said he has dozens of kinds of this kind of good wine in his house, I don’t know if he’s just bragging’

Looking at the bosses who were excitedly playing with several big 'sheep heads', the mercenaries looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

They really don't understand why these guys are interested in this kind of garbage.

To be honest, these guys were fine at the beginning, and they were all pretty good. Not only is his physique very impressive among the noble knights - Dirk estimates that it may be more than 4.

Moreover, these knights are very skilled in martial arts!

What's the name of that move? ‘Eldar Griffin Leap Sword’!

It's like a lion fighting a rabbit, or an eagle fighting. He suddenly flew five to six meters away and arrived in an instant, killing the scavenger owl on the spot!

This kind of martial arts was a bit unimaginable to Dirk.

This is definitely not something that ordinary knights can do, and the Iron Wall Knight can't do it so neatly - of course, if there is a horse. They are better suited to concentrated operations and are better at fighting than fighting.

Even before I took any medicine, my physique was at level 4, so I would never be able to do this. And even after the transformation, when the constitution reaches 8 points, it is difficult to achieve this.

Moreover, I am naked, but the armors on these guys are all heavy armors! But when they jumped with the sword, not only were they as light as a swallow, but all their weight was also used in that blow!

In terms of Nimbus martial arts, Dirk felt that no one could compare with these dozen knights.

Even the Valkyrie projections he had seen were similar to them.

His feeling was right. These martial arts skills had been passed down for thousands of years and had been sharpened through various battlefields. There are some famous combat skills that all the Sons of God should learn.

Most of the martial arts of the Seven Kingdoms are in the Eldar mercenary country. In the mercenary country, most of the martial arts are in the royal family and the Silver Griffin Regiment.

Dirk didn't know the identities of these knights, but he saw the real martial arts today!

He was just as shocked as George when he saw the 'Thorn Bird' that had grown up like Elda.

After seeing these knights display their martial arts skills, Dirk finally understood why these dozen knights always had their noses pointed at the sky.

They are indeed entitled to be proud and arrogant.

But it didn't take long for these guys to show their true colors.

Ever since the Red Devils team was wiped out, these guys started picking up rags behind the mercenaries.

My friends didn't bother to bring those trophies with me. They thought they were taking up space. I finally came out, but why didn't I hang the head of the Black Devil on my waist?

"When I go back, I must use this 'Sart''s head to make a helmet!" Alfonso said excitedly: "I killed this thing with my own hands, and now I am also a demon slayer!"

Yes, they call this kind of ‘executor’ and ‘supervisor’ ‘Sart’.

"Alfonso, is this thing really so popular in your south?" Dirk put down the wine bag and became curious. During the time they got together, he found that this guy was very knowledgeable. According to the words of the 'sissy', this guy definitely came from a noble family, and he was very unusual. Very much like an ancient noble.

Therefore, red devils should be extremely rare in the south.

"I once witnessed several mercenaries being conferred titles in the palace. They were invited to the royal capital by His Majesty the King with Sartre's head." Alfonso said with bright eyes: " Do you know that because of this thing, the capital has held more than 300 large and small banquets! Almost every noble with some energy has invited the mercenary group!"

"The Carnival of Doomsday" Dirk took a sip of wine: "Such a mercenary group will be finished sooner or later."

The companions were convinced.

They had long heard about the luxury and drunkenness of the South from the priests' mouths. The veteran soldiers were deeply touched by this. After the big lord came back, he arranged for Martin and others to start educating everyone.

According to Dan’s words, ‘the flowers in the backyard are still singing across the river’.

This word came from the mouth of the great lord. I don't know what it means, but in this doomsday, if anyone has the leisure to be lazy, then those who stop will definitely be eliminated.

Alfonso continued: "Even now, a horn that you call the Red Devil can make the mercenary group in the south famous! Let a noble knight wear the halo of a demon-slaying hero, and under the worship of the nobles Come and enjoy the luxurious glory!"

"This thing, although it can't win a position in the church now, it can still be exchanged for a wine estate!"

Alfonso's words left Dirk and others stunned.

"How much does this thing cost in the 'Red Devil Market'?" "Three hundred if processed. Sartre's is more expensive, five hundred." "His grandma's, isn't it a bit too cheap?" "Didn't you think it was expensive before? "Sart's trophy amulet can increase life recovery a little bit (1 point every six seconds), but a good one can increase life force by five or six points."

After hearing this, several griffon knights turned slightly red, and could not help but quietly caressed the amulets around their waists.

When I bought it, I felt the surging vitality and watched the wounds on my body heal as before in a short period of time. They once thought they had immortality

Moreover, they spent more than 3,000 silver foxes on this thing. Apparently, it was killed by the guys at the shelter who were urging people to donate all the time.

"Do you know how much a similar product like the talisman you are talking about costs in our place?" Alfonso stared into the eyes of the mercenaries and said: "Thirty thousand! The nobles believe that this type of magical artifact , can make people live forever and have an immortal body!”

A mouthful of wine spurted out from Dirk's mouth. He finally knew why the asylum was so hostile to this southern mission.

He mentioned Goron's head. He had killed hundreds of red demons himself, and the black demon had torn five or six into pieces. Then in the south, wouldn't he be treated like a king?

To be honest, if it is not the end of the world, the sanctuary is still facing a crisis, and the Dawn Knights have not completed their mission. He believed that even he would have to pack a bunch of things and go to the south to enjoy it.

"Then those potions sold in our market can make people reborn? Have an immortal body?" Lena couldn't help but ask. Speaking of this, her face turned a little red. According to this statement, he is now immortal

Moreover, he lives forever and never grows old.

Thanks to ‘Choose a nickname to make it easy to remember’ for the tip! ~