chapter 3 Melee

This skeleton doesn't look like a high-level monster, not even a skeleton soldier. The whole frame is not big, and it can be seen that he was not a very tall person in life. There are mottled marks scattered on the bones, and some bones, such as the very important skull, have several obvious cracks. As for the ribs, there were less than twenty of them. Maybe some wild dog used them as life-saving food. The only thing that was different was that there were two slender skeletons on the back that seemed to be wings.

Is this a creature created by the origin of God? ? Roger's jaw was about to drop. No matter how he looked at it, this skeleton should not be related to the gods in the heaven. Could it be said that the gods who enjoyed infinite glory in the sky were no different in nature from evil?

Roger's mental power slowly extended over and gradually merged with the skeleton. He began to try to control and check the skills of this perhaps new species of monster. Everything went well. This skeleton seemed to have no special abilities, except that it was stronger than ordinary skeletons. A feeling of fatigue came over him, and Roger knew that his mana had been used up. "Well, no matter what, you can be considered my pet. From now on, your name will be Amaris." Not wanting to delve into the relationship between the skeleton and Amaris, Roger sent the skeleton back to another world. The moment the skeleton disappeared, Roger seemed to feel a hint of depression coming from it, maybe he was dissatisfied with the name. Are you kidding me? Skeletons are depressed too? "I must be too tired."

Early the next morning, after summoning his pet three times in a row and using up all his magic power, Roger finally accepted the fact that his pet was a skeleton. Routine meditation has replenished the magic power, and it is almost dusk. "It's time for a drink."

The "Oak Grove" bar is quite old and quite large. It is only three blocks away from the Magic Academy to the north. It is also one of the places where the mercenary union's missions are released. Therefore, there are many magic apprentices and mercenaries, and naturally there are also hot girls and girls who want to catch a rich husband.

"Hey, isn't that Roger? I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you have changed your gender in the past six months. Are you really planning to become a great magician?"Roger took a look and saw that it was Ette, whom we used to fight and pick up girls with. bad friend. Ette is tall and thick, three years older Roger. I am the cavalry captain of the city defense army and can be considered an intermediate knight. I have been training Ette to become a knight since he was a child, but somehow he sent his son to the magic academy. However, Ette still has some talent. He entered the school a year later Roger, but became a third-level magician half a year earlier. He is currently working hard to become a fourth-level magician.

Roger walked over to Ette and sat down. He picked up the wine glass and drank without saying a word. After a long while, he let out a long sigh. There were three others at the same table who were obviously dandy at first sight, and they were wearing thin swords commonly used by nobles. Two dancers were laughing and playing with everyone. Ette put his arm around Roger's shoulders, "Brother, it's really boring these days without you. Others don't have as much playfulness as you. Why, I'm upset. Is there a girl I didn't fall for? Haha. Bao. On me, big brother. Come on, have a drink first! Man, get two more bottles of your tequila!!”

The atmosphere in the bar gradually reached a climax, with one or two women's screams and several loud laughter erupting from time to time. "Come on, brother Roger, let me introduce, introduce... let me introduce, this is Luns Blom, the second son of Earl Blom; this is Kate, his father is my father's immediate boss. This is Folan is the nephew of the Marquis of Folan." Etter introduced Roger again with a big tongue.

"I said, that girl over there is nice, but she doesn't seem to be easy to deal with."Luns stared at a corner of the bar. Everyone hurriedly followed his gaze. Sitting on a table in the corner were four men and two women who looked like mercenaries, one of whom was dressed as a mage. A girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was dressed provocatively. She wore dark short armor and exposed her white legs. There was a belt tied to her legs with three throwing knives stuck on it. The specific color of the breastplate cannot be seen clearly in the dim light of the bar, but there is no doubt that it is well made and highlights the girl's curves very well. The collar of the shirt was cut very low, with a deep groove that almost made Luns's eyes fall into it. A two-handed sword beside them made a few people wake up slightly. After all, a sword of this weight showed the girl's strength. The female warrior's face is hot and gorgeous, and her long light brown wavy hair is scattered around casually.

Sitting next to the female warrior was an aristocratic little girl with pink makeup and jade. She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore a long dress with few extra decorations except for exquisite workmanship and precious materials. The only conspicuous decoration on the girl's body is a pair of sapphire earrings.

The disrespectful stares from several people were immediately noticed. The female warrior stared back, and Luns whistled back. The female warrior had a frosty look on her face, and her hand touched the hilt of the sword, but was held back by the mage. "Don't cause trouble here, Mirabel".

At this moment, the bar suddenly became quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at the door of the bar. The first thing that captured everyone's hearts was the flowing blond hair, which was like the most dazzling sun, making everyone lose their minds for a while. Under that blond hair is a handsome face that can rival the sun god, with a calm smile always carved on it. He only wore a chain breastplate made of gold, decorated with intricate patterns using magical silver. In the center of the breastplate is a gold lion's head, decorated with crosses and tulips.

"Orfiloc! The golden lion of the Rhine League, why is he here?" Low murmurs arose one after another. Orfiloc was the only son of the lord of the Bavaria Principality, the largest in the Rhine League. He was sent to the Holy Church of Light at an early age for guidance, and returned to the Rhine League half a year ago. Orfiloc is one of the three youngest high-ranking temple knights in the church. At the same time, he has shown outstanding military talent very early. In addition, he is naturally handsome and has a prominent disciple. He even overshadowed several princes of the Rhine League. .

Next to Orfiloc is a woman who looks like an iceberg, only half a head shorter than the tall golden lion. There is no expression on the stunning face. The woman was wearing a rare black mage robe. Black flames seemed to be rising in her steps, but her swaying figure was hysterical. Behind the woman were two guards, and the murderous aura slowly emitted showed that the two of them had passed between life and death countless times.

Orfiloc and his party walked up the stairs. After a long time, the bar returned to its usual bustle. Roger felt uneasy. For some reason, he always seemed to see a pair of silver eyes on Ofiloch's dazzling face.

"Bang!" A large wine glass exploded next to Roger, and the ale inside spilled all over Roger who was caught off guard. But Luns was even worse. The wine glass landed on his forehead. Roger turned around and saw a murderous female warrior walking over with a big sword, followed by four male mercenaries in a fighting posture.

It turned out that everyone had drunk too much, and Luns was worried again, squinting his eyes and staring at the female warrior. When the female warrior turned back again, he took out his hand from the dancer's clothes with great pains, and gestured with his middle finger towards her. Then the wine glass in the female warrior's hand bloomed on Luns forehead.

In the past, fighting in bars over women was commonplace for people like Roger, but these mercenaries who seemed to have experienced many battles were not something they could handle. It's just that as a noble, he usually bullies others a lot, and he can't run away without losing face no matter what. Roger wanted to run away, but when he thought about it, although these fair-weather friends were not from wealthy families, they all had considerable financial backgrounds. Taking a beating together also helps build fighting camaraderie.

Ette is the oldest and has quite a lot of combat experience. He immediately jumped up and started chanting a curse, but he drank too much wine and recited the incantation of a sour arrow incomprehensibly, and nothing came out after a long time. At this time, the opponent was already fighting with the three Luns, and the three of them were quickly beaten with bruises and bruises. The female warrior's attack was particularly ferocious, and she thrust her vaginal leg straight towards Luns. Seeing that the situation was not good, Luns quickly turned around, received the kick on his butt, and flew out of the battle circle. Aite shouted loudly, grabbed a long sword from someone beside him, temporarily changed his profession to a knight, and joined the battle group.

Several mercenaries obviously showed mercy because their opponents were nobles. Roger mind was still clear, so he quickly fired magic missiles, and the two light bombs flew towards a male warrior in an arc. The soldier swung his sword to block at will, Roger mental power was activated, and the light bullet suddenly stopped in the air. The soldier immediately blocked it, and then the two light bombs made a turn and exploded in the soldier's face. Although magic missiles are the most basic form of magic and have limited power, the warrior's skin seems to be far less thick than the chain armor on his body. Then the soldier staggered and fell down with blood on his face.

Upon seeing this, the other warrior immediately activated the sword skill "Sprint" and rushed over as quickly as if he were gliding on ice. Roger was shocked and had no time to activate magic. He gritted his teeth and activated his mental power again, this time on the warrior's feet. The warrior who was sprinting suddenly stumbled and fell towards Roger. Roger lifted a table in front of him, threw himself, and the soldier's head hit the table. While the soldier was still dazed, Roger, who had experienced many battles (fights), grabbed the opponent's helmet and hit him with his knee. With a click, the soldier's nose bone was broken. Roger body-modified body was now extremely powerful.

After taking care of the two warriors, Aite and others were able to sustain themselves with a three-on-two battle. Kate, who is good at defense, hit the female warrior with a sword, successfully attracted her attention, and took most of the offensive. Ette and Folan were already on offense and defense against the other fighter. At this moment, Luns, who had been secretly hiding under the table for some time, suddenly stabbed the warrior's leg with his sword, then turned around and slashed towards the female warrior. The female warrior was unprepared and turned sideways to block the sword with the dagger on her leg.

The mercenary mage had not participated in the battle, but he did not expect that the situation of the battle took a turn for the worse in a moment. His face was full of anger, he drew a symbol with his finger, and a blue and transparent protective magic "Magic Absorption" prepared in advance covered his body. This level four magic can absorb at least level 10 magic energy and is one of the most commonly used protective magics by magicians. But Roger, who already had a very different understanding of magic, disagreed, "Damn, do you need to put protective shields on a few magic apprentices?"

The mercenary mage was preparing a fire attack spell. He chanted the spell quickly and drew complicated symbols with his hands. Roger remembered that "magic absorption" could not protect against physical attacks, so he picked up a glass of wine and threw it at the mage. The mage had no time to dodge and was showered. Then several plates of food, a chair, and even a table flew over. While the mercenary mage was in a panic, his spell was finally interrupted. Before he could get angry, a figure pounced on him. It's Roger. Everyone knew that it was very dangerous to distance themselves from the mages, so a rare hand-to-hand fight between the mages began. Relying on his youth, strength, skill, and body that was transformed like a monster, Roger quickly gained the upper hand.

The angry female warrior began to use sword skills continuously, and the warrior whose thigh was injured was still difficult to deal with. Ette and the others struggled, and the strict training received by Ette and Kate came into play. At this moment, something soft and slippery flew silently and stuck to the female warrior's chest with a snap. The female warrior screamed and found that it was a fried egg, which had obviously been bitten. But it was Roger who flew over before he went to fight the mage. Unexpectedly, he received an unexpected result. Just as the female warriors were frightened and retreated, the four men of Ette launched a desperate attack on the injured warrior, fully displaying their gangster fighting momentum. The warrior quickly received two more blows.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the long street, "The city defense army is here, let my old man know it is a big deal!"Kate screamed strangely, both sides stopped, Roger stood up from the magician, and grabbed his hand. The staff ran back. The mercenary side knew that currently they only had a female warrior with full combat strength, and it would be difficult to please them if they continued to fight. He left quickly and bitterly. Roger and others were unwilling to deal with the city defense forces under such circumstances, and ran away in a hurry.

At this time, in a room on the fourth floor of the tavern, Orfiloc watched with interest as Roger and others ran away.

"That mage is very interesting." The golden lion said to himself.

"Iris, don't you think his, how should I put it, is somewhat similar to yours."

"That fat man is a disgrace to all nobles and mages." The ice-like woman concluded the sentence for Rogge.

"Haha, okay. Richard, go check on this fat man." A guard beside Orfiloc bowed and then slowly disappeared into the darkness.

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