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Chapter fifty-seven friends, you should not be

No matter how angry he was, the person behind the male voice gradually calmed down. He knew that the temporary venting at this moment would not change anything, but would affect his judgment on the subsequent situation.

"That group of lizards told me that they could definitely be assassinated successfully, and there would be no legacy problems. I let their people hide in the caravan..."

A squeak came, and it seemed that the man had found a chair and sat on it. His voice was a little tired: "I didn't expect that the dragon slayer was so strong, two middle-level gold, such a powerful demon blood dragon, failed and died in a situation of poisonous and sneak attack... Joshua van Radcliff, haha, this guy was going to come to the door along the line of the caravan. If you think about it carefully, I can't do anything about it..."

His hands were clenched into fists, and blue veins burst out on the back of his hands. This seemed to make him feel a great sense of humiliation. The man who claimed to have controlled everything in his hands was difficult to accept such facts, but his calm mind still made him start thinking: "Now, the most important thing is to destroy all the evidence about my secret transactions with the five-colored dragons. Anyway, this line is not long enough. Those stupid dragons seem to be going to fight with the Far South people and the elves. I should have cut off this relationship long ago. This is a chance."

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but begin to be grateful for his prudence. All his caravans were nominally affiliated with a Western Chamber of Commerce under his control but had nothing to do with it on the surface. It was very simple for him to separate the relationship. Even if Qiao Xiuya really came to him, he would not be able to do anything to him without evidence.

Since he had already determined his idea, he immediately started to do it. After pondering for a while, the man called his butler, took out a secret spell communication device, and began to issue instructions.

On November 7, 832, the main city of Moldavia, the lord's mansion.

On the surrounding streets, the people who had originally come to watch due to the explosion had already left under the persuasion of the city guards. Even the adventurers and mercenaries who were determined to watch the fun returned to the taverns and hotels because of the gradually dimming sky, preparing for tomorrow's work or adventure.

The moon gradually rose, and the light of the two moons was so bright that it made the unlit lord's mansion so clear.

A silver-haired girl stood in the backyard, scattered by the wreckage of the walls scattered because of the explosion of dragon breath, kicking the bricks and tiles in a bit depressed under the moonlight.

Ying was wearing a snow-white silk dress today, with a translucent crystal flower headdress on her head, and her fair wrists and calves were exposed, and she didn't seem to feel uncomfortable because of the cold and cold warmth that gradually entered the cold winter. The moonlight shone on her, as if she was crossing a layer of silver gauze.

This is of course. No matter what, she is a magic machine, so how could she be afraid of the cold? However, this light dress was not chosen by Ying herself. Instead, Joshua believed that the girl should have a little ladylike style, so he customized many light clothes that girls should wear on weekdays, rather than double-breasted military coats, women's horseback riding clothes, white long shawl thick shirts, etc., which are completely unsatisfactory.

Quilt suits are definitely not something that normal girls can wear! This is the original words of the warrior.

"Master, he won't take us when he fights!"

He kicked a fragment of nearly oval stone into the distance with one foot, and whispered. Ying turned her head and her silver-white hair floated away. She complained to the black-haired boy who stood aside with a sad expression, "Brother, say something, don't you have any idea about this? In this way, what is the reason for us as a divine machine and the reason for survival!"

"Sister, I don't have the heart to deal with this kind of thing now..."

The handsome boy covered his heart with one hand. Although there was no beating heart under the housekeeper's suit and skin, there was a rapidly rotating energy core. Rin had a look of despair on his face and did countless complex mental arithmetics at the damaged lord's mansion: "Repair is more troublesome than reconstruction. This expense has to be derived from the already in short supply of working capital. The money that he finally got after selling those white dragon materials last time would cost a portion of it...ah!"

He covered his heart with his hands, and the young man of Shenji closed his eyes in pain. He pursed his thin lips as if he was making him speak without heartache.

At the beginning, when the demon blood dragon emitted a dragon breath and collapsed the wall, Lin and Ying, who were already beside him, came nearby, but it was obvious that the angry Joshua did not notice the look of his weapons expecting, but flew directly into the sky and chased the two escaped dragons.

In fact, one minute after the battle, Moria, the old dwarf who was originally in Beppu, came here to see it. He smacked his lips, shook his head and sighed a few times, and then went back to Beppu, not worried about Joshua's safety at all.

In his opinion, instead of caring about the monster who can fight against the God of Viagra, it is better to grind himself a cup of elf coffee sent by Clayel from Far South to wake up the gods. Recently, with the inspiration burst, he has a new understanding of the construction and forging of rune armor. In order to solidify inspiration into a real entity, the old dwarf still needs to work hard for a while and don’t have the time to care about people who don’t need to care.

Just as Lin took out a notebook, frowned and wrote and painted on it, Ying was sitting on a wreckage of the wall and looked up at the moon, Joshua, Atanis and Lorenda walked slowly from outside the city.

Along the way, many citizens greeted Joshua, and the soldiers waved their hands to respond. Some adventurers and mercenaries even applauded and celebrated the Lord who had successfully killed the dragon from afar. Joshua did not hide his smile at all, because he walked back to the lord's mansion in joy, and even the pain caused by the demolition of the home was relieved a lot.

Behind the three-person team are the city guards carrying two huge dragon heads into the city. They want to place these two dragon heads in the middle of the square. Tomorrow morning, the hired mage will deal with these materials accordingly. This period is when citizens can watch their lord's record. The incident of Joshua going to the White Dragon Nest to slaughter the dragon. Although it is widely praised by some adventurers who accidentally observed this scene, there are no particularly shocking examples. These two hideous demon blood dragon heads will definitely make his reputation a higher level.

"...It's a vibrant city. Generally, in winter, people from the south hide in their houses and try not to go out."

Looking at this scene, Lorenda muttered to himself with emotion. He looked at some girls wearing short skirts and short sleeves in the cold November weather, and couldn't help but be deeply shocked: "Aren't they... cold?"

Joshua looked at the direction where the Paladin's eyes were concentrated with curiosity, and then shook his head in disappointment: "It's okay, the weather is several degrees now, and it's not below zero. If it doesn't freeze, it's not winter, at most it's late autumn."

And even if it is frozen, these northern girls will wear skirts until the period of the heavy snowstorm in December and early New Year. He did not say this.

"Excellent physique, no wonder according to folk books, heroic warriors often appear in the North..."

After muttering in a low voice, Loranda saw the Lord's Mansion in the distance. As he imagined, the walls behind the Lord's Mansion collapsed and the backyard was in a mess. But unexpectedly, a series of footsteps sounded, and two light figures trotted all the way to Joshua's side.

"Master, this is a list of losses."

The black-haired boy in the lead had a pair of dazzling golden eyes, handsome face, slightly sharp, his brows frowned slightly, and his shoulders were a little messy. When the boy came to the warrior, he immediately handed the notebook in his hand to Joshua who was sighing. The silver-haired girl standing behind the boy had white skin, long hair reached her waist, and her eyes were flashing with a firefly light. Although she was very cute, her running posture was as heroic as a boy, and she didn't care about the flying corners of the skirt and the crystal headdress that was about to slide from the ends of her hair... Between her eyebrows and temples, she looked a little unhappy?

"Okay, I understand... I did a great job, thank you for your hard work."

Touching Lin's head, Joshua stirred his already messy hair even more messy. He looked at the loss recorded in detail on the notebook in his hand and the money needed on the repair list, and couldn't help but sigh again, and then shut it down. The warrior naturally noticed Ying, who was a little emotional, and also realized that he had hurt the hearts of the weapons again this time. He could only promise: "Okay, okay, I didn't pay attention this time. In fact, it will definitely be easier to bring you with you this time. I will definitely bring you with you next time, okay?"

It was originally just crushing, but it was still using weapons. It was really bullying those dragons.

Before this thought flashed through his mind, the magic projection of No. 3 floated over the lord's mansion. The artificial intelligence's external image communication terminal had no expression on its face. A long pale blue hair seemed to be real and drifted in the wind. The black wings stretched out from behind her slender waist and slowly vibrated on both sides of her petite body.

"It seems nothing is wrong..."

The gaze-detective technique swept across the group in front of him. No. 3 muttered to himself, then flew up again and left the lord's mansion under the eyes of everyone.

Because she has recently received sufficient magic crystal to replenish energy, this artificial intelligence lady has been able to project her image to cover most of the city, and she also likes this strange way of movement. According to No. 3, this method of action that is not the best solution gives her a long-lost pleasure, which can accelerate the healing of her broken soul due to thousands of years of loneliness.

As long as he said this, Joshua had to go with her. He didn't lack that little energy anyway, just be happy.

"Another strange man." Atanis muttered, and the bishop touched his beard, while the paladin beside him focused his eyes on the magic projection that was gradually moving away, and whispered to himself: "Ghost? Winged Man? Winged Man Ghost? Wisdom Undead? Is it a Lich?"

In an instant, he made several guesses and then rejected them all one by one. Loranda finally realized: "By the way, magic projection! No wonder it looks like a ghost, but it does not have the aura of negative energy or shadows... But where did the Winged Man come from?"

The previous doubt has not been resolved yet, and a new doubt has risen out of thin air... This lord's mansion is colorful.

However... the Paladin turned his head and looked at the young girl who had already quietly followed Joshua and called him his master before. He thought for a while, then he was a little serious, but with a hint of hesitation, and said slowly: "Mr. Joshua."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Qiao Xiuya, who was thinking about selling the materials on the Demon Blood Dragon and the White Dragon to fill the gap in funds, responded instinctively, then frowned and looked at the notebook in his hand.

Loranda didn't notice this. He looked solemn and a little embarrassed and said to the warrior in front of him: "Although this may be your personal preference..."

Hearing this, Joshua turned his head, looking puzzled.

After a pause, the Paladin glanced at Ying and Lin, and the back of No. 3 who had left far away. He took a deep breath and said softly: "It is against the law and dogma of the empire!"

Joshua: “…ah?”
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