The Northern Sword God
A Other Guest
The golden-haired man without being asked to directly take a bench in the tent blacu. He said in a loud enough voice. And the sound coming out of his mouth sounded too melodious, sipping on the sound of the flute being blown - clear and captivating to listeners... "Typical Elves" inner young man in gray clothes.
"Uncle.. Please give me a plate of your steamed bread. I hear your steamed bun is the best around here" after saying so, he turned his gaze slowly with a smile that felt strange and forced.
Heng Yeye, the owner of the tent shop, rushed to prepare additional steamed bread, after serving the old woman's order. Although he looks diligent with his work, with jelly people will see the old man's hands tremble. Jels he's been kissing the gelagat is not right that will happen.
Meanwhile, the old woman, chewing quietly, sounded a cold snort, even a word like
"Curtain !" it clearly sounded, when he saw the golden-haired man sweeping his gaze.
The voice of the old woman was very clear to be caught by anyone's hearing on this lonely night. Heng Yeye was increasingly trembling at the thought of her shop if a riot occurred - now the atmosphere in the shop was getting tense in silence.
However, the gray-clothed youngster did not seem to be bothered at all with the cold attitude of the two guests who had come later. He even opened the paraphernalia he had originally asked Heng Yeye to pack it. Then his mouth started chewing again.
The old woman seemed to have clasped firmly on the stick she had previously used to hover over a puddle of rain - it was true that she was ready for a battle. As for that, the golden-haired man, also surreptitiously began to palpitate the golden-coloured bow handle in his hand.
Just as the war was about to overflow, suddenly one voice broke the tension. The direction of the road full of puddles of rain earlier.
"Uncle steamed bread ... Are you the famous steamed baker? Ah.. May I not run out of your famous father to the corners of the city"
Suddenly the aura of battle that began to stick out in the area of the tent blacu tavern was pulled and subsided quickly. Still with a watchful gaze, everyone inside the tent stared from which direction the voice sounded.
He was a man not tall, but not short. Just mediocre. His clothes were not in cutting-edge pieces like the clothes the golden-haired man was wearing. Nonetheless, the, the observant spy will be able to judge that the clothing material worn is one rare fabric material that is expensive in price - looks like a long fur cloak made of real animal fur.
This man seemed to be 30 years old or older, yet he took care of his appearance so as to look young. His long black hair was left untied or wearing a Hanfu skullcap - to hold and keep his hair tidy. The entire appearance gave a charming impression but brought a breath that made people shudder in horror that he did not hide.
The condition of the tent shop was too makeshift by having three small tables filled with the first three customers. Nevertheless, without hesitation the all-black man immediately took one stool and sat at the table where the gray-clothed young man sat.
"Do you feel comfortable when someone is sitting at a table with you?" tanyakanya.
Taking a quick glance, the young man replied,
"Everything in this tent belonged to Heng Yeye. I'm just a buyer, so are you. Please sit anywhere as long as you feel comfortable" finished saying so, the young man then sipped a cup of wine that he bought from the owner of the tent shop.
"I won't be hesitating anymore" said the blackhead. From the beginning came until now, a smile could not be separated from his face, which despite putting on a friendly face, although unpleasant air always spread from his body.
"Please bring me a steamed loaf of bread, just like this master order sitting in front of me" said the blackhead.
"It was a steamed bun with no contents at all sir" replied Heng Yeye in a polite manner.
"No need to worry, I am also from the group that does not eat dishes that contain blood and animate objects" he replied. Heng Yeye then prepared a brazier to heat up the black hair patero order.
"Huh.. Since then I have seen a group of strange creatures that come from a forbidden place, then shamelessly enter the city that is mostly in the residence of these mortal people. They deliberately violate the border for the sake of greed on behalf of the group.
Yes of course ! Moreover, what they were looking for in this mortal city other than and not was to have an unkind intention to be a bandit over a single Magus who had just won a holy war" the old woman spit on the ground.
The Magus woman was actually upset with the two people who had just appeared. He secretly kissed the young man's tracks, but in reality he was not alone when he discovered the young man's whereabouts.
Clearly the Dark Elf felt extremely offended by the words of the female Magus. He knew the innuendo was directed at him and the black-haired man in front of the old boy. Suddenly an aura of cold light flashed..
Tsing !
The bow in the Dark Elf's hand appeared in a hand as fast as a ghost, then with the edges deliberately made sharp in place of the sword, the bow swept out containing sword aura to split the chest of the female magus. The winding arc moved ferociously like a dangerous snake !
The female magus retreated slightly and a sharp bow strike failed to slice through her chest, by which time the bench she was sitting on had fallen off, but deftly she twisted the body and half floated in midair. The stick in his hand stuck forward in a very fast motion locking DarK Elf's throat.
Heng Yeye cried out in horror with her mouth wide open when she saw the staff in the hand of the old female Magus let out a blue flame - it sounded a very hot omen - a color of magic fire that was ready to burn Dark Elves it became ashes.
"Oh, bringer of fire !"
A dangerous second when the blue-colored magic fire had been close at the neck of the Dark Elves, when everyone felt that the Dark Elves were about to die, suddenly the air turned into frost. Miraculously and invisibly, in the hands of the Dark Elf it had been firmly grasped by a single arrow.
Frozen !
Heng Yeye the owner of the tavern was increasingly gawking. He saw the part of the air that was instantly frozen in silence, even the blue-colored flame had turned into petrified ice crystals.
Not stopping there, the Dark Elf quickly extended its left hand forward - forming a palm strike that carried a deadly chill. Wush !
Die !
The palm of the hand then took out a long ice crystal equivalent to the female Magus wand, but the ice crystal in the Dark Elf's hand tapered to resemble a sword that glittered in the light of a lantern.
Brrrt !
The arm of the female Magus robe was torn apart by the Dark Elf's crystal sword slices. Meanwhile the female Magus deftly leaped back, rolled around in circles into space then with a beautiful movement of floating air. One breath following him he had managed to stroke himself and floated in the air staring at the tavern - his gaze locking the Dark Elf with a murderous air.
*Connected*
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