Chapter 77: Please call me ultraman

Seeing that the hanging barbarian was struggling with his feet, he had to pull out the head "inlaid" on the top of the wall, and the assassin quickly rushed over with no good intentions, grabbing the barbarian's feet and pulling hard , \"Hula" pulled him out. .
　　　　\"Oh! Hocklev, it’s so dangerous, thanks to me being here!"
　　　　 The assassin with a cracked mouth pretended to be pleased, saying that his embarrassment would definitely be spread by the other three bad friends. He was having a headache.
　　　　\"You bastard, even without your help, I can come out by myself."
　　　　The barbarian who coughed loudly because of suffocation turned back and stared fiercely at the assassin.
\"Hockleyf, what are you talking about, do you at this moment of crisis, as the best partner, can you watch the trouble you ignore? I know what you are worried about, please rest assured Well, I wouldn't put the brainless Hocklev accidentally inserting his head on the zenith when using the jump, breathing is difficult, and life is at stake.At this time, the benevolent assassin is very big. People suddenly appeared miraculously, and rescued the life-threatening bully Hoclef from the crisis."
　　　　The assassin slammed the barbarian's broad shoulders with full of sincerity.
　　　　\"Aren’t you even prepared for the line? Asshole, I risked the sole of my shoe to be stained.\" The first one in history was hunted by Orak’s cobweb. The unlucky assassin Zilt, who was brought back to the old nest like a hang of fresh meat, was rescued. Is this your attitude towards a life-saving benefactor? "
　　　　The barbarian stared at the bull's eye, as if the butcher stared at the assassin tightly with a fierce expression, and the assassin pushed his eyes up unreservedly, and the air in the two seemed to ignite sparks like gunpowder.
　　　　\"Okay, don’t you be rude to the guests?"
　　　　 After smiling enough, the paladin and mage hurried over, the mage's hands were spurting flames to burn the invisible and colorless silk on the ground. Do not misunderstand. He did not use the fire of hell, but a very ordinary flame, just like the flame spell Sara showed me last time, it did not belong to any skill. Of course, this kind of powerless flame can only burn. thing. Threatening ordinary people, it is impossible to deal with enemies from hell.
　　　　\"Guests? Where are the guests?"
　　　　The barbarian twisted his neck curiously.
　　　　\"That friend, who has stood by for so long, should come out and get acquainted."
The assassin heard it, turned his head and shouted in the shadowy corner where he stood, out of the four people, it seemed that only the barbaric barbarians did not have my presence, which really surprised me, although I did not deliberately hide my breath, But the other four were also in a fierce battle just now. In this case, they can still notice the appearance of the third. It can only prove that their alertness is very strong.
　　　　\"Sorry, because you are so funny that you forget to introduce yourself for a while. [m]"
　　　　 in the sharp eyes of the four people. I slowly walked out of the shadows. When the huge figure of the ghost wolf with Xiaoxue as the ground slowly emerged from the shadows, they were obviously taken aback and responded quickly.
　　　　\"Don’t be nervous, they are just my pets."
　　　　 saw them look alert. I explained with a smile.
　　　　\"Are you Druid Wu Fan...Master...?"
The surprised mage next to 　　　　 reacted first. He blurted out my name and hesitated for a while. I don't know if I admire that I can appear here alone, or because of the courage of Xiaoxue standing behind me, he added the word person in the back.
　　　　\"It’s just a thin name."
　　　　 Seeing other people reacting, I smiled and walked towards them. To be honest, these four people were really interesting, and they made me take the initiative.
Among the four people, the mage and the paladin are obviously more sociable. After confirming my identity, they quickly stood up and greeted me with a formal smile and a very polite tone.
　　　　\"Guru-----"
　　　　Here is a sudden thunder in the stomach of the barbarian behind him, feeling the sight of everyone, and the barbarian touched his bare head embarrassedly.
　　　　\", a fight, hungry."
　　　　 Seeing the barbarian's humorous expression, we looked at each other and smiled, feeling as if we were getting closer.
　　　　\"If we don’t mind, let’s find a suitable place to sit down and get to know you."
　　　　The middle-aged mage suggested that I naturally nodded my approval.
　　　　The assassins and Xiaoxue sent their whistle in front, and everyone walked and chatted, and found a suitable place to rest in a short while, and during this time, I also knew the situation in their team.
Level 21 barbarian Hockleyf, level 2 assassin Zilte, the names of the two of them are already known to me earlier. Cavaliers, when I heard his name, I almost squirted out. This team is really good and powerful.
When the Paladin introduced himself, he coughed a little embarrassedly, corrected his image, and seemed to be not embarrassed to say it, while the other three also cooperated with a sneaking smile and gave his angry seven holes. smoke.
　　　　\"Cough, I am a Paladin at level 21, cough, name, that, called Altman..."
　　　　He coughed twice, and finally the words that would make me spit on the spot and the mosquito-like voice were finally spoken.
　　　　\"Please don’t get me wrong, although my two bucks do look a bit like Orak, but my name is indeed Ultraman."
　　　　He saw me set on the spot. He quickly panicked and explained that, even though he could not be said to be handsome, he came up with a very pleasing face, and grinned, pointing at each side of his own and raised two teeth.
　　　　\"Orak, don’t you get darker and darker?" The mage patted his shoulder sympathetically.
　　　　\"Don’t call me Orak."
　　　　The paladin shot angrily and sympathetically away from the mage.
\"Do not worry."
　　　　 was fixed for a long time, and I finally reacted. His face has never been serious.
　　　　\"In my mind. You will always be Ultraman! Then what Olac can compare with you!"
　　　　 I gave him a thumbs-up, his shiny teeth slightly.
　　　　\"It’s not easy. I was laughed at for decades, so I can find a comrade."
　　　　Although I think there is something wrong with this statement, but the hero of justice that did not think deeply...No, it was the Paladin Ultraman who immediately waved my hand hard. Weeping bitterly, for decades? It seems to be another bitter baby shrouded in the shadow of childhood.
　　　　 For a while, Altman and I quickly got acquainted. Of course, if he knew what I was thinking, I am afraid he would reward me with a sacrifice immediately.
　　　　\"It turns out that you are a special operations team guarding the village of Ahn'Qiraj!"
　　　　The time was in a hurry. I just glanced at the list of the other nine special operations team members. Now that they say so, they suddenly have a little impression. Think about it too. Their average level is already 20, which is higher than that of Drew, and it is not surprising that they can be selected as a special operations team.
　　　　 Five people were surrounded by a campfire. The water bag in my hand is a special clear water given to me by Ankara, and the squealing Hockleyf, who is already hungry, is a barbeque and a sip of water.It is not pleasant to eat, let alone others. . Even I have a pain. It's not easy to make Akara's pure water, so he ruined this cow.
　　　　\"Hey. Unfortunately, we have not done our duty."
　　　　 Katiev's eyes flashed a bit of bleakness. No matter who he was, as long as he recalled his partner who fell in front of himself in that war, I'm afraid I couldn't laugh.
　　　　\"Yeah, the four of us joined forces and it wasn't even as good as you."
The barbarian stuffed with barbecue in his mouth was a bit frustrated and vaguely said, if it is someone else, I am afraid it will be considered a kind of obscure provocation, but it is not objectionable to say it by Hockleyf, I am afraid this is exactly The barbarian has a straightforward and charming personality.
Assassin Zilte also looked enviously at the little snow nestling on the edge of the door alerting to the snow, the white figure, the strong body, the sharp eyes, no matter who saw such a pet, I am afraid it will be difficult to make envy. .
　　　　\"I feel a bit regretful. I actually wanted to be a druid before." He sighed in a hush, and thought about the vicissitudes of the year.
　　　　\"Why did you choose an assassin later?" I asked curiously.
　　　　\"Because..."
　　　　\"Because when he lined up for registration at the training camp, he saw another team with fewer people, so he inserted it smartly, and the result was that he became an assassin."
The mage at the side took the speech and gave me an explanation that made me absolutely admired. I looked at Zilte with a despised look: \"Give up, even if you are a druid, it is also a waste wood druid, it should be Fortunately, the vulgar himself chose the vulgar path of the assassin."
　　　　\"To make you talkative, Kateyev, don’t want to think about how much you have lost to the Master’s Union?"
　　　　The blushing Zilte said angrily~EbookFREE.me~I didn't want to be a mage to be a master. "
　　　　Katyev showed an unbearable look like Zilter.
　　　　\"When I was young, I was very much looking forward to becoming a majestic paladin, but..."
　　　　 He shook his head, showing a painful look.
　　　　\"But when I signed up, the Paladin instructor said that my legs were too short, which was not suitable for melee occupation, hateful, why did my parents treat me like this..."
　　　　\"Actually, when I first started, I did not intend to become a paladin."
　　　　 This time, our justice hero Altman violently committed himself.
　　　　\"I wanted to be a barbarian, but..." he sighed with emotion.
　　　　\"At first the barbarian instructor said that I was too short and the voice was not loud enough..."
　　　　The four of them all set their eyes on the barbarian who was eating and drinking in the sea, and you were beating you without any violence.
　　　　\"I...?" Hockley, who was full of oil, pointed at himself with the barbecue in his hand, and there were a few pieces of meat on his face.
　　　　\"I, actually I was envious of Amazon, but the instructor told me not to accept men..."
　　　　He touched his bald head with his greasy right hand. Under the dim bonfire, the tattooed bald head that stung the greasy totem appeared even smoother and brighter...
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