Chapter 71: Salna

Maybe it’s a remote place, or maybe it’s because most of the people here are civilians. I didn’t dare to ask me when I saw that the transferee was selling things. In short, after a while, my stall was still breezy. I don’t have a single figure, but I’m not in a hurry. As a former senior player, I don’t lack patience. As the so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, I have put a few bottles of red on the stall, as long as there is a first Personally speaking, it will naturally pass ten to ten and hundred to ten.
Sure enough, after a while, a curious young man walked slowly with courage, looked at me carefully, and then looked at the reddish on the stall for a moment, then showed a look of surprise, I ran out in a hurry. I think if there is a mobile phone in this world, he has already taken it out and dialed desperately. Of course, it is not impossible to send text messages in groups...
After a while, the first customer appeared, a paladin with a sigh of beard on his chin, which looked very powerful, but look at the equipment, Khan, and generally speaking, when the senior transferee returned to Camp Roger , Will replace the better equipment on the body, only the new talent likes to run around in a full set of ragged clothes, combined with the Paladin's "clothing" and age, I judge now, this is definitely a newcomer.
　　 Actually, this paladin is much older than me. I seem to be very rude to a newcomer, but who is called the boss in this world, who has high rank and strong strength?
　　 "Do you want to sell these life potions?"
　　The Paladin saw me wearing a cloak and sat there inexplicably. He did not dare to neglect and asked respectfully.
　　 "Sell potions of life, one bottle of 5 gold coins, each person is limited to 10 bottles, and no one is allowed to buy it. If you are caught, go to Master Akara to explain it yourself."
I said expressionlessly, 10 bottles per person. In this way, it is not too much. I believe it will not embarrass Akara, hum. As for someone who wants to use small means to repeat the purchase, don’t blame me if you catch it. And don’t expect to deny it, lying in front of Akara is useless.
　　After hearing that he could only buy 10 bottles, the paladin showed a slight disappointment, but he still readily paid 50 gold coins and took 10 bottles of mini life potions to leave. Next, customers started to slowly increase, but most of them are new transfers, probably because 10 bottles of mini life potions are not very useful for senior transfers.
It seems that there are really a lot of new recruits who have been promoted in the recent period. After a while, my stall was filled with more than 10 transferees, and the number is still increasing slowly, except for the center of the camp known as the transferee paradise. It is rare for so many transferees to get together, so occasionally a few people passing by stopped in the distance and watched. The surprised look made me feel very accomplished-hum Laozi alone can make a street lively.
There are various occupations for these transfers, and the clothing and weapons are messy. It looks a bit like the peasant army. I don’t care how much money. Some of them have not changed for a long time. They can’t even get 10 gold coins on their bodies. The shy helplessness in the bag reminded me of the feeling when I first came and pinched the 10 gold coins that Lal gave me. I was especially touched. I simply waved a free gift with a big hand and saw them exposed The grateful look made me more satisfied than earning 50 gold coins.
As the saying goes, bliss leads to sorrow. This is true. Just as I am proud of myself, and enjoy the supreme pleasure of being a businessman, an unexpected person suddenly appears, and I see the crowd suddenly disperse. When I was wondering what happened, a slender and slender figure, like the stars arching the moon, walked forward slowly, reflecting into my eyes.
She stood quietly across from her. Her straight body was as proud as a goddess. The long golden hair swayed by the breeze was still as dazzling as gold. The dark blue pupil reflected my outline, white and delicate. There was no expression on his melon seeds.
"We meet again."
　　 She blinked her eyes, suddenly revealing an expression of saucy or seductive.
"Uh... yes... yeah!" I know my expression must be quite helpless now, no way, since I learned her information last time at Doug, I still have the guts to continue to blame in front of her what. .
　　Salna, recognized as the first master in the Roger camp, and a 23rd-level Amazonian female warrior, is equivalent to the witch in the Roger camp.
The Amazon is a very peculiar race. It has a rare maternal social structure. All affairs in the family are handled by women, and men have no status at all. Their role is only to produce offspring and do some heavy Farm work. Although the women from the Amazons know that the outside world is different from that of the family, they are mostly dominated by men, and they dare not be arrogant, but the concept developed from small to large makes them look casually. The male gaze still showed a trace of contempt.
Salna is a very strange Amazon, no matter in appearance or character-her face is soft and beautiful, her nose is pretty and straight, but it has nine points that are in line with the characteristics of the elves, if it is not long blond hair and hot The figure, and the smell of Amazon, maybe no one believes that she is an Amazon, and there seems to be rumors that she is a hybrid of Amazon and elf.
Her personality is even less like a female Amazon. She has lived in the family for more than ten years. She has never formed the concept of being male and female. In her eyes, there are only two things like and dislike. , And her so-called likes are exactly changeable.
　　 So to say her character, to speak a little better, can be described as love and hate, dare to love dare to hate, if it is more accurate, it is that the elf is weird and moody.
Therefore, not many people dared to approach her, or she was arrogant and arrogant, and did not look down on those people. When she was happy, she could greet an acquaintance on the road with a smile, but in normal times, please thousands Don’t mess with her. She once had a record of turning over the elite squad formed by several elite transferees in a row, and couldn’t even raise her head in the Rog camp for years.
　　 As for her level, perhaps the unsuspecting person will make a ridiculous laughter-level 23 still stays in the Rog camp, is it humiliating!
But if you dare to speak out, without using Salna, the surrounding transferees will definitely put you in the pot of the sinking demon camp first-although the transferers in the Roger camp are afraid of her, they are more Most of them admire, not only because she is the first master of the Roger camp, but also because she has never teamed up with other transferees. From becoming a transferee to now, she has come by herself. If she can’t get everyone’s awe, then she will continue to single out Andalil’s vow, which will definitely make any transferee feel moved.
　　Why? If you dare to say that a person singled Andalil, even if you were mixed up to level 30 and stayed in Camp Roger, no one would dare to laugh at you because, from ancient times to now, there is only the most powerful wizard in the legend, Ta La Xia tried heads-up Andalil at level 24 and successfully defeated it.
To be honest, I also admire her. The pain of leveling alone may be the best I know in the entire Rog camp, except for Sharna. The repeated silence and killing almost failed me. Crazy, even after removing the psychological factors, a person's experience is very dangerous. Even if there is a BUG amulet, I have appeared several times in danger. And how did Shaerna, who had nothing at first, survived, really It's hard to imagine that I have been able to survive twice or more. It can be said to be lucky, but until now, I can't afford to be a little lucky. It can be said to be a symbol of strength. I can't admire it.
　　……
　　 "How to look back, where did the majesty at the first meeting."
When she came back to her, Shaerna was frowning and approached me. She didn’t like the ground dirty. She squatted on the ground like me. She was not much shorter than me, so the eyes of the two were immediately The difference between her face and her quiet and soft face is that her eyes are full of wild aggression. It is said that it is amazing, or it is aggressive. In short, it can't be looked directly at.
　　 "Sister Selna, you scared my customers away."
Looking at her, there was no one behind, and even the people who had just stood in the distance watching, disappeared without a trace, which shows how the Amazonian beauty has reached a kind in the eyes of others degree.
　　 "As a transferee, are you selling life potions here?"
　　Salna's words seemed to express surprise, but her expression revealed more eagerness to try. Does she also want to try a stall to do business? Sure enough it has the title of weirdo... Hey, don't count me in.
　　 "Sister Selna, are you here to buy the potion? One bottle of 5 gold coins, limited to 10 bottles, pass by, don't miss it!"
　　 Watched her picking up a bottle of medicament and swaying around, I said helplessly, the master of level 23, I must have missed these reddish bars.
　　 "Okay."
　　 didn't expect my words to just fall off, she immediately took out 50 gold coins, put them in front of me, and then took 10 bottles of medicine from the stall and put them in the inventory.
　　I was shocked. After all, I couldn't help but curiosity and asked, "Sister Selna, do you still need these tiny potions?"
　　Salna seemed to be shocked when she heard me, and said lightly: "Little brother, don't underestimate a bottle of life potion, it may save your life at the critical moment."
　　I was speechless suddenly, and Sarnah did make sense, but how could she understand my mood as a rural upstart?
　　 "Then Sister Salna, what's the matter with you?"
　　 As if reminded by me, Salna's eyes lighted up suddenly.
"Yeah, I almost forgot. I heard that there is a person like me who has experienced it alone until now, so I want to come over and see where is the sacred, but I didn't expect it to be you again, do you say we are very Are you destined?"
　　 Her dark blue eyes like an ocean, slightly bent, like a crescent moon, exuding a charming and charming atmosphere.
what? I lacked but couldn't care about admiring her charming style, and I was shocked-how did she know about the things I experienced alone? The only people who know this are Akara and Lal, but I believe they will never say it. "
　　 "How do you know that I am a human being?" I asked in a shocked voice.
　　 "Um...it seems to be a mercenary squad called the Snow Wolf Mercenary Corps, I heard that the strength is quite good."
　　Salna seemed to think very hard before answering.
It's them! I was relieved, and the personal figure appeared in my mind-it was the team I met in the cave for the second time, knowing my things, it was not enough for them, but I didn't expect them to promote it back, Hey, I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.
"It's you..." She suddenly stared at me carefully, her curly brow furrowed: "The comparison with half a year ago is too great, I don't like it, or is it more fun like you used to be... "
　　Khan, do you like to do anything about me? Sister, hurry up, I have to do business! I looked at Shaerna with tears and smiles, but it was not good to offend her, so I could only follow her words.
　　 "No, I don't think there is any difference from half a year ago."
　　 "You didn't notice it?" She wrinkled the thin willow eyebrow again. I found that she likes to do this little action. It is estimated that she often makes her face complex. The title of the witch is not given in vain.
　　 Next, she shook the life potion in her hand in front of me, on the delicate glass bottle, and my reflection was blurred.
　　 "There is no difference, just a pale face, uh... well, I admit, it's a bit gloomy, but it's not as exaggerated as you said!"
　　 "It's just that you are used to this kind of self, and naturally you can't find any changes, and..." She shook her index finger at me, her little finger flicked, three-point naughty, seven-point cute.
　　 "I'm not talking about appearance, but temperament."
　　 "Temperament?" I should be vaguely aware that the thing of temperament seems to be more hushed.
　　 "Yes, haven't you found out yet? You are already a qualified transferee now. The murderousness of your body can almost scare the child to cry."
　　 murderous, do you think this is a novel? But what did Sharlna's last sentence seem to make me catch? Murderous, scaring children to cry? Is it because of this that Xiao Shala gradually alienated me? Yes, it must be! !
　　 I seemed to grab a straw, and jumped from the ground with joy.
　　 However, next, I bowed my head in distress, even if I knew the reason, how could I solve it? This is a murderous thing, not a reminder of Salna. I can't even detect it myself, so how can I solve it? Thinking this way, I accidentally glanced at Salna, but suddenly froze.
According to the truth, Shaerna is also a person who has experienced more killing monsters than me. Why, there is no trace of murderousness on her beautiful face, and Lal, and they are also Doug, this is why?
　　 I looked at Salna's eyes suddenly and eagerly.
　　 "Do you have any way to hide the murderousness, can you teach me?"
　　 My reaction seemed to be as expected, but she narrowed her eyes happily: "It's okay to teach you, but what are my benefits?"
　　My eyes also narrowed, so I did not dare to flicker countless of me on the Internet, haven't I been taught last time? Let me disgust you for a while today.
　　 I blushed suddenly, and looked at Sarna with a twisted look: "Sister, you say, even... even if you want me, I should answer you at most..."
　　 "Which, which..." Shaerna was shocked, and after reacting to what I meant, she was obviously thundered and stood there, looking at me in disbelief, as if looking at a monster.
"I... hey, forget it, I already knew that you guy is a rascal~EbookFREE.me~ After a long time, Sharlna clutched her forehead helplessly, and seemed to have remembered my style of archery last time, I thought this kid had changed. I didn't expect it to be so shameless, but it didn't seem so disgusting...
　　Salna recovered quickly, with an unpredictable smile on her face.
　　 "It's not impossible to know the way, but you have to call me my sister, huh..." After she finished speaking, she seemed to laugh with pride.
　　 I was stunned for a while, so simple? In the past, in online games, the highest level is the boss. My brother and sister are not called less, nor are they called less. I have been immunized for a long time.
　　 "Sister Selna, is it like this?" I smiled and called it naturally.
When she heard it, she was a little bit lost. There was no one who was lonely in her childhood. She rarely understood the meaning of this sister. Originally she just wanted to tease me, but I heard that my sister called so kind and natural. Her heart seemed to be touched.
"Can you call again?" Her eyes seemed to be filled with a mist, which made me unable to see what she was thinking, but the faint entreaties in her tone made me unable to refuse and called again. Sentence only.
　　 At this time, she also reacted, and her dark blue eyes returned to the wildness and shrewdness of the past.
　　 "No, not qualified." She shook her head, her blonde hair dazzling like the sun.
"I practice every day in the archery field. You can come to me and wait until I am satisfied. Let me teach you." After she finished, she left a series of laughs that disappeared in the distance before I could react. Office.
　　 Leaning, being fooled, thinking that I am a generation of otakus, actually fooled by a woman from a different world...