The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 115 Sorceress Shar
The bartender's answer made Roger's heart skip a beat.
But he quickly grasped two key words in the other party's words.
"Floating islands" and "flooding".
There is a lot of information hidden behind this.
As far as Roger knows.
The people living on the floating island are from six major "families", who are the real rulers of the Gem City.
The many gangs under the floating island are just the external manifestations of the complex influence of the six major families.
This group of people holds the core power of Gem City.
That power is magic.
That's right.
Today's floating island in the Jewel City is a legacy of the "Etheric Society" era.
After the people of the six major families inherited the authority of the Ether Society.
The "Truth Society" was established in the style of the old times.
The Society of Truth represents the highest level of magical attainment in the Gem City and the surrounding areas.
It is said that the number of extraordinary wizards inside exceeds double digits.
This is a very terrifying force.
And in this case.
The "Ether-eating Dragon" can actually overrun the floating island...
Thinking back to when Roger marked the Ether Eater, the other party not only did not dodge, but instead rushed towards him aggressively.
It is not difficult to infer the following results:
The Ether Eater has extremely high spell resistance, possibly even magic immunity!
At the same time, its own physical defense is also high enough.
Only in this situation can it dare to be so arrogant.
As for why he was slapped to death by Roger.
It is most likely due to "qi".
"The Crushing Palm is indeed a powerful weapon for exorcising demons. After all, I am still a disciple of the Qingquan Sect with a legitimate family background."
Roger thought with considerable pride.
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"But I advise you not to think too much."
Before you know it.
The bartender started talking more. He looked at Roger seriously:
"Last week, a few people tried to use this to get on the floating island, but were thrown off."
"If it were you, how would you feel if you were thrown off a floating island nearly a thousand meters high?"
Roger nodded in agreement:
“That was a really scary thing.”
The bartender nodded with satisfaction:
"So, don't think about reaching the sky in one step."
"I think you look good. I have a few other jobs you can try."
After saying that.
He calmly pushed a small piece of paper over.
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"Urgent recruitment: strong and tough|male/gentle boy/creamy boy"
"Work location: unknown, mostly floating island ladies' salons"
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"Ah, thank you for your kindness...but I won't consider that for now."
Roger declined the bartender's kind invitation.
No wonder.
The new human skin mask he put on was a little frivolous in temperament, but it did look good.
After the change, his charm increased by 2 points.
And it may add more points in terms of appearance.
After being rejected by Roger, the bartender's attitude immediately turned cold.
Roger was not angry. After paying a tip as promised, he was about to leave.
Who knew that the bartender would take the initiative to talk to the girl in the black skirt behind Roger:
"May I know your name, beautiful lady?"
The girl in the black dress was stunned for a moment and looked at Roger.
The latter blinked.
She immediately understood and said tenderly:
"My name is Woodpecker."
She had just learned the common language, which was a little halting, but it carried an indescribable charm.
"Ah, Woodpecker! What a poetic name!"
The bartender immediately hummed a song, and after he finished humming, he looked at the girl in the black skirt affectionately:
"Can I buy you a drink?"
He quickly glanced at Roger's departing back.
The woodpecker smiled shyly:
"sure."
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late at night.
In a single room on the third floor of the Scavenger Inn.
The girl in the black dress who had just returned placed a large bag of information on the table.
While flipping through the information, Roger asked casually:
"How was the wine?"
The woodpecker said tenderly:
“It’s terrible.”
Roger frowned and said, "Use a normal voice."
"Yes, Master. It's terrible."
A deep male voice sounded:
"The human got more and more excited as he drank, and then he took me to his residence, where these things were found."
Roger nodded:
"And then? Did he discover your identity?"
The woodpecker frowned and said:
“That’s the bad part.”
“After he found out, he became even more excited.”
Roger coughed violently and almost choked himself.
"And then what?"
He asked gossipingly.
"I killed him."
The woodpecker said succinctly:
"The errand he tried to introduce you to during the day was a trap."
"The so-called job content is not to serve the ladies at all, but to become a human experiment subject for a wizard on the floating island."
"According to what I have heard, more than 20 people have been deceived this year, and their fates were very miserable."
Roger nodded slightly.
This did not come as a surprise to him.
When the bartender was promoting his job, his sixth sense detected malicious intent.
I just didn't expect it to be like this.
"This floating island is really shrouded in gloom."
Roger couldn't help but snort.
He thought quietly for a while and said:
"In the next period of time, have Ugu take the others to find an abandoned farm and stay there. Wait for me to inform you on the next move."
"This money is enough for your expenses, but you must be careful and keep a low profile."
The woodpecker nodded repeatedly.
"What about you, Master?"
She couldn't help but ask one more question.
"Go to the floating island."
Roger tapped lightly on the document in his hand that he had pulled out from a pile of intelligence.
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「Mission: Recruiting experienced masseurs」
"Description: Ms. Shar from Floating Island No. 4 suffers from cervical spondylosis and hip pain. She is now recruiting experienced masseurs from all over the Gem City area. The hourly wage starts from 200 copper coins."
"Contact: Old Locke (You can find him near Black Hawk Square or the Ruins Bridge)"
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The next afternoon.
In Black Hawk Square.
A frivolous young man carrying a black coffin walked by quickly, attracting a lot of people's attention.
But in the Gem City.
There are people wearing all kinds of strange clothes.
In the eyes of many people, coffins are just a decoration.
The prostitutes outside the square whistled and flirted with the boy, but unfortunately he ignored them.
"Are you Ah Ba?"
A corner of the square.
The gray-haired old Locke joked:
"Don't be so nervous. Going to the floating island is not like going to die."
"Of course, if you can't satisfy Ms. Shar, she might throw you off the floating island, and this coffin will be useless. Why not sell it to me at a low price?"
Roger raised his eyebrows and said somewhat arrogantly:
"I am a martial artist , and this is my training tool."
Old Locke nodded with relief:
"Yes, I have seen your self-introduction. You are a martial artist from the deep mountains of Thunder Highlands."
"Perhaps it's someone like you that Ms. Shar needs."
"We have to hurry up, or we'll have to wait for more than two hours for the next float."
Roger remained silent.
Just followed Old Locke into the depths of Black Hawk Square.
20 minutes later.
They were standing on the deck of a medium-sized floating boat.
Amid the huge roar of inferior medium stone.
The float slowly took off.
As the strong wind blew, many people on the deck involuntarily held onto the wooden poles at hand.
Roger didn't help, as he had seen this kind of wind in the sky many times.
Wait until the airflow gradually stabilizes.
Old Locke then spoke:
"Don't be too anxious. The floating ship flies very slowly. Today it is the turn of floating island No. 4 to rise to the highest orbit, so it will take longer."
Roger was surprised:
"With such low transportation efficiency, don't the masters on the floating island find it too slow?"
Old Locke smiled:
"If you join the six major families someday, you won't have to ride on a floating boat anymore."
"Your means of transportation will become an 'Ether Gate'. It is a very powerful teleportation technology, left by our ancestors in the old days. I heard that the masters of the Truth Society have been working hard to restore this technology. I wonder when it will be successfully promoted so that we can also enjoy that convenience."
Roger heard the tentative tone in his words and glared at him fiercely.
The latter smiled awkwardly and said no more.
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The pontoon slowly approached the shore.
Old Locke led Roger through the clean and tidy city and finally arrived at a secluded villa.
After knocking on the door, a butler will come to receive you.
Old Locke completed his mission as a broker and left without looking back.
The middle-aged housekeeper with a serious expression led Roger to the living room, said just a few words and left.
Roger put down the black coffin and sat down by himself.
The decoration in the living room is extremely luxurious.
The floor is paved with whole pieces of pure white marble.
Intricately designed citrine chandeliers hang from the dome, about seven or eight meters long.
Everywhere you look is golden and magnificent.
Even the handle of the chair Roger sat on was inlaid with two pieces of white marble.
The word "rich" was almost typed on the furniture.
Suddenly.
He felt an itchy sensation on the back of his hand.
Roger looked down and was immediately happy——
An ether-eating dragon appeared out of nowhere and was now dancing and shouting on the back of his hand!
Roger smiled.
A backhand slap.
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"You killed an Ether Eater Dragon."
"You gained 1 XP"
"Your reflexes are slightly improved."
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"It feels good."
Roger was very happy!
"What are you doing?"
A curious voice came.
Roger looked up.
What caught my eye was a head of long fiery red hair.
Big eyes.
Long eyelashes.
Oval face.
Explosive body.
At this point, Roger stopped looking down because the other person was only wearing a loose pair of pajamas.
on the data bar.
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"Sixth Sense: You met the sorceress Shar, her level is between 36 and 41, and she is suspected to have demonic blood."
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"Sixth Sense: You perceive that the sorceress Shar is not wearing..."
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Roger quickly looked away.
The sixth sense is so sharp.
He had to control himself.
"Just an annoying bug."
Roger calmly held the body of the Ether-Eating Dragon in his palm, and then asked:
"Can we start treatment now?"
Shar glanced thoughtfully at the black coffin beside him and yawned lazily:
"sure."
"Let me be frank with you. If you cannot satisfy me, you'd better bring a scroll of flying with you."
After saying that , she turned and walked into the inner room.
Roger hurried after him.
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10 minutes later.
In a dimly lit room.
Three incense sticks were burning in the corner, and the scent of mixed essential oils filled the air, adding a somewhat charming flavor.
Shar lay on the long water bed and urged:
"quick."
Roger slowly placed his right hand on her hip.
A large amount of energy gathers here.
Thanks to Roger's efforts.
It seeped out little by little.
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"Hint: You use 'Chi' to locally heal the target."
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"Huh?"
Shar, who was lying prone, made a surprised sound.
Not long.
The sorceress's continuous humming of pleasure could be heard from the room.
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