Volume 3 New World Chapter 34: Swing Inn
"Robin?" Marvin was slightly stunned.
He immediately realized that with his current image, he was no longer an unknown person on the West Coast.
Robin the Dragon Slayer!
This name had spread throughout the Pangbo Sea long ago. As Marvin and Jessica became more famous, the City of Hope and the Stone Mountain came back into people's sight.
Although Marvin left the City of Hope soon after killing Clark, his appearance was still spread by many people.
"I didn't expect that even trying to disguise a more low-key identity would fail."
Ma Wen smiled bitterly in his heart .
He left the wood elf's hut and subconsciously activated his disguise, but he didn't realize that he was using the image of Robin who had made a big splash last time.
No wonder when I went to line up, the other people looked at me with something strange in their eyes.
It turns out that they all recognized me.
At that moment, Marvin's eyes rolled, and it was time to show off his acting skills.
A trace of surprise appeared on his face: "Robin? Who is Robin?"
"My name is Kerry."
"You got the wrong person, didn't you?"
Then he tilted his head slightly and adjusted his camouflage calmly.
This slight adjustment was done so quickly that Marvin only modified part of the face, making this person 70% similar to Robin.
As expected, the barbarian warrior was also stunned. He looked at him again and smiled awkwardly:
"I didn't expect that I recognized the wrong person."
There was a burst of laughter from the side, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
This is normal!
How could a legendary warrior like Lord Robin look down upon a small Wolf Spider Mercenary Group?
They must look too similar.
Thinking of this, the barbarian warrior was not angry. He looked at Marvin's waist.
It is said that Lord Robin used a spear, while the rest of the weapons seemed to be muskets of the Sand Tribe.
But the "Kree" in front of him was clearly using a pair of scimitars and looked like a ranger. Even the weapons he used were different, so he was definitely not Lord Robin.
Thinking of this, he felt a little embarrassed.
Marvin smiled secretly. Being too high-profile is never a good thing. Fortunately, he has the ability to disguise himself, otherwise he would attract attention wherever he goes.
Whether it is Marvin or Robin, both identities are very well-known, and it is time to change to another one.
…
Now that it has been confirmed that the person coming is not Robin, necessary tests are still necessary.
"Mr. Kerry, if you want to participate in tomorrow's expedition, you need to withstand at least ten of my moves."
The barbarian warrior was obviously very confident in his own strength. He kindly advised: "If you are not strong enough, it will be difficult for you to resist my attack."
If someone else said something like this, people would definitely boo him.
But everyone had seen in the previous tests that most of the testers were no match for the Barbarian Warrior. This guy was born with great strength, and he said this not out of pride, but out of a kind reminder.
"There's a reason why Manniu can be one of Wolf Spider's vice-leaders."
"Yes, although he is only at the third level, most fourth-level masters may not be his match."
"He hasn't even unlocked [Ancestral Blessing] and [Violent Bloodline]. It's said that he's the barbarian with the best chance of becoming a legend in the City of Ruins."
"Since Mr. Kerry is not Lord Robin, he is probably no match for the Bull. Look at his thin arms and legs, and his pair of scimitars look like they are cut from hard leaves. I'm afraid he can't withstand a blow from the Bull!"
As the test continued, everyone couldn't help but talk about it.
Among them, there were some who had been eliminated by the Wolf Spider Mercenaries before. They had fought with the Bull before, so they naturally knew that this guy had quite a bit of skills.
The barbarians have excellent physical fitness, second only to the dark elves underground in terms of comprehensiveness. However, most barbarians worship their ancestors, which means they can gain strength from the spirits of their ancestors. At the same time, some barbarians also have violent bloodlines. After adding the two together, a peak third-level barbarian is indeed no less powerful than an ordinary fourth-level warrior.
Outside the fairly open door, Marvin nodded slightly.
The battle between the two sides immediately began!
The barbarian warrior roared angrily and rushed forward. The axe raised high drew a phantom, overwhelming the sky!
However, at this moment, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed!
In a flash, Marvin's body was so light that he just brushed past the axe.
He himself was not harmed at all.
Under the barbarian warrior's horrified gaze, Marvin calmly placed his scimitar against his neck.
"Is it OK?"
He asked softly.
There was a dead silence all around.
Marvin's ghostly movements and reaction speed made it impossible for people to react at all!
The Savage blinked three times before coming to his senses.
"Yes, of course..." He couldn't help swallowing, his eyes filled with fear!
Marvin smiled slightly and put away his scimitar.
Are you kidding me? I’m an 18th-level ranger and I can’t deal with a 15th-level barbarian?
Marvin doesn't need to use any trump cards. He can crush the barbarians just by relying on his strong physical fitness.
This is the power of [God's Agility]!
Before the people around him could recover from the shock, Marvin had completed the handover procedures with the barbarian.
Just gather at the designated location of the Wolf Spider Mercenaries before tomorrow evening.
The operation was to be carried out at night, which was exactly what Marvin wanted.
After getting a spot on the expedition, Marvin quickly blended into the crowd and disappeared.
The barbarian warrior watched Marvin's vitality fade away and quietly wiped his sweat.
At the moment of the fight just now, he truly felt a murderous aura.
If I really take action, I'm afraid I'll be killed instantly!
"This guy... is really scary."
The barbarian felt a slight chill in his heart. Even if it was not Lord Robin, he was probably a very powerful man.
Who knew that at this moment, someone patted him gently on the shoulder.
The Savage turned around in amazement.
It was a man hidden in a cloak, and his voice was very soft and pleasant:
"I also want to join tomorrow's adventure. Can I try?"
The Savage nodded.
"Don't know what to call you?"
The cloaked man seemed to glance at Marvin's figure who had disappeared in the crowd, and then said in a low voice: "My name is Gwen."
…
Marvin naturally had no idea about what happened next at the entrance of the Wolf Spider Mercenary Group.
He wandered around the ruined city for a while and finally chose an inn as a temporary resting place.
[Swing Hotel]. A very interesting name.
Marvin walked through the leaf-covered gate and found that all the seats in the inn were replaced by swings hanging from thick wooden vines.
The hotel's business seemed to be average, with only a few people in the lobby.
The owner of the inn is a middle-aged woman. She looks quite old. Time has covered up her once beautiful face, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes make her look even more vicissitudes of life.
Ma Wen only took a glance and was greatly surprised:
It's actually her! ?
