Volume 8 Guild Chapter 8 A Little Difficulty
"Jeff, move a little to the left; the warehouse is also crazy, move a little closer; Buddha Smile, move one step to the right... enough, enough, if you move any further to the right you will hit me; Yangtze River Delta, stay away from me, your hammer is almost hitting my belly button..." In the void, the voice of the dark elf assassin Red Wolf came out of nowhere.
"Jeff, don't push me." Chang Sanjiao yelled.
"The warehouse is crazy too, you are stepping on my feet!" I shouted in a low voice.
"Foxiao, stop kicking my heels all the time." The dwarf lady muttered unhappily.
"Ouch, which idiot is poking my ass!" The human swordsman Buddha smiled with resentment.
Under the command of Red Wolf, we were in chaos.
"I say, can't you be a little quieter?" Red Wolf said angrily.
"You still have the nerve to say who caused the difficult situation we are in. The thief who sneaked in with us should have enough self-awareness." Chang Sanjiao tilted his head to the left and spoke righteously to the empty air.
"Shh, be careful, someone is coming!" Red Wolf suddenly reminded us.
Two young elven girls turned a corner from the intersection ahead and walked towards us, talking and laughing. However, when they noticed our presence, their laughter stopped abruptly, and an expression of surprise and shrinking froze on their faces.
What they saw were four thugs with ferocious expressions and angry eyes, playing with weapons in their hands, looking at passers-by with fierce and cold eyes. The four thugs stood in a flat diamond shape, occupying more than half of the originally narrow path, and were slowly approaching them with a grim smile.
Soon, one of the elf girls carrying a bow and arrow secretly pulled the corner of her companion's clothes, and the two girls lowered their heads and timidly turned to another road, not even daring to look at us.
Seeing their backs disappear from sight, the four villains heaved a sigh of relief and reunited:
"Yangtze River Delta is so ugly that he scared away two beautiful sisters." Warehouse also pointed at the fat face of the Orc Shadow Thief and laughed loudly.
"Nonsense, my figure is so tall and strong, my expression is so kind, my eyes are so gentle, my smile is so sexy, it is obviously you, a perverted old witch, who scared them away. Look at your useless look, your nose bleeds almost to your forehead when you see a beautiful woman. I don't know if it's because you are too short, so the atmospheric pressure is particularly strong." Changjiang Delta was not willing to be outdone and immediately retorted.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. It's really not easy to tell which one of you is uglier..." Red Wolf's weird and mocking voice floated in the air.
"You ungrateful guy, who do you think we are doing this for?" Faced with the provocation of the dark elf, the dwarf priest and the orc shadow thief quickly formed a solid alliance and shouted angrily at the air in unison.
It must be admitted that the "Nighthawk Wind Rider" suit has an amazing and significant effect on improving the assassin's stealth skills. Although the six gate guards standing on both sides of the holy city of Fresshit are nearly ten levels higher than him, with the help of this professional suit, the dark elf assassin Red Wolf still managed to slip into the gate under their noses.
When he sneaked into the city gate, a tense episode occurred: just as he was about to enter the city gate, a patrol of soldiers holding halberds came towards him and headed out of the city, just meeting us at the city gate. The dark elf with ill intentions was startled, and fearing that he would be discovered by the patrol, he quickly hid to the right and made a wide enough passage for them. However, this action caused the distance between him and the last row of city gate guards on the right to exceed the safety limit.
The alert city gate guard immediately noticed the whereabouts of the dark elf. He turned his head abruptly and stared vigilantly in the direction of the dark elf. His eyes, as bright as an eagle's, seemed to be able to penetrate the air and look straight into people's hearts.
Red Wolf was totally unprepared, as if he was stunned by this unexpected change, and he stood there with his eyes wide open with the soldier. Seeing that his first infiltration plan was about to be easily strangled in the cradle, I suddenly thought of a clever idea and stood in front of the guard to block his sight:
"Sir, where can I find the pharmacist in the city? Where is the blacksmith? Where is the grocery store..." I waved the magic map in my hand vigorously, wishing I could stick the entire map on his head.
My method really worked. The vigilant guard immediately gave up the search for the intruder and diligently pointed out the location of the pharmacist on the map. When he raised his head again to look at the dark elf's hiding place, the illegal stowaway had already disappeared without a trace.
Despite being quite frightened, successfully sneaking into the city gate only meant that the dark elves' theft plan had just begun, and with it came another headache: how to move around in this city.
You know, Freshit is one of the largest and most prosperous cities in the entire Falvi continent. Although now is not the busiest time for space travelers to descend on the continent, there are still many pedestrians walking back and forth on the streets of the city. In some crowded sections of the road, people are bound to have minor collisions and contacts.
For Red Wolf, an adventurer from the enemy camp, even the slightest contact from us would break his stealth state and expose him. Even if no one touches him, even if he has a suit that provides stealth bonus protection, in a crowded crowd, it is difficult to guarantee that there won't be one or two particularly vigilant pedestrians who will discover his whereabouts. And once a dark elf is exposed in the main city of the Falvi Continental Alliance Army, you can fully imagine how the mainland's "angry young men" full of patriotism will "warmly and attentively" receive him.
In order to protect Red Wolf's whereabouts from being revealed, when we were moving, I, Chang Sanjiao, Cang Kuang Ye Feng Kuang and Fo Xiao arranged ourselves in a diamond shape, surrounding him in the middle to prevent the dark elf from coming into close contact with other pedestrians. And when we encountered a lone pedestrian on a narrow road, we would try to act fierce and domineering to make them take a detour as much as possible.
This sounds simple, but it is not an easy job. When the assassin is in stealth, his movement speed will be reduced to one-third of the usual speed. Even though the assassin's professional suit can increase the movement speed when in stealth, the Red Wolf's movement speed is still much slower than ours. The person walking behind him will step on his heels if he is not careful. And his stealth effect is really ridiculous. Although we know that he is standing in the middle, we often lose his trace completely if we are not careful - we can't find his position, so naturally we can't keep a distance from him.
In this way, we can only adjust our pace and speed according to the dark elves' instructions. Under the dark elves' messy instructions, the chaotic scene just now has been repeated on the streets.
We first escorted Red Wolf to the Guild Application Office in Freschitte City, a small wooden bungalow that was surprisingly simple. A fence divided the narrow room into two halves. An old dwarf with wrinkles on his face so thick that they could almost kill a fly sat on a raised chair with his feet dangling in the air, facing the fence and squinting his eyes weakly. He was the only "guild applicant" in the entire Falvi Continental Alliance who was legally recognized.
Like many places across the mainland, these government offices always arrange some elderly uncles and aunts to handle these public affairs. Coincidentally, these staff members often have some common characteristics, such as: their work efficiency is always very low, they have bad tempers, very poor service attitudes, and they always like to tell you many inexplicable truths that are related to the national economy and people's livelihood, the mainland's structure, and the people of the world, but have nothing to do with you.
There is a notice board outside the house. Every notice applying to establish a guild will be posted here waiting for the signatures of guild members. This notice board is so short that it makes people feel depressed. I almost have to bend my waist at a right angle to read the words on it normally.
It is said that the height of the signboard was precisely measured by experts from the city administration department of Freschit City, and it was placed at the most suitable height so that citizens of all races in the city - especially dwarves and dwarves - could sign their names on it smoothly. This rigorous administrative measure deeply reflects the "humanistic care" of "political civilization" and has been unanimously praised by the vast majority of the people.
But from my observation, although the gnomes and dwarves can barely touch the bottom edge of the sign, if they want to sign their names on it, they must stand on tiptoe and exert a lot of effort to do it. And if a tall minotaur like Niu Baiwan wants to clearly recognize the handwriting on it, he must probably lie on the ground.
It's always like this: in order to take care of everyone's "humanistic care" as much as possible, the alliance authorities often work hard and take many very laborious and complicated measures, but the final result is that everyone feels very inconvenient - for the Farvi Continent Alliance government authorities, such good intentions but bad results happen so frequently that it often makes people suspect that the job of these ruling officials is to rack their brains and find ways to make trouble for us. I don't know how the genius brains of government officials can hold so many wonderful ideas, and they can actually come up with so many bad ideas that so many people can't think of - for example, I can't think of it.
What I've always been curious about is: why can't they put up two signs here, one tall and one short?
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Like the shabby house where the guild applied, this signboard was short and shabby. It was just a wooden frame made of a few pieces of broken wood that were roughly assembled together. If you passed by it without knowing it, you would probably think it was a pile of garbage thrown away by a pedestrian who lacked public morality. Only the two majestic sword-bearing soldiers standing upright beside it slightly demonstrated the legal authority and solemnity of this broken wooden board. Like most guards in this city, the two soldiers guarding the signboard were also strong men who had reached level 60.
If you saw with your own eyes two strong warriors holding sharp swords and guarding a pile of rotten wood that was only as high as their belts with serious expressions, this strong contrast would probably make it difficult for people to feel any genuine awe towards them - as far as I am concerned, it would even be difficult for you not to feel a little bit of genuine awe towards them.
At this time, a notice was posted on the notice board, an application for the establishment of a new guild "A group of people who are bored and chattering about random things", and more than a dozen people had signed on the notice. There were also some people standing around the notice board, some of them were unfamiliar faces, but most of them were old acquaintances of ours - if nothing unexpected happened, these people would soon become members of our guild.
With two senior soldiers guarding, Red Wolf had no way to get close to the notice. We could only greet the female magician Feiyin who was standing under the notice board to count the number of people, and then found a secluded corner. The three of them protected the dark elf assassin in the middle, and I walked quickly in the direction of Feiyin and the others.
"Feiyin, how many people are there now?" I asked from a distance.
"There are already fifteen!" Feiyin looked energetic, and she tilted her head to look behind me. She obviously couldn't see the dark elf Red Wolf in stealth mode, so she naturally only saw me, Yangtze River Delta, Warehouse is also crazy, and Foxiao.
"Including the four of you, there is only one person missing. That guy Nocturne in B flat minor is really slow. He hasn't brought anyone to sign up yet. If the establishment of the guild is delayed because of him, I will never forgive him..." Although the female magician gritted her teeth when she spoke, her eyes were already emitting a golden light like gold coins.
I quickly explained to her, "Oh, that dwarf priest is Nocturne in B-flat minor, and I brought Buddha's Smile here."
"So no one was found in the Yangtze River Delta?" After hearing what I said, Fei Yin looked at the big belly of the Yangtze River Delta with great interest, with a greedy expression on her face as if she wanted to boil our fat half-orc shadow thief into oil and sell it for money.
"In fact..." I had to continue explaining, "...in addition to Foxiao, we also brought someone else, but he is unable to sign for the time being..."
I briefly introduced the Red Wolf to Feiyin, and especially reminded her of the extreme danger of this master thief who couldn't control his hands. At first, I was worried that she would oppose the dark elves joining the guild because of the relationship between the enemy camps, but I soon found that my worries were completely unnecessary...
"Is what you said true?" Fei Yin couldn't help but scream, her face flushed with excitement, "That guy's theft level is so high? We must find a way to get him into the guild! My God, a level 40 theft, this is an ATM with legs, as long as he goes out on the street once a day, we will make a fortune!"
"But..." I pointed to the two senior soldiers next to the sign in embarrassment, "...With them guarding here, he has no chance to get close to the signature."
"This..." Fei Yin looked carefully at these two professional soldiers who were armed from heels to teeth, and couldn't help but frowned.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come over here and give me some advice!" If you can spend others' money, you should never spend your own money. This is the life creed that our greedy ice magician Miss Feiyin has always adhered to - this is true for money and probably also for brain cells. She only thought about this problem for a few seconds, and habitually found the most convenient and best way that didn't require her to worry - just let others do the troublesome things.
We explained the current difficulties to our companions present, hoping to get some constructive suggestions from them. As expected, most people were completely pessimistic about the joining of the dark elves - they did not believe that we could accommodate an assassin from the enemy camp to join the guild in our main city. However, fortunately, there are definitely not a few people in our guild who like to challenge the secular rules with their own minds:
"Let him sneak close to the announcement, he may not be discovered..." The speaker was a dwarf assassin named "Corner of Light".
It was obviously unrealistic to let the dark elf Red Wolf, who had finally sneaked into Freschit City, risk his life to test the anti-stealth ability of the high-level guards, so Bright Corner volunteered to do a test. He used the assassin skill of "stealth" and moved closer to the wooden notice board. When he just put the pen tip on the guild application notice, a soft white light suddenly flashed and enveloped his whole body. The short dwarf assassin was immediately exposed.
We all underestimated this simple notice board. Although it looked like a pile of rotten wood—of course, it was actually a pile of rotten wood—this pile of rotten wood was the only place in the entire Farvi Continent to publish guild application notices. It was forever blessed with sacred magic, and no one was allowed to hide or sneak around.
As a result, the experiment ended in failure without any suspense.
"Can I sign for him?" Niu Baiwan rushed over and picked up the pen to write on the notice, but no matter how hard he wrote, there was only an empty space under the pen. Apart from the signature he left for the first time, he could not write a single extra word.
"If... signing for others... is also possible... then why did we... have to... hire more people?" Seeing Niu Baiwan busying around with a red face for a long time, the half-orc warlock Ding Ding Xiaoge stammered, "Wouldn't it be enough for each of us... to write two... names?"
"Damn it, why didn't you remind me earlier..." Niu Baiwan muttered embarrassedly and stepped aside.
This stupid experiment 2 can't even be considered a practical experiment.
"I think we are all thinking in the wrong direction..." At this time, the elf archer Xian Ge Ya Yi slowly walked out of the crowd. His rational voice lifted everyone's spirits. "...The dark elf can't sign because there are two senior guards guarding here. Everyone has been thinking about how to get him close to here without being discovered, but I think we should give full play to the initiative of the supervisors and should not be constrained by empiricism and bookishness. We should give full play to the ability of innovative thinking and reverse thinking, further emancipate our minds, seek truth from facts, and think about how to get rid of these two guards."
Xian Ge Yayi's high-level speech greatly broadened our horizons and brightened our eyes. I immediately looked at him expectantly:
"So, you have a way to transfer these two guards?"
"Well..." Xiange Yayi smiled and nodded confidently. Amid dozens of expectant gazes, she said, "...Ah, actually, I don't have any other options..."
"Why are you still talking so much nonsense when there is no other way? It's a waste of everyone's feelings!" Fei Yin immediately went into a rampage. This slender magician slapped our great realist empty talker to the ground, and then knocked him down with the force of a mountain. The guild members who were deceived by Xiange Yayi also carried forward the glorious tradition of beating the drowned dog. Everyone found the perverted pleasure of bullying the weak elf archer with the majority. These air-related people grasped the scale just right, and they successfully beat the elf archer into a pig's head, but they didn't hurt his life at all. The guards standing by stared at the violence happening around them with their eyes wide open, and had no intention of stopping it.
Just as everyone was rejoicing over the relief they had given, the long-haired elven female animal trainer Yan Zhen suddenly muttered impatiently:
"It's really troublesome. If all else fails, just kill these two guards." This beautiful elven girl has always been very cold-blooded and ruthless when facing those intelligent humanoid creatures.
The whole place suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at each other. Although no one said a word, the fiery flames in their eyes fully demonstrated their agreement with this suggestion. Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Feiyin's face. The ice mage bit her lip and stared at the two guards, seeming to be making a difficult judgment.
"What's there to think about? Let's kill them all first! I'll go first, you cover me!" Just as everyone was considering how to proceed, a short figure was already waving a short staff, shouting wildly , and without any battle plan, he rushed forward bravely alone.
There is only one man in our guild who loves violence so much, who throws himself into battle so unthinkingly, and that is our dwarven priest Longbow Sunshot. I am quite sure that his passion for battle comes from the depths of his blood - but it is obviously without any thought.
Someone immediately rushed up behind him, wanting to provide follow-up support for his violent attack, but no one could catch up with Longbow Shooting the Sun's wilderness offensive. In the blink of an eye, when Longbow Shooting the Sun's nunchaku hit the sword guard's body for the first time...
"Swish..." A cold and sacred white light fell from the sky, like a thick lightning bolt striking from the sky, as if even the sky and the earth were cut in half.
After the white light, the guard stood proudly with his head held high and sword in hand.
Changbow Sheri rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and lay on the ground with his four legs up in the air. There was a bright red scar on his forehead, and he died in a very miserable manner.
Could this be the legendary one-hit-kill? !
Time seemed to have suddenly stopped. All the people who were rushing forward with weapons in their hands stopped their actions completely at this moment, like petrified statues, staring at the corpse with longbow shooting at the sun with wide eyes.
I drew my sword as well, but I was too far away to provide timely assistance to my dwarf devout friend in the battle.
I am really grateful for this.
And I believe that the vast majority of people present here think so.
"Maniac, don't challenge the majesty of the gods in the sacred city!" The soldier sheathed his sword and said with contempt as he looked at the short corpse shot by the longbow.
Fei Yin, who was standing by, glanced at Chang Gong She Ri's corpse, shook her head in disappointment, and turned around to continue asking without changing her expression:
"Anyone have any other ideas?"
