Game of the World Tree

"Shit! This group of damn noble pigs! It should be all grabbed by the trial knight, hanging in the street!"

Old John had a mouth, turned over the sleeves and looked at the blood of the blood on his arm, and his face was angry.

His hair is messy, it seems that I haven't washed it for a long time, and I have a deep wrinkle that I have a kind of skin, and I have a deep wrinkle with red skin. If he doesn't say, no one believes that he is less than three this year. Fifteen.

I walked on the street, he took him on the side.

Suddenly, a team of well-equipped knight rode high head horses, Mao Hao brushed from the street, scared the old John rushed to the side.

This kind of loyalty to the noble knight is the most unreasonable, if you can't avoid it, even if you have such free people, no one is dying.

The dust is flying, and he has coughs more, the gray face, the scars of the leather whip, the scar of the slip, and hurt him.

"Shit! It's a shit!"

Old John climbed up.

In the feet, he went down, he bowed, and found that he accidentally blocked his shoes when he had just avoided.

"What about my shoes?"

Old John first urgent, quickly looking for it.

He can now leave this pair of shoes, can not be lost again.

And when he found his other shoes on the roadside, the shoes were almost already stepped on.

It is those who are dry.

"Shit! All is a shit!"

Old John is more energetic.

He put the broken shoes, revealing a few words of the foot finger of a mud, and the event, barely can make it.

"So be it."

Old John sighed and walked toward the church.

He has to find a pastor to treat the injury on his body, otherwise, don't want to work in these days.

The nobles are not the color of the face, and the owed payment has already ordered it. If you can't find a living in a short time, you may have to starve.

This world, like he escaped from the south, how much it starved to death.

To be honest, he is now a bit regret that it is not asked with those who do not believe in Zeolan.

Listening to the poet in the wine said that the life of Maple Self-collar collar is simply like a paradise, and the people who immigrate to the people will be properly placed, and there is skill or even mobilized work and residence.

It's so enviable.

Recalling that you have experienced more than a year, the old John's look is getting more and more.

However, there is a big premise of immigration maple freedom.

That is to give up the original beliefs and change the goddess of life.

This is unacceptable for the old John from the eternal Aternal believers.

At least ... once it was.

Come to the church of the eternal church, watching the neat and beautiful architecture, and the old John slightly hesitated.

Say ... When did you come to the church last time?

I can't think of it.

He can't remember how long he didn't come to Eternal Church.

When he just came to the town of northern, he would pray once a week.

At that time, the savings he took have not been spent.

Now, he is just a unfortunate egg, every day for his livelihood.

In addition to the identity of the free people.

Old John looked at the broken clothes, and looked at the entrance of the church. Taking the decent believer, there were some .

He doesn't know that he should not step into it.

This has learned a church that I often gave him now like two worlds, bringing him a great pressure.

"What are you afraid of? I am also a devout and forever believers! When I lead in the South, I also donated the silver coins to the church!"

Old John gave himself a breath and pressed the inferiority in his heart.

I took a deep breath, and he went up.

However, the old John entered the church, he was stopped by the attendant at the door:

"Hey! Stand! What do you want to do?"

"Adult, I ... I want to find a priest to treat the injury to the body."

Old John looked up, and he looked at the chest painted with the sun badge, squeezing a juicy smile.

The sun badge, that is the symbol of the Eternal Church, symbolizing the first yang, trial and power.

These waiters should be the new recruitment of the church. Recently, the church seems to have been expanding the knight. Old John also heard someone from the pub. From ordinary people, it became a high-rise silver profession, so that he was very envious. .

It is a pity that these knights must be recommended by the nobles, or have a strong extraordinary talent, like his ordinary people don't have the opportunity.

Looking at the old John's wolf, the servants frowned slightly.

"If you want to enter the church, you will change your body's clothes. Otherwise, it is a kind of disrespect to the gods! In addition, a treatment takes five gold pounds, are you ready?"

They said that they didn't have an expression.

"Five ... five gold pounds?"

Old John glared over the eyes and did not dare to confuse.

"Wait, adults ... The primary treatment of the church does not need five silver coins? When is it necessary to need five gold pounds?"

He lost his voice.

Five gold pounds are five hundred silver coins, he will not earn so much a year.

Old John's salary is only a silver coin, but it is often used by the aristocrats ... I will fall down, and I don't have anything else.

He now, there are only ten silver coins, but it is still difficult to buy it, he originally intended to buy 20 new clothes and new shoes.

"Silver Coin? He actually said silver coins?"

Two waiters have been listening, haha ​​laugh.

After laughing, they looked at the old John, and said:

"That is what ages, now there is so chaos, every day, some people find pastors to see a doctor, the church also enrolls the knight, how is the priest? Nowado, the priest will only show middle-level treatment, a five-gold pound!"

"But ... but I only need primary treatment."

Old John said.

"You are teaching us to do things? Or is it a pilot? Five gold pounds, you have to look at it, don't look at it here, there are many believers to enter the door!"

The waiter wrinkled.

Old John Zhang opened his mouth, I want to say anything, but I finally fall into silence.

After tightening a few silver coins in your hand, he hangs down, turned around and left.

"The poor, just want to teach you to see a doctor, don't look at what you look!"

After the waiter came from behind, it was like a steel needle in the heart of the old John.

He slightly, it feels a bit uncomfortable.

A gorgeous carriage passed from his side, entered the garden of the church, faintly, and the old John heard the voice of the attendance:

"Hey, is this not the Herman's March? How come you come, please enter, please come ... The priest is a long time!"

Sound is pleased.

Old John looked back and glanced at the toes, wearing a gorgeous aristocrat, as well as a charming church, obviously a big summer, but the inexplicer feels a bit cold.

He feels a bit blocked in his heart.

He also wants to spend more silver coins, dedicated to the church, then listen to the teachings of the pastor, and talk about his distress ...

But I didn't expect that the door of the church fails to step in.

"Oh, noble pig, there is a waiter from pigs, it should be touched! It should be punished by the gods!"

He muttered.

Sound, inexplicably hoarse.

The hot and spicy sun hangs in the sky, and the old John dragged the pain of the pain, and came to the black walnut wine.

The nasal smells formed by sweating, inferior wine, and fragrant water, etc., suffocating, but old John habited.

This is the cheapest pub in the poor in the city, gathered a lot of alcoholic, leisure, refugee and low-level adventurers.

It is a low-level adventurer, but in fact, it is also an apprentice or trainee warrior, which can be mastered, and occasionally see the black iron level.

Like this high-top, it is absolutely noticed in the Blackhu Peach.

However, since the magic of the entire world has increased significantly, the people who have awakened super power have become more and more, this old people have now become generous.

The hopper poet is not very tonating music in the noisy pub, the noise of being drowned and the adventure.

Old John looked over and found that many people were playing Wuzi chess, and the adventurers gathered together to play Kunte, surrounded by many onlookers.

From time to time, I can also hear cheers.

Even the old John was attracted to the interest, I want to make a look at this game is a game from the Elf Sen and Maple Free, but I think of a matter, he finally endured.

"Come and take high quality wheat wine."

Old John sat on the bar, and took a silver coin.

I looked at him at a glance, and I was angry:

"Old John, are you making a fortune? Do you have to drink high quality wheat?"

"Shit! I want to make a fortune! I have been working for half a month in the mine. As a result, I didn't get it!"

Old John said.

Said, he cracked his sleeves, he was too hot, and his sleeves had been sticky with the wound.

Looking at the bloody wound, the wine is stunful:

"How did you hurt?"

"It's not the group of damn nobles! The mine is not ruined by us, and all the gas is in our body!"

Old John hated.

"Is it destroyed?"

The wine is stunned.

It seems that what I thought, he got into the old John, curiously asked:

"So ... rumored is true? Is it a dragon over there?

"Of course, I saw it in my own eyes! That Dragon ... There is a mountain so big ... but fierce!"

Old John was composed.

It seems to be a wound, and it hurts him again and grinned.

"Your injury is a bit heavy, don't you find a pastor or a herbalist?"

The wine was frowned.

When I listened to him, I was flashing in the old John's eyes. He got, self-ridicuing:

"I want to think ... The result is not going in."

"why?"

"No money."

Old John stalls.

If the wine is dumb, he looked at the old John's broken clothes and sighed.

The church has been getting higher and higher in the past few years. He also heard it.

"Hey, your wheat wine."

"Thank you……"

Old John passed the wheat wine and opened the cover.

The wine is fragrant, he has been intoxicated, and the mouth is screaming.

He still bought this high-quality wheat wine, and a silver coin is fit.

You know, if you change to inferior wheat, you can buy ten tie!

Of course, it is high quality wheat, but it is more than 100,000 miles with the real pure wheat wine.

However, wheat wine this kind of thing is that civilian drinks, like the nobles are all disdainful to drink.

They usually drink wine, as well as fruit wine from the elf, as well as white wine.

It seems to be called ... two pots?

Tour poet said that.

However, old John Point Mortai is not for drinking.

Under the eyes of the bartender, I saw him fell by him carefully, sprinkled on her wound.

"Hey, old John, what are you doing? Are you crazy ?! Don't drink it, I haven't drank high-quality wheat!"

"Hey, what do you know? I am disinfection! Or so deep wounds, so hot, it is broken."

"Disinfection? What is messy ..."

"You don't know this? The wine is able to disinfection, it is said to be able to kill the small animals in the wound, um ... some small animals we invisible, are those small animals to worship the wound."

"Who told you?"

"The streets of the poet."

"You also believe in the words of the poet?"

"He said that he is the freedom of Maple Moon, this is the method of the elf telling him."

"Elf ..."

When I listened to the old John, the wine was picked up, and the stylus was picked.

In recent years, the names of the Elves are more and more loud, and people in any city in the mainland know the rise of the elf.

Not only that, the Elves seem to know how much lost skills and knowledge, it is said to make the legendary masters of the Master Tower are surprised by people, very sought after ...

Thinking of this, the wine is also secretly recorded, and I will find a chance to try later.

"I don't know how tomorrow will be good after Saving wine, the mine is gone, I have to re-find a job tomorrow ..."

Looking at the deep wound, old John sighed.

"Mining? The curse is not going, I have heard that there are a lot of sick, you look at you, this is not only a year, it looks old for more than twenty years old. "

The wine is shaken.

"What can you do? I have no skills, I used to be a variety of land, fleeted to here, I haven't always yes."

Old John has some numbness sighs.

When I listened to him, the wine warranty was also awkward.

In the past few years, the refugees who fled more and more, and the roadside can see the people who starved every day.

In the gains everywhere, it is a devil's invasion, and it is also a burst of the beast. Even the weather is very strange. This year, the whole rich plain has a drought. The harvest of food is not good, but the tax has risen again ...

"It's still the Freedom of Maple! This is a mess, I don't know when it is a head."

Old John sighed.

"That is the credit of the life church, do you know, it is said that the Maple Sale is the same, the priest personally uses God rainfall."

The wine is shaken.

"God rainfall?"

Old John glared over the eyes.

"Yeah, then life and natural goddess, naturally understand? Don't say that it is rainfall, it is said that some gods can be directly mature within one day! Since the Freedom of Freedom of Freedom, the whole territory is not People are hungry! "

The wine is said.

"Life Gods ..."

Old John's look is a bit complicated.

In recent years, the name of the goddess of life is getting loud, or said, more loud than the name of the elves.

Even the streets of the streets often tell the story of life goddess, often can attract a lot of audience ...

Anti-evil spirits, guarding believers, dissemination knowledge, and falling anthology ...

It is because of His existence, because of the existence of life churches, Maple Sale will recover quickly after the war, and more prosperous.

It is a stark contrast to the empire.

There is no harm to the comparison, thinking that I have just experienced the experience before the Church of Eternal Church, the old John's heart is getting more and more uncomfortable, more and more sad, and getting more and more disappointing.

"However, the most beautiful place should be the elf Sen? I listen to the businessman in the caravan saying that the elf city is like the palace is generally beautiful, life is rich, like a paradise ... but only the elf and the sprite blood Half spots can settle it there. "

Bartender.

"Elf ... I have never seen the elves, and the semi-sputum is seen in the southern border, and it is auction house."

Old John said.

"Auction line? That should be a lot of years ago?"

The wine is picked up.

"Yeah, it's been a few years."

Old Jayhan nodded.

The two have a lot to talk, send time.

The wound is sprinkled, except at the beginning, it is incomvented, and the old John is also used to it.

At this time, suddenly, the door of the pub was opened again.

Several equipment gorgeous, tall and tall figure came in.

Wine preteises past, slightly.

The entire pub has gradually fell into quiet.

"Jing ... Ling?"