The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“These days, one day at a time, I really don't understand. Yesterday I heard that the Principality of Sarah was at war again and that food prices were going to skyrocket. Today I heard that Druids had invented a new crop and that prices had fallen dramatically, causing me to pull a truck of food to get Carlo to Lin Town and sell it directly before it arrived in time. ”

Behind the bar, Father Barton wiped the plates while complaining that the world was changing so fast that retired veterans like himself could no longer understand.

It's nightfall, the rain pours outside, the rain pours on wooden windows and rooftops, the rain shakes the bar's barrels, the indoor dull oil lights lights slightly illuminate the rhino tavern lobby, the semi-environmental bards are whispering new war epics in remote areas, and the adventurers are listening quietly.

This terrible weather not only left them unplanned to go out, but also not as loud and loud as they used to be, heating up by the stove and playing Kunt while listening to music was already the most luxurious enjoyment.

“Ha, old Barton, if I didn't say you, the machine that shook and shouted, you couldn't afford it. Now the magic light is sold everywhere, it's just one month and only two coins. Why are you still using kerosene lamps that are both fuel-consuming and not bright? How many more coffins are you missing? Or are you going to cheap Katrina's future husband? ”

Katrina, even the barmaid in this bar, is the owner of the bar as the daughter of the treasure, and a little bit of a spark.

If someone else had said that in front of Old Barton, he would have taught the other dog to have two teeth.

At this time, the big joke is an old mercenary with gray eyebrows, the silver crest engraved with wings, this is the crest of the silver crest mercenary, only the warrior who gave the principality the credit of the Khan Horse will have the chance to obtain it, is also the proof of the Ace mercenary, in such a small town is obviously a bit bent.

Valuable magic rifles lean on the bar with their hands and a glass of drinkable arms, while wearing the latest Explorer X4 brave wristguards, and a few newest miniature energy barrels between their waists, which is the standard configuration of Winston, the strongest mercenary in Settling Town, who was able to joke with Old Barton without being thrown away by a grumpy old soldier, but who was once a partner of a mercenary regiment.

“Hmm, I see some engineers and magicians are not reliable. Can they trust their stuff? Especially the goblins! ”

“Hey, hey, hey, you can't be serious. Remember when the goblin engineer pitted you? They sold you that, that... ”

“Mechanical alarm clock! ”

“That's right! By the way, that's the mechanical clock. Um, I remember that name. Especially Gilly. ”

“Safety… the Bayer brothers' safety card alarm clock. ”

Old Barton said these names word for word, remembered the producer's name, obviously resentment... Memories are abnormally deep.

“Pfft, I remember again, the alarm clock was ringing for almost half an hour that day, and we were all set off, and you were drooling with your pillow, saying, 'Let me sleep another five minutes’, and then... Pfft. ”

Looking at Boss Barton's pale face, seeing the red-haired waitress eavesdropping on the table, Old Winston decided to save face for the old man, considering that the bar was the only shop in town where dwarf spirits were served.

“Clicks. ”

Well, bald dad crushed the plate himself, obviously he remembered what happened later that morning, his hands lost control, and Old Winston laughed directly on the table.

When the alarm clock reached the back, a warning was given that it was a dull and stinging recording, and old Barton now remembers the sharp voice of the goblin.

“Well, you don't recall, you look down on the safety alarm clock, the Bear brothers' geologic product, Ben's alarm clock is getting angry, Ben's alarm clock is about to explode! Fifty, forty-nine ”

Fifty seconds of countdown is enough for the confused old warrior, considering the constant fame of the goblin, then say that blowing up a pit is definitely more than one pit, could only blow up a dozen pits or simply a canyon of pits Father Legend has it that the old warrior does not hesitate to get up immediately, then presses the alarm clock stop button, then...

“ ……. Four, two, four, one... ”

Obviously, the stop key for the alarm clock bomb is not this one, and after Old Barton flipped and flipped the alarm clock, he still didn't find a second button to press.

“… three, two…”

Then, helplessly, Barton could only heartily throw out the "month-to-month payroll crap” that was about to be turned into a bomb, and the countdown ended, waiting not for the explosion, but for another piece of music recording.

“Ha, have you fallen for it? You're finally awake. Don't listen to the rumors. Our safety cards are solid and reliable, and we don't make bombs long ago. ”

Well, if it's over, you don't have to go to sleep. Maybe old Barton will appreciate each other's sense of humor. The alarm clock does work.

When he had just retrieved the alarm clock, he found the alarm clock broken into a small mouth and the hidden machine was restarted.

“Ha, dare to pry into the trade secrets of the Baia brothers and taste the wrath of the goblins! ”

Barton remembers that the high screams were filled with naked malice and that the wings of bad fortune had covered his head.

“Boom! ”

Well, this familiar plot doesn't have to be portrayed, the explosion isn't powerful, Old Barton isn't so fragile, but because the blast originated in front of him, poor old Barton's last few hairs and eyebrows all dissipated in the explosion.

Then angrily he went to question the "unprofessional Green Fiduciary Slave," and the goblin's contract specialist received him with great literacy and then “spoke to him kindly and amicably”.

So, first he was stunned by a bunch of hidden disclaimers in the sales contract, then he somehow reversed some “liquidated damages” and “fines for spying on trade secrets". Finally, the more he came back, the more wrong he was to come to the door, but again he was somehow neglected to buy a bunch of hair-producing products.

“Pfft, don't say your hair products are working. ”

“Clicks. ”

This is Patton's second platter crushed, he's already considering whether to settle the bill with the old man, at least that time the next day when he got up and woke up into a hairball, the old bastard laughed so happily, and pulled his buddy to look at the gorilla.

Well, no wonder Patton was so disgusted with the finishing touches, when the picture bought something new, it turned out that there was no loss of money, it was tortured enough, the hair did grow, but it was too scary, and finally he bought the goblin's permanent hair loss agent... it was like being stepped into a pit in a row.

His "solid stone heavy hammer” finally retired early, he already did not know whether it was true that people as he said were old, or could not stand the laughter of his brothers and the strange eyes of others. After all, not everyone could remain calm on the face as clean as an egg, every time the person in front of him somehow smiled and sprayed, his old face could not stay.

“By the way, did the permanent hair removal agent fail? How did your eyebrows grow? No way, fake eyebrows. Old man, aren't you a super nasty craft? ”

“Boom! ”

All right, this time the old man pulled out the hammer he put under the bar, waved the silver glittering murder weapon, and ran all over the bar chasing the unveiled silver badge mercenary.

And the bar's old customers, accustomed to this noisy routine, cheered the owner and asked the bard to change a fast-paced song.

Stay in a tavern instead of a warm home in this shitty weather, either an unstoppable adventurer and mercenary, or an old alcoholic who has been poisoned with alcohol.

But unfortunately, unlike previous bosses, this time, old Barton gasped for more than a dozen laps, and suddenly he stopped, and if he thought about it and looked completely fine Winston,

“You old bastard? Did you get the legendary Kang? ”

“Well, I've just touched it, like, the other day, and it's just for you to show off. ”

Rumor has it, Barton was stunned first, but he held his fist tight and relaxed again. How many years, man, you don't have to be serious about showing off something. It can't be a dramatic way to come to life.

And even though the old man took the opportunity to invite him back out, he still had that answer.

“... hum, even this guy can be a quasi-legend, this ghost world, the old guy can no longer understand, or it's easy to shrink here to open a bar. ”

Looks like Winston's persuasion failed again and the old mercenary shrugged his shoulders, which is also expected, the name of Sturdy Barton, not to say he was as stubborn as a stone.

“You're only 45 years old, don't be an old guy. Heard, the Woodlings started selling their youth holy water, only 100 points of justice, is two years of youth! Maybe you can get into the legend, too. ”

“Humph, not interested. Besides, the next time your dwarf Thunder Spirit runs out of water. ”

This is obviously not a blank word, but a real threat, realizing that the old man was really pissed off, shook his head, and Winston lowered his head and concentrated on drinking.

No wonder Old Barton is so resistant to new magic products that the world is changing too quickly, so inappropriate as he is, not for a small number of reasons, and indeed Winston would have reached retirement age if it hadn't been for some reason, according to past practice.

Old Winston has passed 48 years, normally the human fighter is about 35 years old is the peak, after about 40 years, all aspects of the body will decline rapidly, if you cannot enter the golden class, not in this life, but with the advent of the great age, with the help of the wildly rising tide of elements and the precious goods exchanged by the Contract Warrior system, he has not only entered the golden class in two years, now in the seventh year even touched the legendary Kang.

So, at the same time as the surprise, the old guy also moved, ambitious expectations to get old buddy back out of the mountain, but unfortunately, some people are happy because of the arrival of the big era, some people are always faced with three-way changes, which is hard to adapt to.

Yes, the Great Age, the New Dawn Era (FT), although most people are still accustomed to the old AD 1905, is increasingly embraced as the law and the Church of the Underworld expand.

Now, it's the seventh year of the new era, FT7, and the Eichs are getting used to this new world that is constantly refreshing its view. By the way, even the term "three views" has been spread by the Church of Law. In all these years, there have been too many new concepts and vocabularies.

Throughout the years, with the rise of the elemental tide, the talent of rare practitioners sprayed tenfold. Even pure warriors like Winston somehow learned two-handed magic swordsmanship, and even considered selling old antiques from home and replacing a real magic rifle.

Over the years, the silver class of human beings has been broken in the past, the master of the gold class has suddenly become worthless, even the legendary strong people are flooded so that the world intends to reconsider calling them. Of course, these new strong people who have no clear path and no soul emblem are far less powerful than the old strong, but a sufficient number can make up for everything.

Over the years, the map can be rewritten three times a week. Dimensional invaders and surface cracks, common as cockroaches, are disgusting. The whole surface can be said to be in a war. If the inhabitants of the main surface were not for the dramatic increase in the height of the boat, the world would not have been saved.

Over the years, the more intense the technological revolution started in the North, the more magical guidance technology has changed the normal of life and war in the world. There are also magic guidance lamps in ordinary families. Mortal warriors have also begun to experiment with those magic swords, magic guns, and new transportation equipment to make the trade in commodities easier and faster. Legions and armies have even begun the magic guidance mechanization revolution. Winston has adapted to the changing times, the farther and farther away. If he persists with his past lifestyle like old Barton, I am afraid he is doomed to be eliminated.

Over the years, there have been countless changes, no one can say for sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but no matter how it changes, life must continue, gold coins must be earned, land must be cultivated, wine or drink, some things are gone, some things are just like old times...

“Ding.”

“Knock! ”

The sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted Old Barton's memory, and the three capers who entered attracted his attention. The wet cloak drowned rain on the floor and heavy anti-slip boots clicked on the floor. In this weather, the general public was not willing to rush.

The boss glanced at him, but lowered his head and concentrated on his work. Anyway, it was just a new customer, so long as he didn't make a scene, he was welcome.

“Hey, hey, hey, look, that black skin and the inverted cross crest, it's an anti-holy ride! ”

“Silver balance and black skull holy emblem? And the big man from the Law Church? What are you doing here in the countryside? ”

“Wow, silver cross sword? Three magic box holes! Is that the latest type of magic sword? Didn't you say it was a military non-sale of the Northern Regiment? Are those guys from the north? ”

But when they took off their waterproof capes, they caught the attention of all the drinkers.

A combination of a dark elf, a human being, and a goblin is not common, and the moment you see the goblin, the boss decides to add 50% water to the drink, doubles the price of the drinks, and arranges for the goblin to have that empty room where the dead person died the other two days, maybe to wipe out the evil.

But the three new customers didn't mean to order, and went straight to the bulletin board in the middle of the bar, where the town sent mercenaries hire assignments.

The goblins of the Law Church lifted their toes and tore off one wanted person, but affixed another.

Others would have been interested to see some anticipation for the tasks of the “big guys", but seeing that new wanted list, they all shook their heads and went back and did what they had to do.

After all, no matter how appealing the wanted bonus is, the task that is simply impossible to accomplish is pointless, from five years of FT to seven years of FT. There is no message at all. If he were found solely on the vague information in the warrant, he would have been the world's number one detective.

“Wanted: Roland”

“Sex male, age 5 to 60, hair color probably blonde (possibly dyed), height uncertain, no obvious features on her body, appearance unknown (normal face weak, but possibly disguised), immune to all reconnaissance spells, possibly surrounded by a black cat or other ghost, possibly a warrior or a holy knight, possibly a legal profession, a necromancer, a cold ice magician…. Of course, it could be disguised as some other profession, the guy did it. The strength rating is unknown, but please legend the following occupational groups. As long as he lives, he dies again and we'll be troubled. By the way, I have no sense of humor, I only make cold jokes. ”

Well, it turns out that people die before they die, and this infinite, disgusting, wanted warrant can find people, even if it's a ghost, but there are still a lot of people moving and acting for it, after all, the reward after that is too appealing.

“Bonuses: 2 million gold coins, 50,000 points of justice, friendship between multiple forces such as the Lan Alliance, the Law and the Church of the Underworld, the Absolute Gentleman's Mercenary Corps, and a requirement that does not violate basic ethical norms. ”

If gold coins and justice points can only impress the lone strong, and now the Lan Alliance has jumped from a small country to a superpower, the Law and the Church of the Underworld are both its national religion and one of the most powerful churches in the world, and the Absolute Gentlemen's Mercenary Corps has been the unquestioned first mercenary corps after the sudden return of a group of backbones two years ago, their friendship and a demand are enough to impress a nation!

Obviously, the three “dignitaries” didn't come here to find someone. After all, "Find Roland" was somehow judged by the fairies as one of the 10 most difficult epic tasks in the world, and they just updated the warrant, which has been posted all over the world.

And in addition to raising the bonus from 2 million to 3 million, raising the justice score from 50,000 to 80,000, the warrant ends with an extra sentence.

“Roland, if you don't turn yourself in in in a year, we'll all be out on the A17 shelf in your underground library, and the fairies will have a special issue for you! ”

Others looked at the wanted list and scattered it, while one of the bars named Carlo, a drunk, was woken up suddenly, and he almost dropped the iconic beard.

“A17? That's not what I wrote on a real character template. A love novel? And my own special heavy flavor. Show some painting! Margaret, Eliza, Heroise, they... They'll kill me! ”

“Bastard! I can't believe I have one! You could have killed a ghost witch back then! ”

“Cough, it's a classic theme, it's a lot of fun... Let go, don't bite your head. ”

[In fact, there are almost all the beautiful statues, and when they are published, you intend to be hunted down by the goddesses. Hmm, I decided not to get angry because there was no goddess of order.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! ”

[Psst, don't talk to me, old virgin! Heroise, let me tell you, the old virgin who has been holding it for a long time is perverted. Roland has been sulking for over 300 years for infinity. His section about you is classic, but I can't understand how he came up with it. Love and heavy flavors, ice in one place, beyond any contemporaneous work...

“Dear Asteria. Are you hungry? I'll eat it for you down there. ”