I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

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Face the girl's question.

The **** woman supported her chest naturally.

Her voice is hoarse and charming:

"It's just forced by life.

You have to pay something for the purpose.

Otherwise, where do you think my 100% success rate of assassination comes from?

Also, Stephanie.

Said how many times.

You have to call my sister when you are out on a mission. "

Stephanie said "Oh".

Then asked:

"But this set only works for men!"

"I'm curious how you deal with women."

The **** woman glanced at her:

"It's simple. I don't take orders that target women."

The little girl looked stunned:

"This is the secret of 100% success rate!"

The **** woman chuckled:

"The self-righteous girl."

"I am teasing you, I take all orders."

"Speaking of women..."

"Have you forgotten where did you look when you first saw me?"

The little girl frowned tightly, showing a thoughtful look.

For a long while.

She looked down at herself and sighed suddenly:

"What you said makes sense."

Immediately she raised her head unconvincingly:

"But if it wasn't me last time, you would have finished playing."

"You can get the title of "God Killer" at least half of the credit is mine. "

The **** woman nodded readily:

"Seven percent. Be confident, Stephanie."

"Your ability is critical."

Facing Sisko’s praise.

The little girl was embarrassed instead.

She bowed her head and said:

"That won't work, your assassination is also critical."

"The credit is still five to five points..."

After a while.

She looked up seriously:

"I just calculated it carefully, but I am more critical. I think six or four points of credit are a more appropriate result."

The **** woman shrugged helplessly.

A farm appeared in front of the road.

Stephanie suddenly grabbed Sisko's clothes corner:

"Sisco."

"I want to pee!"

Sisko's expression suddenly became serious.

"How much do you think?"

Stephanie's expression was very strange, she seemed to be feeling something.

For a long while.

She held out a sentence:

"a little bit."

Sisko frowned:

"This is unreasonable... There should be a certain distance from the goal."

Stephanie clamped her legs, her expression slowly relaxed:

"it's good now."

"But I have a bad feeling."

Sisko gave a "huh".

The girl sternly said:

"Your 100% success rate may be gone."

The expression of the **** woman remained unchanged.

Just a hoarse voice:

"Let's go."

...

In the evening.

Roger, who had finished a divination, slowly stood up.

The divination was severely disturbed.

He only saw two female figures, one big and one small.

They appeared on the eastern border of the southern cemetery.

No other information was found.

It seems that this "Godkiller Sisko" is indeed different from other extraordinary assassins.

But Roger was not very worried.

Many of his abilities are actually against elite rogues.

Just before Sisko appeared.

Roger also imagined that the Assassin Alliance was the kind of charity organization that killed a cannon fodder and sent out a lot of cannon fodder in some of the Internet articles in the previous life.

In this way, he can brush up a speciality in the rogue field.

Unfortunately.

He just killed two old Yinbi.

The opponent directly dispatched the "God Killer"!

This disappointed Roger.

He got up to clean up for a while.

Then left the camp alone.

Sisko's arrival did not interrupt Roger's hunting rhythm.

tonight.

He was going to make the last step on the base camp of the Withered Order.

...

Under the moonlight.

Roger headed south along the "Autumn Creek Corridor".

Tiyun set fire to full force.

And in the process.

The altitude of the place under his feet began to rise slowly.

...

"Hint: You have entered the Gray Deer Plain"

...

In front of a three-pronged trail.

Roger chose a small road that stretched to the southwest.

Street signs indicate.

This road leads to the "Deer Hunting Terrace."

The "Deep Cold Cave", the base camp of the Blighted Order, is there.

The other two roads lead to "Stranglethorn Vale" and "Combined Farm" respectively.

These are all familiar place names in the Southern Tombs.

In the previous stepping point, Roger went to the United Farm once.

As for Stranglethorn Vale.

Too far, I haven't had time to patronize yet.

And it took so long to enter the southern graveyard.

Roger gradually felt the characteristics of this area.

...

The first is "big earth."

The area covered by the southern tomb field is larger than the combined area of ​​the northern and southern banks of the Serra River!

A single piece of "Grey Deer Plain" is enough to have the size of two or three "big wetlands".

Not to mention the other areas around the Gray Deer Plain.

Fortunately, the deep cold cave is at the northwest corner of the deer hunting platform.

It’s not far from the underground camp.

Otherwise Roger would have to change the location of the camp.

...

The second is "dense fog."

It is different from the mist of Zedi.

The fog in the southern cemetery is like a continuation of some kind of fog of war.

Rumor has it that the denser the fog.

The more terrifying monster is hidden.

Fortunately, this fog does not obstruct the sight of true vision.

This invisibly magnified Roger's advantage.

When going to step on tonight.

He does not have to go deep into the deep cold cave.

Just climb to the heights of the deer hunting platform to take a look.

...

The third is "many remains."

When walking in the wild.

It's commonplace to see fresh animal remains.

You can often see piles of dead bones on the vintage.

It is said that this is because there is an ancient imperial tomb group hidden under this land.

That empire is not Talen, nor is it ether.

In the research of the Truth Society.

It is a country full of blank spaces.

Some people say that the kingdom is related to "curse."

Anyone who tries to enter the tombs will be cursed forever.

Others say this is nonsense.

In these two statements.

Roger prefers the former.

The reason was that he had felt a curse at the entrance of a collapsed underground palace on the side of the road and on the zombies thinking about life nearby.

all in all.

In the southern tombs, underground means absolute danger.

Roger will not act rashly until he finds a good brother who can provide curse resistance.

...

The fourth is "the speed of biological reproduction and growth is extremely fast."

In such a harsh environment.

This land still feeds a large population and a larger number of wild animals.

The secret lies in this abnormal natural law.

Not only the crops on the farm mature quickly.

Including humans.

The reproduction and growth rate of all the animals here is also many times faster than normal.

A herd of elk swept past the gray deer plain.

The place passed by.

The grass roots are eaten and wiped.

But it will not take half a month.

The land swept by the elk herd will give birth to a new turf.

There are also deer hunters who try to catch the elk herd.

Within three months.

You can see the playful deer on the deer hunting platform.

...

all in all.

This is a land that combines curses and gifts.

The food chain here is a self-contained system, with a unique ecology and strong exclusivity.

The people here are also very exclusive--

Near the joint farm.

Roger tried to deal with people several times, but was eventually driven away indifferently.

Later from the farm he rescued.

Roger inquired about such a phenomenon:

All those who are willing to leave live near Qiuxi Fort, always waiting for the opportunity to go south.

The remaining people.

They all have persistent feelings for this land.

Xenophobia is just the outward expression of such feelings.

...

I hurriedly reviewed the ecological situation of the southern tomb field in my mind.

Roger came to a high point on the "Deer Hunting Platform."

There is a watchtower built by deer hunters.

Because of the Withered Order.

This place has been deserted for a long time.

Roger just happened to be cheaper.

In the dark.

He climbed to the top of the tower briskly with hands and feet, looking far away.

Everything around him was clearly displayed in front of him.

There is nothing unusual near the deep cold cave.

Northwest.

A group of "disheartened believers" among the blighted believers are chasing the deer.

Spots of bonfires lit on the southern beach.

Roger frowned.

In his vision.

That area seemed to be magnified countless times.

One adventurer in armor appeared before his eyes!

...

"Hint: You found the camp of the Lunar New Year Church Crusade Group"

...

"What the hell?"

"New Year Church? Is it the church that pulls people on the street?"

Realizing that things had changed, Roger jumped directly from the observation tower.

Go against the wind!

...

1 hour later.

In the camp of the "New Year Church Crusade Group".

The lively campfire square.

Fresh venison was tumbling on the barbecue grills.

The smell of poor quality ale permeated the air.

The sound of fist strokes is endless.

The nearby tent.

There was a woman's sobbing faintly.

The adventurers who came in and out laughed presumptuously.

The edge of the square.

A one-eyed man was talking in a low voice with a man dressed as a priest.

The big man's face was full of impatient.

However, his tone is fairly negotiable:

"Father, you have to let them vent..."

"They are all mercenaries... yes yes yes, I know that in the name of the New Year Church... the **** of breeding is on top..."

"What? The **** of farming and feeding? It's so complicated! Besides, what's wrong with the **** of breeding? Xing Xing Xing...In short, the true God is above."

He carefully worded:

"You noticed too suddenly.

I know that the Chinese New Year Church has long seen the Withered Order displeased.

But you only asked me to recruit people a week ago.

It's pretty good that I can bring so many people.

At the latest in the evening the day after tomorrow is the official battle.

My experience is that just serving wine and meat is not enough.

Only in this way, they are willing to work for you, otherwise why come out as mercenaries?

Isn't it good to be a farmer on the farm?

I will pay..."

The voice of the one-eyed man was suppressed.

Because at this time.

A middle-aged man in a ranger costume walked past them.

The middle-aged man did not seem to notice the content of the conversation between the two.

After a stroll.

He walked to an unmanned barbecue grill, grabbed the fresh venison next to it, and grilled it.

"Let's talk over there."

The one-eyed man dragged the priest into the darkness.

Glancing at the back of their departure.

Roger continued to roast the venison calmly.

Come this way.

He roughly inquired about one thing:

A week ago.

Suddenly, the powerful Chinese New Year Church on Union Farm began to recruit mercenaries.

They successfully formed a crusade group.

There is only one goal.

That is the deep cold cave on the deer hunting platform!

Before tonight.

They have hunted down a group of Withered Cultists, the number is about 80.

This made Roger feel distressed for a while.

at the same time.

This extremely coincidental time also made him suspicious.

He mixed into the camp.

Be prepared to find out more information.

"But the tent area doesn't seem to be convenient for passing..."

Roger hesitated for a while.

Two women dressed up as one big and one small mercenary suddenly approached.

Among them is a **** woman with **** and fat buttocks.

She stood on the other side of the grill without anyone else.

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"Can we have a barbecue, please?"

She smiled charmingly at Roger.

Roger's expression was calm, he didn't nod or refuse, as if he was gone.

The blade of the dagger glided lightly over the rolling venison.

The aroma of the barbecue continued to radiate.

Vaguely.

A little cold light lit up.

But at this time.

A sharp voice rang beside the barbecue:

"Sister! I want to pee!"

The voice was loud and loud.

Almost everyone in the square heard it.

Hanmang disappeared.

There was loud laughter from all around.

A few drunk mercenaries stumbled closer, saying some vulgar words.

The **** woman looked at the girl with a cold expression:

"How much do you think?"

"Special!"

The girl almost broke her voice and said hoarsely:

"Special, special, special!"

"I want it now!"

The **** woman's expression changed suddenly.

She bit her lip and looked at Roger with a smile:

"excuse me."

Talk about it.

She put away the dagger, took the girl's hand and walked outside the camp.

Some unkind eyes swept over.

Several groups chose to act.

And more people chose to calmly wait and see.

...

In the darkness outside the camp.

A voice that could not be heard by others sounded:

"Sisco."

"I saved your life again."

...

Next to the barbecue grill.

Roger, who had been indifferent, suddenly smiled.

next moment.

He got up and left the barbecue.

Followed the few mercenaries who had no good intentions and went out.

...