"Woo...Woo..."

Seeing the hanging barbarian struggling with his feet, about to pull out the head "embedded" on the top of the wall, the assassin rushed over with ill intentions, grabbed the barbarian's feet and pulled hard.

With a "hurrah" sound, his whole body was pulled out.

"Ouch! Hocleve, it's so dangerous, thanks to me being here!"

The assassin said with a cracked mouth, pretending to be happy, that his embarrassing story would definitely be spread by the other three bad friends. He was suffering from a headache, and he didn't expect to find a companion so soon.

"You bastard, I can come out on my own even without your help."

The barbarian, who was coughing loudly due to suffocation, turned around and glared at the assassin with a sinister smile on his face.

"Hockleaf, what are you talking about? In this moment of 'crisis', as the best partner, can I just watch you in trouble and ignore it?

I know what you are worried about, please don't worry, I won't talk about it in the bar. The brainless Hocleve accidentally stuck his head on the ceiling while using the jump. He had difficulty breathing and his life was in danger.

At this time, the benevolent assassin Lord Sirte suddenly and miraculously appeared and rescued the dying bull Horclef from danger. Words like this spread."

The assassin patted the barbarian's broad shoulder hard, his eyes full of sincerity, and he almost squeezed out a few tears.

"Didn't you even prepare your lines? Bastard, I risked getting my soles stained. As the first person in history to be hunted by Orac's spider web, I was brought back to my lair like a sling of fresh meat.

Is this your attitude towards your savior when you rescued the unlucky assassin Zilte who went in?"

The barbarian stared at the assassin with wide eyes, as fierce as a butcher, and the assassin looked up at him without giving in. The smell of gunpowder seemed to burst out from the air between the two of them, as if sparks were igniting.

"Okay, okay. Don't you be rude in front of the guests?"

After laughing enough, the paladin and the mage slowly rushed over. The mage was spitting out balls of flames from his hands to burn away the invisible and colorless spider silk on the ground. Don't get me wrong, he was not using the fire of hell, but the fire of hell.

Ordinary flames, just like the fire spell Sarah showed me last time, do not belong to any skills. Of course, this kind of powerless flame can only burn things and threaten ordinary people. If they want to deal with hell,

The enemy is impossible.

"Guest? Where did the guest come from?"

The barbarian turned his neck around curiously, trying to dig out the guests in the three people's mouths.

"That friend has been standing next to me for so long, so it's time to come out and get to know him."

The assassin glanced helplessly at the ignorant barbarian, turned his head and shouted in the direction of the shadowed corner where I stood.

Among the four of them, only the barbarian with no brains seemed to have not noticed my existence, which really surprised me. Although I did not deliberately conceal my aura, the other four were also in the middle of a fierce battle just now. In this case, they still

Being able to notice the appearance of a third party only proves that they are very vigilant.

"I'm sorry, because you are so funny. I forgot to introduce myself for a moment."

Under the sharp gazes of the four people, I slowly walked out of the shadows. When the huge body of the ghost wolf headed by Xiaoxue slowly emerged from the shadows, they were obviously surprised. And quickly

reacted.

"Don't be nervous, they are just my pets."

Seeing their alert looks, I smiled and explained.

"Are you Druid Wu Fan...sir...?"

The surprised mage next to me reacted first and blurted out my name. He hesitated for a while. I don’t know whether he admired me for appearing here alone or was forced by the pressure from Xiaoxue and the others behind me.

The word "adult" was added at the end.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. It's just a name."

Seeing the others react, I slowly took off the cape and hat on my head and walked towards them with a smile. To be honest, these four people were really interesting, and they actually made me want to make friends.

Among the four of them, the mage and the paladin were obviously more sociable. After confirming my identity, they quickly stood up and exchanged a few words with me. They had formal smiles on their faces and their tone was very polite. There was no sign of any pretense at all.

"Gulu——"

At this moment, the barbarian behind him suddenly heard a thunder in his stomach. Feeling the attention of everyone, the barbarian touched his bare head in embarrassment.

"Grandma, I had a fight and I'm hungry."

Seeing the savage's honest expression, we looked at each other and laughed, feeling that the distance seemed to be getting closer.

"If you don't mind, let's find a suitable place to sit down and get to know each other."

The middle-aged mage suggested, and I naturally nodded in approval.

The assassin and Xiaoxue stood guard in front, and everyone walked and chatted, and soon found a suitable resting place. During this time, I also got a rough idea of ​​the situation in their team.

The 21st-level barbarian Khoklef and the 20th-level assassin Ziert, whose names I already knew earlier. The other two are a wretched mage named Katyev, a level 20 wizard, and the last

Paladin, when I heard his name, I almost burst into tears. This team is indeed very good and powerful.

When the paladin introduced himself, he coughed slightly awkwardly and straightened his image, as if he was embarrassed to say it. The other three people also followed his actions and laughed secretly, making him angry.

There is nothing you can do about the smoke.

"Ahem, I'm a level 21 Paladin. Ahem, my name is Ultraman..."

He coughed twice, and finally hesitantly said the name that I had pinned to the ground on the spot in a mosquito-like voice.

"Please don't get me wrong, although my buck teeth do look a bit like Orak, my name is indeed Ultraman."

Seeing that I was fixed on the spot, he quickly waved his hand to explain, and even though he couldn't be described as handsome, he put his Chinese-character face up, grinned, and pointed at the two slightly protruding teeth on both sides of his face.

.

"Orak, aren't you getting more and more smeared?" The mage patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"Don't call me Orak."

The paladin became angry and slapped away the mage's malicious sympathy.

"Do not worry."

After pondering for a long time, I finally came to my senses and my face looked serious as never before.

"In my mind, you will always be Ultraman! So how can Orak be compared to you!"

I gave him a thumbs up, grinning slightly with my shining teeth.

"It's not easy. After being laughed at for decades, you finally found your comrade."

Although I felt that there was something wrong with my statement, the hero of justice who did not think about it deeply... no, it was Ultraman the Paladin. He immediately waved my hands vigorously and cried bitterly as if he had finally found the organization. How many decades?

It seems that he is another miserable child shrouded in the shadow of his childhood.

For a while, Ultraman and I quickly became familiar with each other. Of course, if he knew what I was thinking, he would probably reward me with a sacrifice right away.

"It turns out that you are the special operations team guarding the village of Ahn'Qiraj!"

Time was in a hurry at that time, so I just briefly glanced at the list of the other nine special operations team members, but I didn't remember them deeply. Now that they are so advanced, I suddenly have a little impression.

But when you think about it, it's not surprising. Their average level is already 20, which is much higher than Dhruv and I at the time. It's not surprising that they were selected into the special operations team.

The five people gathered around the campfire. The water bag in their hands was the special refreshing water given to me by Ankara. Hockleaf, who was already hungry and growling, took a mouthful of barbecue and a mouthful of water. He couldn't eat enough.

Yiyuehu, not to mention other people, even I feel a little distressed. Akala's refreshing water is not easy to make, so it was ruined by this cow.

"Hey, it's a pity that we didn't fulfill our responsibilities."

A trace of gloom flashed in Katyev's eyes. No matter who it was, as long as he recalled the soldiers who fell in front of him in that cruel war, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to laugh.

"Yes, the four of us working together are not as good as you alone."

The barbarian with his mouth stuffed with barbecue said vaguely in frustration. If it were anyone else, I would probably think this was a subtle provocation, but when it came out of Horclive's mouth, it was not offensive at all. I'm afraid this is not offensive at all.

It is the savage’s honest and straightforward personality charm.

Assassin Zilte looked at Xiaoxue who was nestling beside the door with envy - her snow-white figure, powerful body, sharp eyes, and stern aura. No matter who saw such a pet, they would probably be unable to control themselves.

Be envious.

"I feel a bit regretful. I actually wanted to be a Druid before." He sighed, thinking about the vicissitudes of the past.

"Then why did you choose an assassin?" I asked curiously.

"because……"

"Because when he was queuing up to sign up for the training camp, he saw that there were fewer people in the other team, so he jumped in and became an assassin in a confused way."

The mage next to me took over his words, gave me an explanation that shocked me, and then sarcastically said with contempt in his eyes.

"Give up. Even if you become a druid, you are still a useless druid. Instead, you should be happy that your mediocre self has chosen the mediocre path of assassin."

"If you want to talk too much, Katyev, why don't you think about how much face you have brought to the Mage Guild?"

Ziert, whose face was red with embarrassment, glared angrily at the mage opposite.

"I didn't want to be a wizard."

Katyev also showed a look that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"When I was a child, I longed to become a majestic paladin, but..."

He shook his head, showing pain.

"But when I signed up, the Paladin instructor said that my legs were too short and I was not suitable for melee combat. Damn it, why did my parents do this to me..."

Everyone: "...!"

"Actually, I didn't plan to become a Paladin when I first started."

This time it's our hero Ultraman's turn to commit suicide.

"My original dream was to become a brave barbarian, but..." He sighed with great emotion.

"But the barbarian instructor said that I am too short, my body is thin, and my voice is not loud enough... Damn it, my dad is obviously very tall, and when he scolds me, the whole village can hear it. Why on earth..."

Ultraman pounded the ground with his excited hands, looking in disbelief.

Everyone: "...!"

The four of them all turned their attention to the barbarian who was eating and drinking, with a look like "It's your turn, be smart."

"I……?"

With his mouth full of oily food, Hockleaf pointed at himself with the barbecue in his hand, with a few pieces of meat foam still stuck to his face.

"Actually, I was rather envious of Amazon at first, but the instructor told me that Amazon doesn't accept men..."
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