Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Well, he put you in my group. Interesting decision." When Atta and Kailas came to the place written on the cloth, the elves who had been hiding in the shadows walked out of the darkness some time ago. Under the light of the setting sun, his hair and skin showed strange colors, except for the bright red in those pupils.

Unlike usual, Jung wore a sophisticated dress, shiny leather boots and metal buttons all showed the value of this outfit. Not to mention the iconic high-necked cloak. This image is almost a manifestation of a vampire in folklore. It seems that he has no intention of hiding his identity.

"But we haven't heard that we are going to partner with an elf in a costume. Is our goal tonight to perform an opera on stage?" Kailas sarcastically said unceremoniously. He didn't care about Barak. For the blood family, for this black cat, there are only a few objects in this world that will not be his joke, and this does not even include himself. Moreover, he was not very satisfied with the mage's arrangement.

"Maybe we should go acting. You see, I am a pretentious vampire, and you are a cat who only wears clothes and speaks people. With this beautiful lady, I'm sure no matter what kind of bad drama you perform will be a sensation. Temporary talk. So I have to thank Mr. Cheese, he and his team have added more color to the city, and I am sure that the brightest touch is your eyes, dear lady ."

Jung stroked his chest with his right hand and bowed to Atta. He didn't mind the cat goblin's criticism. Pretentiousness is often an excuse for people who cannot understand the meaning behind the etiquette, and the elegant nobility will not change.

Atta frowned slightly. She didn't like vampires. On the way to the grey lion, a vampire attacked a businessman who kindly took her a ride, so she didn't like this race. Moreover, she did not enjoy Jung’s respect and praise, which seemed too hypocritical in her opinion, and could not see anything that could be called sincerity.

"I didn't do anything worthy of your salute, so please treat me as an ordinary person?"

"Ah, that's not okay. I personally love human etiquette very much. My race, I mean now, also makes me pay attention to it all the time. And you are a princess, how can you not let me treat me differently? Not to mention, the day of your enthronment is likely to come soon, whether you are the queen or the princess of the fairies, you will be a much more noble existence than the secular king. It will be nothing to me to meet and talk with you. An important event in his life that deserves to be remembered and boasted." Jung exaggerated, but there was no honor in his words in his eyes. This guy may indeed be suitable for the stage. He is so good at performing.

Now Ata and Kailas hate him even more. It is really difficult for a person to use this method to expose the identity of the first person to meet. But in addition to disgust, they really have to care. What they heard from the cheese before is not counted. Just because this person can understate Atta's life experience is enough to show that he has a lot of money in this city. Power.

No, the forces in the rush can't find out the state of the fairy kingdom, or that any power in the secular world, even the blood race, should not be aware of the political changes of the fairy. This is no longer a question of power.

Perhaps he sensed the influence of his words on the two of them, and Jung's mouth showed an unexplained smile. He knows the significance of cheese putting these two people in his group, because for the people in the gray robe, besides the mage himself, the most threatening to Jung is to hold Flacragg Atta, and he also believes that Cheese must have told these two people that if necessary, he can shoot himself.

This is good, very good. It makes sense to work with such people. The vampire turned and opened his arms, and the cloak behind him unfolded like a bat's wings. "Then, please allow me to introduce the other members of our operation. After all, this mission is of great importance. Apart from us, of course we need some cannon fodder. I mean, the facilitators. They are my carefully selected members and will not disappoint you."

"Whoo!" Before the words fell, a silver arrow passed through Jung's forehead, but the shot head quickly became illusory, and the real head of the vampire had already turned aside and avoided the shot.

"It's so impatient, dear, you can never hit a target like this." Jung shook his head, letting out his vision, so that they could see the archer. It was a woman in her twenties. Her golden hair was tied into a ponytail on the right back of her head. She was dressed in a dress between hunting suit and armor. She was holding a crossbow, which was obviously a silver arrow. It comes from it.

"Let me introduce, this is Alice, Alice. The surname of a certain perished nobleman, you see, when the knighted kingdom is no longer, the nobleman loses its meaning. Poor Alice is like that, she tried Trying to regain the glory of the ancestors, she made the wrong object of revenge, and mistakenly regarded me as a good-hearted person as an enemy. But other than that, she is a good girl and may be able to chat with Miss Atta."

Like the narration in the play, Jung stretched out his hand to the woman called Alice irrelevant. The latter spat at him and walked over to pick up the silver arrow. She stared at Atta for a few seconds as she passed by, but said nothing.

"Oh, besides this routine origin, she is also a hunter with a decent shooting skills, the kind of vampire hunting. But since there are not so many vampires in this city for her to hunt, she has to pick up some other things. Thanks to this, she has quite a lot of experience in dealing with cultists, and I will find her for this reason. I definitely don’t want to take this opportunity to solve this annoying and cute little one. Bug." Jung looked at Alice from behind and said in a soft and strange tone. The latter's stature stagnated, but soon recovered. After she picked up the arrows, she stood next to Atta~www.readwn.com~ Archers who provide support from a distance are important, but those who can fight for space for the archers are more important. Next, please let me introduce the champion of the rushing underground fighting field. The big star who has completed 98 consecutive victories but was broken by his opponent in the 99th battle, Mr. Joe! "

The man who came out with the sound was thin and thin, and it seemed that Bijuni was not much better. There were hideous stitches on his right arm, but the rough treatment failed to save the function of this arm, leaving it in the owner. The weak swing when walking around is like an ugly tumor attached to the body.

Joe's expression was the same as his body, full of expressive weakness, weakness and depression. Such a person really didn't look like he could fight, let alone be the vanguard of the team.

But Atta and Kailas don’t think so. In their eyes, Alice’s emotions are like a flowing fire, full of vitality and passion, while Joe, his emotions are like a wooden barrel filled with The barrel of gunpowder, this person is extremely dangerous. The fighter field champion waved his left hand to the two of them, which was regarded as the completion of the greeting, and then stood there looking like he was about to be tired.

"Okay, after introducing these two, it is time to invite our third team member. He is vigorous and agile. He is a famous thief on the rush. If we need to slacken the door and pick the door, he will definitely send it. Useful. Am I right? Hmm... I hope you can stand up and meet our companions, hi?"

"If you were looking for that dwarf spirit, he drank too much just now, and he is probably snoring in that pile of things now." Alice said in a cold voice, pointing her finger to a pile of wooden boxes on the corner of the street. Sure enough, people with better hearing can hear even breathing sounds.

Jung covered his face with his hands, "I knew I shouldn't let him carry a hip flask."