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Sir Coman, who was chasing Hoben, arrived late. His infantry stood in front alertly, and the mage released detection magic to prevent any possible hostility.

NPCs often go to the tavern to spy on intelligence. In fact, Sir Coman didn't know that Hoben had surrendered to the local lord and was still looking for him.

Coman was an arrogant guy. He always held the view that people in the underground world were humble and lowly, otherwise how could there be so many mercenaries and adventurers who licked blood on the edge of a knife. With his identity as a knight of the Ferro Empire in the surface world, he should be respected and looked up to.

Even so, when they entered the tavern and asked Hoben, the mercenaries still ignored them. Seeing this, Coman's face was gloomy: "Haven't you seen him?".

"Hey! Come on, Sir Coman is asking you a question!" The infantry behind him scolded in a flattering manner.

Around, several young mercenaries drinking beer were indifferent and looked normal. They were accustomed to such overbearing people and had long been accustomed to them.

The infantry clenched their fists, extremely dissatisfied with their attitude, "Why don't you react at all? Are you dumb? Or do you want to protect criminals and go against the church?"

The mercenaries were full of blood and looked at the arrogant infantry with cold eyes. Several mysterious wizards quietly held up the crystal balls in their hands and recited silently.

Swish! The infantry's leg armor disappeared, and it seemed that the body of the Balrog was burning with raging flames. The surrounding mercenaries all laughed wildly when they saw such a "wonderful" performance.

Coman's face was not good. Although the other party did not insult him blatantly, it was undoubtedly a slap in his face. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? In the church of Mirandal, the God of Justice, the Eye of Judgment, who dared to disrespect him as an alchemist.

The dark elf ranger in a silver-gray short coat stood up and shouted, "Get out! This is not your place, Sir, this is the underground world, not the brothel of the Ferro Empire."

After that, several burly strong men behind him laughed so hard that they almost sprayed out the beer in their mouths. Coman's face turned red and white. What he didn't expect was that the ranger on the opposite side could actually recognize his identity. Damn, could it be that the redbud emblem of the Ferro Empire is very popular?

Coman was about to explode with anger. Despite this, he was arrogant on the outside but very timid on the inside. He didn't dare to act rashly. Who knew where the other party came from? If it was some terrible existence, wouldn't it be courting death? Although he had a lot of soldiers in his hands, he had to deal with the monsters in the dark passage.

He took a few steps back, and footsteps gradually sounded behind him. It was the patrol team of the territory. Under Ilia's arrangement, 3 wizard apprentices and 2 swordsmen formed a team to patrol day and night, which could reduce the crime rate, increase satisfaction, and allow the city to develop harmoniously.

"Haha, the lord's patrol is here, do you still want to resist?" The infantry called the patrolmen outside the tavern in, thinking that it would be a good idea to let the local lord's soldiers try instead of taking action.

Seeing his men bring reinforcements, Coman's face looked better. He thought that the local lord was quite sensible. Should he ask the Earl for a reward after returning? Sometimes, the underground world and the surface world have a little contact. In addition to speculative businessmen, there are also many people who are wanted for offending the powerful. Since they cannot sever their relationship with the surface world, there are often city lords in the underground city who obey the orders of the surface kingdom.

After searching for Hoben for seven days and seven nights, he didn't expect that he killed many of his own people. Although Coman wanted to cut him into pieces, where could he find him?

It's better to let them take the blame.

It was not the first time that Coman had done such a false accusation. The special ability of the alchemist made it easy for him to kill them and create evidence. If he handed them over to the Inquisition, Count Mask would be favored by Miss Catherine.

Coman had a good idea. Several wizard apprentices stood near him in cooperation, but what he did not expect was that all the attacks of the inferior demons were directed at him.

"What do you want to do? Don't you know that I am a knight of the Ferro Empire?"

"Haha, Sir Coman, I am the lord of the Fallen Temple. Although I really want to help you, it's a pity that 'people with different ideologies cannot work together'." After saying that, Shen Xuan drew out the Lord's Sword, regardless of whether Coman could understand ancient Chinese or not, he raised it high and issued an order to arrest him.

The little flame demons all pounced on him like wolves. Although Coman was powerful, he was weak as an alchemist and could not resist such a vicious attack. He was pushed to the ground in an instant.

Hoben waited for a long time, and suddenly thrust out his long sword. The moment the silver light flashed, the mage apprentice fell to the ground.

"Friends, don't you want to help?" Shen Xuan shouted, looking forward to the double-blade ranger and his companions who had appeared in the tavern earlier, and smiled friendly, "But there is no reward."

"It doesn't matter." The double-blade ranger raised the red and blue two-color blades, posed, and wanted to kill, but the barbarian behind him threw the magic tooth blade in his hand first. With a rumbling sound, the fierce red fighting spirit swept through the interior of the tavern, and everyone, including Shen Xuan, fell to the ground. Looking at the armored infantrymen, they were already bloody.

"Fuck, I've been unhappy with them for a long time!" The barbarian uttered a word, and his thick arms pulled, and suddenly after a sound, the magic tooth blade returned to his hand.

What a tough guy! Shen Xuan shouted in his heart, thinking that the levels of several NPCs were probably all above 100, and they actually beat the infantry to pieces. What kind of attack power is this? It's really abnormal.

Although I have seen the magic cannons of the dwarves and the forbidden magic of the elves during the public beta, they are not as powerful as what I see now.

Shen Xuan couldn't help but pay attention to several NPCs. After reading their only information, Shen Xuan found that they were all hero units, hero units! If one thousandth of ordinary units can be promoted to elite units, one thousandth of elite units can be promoted to hero units.

Unfortunately, they look unfriendly, and it is impossible to recruit them. If they are angered, razing the territory will be a piece of cake. The double-blade ranger of the dark elf is relatively kind. The ice and fire double swords in his hands are at least legendary level, but the barbarians and ogres behind him look extremely dangerous.

The barbarian was not wearing any armor. His blood-red facial patterns, olive-colored skin, and bulging muscles were as perfect as a god. Shen Xuan could even conclude that his body was comparable to that of a god, immortal, and even dragon breath or magic could hardly cause fatal damage.

The ogre was holding a double-edged battle axe painted with ancient runes and a white war bear several meters tall. The war bear was strong and could make the little fire demon tremble with just a slight breath outside the tavern. The little fire demon was not a inferior demon. Unless it was the might of a dragon, how could it be so terrified?