When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

In the dark study room, books and scrolls were piled up in every corner of the room. The floor was covered with a woolen carpet. Maybe it used to be soft and fluffy, but now it has become old and dirty, like hard leather felt.The heavy curtains are drawn tightly, stubbornly rejecting all temptations in the world, and even the brightest sunlight cannot penetrate them into the room.The candles were crackling and burning, and the flames were flickering slightly. In this dark, airtight room, day and night, the only thing that could be clearly discerned was the smell of magic.

In front of the desk, an old man with loose gray hair was writing hard.His hair is so messy that it is almost impossible to distinguish the length, it is randomly coiled on the top of his head like a bird's nest, the same long and messy beard is covered with stains from the bread crumbs and broth that fell the day before, half of his fingers are pure black with ink , and the other half is the color of colorful magic herbs.This filth and chaos was beyond the proper scope, but the old man had absolutely no intention of being distracted by it, even if it was the simplest magic trick.All his mind was poured into the big black book in front of him, he kept checking, writing, and muttering to himself.It is so quiet here that it seems that even time has been frozen, only the sound of crackling and rustling is left.

As he was writing, the old man suddenly froze for a moment, his eyes froze and he stopped.After about 3 minutes, he shook off the pen in his hand and stood up. "No! This is absolutely impossible!" His lifeless eyes seemed to be staring at something far away through the wall, and he let out a painful howl, "Drow can't miss, there is no reason, I counted it!"

He paced around the room anxiously, rushed towards the crystal ball in front of the bookshelf, and chanted complicated and lengthy spells.After a while, the halo in the center of the crystal ball began to rotate, and a touch of black slowly appeared in the center of the sphere. He concentrated on watching the scene in the crystal ball. It was a black robe, a white hand, a golden sword, and a bright silver-white light. ...Crack, there was a soft sound, and a crack suddenly appeared in the center of the crystal ball, and the spider pattern quickly spread on the ball, and the whole shattered into two halves.The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then screamed again.

"No no, no one can escape the eyes of the God of Destiny. What happened to that drow? What pulled him out of the palm of my God." The old man tugged at his beard frantically, "By the way, I Can find him, let me think, let me think..."

After a few minutes, he finally remembered something with an aha. He took out a few things from the magic herb bag on his waist, crushed them with his fingertips, chanted a spell lightly, and disappeared into the room with a bang.

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"Master Hong Ming, where are you going?" Saen, who was standing under the wall of Sanjiang City, looked at the black-robed mage who wanted to turn around and leave in astonishment.

"This place is too filthy and not suitable for my practice." Hong Ming glanced lightly at the black and turbid air in the city around him, as well as the faint glow of blood, and shook his head slightly, "Since you are here, you can It’s good to settle down, wait for you to settle everything, and then use sound transmission to find..."

"Wait, my lord." Saen suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled, "Are you sure you know the effect of the blood contract?"

"Communicate mind, connect luck." Hong Ming replied, "It is not limited by distance, only by the connection of essence and blood, if there is a fear of life, both parties can sense it."

Sarn really laughed out this time, "My dear lord, you have never experienced this blood contract from the perspective of a 'spirit beast', have you?"

Hong Ming was startled, "How do you say that?"

San sighed pretending to be worried, "The last time I met an ogre, it was because you flew too high and too far. I was controlled by the blood pact and couldn't help running to find you, so I strayed into the ogre's territory by mistake. This blood I'm afraid Qi is not as fair to servants as you think."

This time, Hong Ming was completely speechless. He froze for a while, and finally replied, "Sorry, I was careless..."

Sarn put on a flattering smile again, "So I'm afraid you have to live in Sanjiang City with me first, and after I settle my affairs, I will serve you, and I only need a little remuneration. The Dark Elf is a well-known language talent in Oren Continent, even if I don’t need to protect you, you can still be a competent translator.”

This matter was due to a misunderstanding caused by my hasty, and if I really want to find out the purpose of my visit to this continent, I am afraid that an interpreter will be inevitable.After hesitating for a moment, Hong Ming finally nodded and accepted the dark elf's request.

Seeing the serious expression of the black-robed mage, Sarn couldn't help but chuckled in his heart.If what the mage said is correct, then this blood contract is probably a huge bargain.If there is danger, the mage can be rescued without paying any price. If the mage accidentally dies, he can break the blood contract and escape. Is there a more perfect employer than this?The only trouble is the prohibition that cannot be avoided and the forced obedience. Sarn has long been familiar with dealing with these.

Holding two diametrically opposed thoughts, the two regained their harmony and walked side by side towards the dark elf's secluded lair.

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Carus has always felt a little restless recently.He had burglarized the well-guarded Duke's mansion, deceived dangerous orcs with his tongue, and dealt with cruel and cunning robbers, all of which had never harmed his sanity.But now, a sixth sense gifted to thieves was scratching his heart.He always felt that something was going to go wrong, the kind of bad way he didn't appreciate at all.

Rubbing the pure gold hairpin adorned with precious stones, he opened his treasure chest and wanted to stuff things in, when suddenly there was a soft "pop" in his ear, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him .

With a bang, the hairpin and the box fell to the floor together. Carus felt his heart jumping into his throat, and it was extremely difficult to breathe. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said hello in a stammering voice, "Big... Your Excellency Dafa, what do you have..."

The old man in front of him stared at him with cloudy eyes that were still full of gum, "Is that the drow you contacted?"

Finally knowing the source of the bad luck, Carus could only feel his teeth chattering, he forced a stiff smile and replied, "Yes... I gave him the task, it's just Your Majesty Dafa, your appointment There is still..."

"Drow failed." The old man interrupted him without hesitation, "I had calculated that he would succeed, but he failed! This is impossible!! Now I can't find him, tell me he is in where?!"

Facing the anger of a Dafa, or a defector, Carus felt his knees were trembling, and he grabbed the table beside him, insisting not to fall to the ground. "Hold~ I'm sorry, it's just that Drow didn't join the Thieves Guild, he's just an extra...I..."

"Where is he!"

"Three days! Your Excellency Dafa! He will definitely return the task in three days. I will contact you immediately when I see him, I promise!"

The old man tilted his head and thought for a while, showing a satisfied smile, "Take this, crush it when you see Drow."

A magic gem was thrown at the thief's feet, and with a soft sound, the mage disappeared again.Carus only felt exhausted, and his back was full of cold sweat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and picked up the light blue gemstone.Whatever the bloody drow did, he'd make him pay.