Bartholomew's ghetto is no different from the ghetto in other places, and Raphael still has a good feeling when it comes to slums, after all, the player's starting point is in the slum at the beginning. Legend has it that only those who bought the most exclusive game warehouse in the first place enjoyed the status of nobility. Later, even if you buy a high-end warehouse, you can't enjoy such treatment.

I have to say that my aristocratic status is really simple! It's just that the welfare is not very good, of course, if he dares to say this, he will definitely be sprayed to death, the welfare is not good?! This is called welfare?! It's all in Nadse! Not to mention his attributes, Dalena and Jarvis alone are no longer a question of welfare or welfare! A guy who doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings!

Dirty, foul-smelling, stealing, bullies, that's the norm in the ghetto, the weak bully the weaker, that's the rule in the ghetto! The patrolling guards don't come to patrol here, and it's even more ruthless than the nobles who oppress the commoners. It can be said that groups of players who came to the ripp have abandoned those childish ideas after experiencing the baptism of the slums.

For example, players in the novice area are stronger than NPCs, they all give experience, and if you have this naïve idea, you will be waiting in the resurrection space the next day......

Walking through the slums, you can feel that all eyes are on you, as if everything about you will be seen through by them. Dalena had obviously experienced such a battle for the first time, and she followed closely behind Raphael. The little girl has good strength, but she obviously hasn't experienced fighting. I was obviously a little scared to be looked at by this kind of desire to eat people.

Instead, Yárvis was doing as usual. Obviously, it wasn't the first time he had experienced such a situation, after all, he was a professional close to the third order, and he had obviously experienced a lot of things. Raphael sometimes wondered how his deceased father had allowed this near-third-order professional to follow him.

Thinking about it, a panicked teenager was chased and beaten by a group of people and ran towards him, in the slums, such things seemed so harmonious, some people chased and some ran.

"It looks like I'm being treated like a fat sheep." Raphael chuckled and shook his head, thinking.

“f'as！” With a flip of his palm, a fireball appeared in his hand, and Raphael smiled softly, like the rising sun, soft and warm.

But seeing the fireball in Raphael's hand, the boy and the group of people chasing him couldn't help but stop. Magician, this is not the guy they want to face. If the boss behind them knew that they had messed with a magician, their boss would have killed them!

"Need help, friend?" Raphael looked at the young man in front of him and asked kindly.

"No, no." The young man trembled and said, frightened, afraid. This is the mood of the young man at this moment.

"Do you need me to invite you to tea?" Raphael asked, as if he did not see the boy's fear.

"Nope." The young man trembled violently, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"Then please go." The fireball was thrown on the ground, and the dirt and excrement on the ground splashed all over these people, but they didn't dare to say a word, and they all ran away with a bang. Even the eyes that had been staring at them looked away.

"Young Master, how do you know that they are in a group?" Dalena saw that little stars appeared in the eyes of the young master's admiration just now, and asked with great admiration. I have to say that the current Ms. Mist is indeed a little too cute.

"Because we are money bags in their eyes. Aren't stupid aristocrats the best money bags? Raphael said as he rubbed Dalena's flaxen hair.

"Ah, you actually used us as money bags?!" Dalena expressed a kind of indignation at Raphael's novel claim. Originally, when she was in Yukiling, Dalena's concept of money was not so obvious, but now when she came to Bartholomew, she found that money is a good thing, and those delicious and fun things can only be bought for money.

Hearing Raphael's words, Dalena changed her fear and looked around with wide eyes, like a tigress guarding a calf. Raphael couldn't help but laugh a little, is this still the cold misty lady in his impression? When history, time, people, these three are connected. It's a really interesting thing.

With Raphael just taking a fireball technique, they didn't encounter any obstacles along the way. The uncle in the civilian area was right, this mercenary union was really easy to identify, and the wine barrels were sat together by the mercenaries as chairs, and the lid of the wine barrels was nailed to a building that looked very old. The crooked string of characters on it is the mercenary guild in the lingua franca.

I have to say that when Raphael was a high-level magician, he studied the writing of various races, and it can be said that he mastered various foreign languages. In Raphael's view, two elements make up the entirety of a mage, knowledge and money! Among them, knowledge is the most important.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The three of them stood in front of the mercenary union, and a burst of whistles sounded, and I have to say that the mercenaries and the regular army are in the same place can indeed make people see the difference at a glance. Their disobedience to discipline makes them appear scattered. Especially the mercenary profession is not limited, people from all three religions and nine streams can join it, so you can find all kinds of bull ghosts and snake gods here.

This is one of the advantages and disadvantages of mercenaries. The advantage is that when a variety of tasks are released, someone will perform them. That's the downside.

"Tut-tut, what a Peugeot chick! Potter, you're saying he's more handsome than Epally from the Dragon Tavern? The mercenaries who whistled the loudest said loudly.

"Of course, this is it. Tut-tut, this figure, this little face. Perfect! This person's face was covetous, and his eyes were full of ** when he looked at Dalena.

So, that's why many people of status don't like mercenaries.

"Dalena, aren't you going to teach them a lesson?" Raphael looked at the guys with a sympathetic expression. You must know that although Dalena is only an eighth-level knight, her strength of up to twenty-five points is obviously not something that these people can resist. Sometimes, you don't have to shine the spotlight all over you. Wouldn't it be a good thing to leave yourself with a sense of mystery? Or rather, it's a farce, and you really don't need to take it so seriously.

"Okay, young master!" Dalena pulled out the double swords hanging from her waist, you must know that most of the knight's swords can only be picked up with two hands, but Dalena does not look heavy in one hand, and these twenty-five points of strength are obviously not covered!

The little girl's skills are really good, it only took a few moves to beat these pretending to be the most tigers, and they didn't even resist Dalena's move, so it can only be said that pretending to be a thunderbolt is really right......

The next thing was very simple, the three of them went in to fill out the form, and received a sign showing their rank, the fine iron level. At this point, the Bauhinia Mercenary Group was established!

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