Chapter 244, Persona in the Desert (5)

Falck and Salemon dragged the lizard's legs for nearly twenty minutes before they stopped gasping for air.

They looked at the ruins in the distance, which had shrunk into a black dot, and still had palpitations.

"Oh my God.... It's really not easy, his spell is comparable to the Burning City and the Meteor Shower, right? If such a magic is unleashed in a town, I am afraid that the people who can escape alive can be counted on one hand. ”

Falk looked at the space where even the sky seemed to be corroded, and patted his heart, which was beating violently.

Salemon gasped and wiped the sweat from his forehead, rolled his eyes and said, "But what do I think.... He had just had the realization of death, and that was when he told us to go. ”

"What?"

Falke was a little incredulous, but he looked in the direction where the others had fled, but he didn't see the magician retreating.

This made him frown.

There had never been a single precedent for their team to abandon their companions to escape. If Turic doesn't make it this time, he, Fake, as the leader of the squad, will be to blame.

"Won't it.... He looks pretty confident," he muttered.

But at this moment, the moans of the lizardmen came from the ground. Moaning: "Ouch~~~ Guys, can you ask Pymerald to help me treat it before then?" The skin on my back... It looks like it's all worn away..."

Jadeite exclaimed, and she saw that the lizardman's back was already a blur of flesh and blood! Countless blood marks crisscrossed it, and from the wound it looked much worse than the wound that had just been dug with a knife.

Falk looked at Ward's miserable appearance and hurriedly apologized: "Ouch brother, we were too anxious just now, I'm really sorry!" ”

Well, he and Salomon just ran away, dragging the lizardman by the leg and dragging him all the way for twenty minutes.... It's no different from a sentence.

The Holy Light Healing Technique shines on the lizardman's body, along with his cavities, corns, and pimples.

But when the lizardman sat up again, he immediately asked, "Where is our magician?" ”

Fack's face was a little unnatural. He tried to say, "Why don't we go back and find out?" ”

"No! We have to get out of here right now! Almost immediately, Salomon stopped him: "Have you forgotten what Turic said?" If something happens to him, it's a chance for us to escape by risking his own safety! If we turn back and fall under siege again, won't we let him die in vain? Now it's time to head back to Oasis and report the message to the quest publisher! We need more people to come back again! Maybe he can be saved. ”

Falke thought about it, and what Salomon said was right, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, let's retreat to Oasis Town now!" Report this to the mercenary club, and then bring more people in, maybe Turic can still be saved! ”

Now that the decision has been made, the four of them will not delay any longer. They immediately set out on the road and hurried back.

When the four of them reappeared at the Oasis Tavern, the mercenaries around them were staring at them with a strange gaze. Because they found out that the magician hired by the four men had not returned!

"Hell... Could this group of people be magician nemesis? ”

"Hey Fack, how did you do this? It's like being trampled by a hundred ogres in turn, how can you be so embarrassed? ”

A familiar mercenary offered to talk to Farke, but the latter was so tired that he couldn't breathe, just waved his hand at him, reached out and took a glass of water from the table and poured it into his stomach.

It wasn't until this that Fack took a breath and said in a hoarse voice, "We.... We found desert relics... And the monsters that come out of the ground! I want to meet the leader of the Mercenary Association! I want to see Sharkusack~~~~! ”

As soon as his words came out, the entire tavern was stunned. The people stopped what they were doing and looked at it.

The owner of this tavern is responsible for posting tasks and distributing bounties on weekdays. It can also be said to be a person in charge of the mercenary association.

At this moment, when he heard Farke's words, he also realized the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly said: "You guys take a break here, and I will immediately go and inform the mercenary association!" ”

Since the Mercenary King Sharkusack went to the Misty Lands to participate in the Summit Talks, the mercenaries at this time will always be presided over by the Mercenary King's deputy "Sicklaw the One-Eyed".

It was a seasoned mercenary warrior with the scars of a brave man. He wears an eye patch, has a hooked nose, and thin lips that make people feel uncomfortable at first glance.

After hearing the report of Farker and several people, the big man's brows have been wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

"If what you say is true, that's bad!"

His voice was a little sharp, and it didn't seem to match the tough guy appearance. But no one would notice his voice at this time, because everyone was waiting for him to come up with an idea.

But he heard Hicklaw continue: "But I believe in these young men! Their magician sacrificed himself to buy time for his teammates, and he was a model for me to be a mercenary! Now, gather all the elite mercenary groups in Oasis Town at once! I need more than ten mercenary groups to form a mercenary alliance! I'll give you half a day to prepare, and it's best to recruit another Wizard teammate and take a break. Because then we'll set off overnight and head to where you said we were! This time I'm going to go into the underground ruins myself and see what lies inside. ”

As soon as Hicklau's words came out, several mercenaries around him immediately went to contact the mercenary group he was familiar with.

The four of Falk walked out of the tavern because none of the mages they had been recruiting all these days had made it back alive. At the moment, they can't recruit the teammates they want in the tavern.

But then the mercenary who had just spoken to Farke in the tavern patted him.

"Hey Fake~ I heard that you have made a great contribution this time! Lord Sealaw is going to gather all the good mercenary groups in the town to join in the mission! While my squad and I don't have that qualification, I can tell you a piece of news. ”

"What's the news?" Fark asked.

"That's the magician~! I heard that two days ago there was a very talented magician in Oasis Town! It seems to have come from the Floating City, the capital of magic. That's a real magician! He's haunting the West End, so you can try your luck. ”

Oh? A mage from the Floating City? ”

Falk and the others glanced at each other, and they all knew that Klose had gone to the Floating City to study, and had successfully entered there. If this person is really a mage from the Floating City, maybe he can still know the little lord? Wouldn't there be great hope that the four of them would hire him?

After asking where the man was and how he was dressed, the four of them immediately set off for the west side of the town.

To the west of the town is a toast bakery that specializes in selling information.

Although it looks like a bakery, the mercenaries of Oasis Town know that this shop is actually the contact point of the Thieves' Guild in the Northlands.

I don't know why the mage lived in the Thieves' Guild's contact point, but it didn't matter.

Falke pushed open the door of the toast bakery, and a bell was tied to the door that rang whenever anyone entered or exited.

The boss here is a simple-looking and somewhat obsessive man. When he saw a few people entering the door, he greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hello guests~~ Please pick whatever you need."

Before Farke could speak, Ward was stuck on the glass counter, and his saliva almost didn't hit someone's cabinet.

"Wow. ... Fack! Look at that runny bread! I've wanted to try it for a long time.... I heard that the filling inside is soft and glutinous and sweet, and the bread crust is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside... Let's buy one and try it, shall we? ”

Falck's head was throbbing, and he dragged the lizardman away from the glass counter.

He lowered his voice and said angrily, "You foodie! Forgot what we're here for? Lord Sealaw said that there was only half a day to prepare! ”

Ward said with some grievances: "Yes.... Didn't you say let's prepare new players and supplies.... Bread.... Isn't it also a type of supply? Don't we have to eat on the road? ”

"You idiot still know how to talk back!? Just eat in the desert and buy some compressed jerky and biscuits, this kind of bread will taste the next day, how to bring it? ”

"It's okay~~ I'll definitely be able to finish it today!"

"I'll eat your sister!"

Falk slapped the lizardman on the bare skull, and he was speechless.

Cuicuishi hurriedly came over and grabbed the two: "Oops~~~ The injury on Ward's body is just right, he can eat a piece if he wants to." Come on, come on, I'll buy it for you~"

"You're still the best for me~~~"

Like a spoiled baby, the lizardman rested his head on Jadeite's shoulder, and Falk couldn't help but want to kick him twice.

Seeing this guy being pulled away, Falke regained his thoughts, took a deep breath and said, "Boss, I'm sorry, we're here to find Mr. Magician here." We have an important mission into the desert this time, and we hope to have his help. The price of hiring is easy to say! ”

"Magician?"

When the boss heard Farke's words, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"Who told you there were magicians here? We're a thieves' union here. ”

He didn't hide it, the fact that this was the contact point of the Thieves' Chamber of Commerce was almost well known in Oasis Town, and there was nothing to hide.

"Harm! Friend, the magician of our previous squad was admitted to the Floating City Magic Academy, maybe I am still a classmate with the one here~"

"Oh? What's the name of your friend? ”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the house. A tall, but somewhat hunched, dark-haired man appeared in front of Farke.

He was dressed in a black mage robe and armed with a short staff. Except for the mage robe and short staff, the whole person's temperament looks like a real thief!

A Rogue Mage? Falk came up with such a term in his head.