Unfortunately, until Blanche got up and completely killed the troll, Daren didn't catch the inspiration.

But he can't blame others.

The employer didn't know that he was in a critical state, and the other person's actions actually saved him, because Deren was almost at the limit! As soon as the troll died, he sat on the ground as if he was dispersed. Just now, the mysterious magician didn't take action, so old Remitt rushed to save the scene...

"Why are you trying so hard?" The mysterious magician hoarsely, a little puzzled, "You and I don't know each other."

"No, it's not your reason..." Deren gasped, "It's me... I must perfectly master the skill of pain transformation as soon as possible... the faster the better..."

"Ahem, it really has nothing to do with you. This guy has been working hard lately." Remitt curled his lips.

"Okay." Blanche was silent.

Next, the two of them took a short rest and began their journey of finding the Blazing Blood Troll.

This time, Blanche paid special attention and found that this brunette boy who had met once was really like what he said. He was completely taking the initiative to fight against the trolls. He would never go around in circles! Only when his body reached its limit would he walk the trolls and slow down for a while. When his body recovered a little, he would rush up to the hard head again.

But Daren was unwilling to give up and wanted to see if he could find that trace of inspiration back.

Time and again!

The not-so-strong figure formed a sharp contrast with the troll's tall and bloated body. The huge and hot fist hit the metal shield and the roar made the heart beat like a war drum, shaking.

[Is it just to perfectly master a skill...]

Blanche was a little stunned and suddenly clenched her fist quietly.

She had never experienced this feeling.

Even though I tried a lot of effort to perfectly master the fireball technique, I worked hard to read books, meditate, and practice... but I really tried my best? I really never tried it...

After mastering the emperor's magic, I easily engraved four skills in one breath. The first three are easily and perfectly mastered. If I want to, even the fourth [Water Rope Technique] can immediately deceive the mark of light and "perfectly mastered". There is no need to work so hard...

Blanche suddenly felt a little ashamed.

She clearly remembered that she had a little shake this morning!

I also thought that since I was desperate, I might as well compromise and return to the magic tower obediently and accept my mother's seal on the magic hand.

But now thinking about it again, have you really reached the point of being desperate? No! I decided to persist in practicing emperor magic because I believe I am right. Is it just because I tried to prove that I was listed as "unpopular" by the guild, as if I had suffered such a major blow, and was depressed so much that I gave up my persistence directly?

If you get a little blow, just bow your head and admit that you are wrong?

No! If you don’t try hard, how can you give up easily?

[I am missing something... maybe, it's this thing...] Blanche's eyes followed Deren.

This kind of spirit of perseverance! This kind of stubbornness is like a cow!

This is not the first time Blanche has seen this kind of energy in Delan. The last time he broke out of the cocoon in the Dark Valley, Delan's performance had already given her this feeling... Otherwise, an ordinary mountain village boy would not have left a lingering impression in the heart of the magician girl.

"Thank you, Delen." The gray-haired girl murmured in a very inaudible way.

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"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Damn the palace mage group, damn the bloody troll!"

"It's all damn!!!"

In a stone house on the north side of Bailita, a junior warrior with thin cheeks and deep eye sockets was pacing in the room irritably.

On the table behind him, in a strong iron cage, the brown little squirrel was leaning weakly against the fence, his eyes moving back and forth with the thin human figure.

This person is Quincy!

But if Daren saw him, he would be surprised that Quincy's entire image had only been seen for ten days. Not only did he lose weight, his temperament also changed. At the beginning, Daren felt that although the deputy captain was thin, he gave the feeling of a close brother who was bathed in spring, but now he was full of a pissed neuroticism.

"First itchy potion! Another bloody troll! I was only one hundred gold towers to get a thousand pieces, and I could change my destiny and make it soar! I wanted to make a mistake at this time! Everyone was against me! They were all against me! They were all fucking against me!" Quincy walked back to the table, hammered the table with both fists a few times, lowered her head and let out a roar like a trapped beast.

"Squeak..." Kuka was startled, and shrank away from Quincy in the cage, looking at the human in fear.

"And you!" Quincy suddenly looked up, his blood-covered eyes staring at the little squirrel, and his saliva almost sprayed into the cage. "You are unwilling to cooperate with me earlier! If you surrender earlier, we will go out to kill the trolls, maybe we have saved up enough money for dragon blood! But you don't eat or drink! Now, what's the use of itchy potions and the trolls appear? Hum?"

"You are a waste now! I tried every means to capture you, and for this, I did not hesitate to turn against my brothers and quit the kitchen knife team, but you are a waste squirrel now!"

No wonder Quincy was so angry...

Cool Card is unique because only it can easily tick the trolls and escape them all, which means that those who own it can make a lot of money while the "King Mission" is being used! And Quincy withdraws from the team, which means that he doesn't have to share the money with anyone.

But as soon as the itchy potion came out, Quincy was no longer the only one who could hunt ordinary trolls. In a short period of time, ordinary trolls were almost extinct.

And the high temperature on the bloody trolls can almost burn red steel! At that temperature, no matter how flexible the cool card is, it is useless. If you run up, you will be afraid that you will become a roasted squirrel...

In other words, all Quincy's abacus was lost!

But in order to withdraw from the team, he had a fight with Justin and almost turned against him.

Thinking back to the beginning, the two soldiers grew up in the same kitchen knife team, with deep friendship, and the key was similar interests - they both knew that they did not have much talent, and they would probably work together to cultivate more young soldiers after they practiced to cultivate more young soldiers!

Together, they formed the largest kitchen knife team in Belita, and they were willing to give guidance to all the young soldiers with ambition. They took them everywhere to hunt monsters and obtain the dust of light... Even though they were the two strongest, they obviously contributed more, but they insisted that all profits were equally divided...

It is precisely because of this mentality that Justin, who is more impatient, is very excluded from mercenaries, because he just can't stand those young people who are obviously promising but have no ambition at all! He wishes he could kick away the trainee warrior who is willing to be a mercenary for money and spend his whole life.

Fortunately, there is Quincy in the team. The two have the same ambitions, but the rare thing is that they have complementary personalities. Quincy has a careful and meticulous personality and has managed their kitchen knife team very well.

When Quincy actually came to tell him that he was going to withdraw, Justin was extremely puzzled--he was a rough man, and he couldn't lead such a large kitchen knife team, so he might not be able to hold on for long before he had to disband.

This means that the young soldiers in the team may also have to fall back into the dilemma of difficulty in forming teams and practicing hard.

The two of them quickly started arguing and finally got into trouble and parted in disagreement.

Quincy knew that he could not go back to his former life... and the dragon blood he had planned seemed to be in vain.
Chapter completed!