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"If the leg is injured, blue sheep should not be the first choice. Their movements are too wild and will aggravate the injury. It is best to use a pony..." The mage on duty turned his back to the two of them and chose the type of mount.

"I heard from my cousin that there is a mountain tunnel here? Maybe it would be faster and smoother for us to take the tunnel?" Domino said while pretending to want to see what mounts there are here, got up and came

Behind the mage.

As the distance between the two became closer and closer, a small bell hanging on the mage's waist suddenly began to make a series of crisp sounds.

The voice was surprising. When the killer came to his senses again, the mage on duty was already facing him, with a look of caution on his face.

Needless to say, this bell should be some kind of warning magic. Although I don't know the specific conditions of the warning, it failed Domino's original plan. He could only open his hands to show that he had no ill intentions, and at the same time took two steps back.

"Uh, what's going on? Did I accidentally cause something else? Look at me, a rough guy who has never seen the world, always embarrassing my cousin, haha, haha."

Domino's sneer makes it difficult to tell whether it is true or false. After all, the dilemma of causing problems due to lack of understanding and the dilemma of trying to sneak attack and eventually causing problems are similar on many levels.

This mainly depends on the defensive spell on the opponent, that is, why the bell is ringing. If the source of the ringing is hostility or malice, then no matter how sincere the performance is, it will be useless.

"Do you have a metal weapon on your body? A sword, no, it's probably a dagger." Such a question made Domino feel relieved. If the bell could only sense the approach of the murder weapon, then there was still the possibility of telling a lie.

"Ah, yes, yes! I am carrying a dagger. Please forgive me, this is not home after all. I am timid by nature, so I have to prepare something. Sorry, sorry!" the killer said, opening his own

He took out a dagger from his waist and held the blade in his hand to show that he had no threatening intentions.

In fact, Domino has more than one dagger on his waist, and there is also a goblin lying on his belly. However, his technique is very clever. He uses his hands to quickly dodge in front of the opponent like magic. The mage feels a little strange, but he doesn't wait.

Turn feelings into reality and everything is over.

"It's understandable to worry. However, the City of Ten Thousand Laws prohibits the carrying of these sharp objects in public places without a locking sheath. You'd better get the corresponding scabbard as soon as possible."

In this era, daggers did not only exist as weapons. Whether it was cutting food, chopping wood, or even cutting ropes or cutting off the corners of clothes, they were needed in various situations.

Even the attribute of a weapon has become secondary to the dagger. Therefore, in many more relaxed areas, the dagger is classified as a tool rather than a weapon. The same is true for Wanfa, but in addition to that, it is necessary to carry equipment

Lock catch just in case.

"Oh, okay, okay. I was negligent before, I'm very sorry." He once again put the dagger into his waist in a juggling manner, and Domino bowed slightly to apologize.

And at this moment, a silver flash of light flew out from the shoulder of the stooped killer and instantly grazed the mage's neck. Her speed was so fast that the expression on the mage's face was still relaxed and there was no time to be surprised.

"Uh, what? That's, um!" The mage's expression finally began to change. He instinctively wanted to cast a spell, but Domino took a step forward and grabbed his throat with one hand to prevent him from chanting the spell.

After more than ten seconds, the purple-clothed mage who struggled fiercely finally gave up his resistance and fell into a deep coma. The killer responsible for suppressing him was also exhausted. No matter how weak a person is, the power he exerts to survive is objective. What's more,

This mage's body is far less frail than imagined, and it is quite difficult to continuously suppress him.

Fortunately, Domino's had a huge advantage from the beginning, and it has been successfully postponed until now.

"Can the anesthetic on your knife take effect slower?" The killer wiped the sweat from his head and complained to Kuai Keling who was standing aside.

"There's nothing I can do. My sword is only so big. How much poison can it be coated with? It's not because you humans are so big that it's as hard to knock down as a cow." Joan immediately responded to Domino's complaint, she said

The sword is actually thinner and shorter than the sewing needles commonly used by humans.

Exactly how small is it? Even if she stabbed the mage on duty in the neck with her sword, the warning bell on the mage on duty did not ring. It can be seen that in the judgment of magic, it is not a murder weapon at all. Unless such a small toothpick is

It is coated with a highly toxic poison and must accurately hit the person's blood vessels or nerves to achieve effective killing. As for the slow onset of effect, it is an acceptable result.

The killer resisted the urge to stretch out his hand and strangle the goblin, mainly because he knew that he could not catch Kuai Ke Ling at all. The reaction speed and flexibility of these goblins were ten thousand times stronger than the most difficult flies and mosquitoes.

They were as unlikable as their sharp teeth. But he had to admit that even with these shortcomings, Joan was the most helpful person in this team besides himself.

"The Great Luo of All Worlds"

"Dear Miss Mage, what are you waiting for? Please check the situation here quickly, find the entrance to that damn tunnel, and let us complete this task, okay?"

Lynn frowned. She didn't like the way Domino and Joan dealt with the mage, because it reminded her of herself. In the same situation, she would definitely not be able to deal with the combination of Killer and Quickling, and she would lose in a very frustrating way.

Qu.

Thinking about it this way, at least I was not ashamed of being defeated before. As for having my kneecap smashed with a discus by an innkeeper... this matter needs to be discussed separately.

"Can't you see that sign? The tunnel is over here, don't you know the words?" the female mage said angrily, reluctantly stood up, and pointed to the sign on the side of the room.

"You mages write the words in such weird ways that I wouldn't be able to recognize them even if I could read them." The killer glanced at the sign and said coldly.

It is true that the fonts used by mages are somewhat different from those used by ordinary people. The same words may be confusing depending on the writing habits. Not to mention the very different grammar and wording in the City of Ten Thousand Laws.

, enough to turn the average person back into semi-illiteracy.

"It's just a simple transformation." Lynn muttered in a low voice and pushed the door open with her body, opening a path that led to an unknown direction.

Perhaps feeling the wind in the tunnel, Umaila took the initiative to slide off the killer's body and shook her hair.

"I smell the cave. It's very close."

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Chapter completed!