Chapter Five Hundred and Twentieth Change

Home of the Serpent of Yevrk.

"Sister, you drank too much!"

The archer sat in the training ground of the station and watched his sister dangle there with a large glass of ale, hiccupping every few steps, she was not only drunk, but also full up.

"What's the matter! It's rare for me to be so happy today! All the irritating things in my head have been driven out! Come, Koya, too!"

The woman wanted to hug the archer's neck, but the archer deftly dodged it, and the woman's body fell on the wooden stake the archer was sitting on and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the satisfied smile on the woman's face, the archer couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. After finding a blanket to cover his sister, the archer looked to the other side of the camp.

There are a bunch of strange things in there, which the leader Reyek calls "drums" and "electric guitars".

But it was with these strange things, the strange sounds they played, and the singing of the group leader Reyek that his sister temporarily escaped from that painful state.

"Captain, someone is dormant near our mercenary regiment's station."

A member of the regiment quickly ran into the camp and told Rejek the bad news.

"how many people?"

As soon as the other regiment members heard the news, they immediately entered a state of preparation for battle.

The Serpent of Yevrk has several enemies all over the world, and when camping in the wild, they will occasionally encounter similar attacks.

But the team members did not expect that this group of guys would dare to do such a thing in Nolan City.

"The number of people is three for the time being, and the other party seems to be very sure, so we haven't made a move for the time being." The group member said in a low voice.

"Captain, is it possible that the Earl of the Iron Country hired a killer?"

A member of the regiment who knew the inside story guessed the identities of the enemies lurking outside the door.

The solemn expression on Reyek's face also made the team members feel nervous.

"It seems that my identity has been exposed, is it finally here?" Rejek said in a dull voice.

"Leader, it doesn't matter if your identity is exposed, there are only three people, and those guys look down on us too much."

When a regiment member picked up a weapon and was about to walk out of the camp to kill the three sneaky guys, Reyek stretched out his big hand to block his movement.

"The ones waiting outside are probably my 'fans'." Rejek said to the other members in a serious tone.

"Fans... Leader, is that the name of the new killer organization?"

Some members who didn't know the truth asked about Rejek, but most of the members who knew the meaning of the word 'fan' instantly understood what was going on.

"To put it simply, they are people who admire me. The person in charge of the music guild once told me to pay attention to the handling of this issue."

Reyek looked at the Chaos Demon Swordsman standing beside him, and a man with black skin.

"Although I have only practiced for less than ten days, it still has some similarities with using a sword. The fixed score should still be able to be played."

The swordsman quickly answered, and the other nodded in affirmation.

"Then it's about time."

Rejek stood up from the stake in the camp, picked up the musical instruments piled up next to him and walked outside.

"Is there a new mission to perform? How did I never know about it?"

"Where are you going, Captain?"

Most of the members of the Serpent of Yevrk are in a state of confusion.

"The head of the group has a performance this afternoon!" The archer finally couldn't stand it anymore, and told all the members the truth loudly: "Didn't you hear the performance of the head of the group just now? It's on the west side of Squirrel Street in Nolan this afternoon." The head of the group is going to perform the same performance, if you are interested, you can go and see it."

"A show? Like those bards?"

There are also street performers on the streets of Nolan, but most of them are bards playing and singing with xylophones, and the scale is generally very small.

But just the way Reyek carried the instrument didn't look like a 'small-scale' performance.

"You guys talk too much nonsense! Just follow along honestly!"

The archer's sister suddenly woke up from her deep sleep, holding a wine glass that didn't exist in her hand.

"Sister, your body..." The archer was worried and wanted to dissuade her from being impulsive, but after being glared at by her, a feeling of being stared at by a beast like a man-eating lion made the archer close his eyes. mouthed.

………………

Mrs. Caesar sat on the magic car heading to the Nolan Center.

The portal she used was a portal built by sinful demons. The portal was built in Nolan's underground dwarf city, and the nearest exit to the ground was Squirrel Street.

Mrs. Caesar contacted the butler of the Fallowhi Mansion and asked him to drive a car and wait at the exit of Squirrel Street.

"It's been almost a month since I last left this city."

Mrs Caesar sat in the back seat watching the prosperity of the street.

"It's hard to imagine this street being the most unpopular street ever."

"The change of people's concept always starts with a temptation." Morgan sat in the co-pilot seat, staring at Kelia Station at the end of Squirrel Street from a distance.

If this station has become a well-known tourist attraction in Nolan, especially the statue of "Hachiko the Faithful Dog" erected in front of the station.

This is just a fictitious story, but it has attracted countless human beings to see this fictitious hound statue.

Morgan watched the tourists walking around in front of the statue, and some tourists who had bought a 'camera' that had just been launched recently took pictures in front of the statue.

As the leading actor of "The Faithful Dog Hachiko", Morgan has an indescribable sense of pride.

"But to be honest, I like the streets of Falossie better than here."

Mrs. Caesar looked at the goblins and dwarves who walked by from time to time on Squirrel Street. These two races were very rare in Faluoxi, and bards playing xylophones were often seen on both sides of Faluoxi Street.

"Ma'am, the road ahead seems to be blocked." The housekeeper who was driving suddenly said.

"What are those people... gathered there for? Does Nolan still have missionaries?"

Mrs. Caesar looked through the car window at the crowded street, and on the other side of the street a temporary stage was built of wood.

It is said that when the missionaries of the Kingdom of the Holy Church preached their teachings, the highest treatment they received was to allow this kind of wooden stage to be set up next to the street to give speeches.

"It doesn't seem to be a missionary, mother. There seems to be a show on Squirrel Street today."

Jia Luoli, who was browsing the caster forum, happened to see this new message, and then materialized the magic net so that Mrs. Caesar could see the content clearly.

"concert?"

Mrs. Caesar looked at the content of the post. It was described that a street concert would be held on the west side of Squirrel Street today.

Before Mrs. Nishizawa could find out whose concert it was, the sound of electric current passing through suddenly resounded throughout the audience, and the atmosphere on the street was instantly ignited at this moment.