Chapter 233 Amber's Old Friends

At the same time as Amber snapped his fingers, Scarface Anton had reached out and grabbed a wooden post next to him like a conditioned reflex, and some people in the tavern also grabbed the nearest fixture or simply sat down without shame. On the ground, this movement is so smooth and skilled, it seems to have become their instinct long ago - but the others are different, they just stare blankly at the inexplicable changes around them, not knowing what to do to deal with it, and soon , they don't have to do anything to deal with it.

A turbid and hazy shadow suddenly filled Amber's side. Wherever the shadow went, everyone felt the world spinning in an instant. In just a moment, everyone in the entire tavern was forcibly dragged to perform a "shadow jump". ——Although it lasted for less than a second, it caused everyone to lose their balance instantly. Those who found the anchors in advance were better, but those who were standing and sitting stupidly were already swaying. Couldn't get up for a while.

Looking at the spectacular scene in front of him, Amber nodded with satisfaction, and finally regained a little sense of pride in being a "master". &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Her combat effectiveness is indeed weak, but that also depends on who she is compared with and in what field. As a shadow stalker, Amber can't beat Gawain and the people around Gawain. But how many real mortal professionals can there be in this tavern?

If there were, they wouldn't be hanging around in such a place!

Some here are just rogues and liars who have nothing to do. Their greatest skill is only a few tricks or a set of tricks. Even the famous "Scarface Anton" is only a half-ass, even a low-level profession. They are just stalkers who are not qualified enough. They are sewer rats, and they are the bottom of the market.

Amber is at least a mortal professional, and she is also a master of shadow power - and she calls herself the god of the night. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

The title of Queen of the Tavern is not something she calls herself.

After a long time, the severe dizziness and neurological disorders caused by the vibration of the shadow force gradually eased. Those lying on the ground crawled up one by one, but none of them stood up and stabbed: Can I be here? All people who survive in this social environment are cautious and intelligent characters,

They are good at judging the situation in an instant and finding the most safe way to make themselves safe, and in just that instant, they knew how to protect themselves.

Seeing such a situation, Amber pouted slightly: "This year's session is still meaningless."

"Eldest sister, why are you back?" Scarface An Dong resisted the dizziness that remained in his head, squeezed out a smile and leaned forward to ask, "You said two years ago that you found clues about your biological parents, but suddenly I can't escape... Did you find it?"

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"No, my parents may die, and I'm afraid they won't be able to find them in this life," Amber waved, "but I found something more interesting."

"What's more interesting?" An Dong was stunned, he knew that the gangster who used to be the sewers and ruled the black streets in front of him would often look for "interesting things", but that usually meant stealable treasures and But the unlucky bastard, she always has a mocking expression on her face when she mentions those things, but her expression in front of her is obviously full of interest and no joke at all, "What did you find?"

Amber just smiled: "Have you heard about the resurrection of the founding grand duke?"

"I heard," Anton shrugged and said while letting his staff handle the order in the tavern, "It's been spread long ago -- we helped spread some news, there were servants a few months ago. Soldiers passed by here and hired a bunch of people to spread the word." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Damn, you guys even earn my money secretly..." Amber glared at An Dong, but before he could say the whole thing, he changed the conversation, "Is everyone here?"

"If you say it's in this town, it's all there," Anton raised his hand and pulled the whole tavern, "It's winter now, and these bastards are living in the tavern every day, wanting to drink to death in the tavern. In here."

Amber took out a small dagger and scratched on the pitted wooden bar, looking for the traces he carved in the past, but unfortunately most of them are no longer found - fights and low-quality drinks always wear away the traces on the bar. Quickly: "Ask the big guy if you want to do something serious."

At this time, there were already many "old acquaintances" gathered near the bar, and a woman with slightly dark skin and dressed like a witch was stunned when she heard Amber's words: "Seriously? ”&1t;i>&1t;/i>

As soon as Amber raised his hand, the small dagger in his hand spun around under the "witch"'s neck, precisely cutting off a few threads from the other's neckline: "'Witch' Jibree, why didn't I cut you back then? tongue?"

"I can make a lot of money by shaking my tongue," the woman dressed as a witch took a half step back, with a flattering smile on her face, "you'd better talk about your 'serious business', we are all listening... …”

"It's very simple, I'm doing things for the resurrected founding hero - don't show that expression of disbelief, I'm his bodyguard now, do you understand? I don't have to knock on the door when I enter his room You talk. All in all, I'm rich now, but I haven't forgotten about you guys who are not good enough. Now you have a chance. As long as you are willing to change your stinky problems, you can live like me and live a good life. The days of decent people. Still don't get it? The Duke wants to hire you!" &1t;i>&1t;/i>

The scene was suddenly quiet, but this reaction was beyond Amber's expectations.

"Why didn't you make any movement?" Amber looked at these guys curiously, "Don't want to?"

"I don't believe it," Scarface Anton showed a look of whether he was crying or laughing, "We know that the founding grand duke is in the south, but how could someone like him deal with people like us. Big sister, you Did you drink the Shadow Elixir as water recently?"

"I know you guys are so promising," Amber pouted and threw a cloth bag on the bar. A series of clattering noises followed from the cloth bag. The silver coins rolled out from the inside—they were all newly minted coins, with beautiful perfectly symmetrical outlines and smooth arcs, and the emblem of Cecil's territory was printed on the front, "You can believe it, anyway, money It's true." &1t;i>&1t;/i>

The eyes of the few people in front of the bar suddenly stared.

They rarely have access to gold coins, but silver coins can still be obtained occasionally, and Cecil silver coins are a new currency that has become more and more popular in the south recently. What kind of minting method, each currency is minted exactly and flawlessly, such currency is naturally favored by merchants, and then circulated in the southern region.

Anton was fortunate enough to get three Ansu silver coins - but they were obviously not as brand new as the coins brought by Amber, and the gold and silver coins that rolled out of the purse had no scratches or dirt on them. The new ones were simply new. Like it just came out of the mint.

Anton's heart suddenly tightened, and he looked at Amber with a nervous look on his face: "Eldest sister, you will be hanged for stealing money from the noble mint!" &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Amber immediately gave the scarred-faced bald-headed strong man a vicious look: "Say—do you really want to smash a big rock on your chest?! That kind of smashing you up and smashing rocks!"

Anton immediately shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.

Obviously, nine times out of ten what Amber said was true.

The eldest who has been "missing" for several years has actually mingled with the founding hero and become the personal guard of a great nobleman. This kind of fantasy has really happened.

"Let's discuss it," Amber waved his hand and quietly pushed the money on the bar to a more conspicuous place, "but I want to explain that money is a good thing, but it's not so easy to earn, and the duke does not want to hire A group of thugs and rogues are going to ruin his reputation, so the person who took the money has to follow me to Cecil's Land, where he learns the rules and laws, and then it's his turn to do things seriously. If you can't learn the rules... …”&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Amber didn't go on, just glanced around in a threatening way, causing everyone's necks to shrink.

In fact, there won't be any terrible punishment. According to Gao Wen, those simple rules and regulations can be learned by just a few months of training. Amber knew that there was a group of scumbags that were not even scalded by boiling water in front of him. Maybe they could one day learn to obey the law and morality on the right path, but before that, they had to be punished with the two whips of grace and punishment. Drive to the right path.

And this implied threat not only made the people in the tavern shudder, but also gave them a more real feeling:

There is no good thing that falls from the sky, and it can only be true when there is a certain risk at the same time.

Dealing with nobles is very dangerous, everyone who lives in the dark streets knows this, but his boss seems to be able to cover himself...

The reputation of the founding hero also seems to be very good...

I just don't know what a big noble hires a group of gangsters, thieves and liars to do, but what's the worst way to do it? Wouldn't it be possible to drive such a group of scumbags to fight on the battlefield, or to drive out demon beasts?

At the same time when the tavern was lively again, An Dong quietly approached Amber, the scarred-faced strong man lowered his voice and asked curiously, "Eldest sister, how... how did you get around such a big man? ?"

"It's nothing," Amber waved his hands indifferently, "I pried his coffin and woke him up."

Anton: "...Ah?!"

Amber picked up the half glass of inferior beer left in front of him, and sighed as he put it to his mouth: "Oh, so when you steal something, don't be caught by the person involved, and you accidentally put yourself in... I Bah - you'd better pour me a glass of water, you might as well mix wine in the water, what are you mixing?"

"Actually, this is the water ratio you gave back then..." An Dong couldn't help laughing and crying, "Forget it, I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Forget it, let's make do with it," Amber shook his head, looking down at the low-quality wine that was bubbling with foam, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Whether it's a human or an elves, it really is a creature that is easy to indulge in pleasure..."

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