Chapter 29 Friendly and Generous Delbon

Jason raised his eyebrows and his eyes became bad.

Humanity?

Of course he is human.

And, it is the purest kind.

As soon as the air was cold, a cold breath began to emanate from Jason.

When the person came, the hood fell off, revealing a younger face.

The hair that should have been blond was slightly white, and the face was called handsome, but the corners of the eyes had crow's feet, and the dark circles were very thick, which made the eyes that should be clear, look very cloudy, and two metal earrings appeared on the left ear. , one silver and one gold.

At this moment, the other party was staring at Jason with panic in his eyes.

Just in an instant, his soul trembled.

It was a fear that came from the depths of the soul.

His soul kept telling him, don't resist, don't resist, don't resist, otherwise...you will be eaten!

This was the first time he had experienced such a feeling from his soul.

Even those guys who have faced 'Bronze Unyielding', 'Silver Glory', 'Golden Wind' and 'Indestructible Diamond', he did not tremble like this.

Not even the official members of it.

But looking at Jason, he had this feeling.

Delbon subconsciously wanted to swallow his saliva, but his dry throat only moved up and down the Adam's apple. He didn't feel the moistness it should have, but it was even more dry.

Looking at the ice hockey mask, Delbon smiled awkwardly.

"Sorry, the information I received indicates that you are human."

"However, it seems that the information is wrong now. Are you an ancient species?"

Delbon tidied up his robes and faced Jason as elegantly as possible.

The rumored ancient species are all in associations such as 'Golden Wind' and 'Indestructible Diamond', even if the Sabians invade, they, they rarely show up.

Just sent some young people to be active on the battlefield together with the warriors and knights of the "Bronze Unyielding".

As for 'Silver Glory'?

Except for one or two surviving masters, there are basically no young people who call themselves 'hunters'. When those one or two masters die, the entire organization will inevitably decline.

Therefore, Delbon never thought that an ancient species would be encountered here.

He was a little apprehensive.

After all, according to rumors, these ancient species are powerful, but also eccentric.

In particular, the rumors of the latter far surpassed the former.

Therefore, Delbon is increasingly showing etiquette.

Jason frowned.

Ancient species?

Is he scolding me?

Jason looked at Delbon, who saluted him respectfully, and couldn't help thinking in his heart of a guy in the 'city that never sleeps', a guy with a smile on his face, but using slang words to insult the other's matriarchal relatives.

Ordinary people will only regard it as a normal greeting without knowing it.

Jason didn't know it at first.

Later, the guy had his tongue cut off and inserted into the X flower, Jason only knew.

The suspicious eyes made Delbon more and more uneasy.

However, as an excellent member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau', adaptability is the basic skill, Delbon first raised his head slightly, showing a smile full of etiquette, and then said: "Your Excellency, you beheaded Eleven Sabie scouts and one raider are meritorious and will be recorded. Of course, these corpses can also be traded. I know what some 'mysterious side' Your Excellency has to these aliens. The corpse is very interesting, do you need me to introduce it to you?"

"Can."

Jason's brows were still frowning, but that didn't stop him from agreeing.

It's something Jason would like to see in exchange for these corpses.

For example: food.

Although he just ate a meal, Jason didn't mind eating more.

"What can they be exchanged for?"

Jason asked.

"Looking at this, what do you want to exchange for Jason?"

"In addition to the secret techniques of various associations and barracks, these scouts are enough to exchange for 1-2 good things."

"And the corpse of the raider is not common. Some Your Excellency will be very interested in it."

"If you want, I'll contact you right away."

Facing Jason's question, Delbon answered with a smile.

In order to quickly close the relationship between the two sides, the member of the "Clock Tower" not only told the truth, but also worked hard to help Jason.

Do not!

Is to win!

Jason could clearly feel each other's 'passion'.

This made Jason confirm that the other party shouldn't scold him just now.

Likewise, Jason also confirmed that the situation at hand was worse than he imagined.

Otherwise, the other party would never have such an attitude.

"OK, thanks."

Jason thanked him, then took out his phone and called John again.

"It's me, you inform everyone to return to the 'Refuge' immediately."

"Um."

"I will."

There was no need for too many words and no doubts, and John did so right away.

That's why Jason is willing to call John.

Brian and McCall will do the same.

But the two would surely ask why, and McCall, in particular, always had a strong curiosity.

And now is not the time to explain.

Jason's eyes turned to Delbon.

The other party just took out a parchment scroll and wrote something on it.

"You know, many of your Excellencies still maintain traditions, they are not very good at using modern items, and you really surprised me that you can operate mobile phones proficiently."

Delbon complimented Jason as he wrote.

Don't know how to create a topic?

Then compliment each other and start with what the other person is good at.

This will help you get to know each other better, when you gain goodwill and friendship.

Delbon, who remembered the teacher's teachings, practiced by himself.

"I'm a writer."

Jason replied.

The quill pen that Delbon wrote on paused, and the nib almost broke.

He subconsciously looked at the bodies of the Sabbi scouts and raiders.

Pile of scouts were piled up in front of them, and above their heads, the scout hung on the tree was still swaying from side to side.

Is this what a writer can do?

And, what writer would wear a hockey mask and hold a machete?

Delbon's lips moved slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to say something, but he held it back abruptly. He kept a stiff smile and continued his style.

"No wonder you can write so real content! Sure enough, art comes from life."

Delbon continued to praise.

"Um."

"I'm going to go ahead and create a new book based on what's happened recently."

Jason

"What happened recently?"

Delbon was taken aback for a moment, he thought of the secrecy regulations of the Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau.

Subconsciously, he wanted to say something.

However, after looking at the short-handled wide-blade machete in Jason's hand, he rationally swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and said in a surprised tone: "Really? I'm looking forward to your new book even more now. !"

Is there no confidentiality policy?

There should be!

It's just that the other party is very euphemistic, because... the corpses around?

Jason looked at Delbon, continuing his style.

He didn't mean to change himself because of the opponent and give up home-court advantage.

Instead, he will take advantage of this.

Therefore, the next moment, Delbon, who was writing, felt that the surrounding air was getting colder and colder. He raised his head unconsciously, and the moonlight just came down at this time.

Under the pale moonlight, in a dense forest, a tall, strong figure with a blood-dropping machete and a hockey mask stood there.

When looking at the cold eyes behind the mask, Delbon's writing hand trembled.

Snapped!

The quill pen that was writing was inevitably broken by the bad luck.

"Sorry, sorry."

"There is no writing for a long time, and some hands are born."

Delbon, who transcribes more than three scrolls every day, moved his footsteps slightly as he spoke, and in the palm of his hand he took out a brand new quill, and unconsciously grasped a parchment scroll.

"I am a magician. When writing, I am used to carrying scrolls, which will make my mind more active."

Delbon explained that.

"Well, me too. Wearing a mask and holding a machete when collecting wind will make Wen Si feel like a spring."

Jason nodded solemnly.

"Collection?"

Delbon looked around and thought about the authenticity of other people's comments on Jason's book, and suddenly felt that what Jason said was very reasonable.

However, Delbon immediately shook his head.

no!

I can't be influenced by Jason's words!

I need to open up and create new topics!

Delbon thought, then, decided to solve the problem in the most common way.

"Do you need supper?"

"I know a nice shop."

"I'll ask you in a while."

Delbon said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it!"

Jason's indifferent tone involuntarily raised a point, and the faint sense of oppression around him also dissipated most of it.

Immediately, Delbon breathed a sigh of relief.

Love food?

He judged, and then, the member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau' began to pursue the victory.

"do you know?"

"The most famous restaurant in 'Cherry City' is the 'Cherry Restaurant', but the best place to eat is the private kitchen in a residential area, called the 'Food and Wine Pavilion'."

"However, because there are often 'comparisons' of industry insiders, it is difficult to get a seat there."

"So, we're going to settle for 'Tonyo', which is pretty good too."

"Of course, some people also choose 'Apa Tea'. It's a strange restaurant, and I don't like it very much."

"If you don't mind, let's go together when I make an appointment at the 'food and wine kiosk'."

Delbon sent an invitation.

"it is good."

Jason nodded curtly.

When it comes to food, Jason will not refuse.

Seeing Jason's crisp appearance, Delbon laughed.

Get it!

Love food?

Such ancient species are the easiest to deal with!

Thinking to the bottom of my heart, Delbon put away the scroll.

"Okay."

"I have already contacted the two Your Excellencies."

"They will come soon."

Delbon said.

In fact, the other party came much faster than Delbon expected.

A knight in full body armor with a long sword on his waist rushed out of the 'Cherry City' in a running manner, like an open car.

When he noticed Delbon waving his hand, the other party jumped off the road and headed here.

However, the speed of convergence is evident.

Moreover, when it was ten meters away from Delbon, it changed into a walking posture.

When he was five meters away, he took off his helmet, revealing a handsome face.

When two meters away, the handsome-faced knight holds the helmet with his left hand on the side of his chest, and puts his right hand on his chest, bowing slightly.

"Your Excellency Delbon, good evening."

The young knight greeted politely.

"Good evening, Knight Vince."

"This is Your Excellency Jason."

"These invaders were destroyed by him."

Delbon responded, introducing Jason.

"Mr. Jason, good evening."

The young knight immediately turned to greet Jason.

This action made the sound of friction between the muscles and the inner lining of the armor clearly transmitted to Jason's ears.

Jason looked at each other carefully.

With a handsome face and a slightly lower height than him, according to the voice just heard, the body under the armor should be extremely strong.

So, do you have clear eyes and a stubborn waist?

Jason thought, nodding in response.

After that, Jason was habitually silent.

Delbon, who already had a general understanding of Jason, spoke immediately.

"I also contacted His Excellency 'Larson', let's wait a moment, he should be here soon."

"Is Larson also in Cherry City?"

"I haven't seen him in a long time."

"When he went to the 'Moon Recapture Battle' before, I originally wanted to go with him, but the instructor said that my combat skills were not enough to go directly to the battlefield."

Knight Vince said with regret on his face.

Apparently, Delbon, who is good at interpersonal relationships, also had a lot of thought when picking traders for Jason.

Never pick mean and unfriendly.

They should be fair and friendly people.

And the relationship is good.

Jason was not surprised by this.

If the other party can't even do this, then it is really impossible to appear here.

"You can definitely go to the battlefield."

"However, a corresponding amount of patience is necessary."

"I trust you."

Delbon agrees and praises Knight Vince.

This made the young knight a little embarrassed.

"I will definitely try my best!"

Vince answered loudly.

Then, his eyes turned to Jason involuntarily.

The young knight's eyes were full of curiosity.

He had seen the battle videos of scouts and raiders, and he knew very well how powerful these raiders were.

He is sure to deal with 3 or so scouts alone.

But 10?

He can't handle it.

Not to mention the Raiders.

The opponent's shoulder cannon is really terrible.

Once the cannon is fired, his armor and muscles are irresistible.

Looking at Jason's outfit, the young man couldn't help but said.

"Your Excellency Jason, are you a savage warrior?"

"No, Your Excellency Jason is Gu..."

"I'm the 'Night Watchman'."

Jason interrupted Delbon's words, he is an ordinary human, not an ancient species.

night guard?

The young knight who had never heard of this title was taken aback.

And Delbon showed a stunned look.

What "Night Watchman" must have been said by Lord Jason to conceal his identity as an ancient species.

Delbon, who thought he understood everything, gave Jason an "I understand" smile.

Looking at this familiar smile, Jason didn't want to explain at all.

He was used to it.

Just like his habitual vigilance.

Malicious!

Cold and mixed with murderous intent!

Jason felt this kind of gaze, and didn't act rashly. When the footsteps sounded, his gaze turned there.

A middle-aged man dressed in casual clothes walked over just like a modern man.

"Lord Larson."

The young knights, Delbon greeted them one after another.

"Long time no see Vince, Delbon."

"Is this Your Excellency Jason?"

"It's an honor to meet you!"

The person named Larson responded to the two, and then looked at Jason.

At the same time, he extended his right hand.

"Well, I'm honored too."

As Jason said this, with a wave of his right hand, the short-handled wide-bladed machete directly chopped out—

puff!