"Silver Team! Report your numbers! "
A new team of travelers was currently assembling. This was the final roll call, as well as the final preparations before departing.
"The first Knight is in position!"
The first member was a Gray Elf Knight of Law. However, he didn't wear any heavy and sturdy metal armor. Instead, the armor made from the skin of a top-tier dragon was even more valuable, especially since it was a gift from a SemiGod level Nine-Headed Dragon. It was a rare item that couldn't be bought on the market.
Light and thin leather armor was the best match for an Elf Warrior. It allowed the Elf Warrior's natural agility and dodging ability to be unrestricted. However, in terms of slashing and piercing defense, it was even better than the hardest adamantine armor.
Its outstanding magic resistance was even better than mithril, which was known as the king of magic metals. If it wasn't for the fact that this material was so difficult to obtain, I would have given it to all the elite warriors, but …
"Leader, can you wipe off the black dust? Such a good piece of equipment, but it looks like a second-hand item that costs 15 Silver Coins each. It took me so much effort to steal it from Momo …"
Yes, the Gray Elf in front of me wasn't the shameless Momo. For the sake of my chastity … cough cough, for the sake of my dignity as the leader, I ignored the "Rabid Dog" who strongly requested to travel with me. I also ignored the pleas of "Momo has only worn it for a few days, don't steal Momo's treasure. Ah, smelly Sister Yawen, don't wear it. Your thick thighs and fat chest will ruin her." and chose Captain Yawen, who had just completed the Moonlight Ritual.
Besides, this wasn't entirely my personal opinion. As a fellow Law Knight. Not only was Yawen at the peak of Gold more reliable in terms of combat power. That Dragonslayer greatsword that she could use as she pleased was a Myth-ranked weapon. Actually, it was a top-tier weapon that could face off against Legend-ranked weapons. Coupled with her dragonskin armor and natural magic resistance skin, she could fight, tank, and deal damage, but she couldn't run fast. Her head had been fooled by the Holy Light, and she was honest. She was a perfect cannon fodder that could be thrown to the back when necessary … cough, I meant a meat shield.
"Since everyone trusts me and the two princes have entrusted me with the heavy responsibility of managing the city, as the leader of the Town Security Knight squad, how can I be restricted by sunlight? Most importantly. Forget about being the leader, how can I be worse than Momo? I also want to accept the moonlight ritual and become a Gray Elf who doesn't fear sunlight. "
Yawen, who gritted her teeth and accepted the Moonlight Ritual, was one of the newest Gray Elf representatives among the Town Security Knight. Fortunately, after Rose was no longer around, the risk and pain of the Moonlight Ritual was greatly reduced. After this news spread, many ordinary Dark Elves also accepted the Moonlight Ritual for the convenience of living on the surface.
"It seems that the Moonlight Goddess has a good temper. She doesn't even take it to heart that so many false believers have suddenly appeared. It seemed like this ritual consumed a lot of divine power. Was she planning to seize the priesthood of redemption? Isn't this a declaration of war against the God of Holy Light's follower gods? "
After Yawen became a Gray Elf, Yawen became a Gray Elf. Momo's original greatest advantage was gone. Yep, I definitely didn't choose Yawen because Momo was too difficult to deal with.
As for the effect of taking away the leader of the Town Security Knight Squad … Hehe, today's weather is really good.
"Number Two! Cohen! Knight … Magic Warrior! "
I glared at him, and this pitiful acolyte immediately changed his tone of voice. Perhaps he still seemed like a punching bag in front of us, but this young knight was actually already one of the most popular major figures in Diffindor. His seemingly God-given magical talent allowed him to stand out. As my knight retainer and the great engineer Timlad's best friend, this young knight who had been born in a farmer's family had already become one of the higher-ups in this city. His simple friendliness had won the trust and friendship of others.
The only thing that most people didn't understand was that even though he had mysteriously entered the Silver rank as a mage, he still persisted in cultivating as a Knight and always emphasized his status as a Knight retainer. But if he mentioned one thing, everyone could understand.
"Oh, he's His Highness Roland's disciple? No wonder. "
"What nonsense! Are there no normal people by my side … "
When I heard this, I was furious and immediately retorted. However, my retorts became softer and softer as I did my best to recall all the names in my mind. Adam, Amelia, Renée, Glina, and so on came to mind. Not a single one of them could be considered normal, which really made me lose my confidence.
"Hmph, it's not my fault. It's all because of that title of the King of Gentlemen."
[I think that this is simply a case of birds of a feather flocking together. Before you had this title, how many normal people did you meet?]
I really didn't know how to respond to such a direct retort. Cohen and Yawen were among the few that were relatively normal. Although the Dark Elf who yearned for the light and the magical genius who wanted to become a Knight were slightly strange (slightly?). But at the very least, most of them were normal.
At this point, everyone probably knew my criteria for choosing my companions. That's right! Normal people! I'd had enough of the Gentlemen and chuunibyou. This time, I was going to do my best to choose normal people to travel with me and even out the sorrowful atmosphere of this team!
[If you want to lower your sorrowful atmosphere, kick yourself out. That's more practical than anything else.]
"Shut up!"
[Do you believe that I won't help you level up to become the God of Gentlemen and increase your ability to attract Gentlemen by ten times?]
Cough, cough, today's weather is really nice. Let's get back to the main topic.
With Heloise's guidance, Cohen's magic cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. His research on the Four Elemental Swordcasters was already unique, and he created many unique sword seals and magical sword techniques. It could be said that his student had surpassed his teacher. Even though he was still a Silver-rank rookie, he was able to use magical sword techniques that were above Gold-rank.
As for his melee sword techniques and combat techniques? Through the meticulous teaching of several Sword Saint level experts, he had probably evolved from "being chased by a skeleton soldier until he's half dead" to "being chased by a skeleton soldier until he's half dead." Alright then. There was still some improvement. However, since a skeleton soldier was usually the same as a farmer. Actually, the improvement was basically negligible.
"Bastard, I've never seen such an idiotic swordsman like you. With so many Sword Saints, even a gnome would have evolved into a gnome swordsman, yet you can't even remember how to hold your sword. As expected of Roland's disciple, you clearly don't want to take the easy way out. You're only looking for a hard wall to crash into. "
Alright then, aside from that last sentence, Adam's anger was quite reasonable. However, I could understand little Cohen's pursuit. After all, back in the day, I was also able to understand swordsmanship with a single glance, but when I read magic books, I would feel drowsy. Yet, I still wasn't satisfied with becoming a melee fighter.
"Back then, I wasn't willing to become a melee fighter mainly because I felt that melee fighters were cannon fodder. Mages were cool and powerful. However, Cohen insisted on becoming a Knight. It was probably because of the honor and protection that the path of a Knight represented. "
Although it was understandable, the golden period of growth for ordinary humans was only in these few years. Cohen's talent was so outstanding that it would be a pity to waste it.
"This time, you should have the opportunity to fight in actual combat. Practice more. If you still can't do it, then obediently become a mage. Since we're going to the Mage Country, I can give you a letter of recommendation from the Cloud Tower so that you can start your training. "
Looking at Cohen's bitter face, I felt as though I was looking at my past self. I stroked the young man's hair and flicked his head to show encouragement. Then, I turned my attention to the next member, a member that I couldn't reject, who had taken the initiative to join.
"Then, I'll be number three? As for the job … Dragon Queen? Alright, I'll be a ranger. My swordsmanship is quite good, right? "
A beautiful, black-haired woman was wearing an exquisite silver chainmail and carrying a thin mithril sword that was more decorative than practical. She happened to be on the way to ask for Molly's help, so she decided to travel with me. As for her own Dragon City …
"Hehe, the weather today is really good."
Yep, although there were dark clouds, thunderstorms, and hail, the weather was still quite good. It seemed that the Dragons were quite knowledgeable about the weather. Their opinion was exactly the same as mine.
"You haven't been the Dragon Queen for long. Aren't you afraid that your subordinates will rebel after you leave?"
"Our voices are the loudest in the Underground. Who will they rebel to? Aren't they afraid that we will take revenge on them? Besides, as long as they are capable, capable, and courageous, rebellion isn't a big deal. Being the Dragon Queen is boring to death. Every day, you can't do this or that, and you have to stay in Dragon City. It's even worse than being in Sulfur Mountain City back then. It's basically a prison. Whoever wants to be the Dragon Queen can do it. Now that I'm out, I want to drink … and play to my heart's content. "
Should I say that as expected of Little Red? This identity of the Dragon Empress, which Molly viewed as her lifeblood, was nothing more than a shackle to trap her. Now that she was using this opportunity to slip out, Dragon City would probably be in complete chaos.
However, it was a good thing that she came. After all, an adventure was one thing, but it was also necessary to bring along a trump card that could turn the tables at a crucial moment. Originally, I intended to have Adam or Marguerite follow me, but those two fellows seemed to know that I was doing hard labor. Just as I was preparing to set out, they quietly disappeared.
"Hmph, it's fine if they don't come. I don't want to see flash bombs all day. Number four, who's number four … Sigh. "
"Your Highness, why are you sighing all of a sudden? Did I do something impolite?"
The person who was pretending to be calm and surprised was the legendary Druil Eaglestorm. I had no choice but to bring him along. After all, it would be fine even if an adventuring team didn't have a mage or warrior. But without a healer, that would be basically suicidal.
After all, nobody could guarantee that they wouldn't be injured, poisoned, cursed, or ambushed. But due to our relationship with the Holy Church, it would be quite difficult to find a trustworthy high-level Holy Light priest.
Although the job classes of the Church of Law were generally good at fighting, they indeed didn't have much healing abilities. The Town Security Knight's Holy Light job classes were all Dark Elves, so it wouldn't be convenient for them to come along. In the end, I could only helplessly choose my backup option — the representative of all trades, the Druil who could fight, resist, heal, and cast spells, but was all half-baked.
"Number five, Kolos. Your Highness, I'll do my best!"
Kolos, the judge and Druil of the Storm, also came along. Wasn't there a saying that a Druil, a Holy Knight, and a Shaman could only be considered half a priest? Since Eaglestorm was obviously unreliable by himself, I might as well bring a few more.
"Yeah. Since Druil can only be considered half a priest, I brought two. They're both Legend-rank. Although one of them is a transformation specialist, while the other is a storm specialist, they should still work together. I think so … "
But when I glanced at the books in Kolos' hands — [Beginner's First Aid: How to Put on Bandages in Three Minutes], [Herbology Handbook That Even a Monkey Can Learn], and the various healing spells (all at the beginner level) attached to Eaglestorm's belt, the corners of my eyes twitched. It would seem that I had thought too highly of myself.
"There's no way. I'll just do it myself. Yep, there's also a Holy Knight who's a melee specialist, and that'll make three. That's at least equivalent to 1.5 priests. "
A dragon-descendant ranger whose level was unimaginably high, a genius magical swordsman whose combat power was almost at the Gold rank, and a Law Knight who had racial talents and equipment that could slay Legend-rank warriors. What a reliable vanguard. But it seemed that when it came to the rearguard, they suddenly became unreliable.
Meanwhile, Yawn and Cohen nervously glanced at these beautiful "Legend-rank healers". They didn't even think to comment that "that half-priest is probably referring to Druil who's a lifeforce specialist". Instead, they unhesitatingly swore that they absolutely wouldn't get injured.
As for Little Red, she yawned and began to doze off. Ordinary human healers wouldn't be of much help to her to begin with. A Bishop of the Holy Light priest's healing abilities would be exhausted to death. It would be better for her to just sleep in and recover naturally.
"Me, me, and me! I'm a Saint-rank hunter. I'm number six, right? Yep, what an auspicious number. That's wonderful. "
Beifeng didn't care that I was doing my best to ignore him. He was still trying his best to make his presence known. If I had any other choice, I definitely wouldn't have chosen him.
But the problem was that for adventuring teams, a veteran hunter's abilities were far too useful. They could scout the way out in the wild, track enemies, predict danger, and detect traps. With a veteran hunter in the team, we could travel and rest in peace in the wild. This was more practical than anything else. Meanwhile, our ranger was a non-technical idiot. (A certain dragon: Hmph.) In such a situation, it was a must-have, especially since a Beast Tamer's ability to summon beasts would be of great help to my goal.
"Don't cause trouble for me. Don't spread your ridiculous teachings about true love and mental corruption. Don't do those disgusting things in front of me …"
Beifeng kept nodding, but I gave up halfway through his sentence. No matter how nice his current promises were, he would probably instantly forget about them if he really met "true love."
"Number seven, I'll be myself. Yep, I'm a Holy Knight … Ice and Snow Archmage!"
I proudly touched the long hem of my snow-white archmage robe and proudly showed off to everyone. Did you think it was easy for me? After being a cannon fodder for so many years, I finally managed to become a rearguard.
"It really wasn't easy. I've been a Holy Knight for so many years. I can finally change my identity. Hmph, from today onwards, please call me Archmage Rodri Evenster … What's written on my fake identity? Forget it, the name is too long and hard to remember. I'll just call you Rolo. "
I lightly twirled my staff and assumed the posture of a weak mage walking forward with a staff. However, I accidentally knocked my staff onto the ground, shattering a large chunk of the ground and sending rubble flying everywhere.
"It seems that using adamantine as a staff wasn't a good idea, but I feel like it'll be fun to hit people. Yep, when those muscle-bound fools get close to me, I'll hit them with my staff. Just thinking about it makes me feel good. "
"… Should I start with a mage whose name I can't even remember? With that level of intelligence, I'd rather be a warrior. Or should I start with a staff that even ogres can't lift? Are you intending to use a staff to kill the warriors in front of you? Or should I start with the name of my retort team? Did a physical education teacher teach you language skills? "
It turned out that the silly cat's retort was becoming more and more professional. It seemed that it was because she had many opportunities to practice.
"You're already retort! Also, what's wrong with the name 'Silver Coin Team'? "
"Full name?"
"Silver Coin and Handsome Guy's Magical Adventure Team. Isn't that a nice name?"
"I won't mention the name 'Golden Beauty Adventure Team' back in the day. You were the team leader, after all. You said that the more tacky a team's name is, the easier it'll be for people to remember. Aren't adventurers supposed to pursue romance and wealth? This name is quite moving. There were quite a few females in our team, and we were quite happy to be praised as beautiful. Back then, we didn't have much experience, so we were easily fooled by you. But do you know the expressions of our opponents when we signed up? They laughed so hard that they even dropped their weapons. That was the greatest shame of their lives. "
Even Little Red was complaining. It seemed that she had accumulated quite a bit of resentment over the years.
"Later on, apart from you, nobody in our team would use our real name to refer to our adventuring team. The end result was that our personal reputation was far greater than our adventuring team's. Not long ago, there was an idiot who asked for the name of our adventuring team from back then, wanting to investigate our adventuring history. I slapped that idiot away, and everyone thought that I had a bad temper. The true reason was because of your ridiculous name. Do you think you can tell them this name? I still have some face left. "
Little Red kept complaining, but the silly cat kept laughing as she listened. She was still doing her best to add insult to injury.
"But now, you split the Golden Beauty into Golden Beauty, and then Golden Beauty became Silver Beauty, and Beauty became Handsome Guy? Isn't this amazing naming ability something out of this world? "
I fell silent, but the silly cat was still foolishly making a ruckus in front of me.
"Handsome Guy Team? You're the best at coming up with this. Do you want to be called Captain Handsome? Tsk, tsk, tsk, Princess Peach seems to be giving you quite a bit of pressure. Do you really want to be called Handsome Guy that much? "
I was so angry that my veins were bulging. I gritted my teeth and gave the order, using my magical pet contract to lock onto the silly cat.
"I finally know what our team is missing. It seems that we're missing a cannon fodder thief who specializes in setting traps and removing them. Yep, it's still the werecats who are the best thieves. Number 8 Heloise, come, Captain, I've prepared a thief outfit for you. You should wear it. "
"Wait a moment, you said cannon fodder, right? Also, what's this? A cat and a cat tail? Just where are these? There's even a pink female leather armor. Ahhh, you pervert! Why are you carrying these on you! "
"These are leftovers from the last time we went to the beastman tribe to investigate. Heloise, don't even think about changing the topic, and don't even think about running away. Obediently wear them!"
"… Did you use them before? You pervert! Don't even think about it! "
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