Diablo Destruction

Chapter 185: A few things about God’s birthday (2)

"Little girl, you are so energetic. I thought you would hide in bed and cry for three days and three nights before you came out."

Kashapi looked at Sharna with a smile, but with one hand he put the big sack on the table down at lightning speed.

"Don't think I'm the same as you. You must have not even weaned off your breasts at my age."

Sharna sneered and stared at Kasha, and sparks flew between the two.

"snort--"

With a cold snort, Sharna had no intention of spending time with this old witch now.

"Hmph~~ Do you know?"

Seeing his opponent turn and leave, Kasha rolled his eyes a few times and suddenly spoke in a malicious tone.

"Not interested in."

After dropping three words coldly, Sharna didn't stop at all.

Yep, so is the younger brother, and so is the older sister. Are they both printed from the same template?

Kasha secretly gritted her teeth, but she still tried her best to pretend to be dignified, whistled and continued to lie.

"Really? Oh, what a pity. I originally wanted to tell you about that little druid, but it seems it's unnecessary."

"sand--"

Sharna's steps stopped in mid-air, and she slowly turned around, glaring at Kasha with her sea-blue eyes as if covered with a layer of thousands of years of ice.

It really works! !

Snapping her fingers secretly, the smile on Kasha's face brightened. Although she still wanted to take this rare opportunity to tease this arrogant brat, looking at her expression as if she wanted to eat people, if she continued to tease her, , there may be more than a dozen arrows shooting over at any time.

For the sake of the next conspiracy, Kasha tried hard to hide the smile on her face. Acting mysteriously like an information peddler.

"Do you know? The little druid's little lover named Sarah, and the personal maid named Willas, both of them participated in the performance on God's Birthday. They have been busy practicing in the past few days. .

This is incredible. I heard people say that Sarah, the little girl who was obsessed with the little druid, was forced to play the role of a saint at the ceremony because of her angelic temperament. Sing hymns. And that Vilas. She has a beautiful voice. According to reliable news circulating in the bar, she is very likely to become the new generation of singers who have been vacant in Rogge camp for decades. You have to be careful..."

After speaking in one breath as provocatively as possible, Kasha smiled and gave Sharna a look that said, "Now you know I'm good to you, don't you?"

"It's not my business?"

Sharna sneered at Kasha's funny performance with a clown-like look.

"Well--"

Kasha almost collapsed and groaned, covering her forehead. She had said so much about her feelings, but in the eyes of the other party, it was all nonsense.

"Think about it, if the little girl Sara performs well in the ceremony. If Vilas, who always likes to think of herself as a personal maid, is also successfully selected as a singer, wouldn't the little druid be even more attracted by them? Are you so fascinated? By then, your sister's status, hey, I think it will be in danger. Maybe when everyone is seeing you off to Lu Gaoyin, he will forget about it and talk to his little lover and little maid. It’s so hot!”

Kasha sighed again and again, looking regretful, but she was already extremely happy in her heart.

"You think I'd be swayed by something like this?"

"If you could put down your spear. Maybe it would be more convincing."

Kasha tightly held Sharna's spear with both hands, looking playful as if her plot had succeeded.

"snort--"

With a heavy snort, Sharna pushed Kasha away with a fierce kick. She coolly retracted her spear and disappeared into the dust without looking back.

"Hehe, there's something exciting to watch now."

Although Sharna said it very firmly, Kasha still caught a hint of wavering from the moment she turned back, and after enduring it for a long time, she finally burst into laughter.

"You are really worried that the world will not be in chaos!"

Farah cried and laughed and shook her head. Start counting Sharna's donations.

"Haha, don't worry. I've figured out that little girl's character a long time ago. There won't be any big trouble. However, maybe something interesting will happen."

Kasha answered with a smile while covering her stomach with her hands.

I don’t know how I taught this little girl before that a woman could be so insensitive to feelings. Don't take advantage of giving her a hand now. There will be no chance in the future, hey - the chicks will always grow up...

Wiping the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes. From an angle that no one could see, a lonely gaze flashed past.

"Oh——? As expected of two siblings, this little girl has donated a lot. From this point of view, even if other ventures do not participate in donations, the funds for the next three years will not be a big problem."

"Wait, don't count so fast, let me enjoy it too."

Farah's exclamation came from the side, and Kasha quickly moved forward. The two old foxes chuckled evilly under the table...

The next morning, just after breakfast, Sarah ran over with a big smile on her face. After lingering on me for a while, she pulled Willas, and the two of them left mysteriously.

"Hey, is Vilas tired of following me? Little Sarah's training camp is also closed for the winter and summer vacations? I don't remember this happening."

Watching the two people leaving, I shook my head and murmured in disbelief.

"Wow!! I have a bad feeling."

Our "saint with piercing eyes" suddenly said something from her mouth.

"What are you talking about, Alice? As a man of three kinds in the new century, I have a hundred worries about them."

"Then why are you wrapping your cloak so tightly?"

"It's cold, I'm afraid."

I put on the black cloak, covering myself completely airtight.

"What's with the black cloth on your face?"

"I have a cold. Prevent infection."

I used my fingers to pull at the black tattered cloth tied to my face that I didn't know where. Yes, it's very tight.

"...Well, I want to stay and look after the house, ugh~~"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the Mages Guild. How dare any blind thief come here to steal things? We are fully equipped. Let's go!!"

I gestured my middle finger to the sky with great momentum, and then stepped out of the back door of the Mages Guild with a figure-footed step.

"Wu Gu~~"

The haunted cry of the little ghost I ignored came from the necklace.

"Damn it, they ran away again."

In a deserted alley, I angrily took off my cloak and mask.

"On God's birthday, there are too many people on the street, and we have to avoid the frequent patrols of soldiers on the street. Hey--"

"Please don't deliberately ignore your own attributes."

The faint voice of the little ghost came over, and it seemed that she was still very upset about my way of dragging her into the water. What a small-minded saint.

"Forget it, there will be opportunities in the future anyway, let's do something else today."

"Wow!! Woo~~"

Hearing "There will be another chance in the future", the little ghost suddenly let out a desperate cry.

"Ding ding——"

The familiar knocking sound that I had not seen for a long time made me unconsciously smile. When it comes to diligence, I'm afraid no one in the entire Rogge camp can compare to the barbarian blacksmith in front of her - Qiaxi. She doesn't seem to be tired except when dealing with guests. All he knew was to immerse himself in the blacksmithing work that he was passionate about.

Suddenly, I became interested in Qiaxi’s three meals a day and her schedule. How late does this tall, honest and diligent beauty have to go to bed every day? What do you eat for three meals... No, I should say, how do you eat to get such a "terrible" figure?

I guess the following question is also a question that all the women in Rogge’s camp want to ask.

"Hi, Chasi. Still working so hard?"

Seeing Qiaxi put down the iron tools on hand, I smiled and said hello to her.

"Ah, Mr. Fan, you are here!!"

The beautiful blacksmith raised her head and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead and temples with her hands. The pair of majestic bulges on her chest showed amazing elasticity with her movements, as if they were seducing other people's eyeballs to twitch. Same.

"ha--"

I smiled at her quite speechlessly. I had been standing here for more than half an hour. Didn’t find out until now?

"This time I have to trouble you to help me repair my equipment."

I took out the ore I had accumulated over the past few months from my inventory. There are still most of the equipment that need to be repaired, the most important thing is Horadric Malus who burst out from the blacksmith's hands.

"Ah. By the way-"

I was embarrassed to tell him that I accidentally donated all the unused equipment yesterday and left nothing behind.

"So, I have no equipment to sell you this time."

"Ah-no...nothing, Mr. Fan has already helped me a lot."

Qiaxi's tone was a little stiff and her expression was a little weird. Was she really still frustrated because of my negligence?

Hey, do you want to shamelessly ask Kasha for a few pieces? But I guess it's not possible. Getting the equipment back from that woman Grandet is as difficult as getting a drink from her on credit.

Seeing the figure leaving silently, Qiaxi hesitated several times. Holding Horadric Malus in his hand, he should have been very happy, but now he felt extremely heavy.

"Ugh~~ I can't say it. I can't say it anyway. Seeing Mr. Fan who is so excited, I simply can't think of it as "It's just a scam by Master Kasha, it's a money-making method that will be staged before every god's birthday." Tell the truth, hey..."

With a long sigh, Qiaxi lay down next to the iron stove in rare frustration, and her healthy golden hair hung down feebly...

However, Qiaxi's well-intentioned deception did not make someone proud for long.

The reason is that someone who has nothing to do suddenly wants to discuss with his few friends, mobilize the power of the masses, and spend the day eating, drinking and having fun for him... No. It should be said that he made a small contribution so that the entire Rogge Camp residents could have a happy God’s Birthday.

"...That's how it is. Don't you think those babies are pitiful? Don't you think you should make a contribution to the upcoming birthday of God?"

In the bar, I quickly caught a few "corrupt elements" who were engaged in eating, drinking and having fun, causing unnecessary waste to a harmonious society. I immediately instilled in them that "frugality is a virtue" with the level of a true disciple of Doug. , the principle of "contributing to society is everyone's responsibility". Seeing their shocked looks, I wanted to take a primary school student's ideological and moral book and stuff it into their empty heads.

In front of the table, there are the barbarian brothers Doug and Gev, the evil paladin Lal, the real paladin Dhruv and his wife Druid Ihana, and the long-winded assassin Marton. The six people were all close comrades from the last monster attack.

"Wow haha--"

Doug, who had the straightest intestines, laughed first, dancing around like a giant monkey. I was really ashamed of this kind of companion, and I looked at him with contempt.

Unexpectedly, what followed was the strange looks from the other five people.

"I was originally worried that my baby Sarah would be bullied if she followed you, but now I'm relieved."

Lar wiped the corners of his eyes exaggeratedly and patted my shoulder. It feels so awkward, and I feel like I'm not being complimented.

Hey, hey, Dhruv and Gev, you two bastards with the word "husband". Her face is almost as suffocated as Guan Gong. Sister Yihana, why do you turn your head away and your shoulders are shaking so much? Marton...forget it, this poor kid has already lied down under the table. Although you are indeed not as handsome as me, there is no need to be so inferior!

"What, you said it was all a scam-???"

My voice, which was over 100 decibels, filled the entire bar. It echoed for a long time, and someone with good intentions spread it to the ears of the barbarian instructor. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, what a great seedling, but it's a pity that he became a druid.

"Wu, don't get too excited. In fact - um..., how should I put it... Everyone knows the situation in Rogge's camp. So even if they know it's a scam, everyone still has the money to contribute. If you can contribute, it's just you. The situation is just a little different, haha——"

Seeing my changing expression, Dhruv comforted me in a gentle and serious tone.

"Is Camp Roger short of money?"

I stared at Dhruv closely.

"As far as I know, it's never been rich."

He sighed.

"Don't look at the high consumption prices in Mr. Akala's shop. A low-cost identification scroll is actually sold for 50 gold coins. You just have to think about it. For such a large camp, the usual public expenditure is already astronomical, and we still have to support it. Tens of thousands of soldiers, and even their families, are all supported by the meager income of Lord Akara's shop and a few other elders. Lord Kasha, who likes to drink, often worries about not being able to drink a bottle of wine. "

"It's impossible. She can earn enough gold coins from monsters just by walking around outside. With her strength, there shouldn't be any problem."

I said disapprovingly.

"Actually, we think so too, but for some reason, the monsters Master Kasha kills just don't explode."

Dhruv shook his head with a wry smile, and seemed to be very puzzled. No matter how bad his character was, he couldn't be this bad.

"..."

I suddenly knew the reason for this. Kasha, an old drunkard, is already level 78. If low-level monsters can still give her items, that would be called a ghost. I guess even if she kills all the monsters in the entire Rogge camp, Even if you kill them once, you may not be able to collect half a gold coin.

"What about taxes? Is there no tax system here?"

My eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, Camp Rogge is an open gathering place for people, and most people don't have much money on hand. Taxes and the like have been canceled long ago.

"What about the training camp? Don't those students have to pay tuition?"

"Of course it's impossible. If a student's family is short of labor, Camp Rogge must provide assistance. After all, a warrior with outstanding qualifications is very valuable."

I was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and strode out.

"Wu, where are you going?"

Lal was afraid that I was still angry, so he stood up and shouted loudly from behind.

"Go and settle the score with Kasha."

I turned around and gave them a "Don't worry" look, and then closed the wooden door of the bar...