Chapter 249 248. God is helping me this time!

The players rested in Scarlet Castle for two days and then set off again to the Barony of Lim, eager to start hunting the gnoll clan there, but this time the intensity and frequency of the battles dropped.

It's not that the little players who were screaming and screaming because of the point pool have started to be lazy. They are still as full of energy and courage as before. It's purely because many local gnoll clans have moved to the Under Armor Hills, and they have been moved to the Under Armor Hills.

Miriam summoned the student party and the Meow Meow Brother team as negotiation consultants to be hunting near Bataxin, as well as some new witch hunter recruits who had been hunting here.

They have not been idle these days, and the direct result of the combined effects of several parties is that the number of local jackals has dropped sharply.

This has caused many individual players to give up on continuing to hunt Jackals in the wild to gain points, especially those who have only been in the game for a short time and are eager to upgrade in preparation for the Black Iron Trial and have moved back to the sewers of Scarlet Castle.

The number of ghoul "reserves" here is still sufficient, which can be used for them to fight to quickly improve their character levels. By the way, they can also buy a set of "ghoul series" equipment from the Blood Rat Gang, which is used by Tris.

The alchemy apprentices used it to practice primary enchantment, and the protective gear with weak endurance and dexterity enhancements was no longer inferior to the veteran sets in terms of quality.

At this point, there seems to be a subtle imbalance between players' enthusiasm and monster supply.

The return of some players made the previously empty sewers lively again, and also made the "Frostfang Claw" who had been wandering in the sewers doing tasks recently feel very uncomfortable.

He is a loner.

He seems to have a bit of social fear and doesn't like to act with many people. This is the main reason why he chose to become a thief under the Blood Rat Gang.

"There are too many people, it's time to leave."

With this thought in mind, Yaya took a few boxes retrieved from the edge of the sewer and sneaked along the wall back to the Blood Rat Gang's stronghold as a qualified thief should.

This place has been transformed into an underground tavern. Gas lamps are hung in the separated rooms. A veteran of the Blood Rat Gang serves as a bartender here. Some tables and chairs with traces of time are placed here. Several

Guys dressed as guards are sitting together enjoying fishing time.

Don't tell me, it looks quite impressive when you look at it like this.

However, Frostfang Claw looked around and couldn't find his professional trainer and the leader of the Rat Gang, Ms. Dorothy. He was hesitating whether to ask the bartender Freeman, but he saw the number two of the Rat Gang.

The figure made a cryptic gesture to him.

This is a gesture that can only be understood by people who live in the black zone. It means "The boss is not here and has gone to the second stronghold."

Frostfang Claw nodded.

He has been building up the reputation of the Blood Rat Gang since he entered the game. He has brought back "treasures" from dangerous areas in the sewers several times and has been truly regarded as a member of this underground team. He has not wasted time and brought the few he found.

The box was handed over to Old Freeman with today's mission, and then he turned towards the more hidden No. 2 Stronghold.

But before he got close, he heard a whimpering sound coming from the front, which startled Frostfang Claw.

Is there a wraith here?

No way!

This is obviously a safe zone.

He sneaked closer and before he had taken a few steps, he heard someone yelling from behind:

"Who's there! Get out!"

It was Ms. Dorothy's voice, but it was different from the past. Instead of the familiar carefreeness, it became a bit colder and colder.

Yaya immediately jumped out of the shadows and saw that his mentor had changed drastically.

Not only did he change into the combat uniform and cloak of the Nightcrawler of the Blood Vulture Clan, but his appearance changed from human to vampire, which was as magical as purchasing a "race conversion" service.

"what's wrong with you?"

The little player was startled and asked nervously.

Dorothy, whose eyes were swollen, had already grabbed the claw knife, but when she saw it was her disciple, she sighed and said with a sad face:

"What else could have happened? I was bitten by a vampire! Those damn guys forced me to become one of them, but this was not part of my plan. Becoming a vampire has never been my pursuit in life.

Oh, I hate Transia!"

"But I have read on the forum that first love is an act that both parties must agree to, otherwise it cannot proceed."

Frostfang Claw said suspiciously in his trademark restrained voice:

"So, you actually agree?"

Ms. Dorothy, who was still grieving for her lost human identity, suddenly stopped crying. She curled her lips, turned around and put her hands on her hips and scolded the apprentice who had exposed her disguise of sadness:

"Just be smart! Tell me how could I refuse in that situation? How dare I refuse?

I carried a terrible danger with me. Those ghost-like guys have been chasing me for many years. Now there happens to be a Blood Vulture clan willing to protect me. I am happy before it is too late. But I also have to give an explanation to the gang members.

I could only act a scene with Lady Adele.

I have good news for you, Yaya.

From now on, we, master and disciple, will be eating the 'imperial food'. Not only have I settled my identity issue, I have also begged a favor for you from Mrs. Adele.

After you complete the Black Iron Trial, you can directly join Lady Adele and become her 'warrior' without going through any more tests."

"Don't call me 'Ya'!"

Although Frostfang Claw is socially fearful, he is still a big man. He has never been used to such cute and endearing names. He waved his hand and said:

"I haven't made a decision yet, but vampires are too high-profile and not suitable for me."

"Hey, this can't be done!"

Dorothy laughed and strode forward, took her apprentice's shoulders very proudly, and said:

"I just took a job from Mrs. Adele, but I still need your help. It just so happens that I will go out to help you with the black iron trial this time. How are your theft and lockpicking practices going?"

Frostfang Claw glanced at his character interface and replied:

"I'm proficient in stealing, and I'm a master in picking locks."

"Ha! I knew you had talent."

Dorothy raised her eyebrows and said:

"The two of us are going to follow Lady Adele's other three descendants to the Under Armor Hills and walk around the gnoll camp for reconnaissance.

This life is quite dangerous.

You need to find a place for you to practice your skills first. I heard that there is a secret treasure house in the Blood Vulture Corridor.

I never dared to think about this before, but now that I am also a member of the Blood Vultures, it is only natural for me to pay homage to my family's sacred place.

Of course I can swagger in, but you have to sneak in and not be discovered.

If you can do it, I will teach you the ‘Shadow Escape Technique’!

This is a serious secret technique that I learned after studying with a master halfling thief for a long time in the Explorers Association!

How about it?

I said I will not treat our own people badly."

——

Thirty minutes later, Murphy, who was doing today's sword practice with Necessary Evil, suddenly heard a loud bang in the corridor, followed by a harsh psychic shock coming from below.

That was the signal that the secret treasure house had been breached, and the anti-theft psychic spell Tris had deployed there was triggered.

ha?

Is there a thief in the base camp?

Or has Wolfsbane Nightcrawler gotten in?

Murphy raised his eyebrows, grabbed the necessary evil hanging in the air and rushed over.

As a result, when I got there, I saw a little player wearing night clothes in a very awkward position, being restrained in the air by dense purple psychic chains that looked like spider webs, unable to move.

In his hand he still held the burglar's tools for picking locks.

The most exaggerated thing is that he has opened three levels of the seven-level spiritual energy + mechanical code lock in the secret treasure house in front of him.

Fortunately, Tris had a foresight and rearranged the psychic traps in the secret treasure house after taking office as Grand Duke, otherwise they would have been broken through by this "daring" thief.

But what surprised Murphy was that although the little player in front of him had reached level 10, he had not passed the Black Iron Trial. So, how did this guy sneak in under the strict patrols of the corridor guards? Where did he come from?

Are you brave enough to enter the Blood Vulture Corridor alone?

Are the guards arranged by Tris taking advantage of the situation?

Or is this guy really talented at sneaking around?

With doubts, Murphy stepped forward with his sword, stretched out his hand and pulled down the hood used by Frostfang Claw, revealing a rather handsome face.

This guy's facial features look quite neutral, and he is obviously very young but has a strange sense of vicissitudes of life. When he came into contact with his calculation orb, Murphy also extracted this little guy's character information:

Tester ID: Frostfang Claw

Rank: Level 10·Professional

Occupation: Level 10 Thief/Level 10 Rogue/Master of Appraisal·Archaeology Specialization

Character Specialties: [Dexterous Hands], [Fire Eyes: He has been engaged in archaeological work for a long time and can quickly judge the value and authenticity of items], [Social Phobia: Due to a strong resistance to communicating with others, long-term efforts to reduce the sense of existence make others

The probability of perception is reduced.】
To be continued...