Author: Crowtopia

Ailee Church.

Several faded people leaned together and chatted about their experiences in the border area.

Their weapons lay beside the anvil, waiting for the blacksmith to repair them.

Outside the church, a tall horse stopped.

The handsome faded man jumped off his horse, stretched out his hand, put his arm around the waist of a woman on the horse, and picked her up.

The woman wears a flat-top hood, a standard witch robe, and holds a finger holy mark in her hand.

All characteristics indicate that this is a standard finger witch.

Each finger witch will only serve one faded person, and the blessing guidance will allow the witch and the faded person to meet. This is the meaning of blessing and the guidance of fate.

This is also the most standard fader combination.

The faded ones who can see the blessing and have the service of witches are the real heroes. The heroes will follow the guidance of the blessing and become a mighty army of faded people, galloping across the border and moving towards the ultimate goal.

However, those who have lost the blessing and guidance and lost the witch have lost their purpose and become a tributary.

For this reason, many true faded heroes are proud and determined.

The faded person who came today is very proud.

His armor is decorated with various carvings and patterns, and the sword on his waist is kept sharp and tough.

The Faded One did not wear a helmet because he wanted to reveal his handsome face, allowing people to see the carefully trimmed mustache, eyebrows and hair.

The witch follows the faded person step by step, always guarding his rear, ready to sing prayers and provide treatment for the faded person.

The Faded One looked at the sign on the Ailei Church:

"Patch's old store...when did there be a store here?"

The faded ones walked into the church of Elle with their heads held high.

At the door of Airei Church, a man in a white mask stood in front of him with his hands folded.

In the back, there were merchants setting up stalls selling goods, and a strange blacksmith wearing thick armor was forging iron. There was even a witch standing and communicating, quietly reading a scroll; a blindfolded woman who looked like a clergyman was sitting aside.

"It's quite complete." The Faded One commented, pointing at Fan Lei and saying to the Finger Witch, "There is also a waiter at the door."

Veins popped out under Fan Lei's mask, and he smiled:

"Oh, you are the hero of the Faded Ones, and you have your own witch. Your journey to the border must be quite smooth."

"So-so." The faded person said modestly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

He took out a pair of bear paws from the harness on his horse's back.

"I just hunted a rune bear the day before yesterday." The faded one said.

"Awesome, this is a dangerous species comparable to a giant dragon." Fan Lei praised, stroking his hands, "Has a person as powerful as you ever challenged the Lord of Stone City to get a limb from Greg?"

The smile at the corner of Faded One's mouth disappeared and he said cautiously:

"That's a demigod."

"Yes, but it's just an old and ugly demigod." Fan Lei said, "The fragmented king with the big rune is an enemy worthy of your hero status."

The Faded Ones are boasted a bit:

"Perhaps I can indeed go to Stonewell..."

"You'd better be careful." The Finger Witch admonished him from behind, "I heard that Greg received a very dangerous sacrifice, and he has become even more dangerous."

Fan Lei looked at the witch who was clenching the two-finger holy mark tightly, and continued to say to the faded one:

"Have you been to the Round Table Hall?"

"Of course, not long ago, I was fortunate enough to receive an invitation." The Faded Man puffed up his chest.

Being invited to the Round Table is proof of his heroism.

"So have you seen the two fingers?" Fan Lei asked.

The pride of the faded melts like snow.

"No." He said, his tone a little weak.

At the Round Table, he was humiliated by a man named Sir Bai Zhi, who bluntly said that he was just a passerby and had not received recognition from Two Fingers.

"After all, Double Finger will only accept heroes with big runes." Fan Lei chuckled, which seemed a bit harsh, "Although Greg is despicable, after all, he is a fragmented king with big runes. He is a good target. And he got it.

Big Rune, you can truly be recognized by the Round Table and be seen by Two Fingers."

The finger witch clenched the holy mark tighter, and it was obvious that Fan Lei's words also touched her.

The witch is the bridge between the Faded One and Two-Finger. Which witch wouldn't want to see Two-Finger.

Fan Lei looked at the other faded ones in the Ailei church leisurely:

"You see, those defective products without witches are also people who are ready to challenge Greg. Greg is very popular in the eyes of the faded people. He is the number one among the demigods. Everyone wants to challenge him. And Big

There is only one Rune..."

After a few words, the proud faded man was provoked. He walked up to the blacksmith and threw the weapon and a few runes over:

"Hey, blacksmith, sharpen my sword quickly. I'm going to challenge the demigods."

"Okay, please wait a moment while I prepare these weapons." The blacksmith was as enthusiastic as a bellows.

But the faded one didn’t appreciate it: “Get my weapon first.”

Now the others were unhappy: "How can we block it?"

The Faded One smiled:

"I'm sorry, the junction is a place where the jungle is strong, and there is no first-come, first-served basis. You guys are not even witches, so you should give the opportunity to those who are more likely to succeed."

Others immediately surrounded them, but none of them had weapons in their hands, so they could only fight hand-to-hand in the event of a conflict.

The faded man was still not afraid, and did not even look at the people surrounding him. He just saw that the blacksmith did not make a move, so he glared at the blacksmith:

"Hurry up and call me, or I will complain to the manager of your store."

The blacksmith left the anvil and stood between the two waves of people:

"Everyone should be more civilized and kind. We are all fading, so don't engage in confrontation."

Fan Lei's voice floated from not far away:

"If you want to create a confrontation, you can come to me."

"Ahem." The blacksmith coughed twice and was brought back by everyone's attention. "In our store, you can jump in line."

Hearing what the blacksmith said, the faded person with the witch immediately raised his head proudly and looked at the other faded people.

And the faded ones without witches also made a noise.

"Friends, I think you should be able to understand me," the blacksmith said. "You are buying bone fragments and horses just to save a lot of effort. It is understandable that people want to save time."

"We spent money." Some people were dissatisfied.

The blacksmith nodded: "So of course it costs money to jump in line."

The blacksmith took out a sign from behind the bellows:

"Our store's newly launched service allows you to spend a certain amount of runes every month in exchange for the right to receive priority services and enjoy VIP-level treatment."

The blacksmith introduced the different levels of package services to the faded ones in detail:

“With the knight-level package, you can enjoy a 10% discount on products, free clothing starching once a month, and sub-human hand washing, which will never damage your clothes.

"The aristocratic-level package offers a 15% discount on products and gives you priority over knights and non-members to enjoy the blacksmith's services. It's just right for you."

The faded man laughed when he heard this: "The floor preparation of your small shop is quite complicated. Okay, how much does this noble-level package cost?"

"Five thousand runes a month," said the blacksmith.

"How much?" The Faded One frowned, "Why don't you go grab it?"

"Not much, distinguished guest," the blacksmith said, "You only need to spend more than thirty thousand runes every month, and you will save the money just from the discount."

"How can I possibly spend thirty thousand runes a month?"

The blacksmith spread his hands: "Then there is nothing we can do. It only means that you are not suitable for the noble package."

Those who have faded look a little worse:

"You're mocking me, aren't you? Who is your shop owner? That guy named Patch? Call him out!"

The old customers who frequented all laughed:

"The blacksmith is the boss."

"A partnership, it's just a partnership," the blacksmith said.

The blacksmith looked at the faded person who was even more angry and said:

"Don't be such a customer. In business, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. If you don't accept it, just don't buy it. Or you can just wait a little longer. You won't be able to wait long."

As he spoke, the blacksmith returned to the anvil and worked hard on the iron.

Seeing that the blacksmith ignored him, the Faded One glared at him, took back his weapons and runes, and rode away.

Others who were not witches were very happy to see the faded one deflated, and chatted with the blacksmith:

"What other packages are there? Let's increase our knowledge, boss."

The blacksmith said while striking iron:

"There's one that's perfect for you."

"What?" These faded ones immediately became curious.

"Our witches can help you transform runes." The blacksmith made a two-finger gesture, "I will receive 20% of the runes as a reward."
Chapter completed!