There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

If we follow the normal distribution, in the end no one will know who is protecting whom. After all, Duomi's strength has surpassed most ordinary members of Beiluo Shimen.

Altaïr racked his brains on this issue and finally assigned him a very talented person.

It was a boy of the same age as him.

According to Altaïr, this child has a talent for assassination and is extremely gifted. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be used by Altaïr to train the future successor of Fomalhaut. Now, Domi will take him out to play and broaden his horizons.

He had no name. Altaïr only gave him a codename - Forty-Seven.

Even though he is still young at the age of 47, he has already mastered a lot of skills and can easily sacrifice himself to protect Domi.

"Then... Forty-Seven, let's go."

Hidden in the black cloak, he just nodded slightly and didn't seem to be very interested in talking.

Watching the four people getting on the carriage and leaving, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of loss and separation, just like when the cabbages they had raised for more than ten years were eaten by pigs.

"Let's go, the children will come back sooner or later."

Carlos held Grace's shoulders and walked into the castle, and Domi and the others' own training officially began.

Seven days later…

The carriage stopped in a small town on the northern border of the empire. The carriage could only take Domi here. To go further, he had to find a way to get there by himself.

He and Forty-Seven stepped out of the carriage and were greeted by a bleak scene.

The snow covered the wavy roofs and the roads were also covered with snow, with no one clearing it. Although it was noon, there were very few pedestrians on the road, and there were few customers in front of the few open shops.

This is inevitably very different from the northern scenery that Domi imagined.

In the anime, it's like a snow park, with every day being Christmas, but how come in real life it's like an online romance...

He held his waist and sighed: "This is why fantasy and reality are so clearly distinguished."

This small town is located in the northernmost part of the empire, adjacent to the Northern Republic further north.

The Lionheart Empire and the North cannot be considered allies, at least they will not fight each other, but some minor frictions are inevitable, such as border territorial disputes.

There is a cedar forest between the two countries. Starting from here and passing through the cedar forest, you can reach the territory of the Northern Republic, which is also Domi's destination.

He looked up at the sky and the time. It was nine o'clock in the morning. If nothing went wrong, they could pass through the forest at this time the next day, but they had to set off now.

"Let's go and see if there is a carriage with the same destination as us."

Forty-Seven didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, wearing a hood, and followed Domi like a little follower.

His taciturn appearance is quite in line with the image of an orthodox assassin. Not every orthodox assassin is as talkative as Altaïr...

After wandering around the desolate town, the two finally found a carriage at the north gate.

There just so happened to be another group of adventurers who were also about to cross the forest and head toward the North. If we went together, we could even share a car.

The opposing team has five people. You can tell from their equipment that the whole team consists of a tank, a warrior, a mage, an assassin and a nurse. It's a fairly balanced team, except for the lack of an archer.

However, adventurers of his level do not need to lower their status and join other adventurer teams to work like slaves.

That’s right, this time Domi used the identity of ‘Death Omen’.

I just happen to have the identity of an adventurer as a cover, so I might as well make use of it.

He always wears a black and white smiley mask on his face.

The carriage started off with a clatter, and everyone sat in the hollow front and back carriages. There was only a shed above their heads to block the fluttering snowflakes and the snow falling from the leaves.

"Mr. Death Omen... huh?" The captain of the adventurer team spoke first, breaking the silence in the carriage: "Judging from your equipment, you should be a very strong archer, right?"

Domi has grown up a lot, and the original small bow is no longer suitable for him, so he took the lowest-quality longbow from the family treasury, which is said to be a gift from the king of somewhere.

The bow is made of lightning-struck wood with only a few jewels for decoration, making it high-performance yet low-key.

It is said that the arrows shot out can also carry electric arcs, and the flying speed is much faster, which is just right for Domi who wants to be low-key but pursues strength.

Even though it was luxurious, anyone with a discerning eye could tell it was extraordinary, otherwise the captain would not have been interested in Domi.

Domi, who was in a foreign country, did not wear a hat and only covered his face with a mask, so his gray high ponytail was still exposed. He was wearing a simple black windbreaker and a black cloak attendant, which was indeed unique.

"I don't dare to claim to be powerful, it's just a trivial skill."

The captain was the mage of the team. His scarlet robe revealed his identity - a fire mage. He was a bald, middle-aged man named Wu Ke, but he looked quite kind:

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Albert, my real name, and I'm the captain of this 'Remote Turret' team."

"It's fate that we meet, Mr. Death and Mr. Forty-Seven. As you can see, our team currently has warriors, mages, assassins, and priests, and we just happen to be short of an archer.

Why don't you two join us? With a complete team like ours, even some difficult commissions will be no problem!"

"Hey Albert, hey, he just died so soon and you're already looking for a new archer? Isn't that too ruthless?" The swordsman in the team said dissatisfiedly.

"But the dead cannot be resurrected, and our team cannot be without archers..."

"Only in this way can we go further and live up to his expectations!"

"It seems that your team has been formed for some time."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Domi was sure that this group of people was not a temporary team of adventurers.

If this was a temporary group, Domi would be interested in seeing how the members would develop in the future.

It’s fun to think about the various things that happened between them as an insider and an outsider.

As if sensing the evil taste emanating from Domi, Forty-Seven, who was sitting next to him, shuddered all over.

"Yes," Albert said with a trace of sadness in his eyes:

"Our last archer died... because he accidentally slipped and fell off a cliff while fleeing in a hurry.

He is an excellent archer who gets along well with everyone and works well with everyone.”

“As tempting as it sounds, I have no intention of joining your team, Mr. Albert.

My companions and I are used to being alone, and if there are too many people, it will be a hindrance. "

The swordsman shrugged, "They don't want to join us yet."

In the team, the assassin lady with blonde bun raised her head for the first time.

Her dozing eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of clear amber eyes. She looked at Domi and Forty-Seven suspiciously.

Her intuition told her that the short man in the black cloak and hood was definitely from the same industry, and she could tell from the small details in his movements.

If the two of them wanted to join, she might have to pay more attention. If they didn't join, it would have nothing to do with her, so she closed her eyes again and lowered her head.

However, there was one question that kept lingering in her mind.

Why couldn't she even see through the masked man?

He was probably only about ten years old, a kid who had just started out as an adventurer, but he was definitely not just an archer. He didn't even have calluses on his hands from long-term bow training.

Forget it... after sharing the ride we'll all be strangers, just a chance acquaintance, and probably won't see each other again.

"I see...hahaha...sorry to bother you."

Albert is also a real man, Domi thought.

He calculated the time and turned to his companions, "Everyone, take a good rest first. We still have a long way to go to our destination..."

However, in the next second, almost at the same time, Domi and the assassin lady in Albert's team spoke at the same time:

"I advise you to cheer up~"

"There is a situation!"

Albert looked at his own assassin first. Before he could ask about the situation, the assassin lady got out of the carriage and climbed onto the carport.

Next to Domi, Forty-Seven was also getting a little restless.

Although the members of Beiluo Shimen came here to protect the young master, Forty-Seven was different. He came here to gain experience with Domi.

There is no need to wait until the dangerous moment to take action; on the contrary, he has to take more actions.

"Hey, just sit back and relax," Domi's eyes fell on the adventurer's nameplate on Albert's waist:

"I would like to see what kind of strength a regular C-rank adventurer team has in today's world."

Chapter 123 It's really interesting to eat melons

Chapter 123-122- It's really interesting... Eating melons

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The unique long howl of the snow wolf echoed on both sides of the carriage.

There seemed to be countless white afterimages flashing between the densely packed tree trunks at an extremely fast speed, sandwiching them from both sides.

It seems like they are doomed to defeat this group of people.

Snow wolves have always hunted in groups. Every time they come out in full force, including the old and the young, which is unusually united in the animal kingdom.

Being targeted by them is definitely not a pleasant experience.

As soon as Miss Assassin jumped onto the carport, she caught a glimpse of their shadows:

"One, two, three... twenty-one."

"Tsk, it will definitely take a lot of time to get tangled up with them."

She stomped on the shed, making a loud bang, and shouted, "Hey, Captain, there are about 21 of them."

"Got it!" Albert said to the other team members as if he had made some extra money:

"If there are only 21 of them, there's no need to run away. Come with me and kill them later. The fur of the snow wolf can be sold for a lot of money!"

The mountain-like uncle who was in charge of the tank stood up, patted the driver on the shoulder, signaled him to stop, and shouted cheerfully:

"Yeah, use this money to have a good meal in the new town. I heard that the barbecue in the north is very delicious when paired with strong liquor!"

"The fragrant oil and mellow wine mixed in my mouth, that feeling...tsk tsk tsk tsk, I can't wait!"

"Ah Ta, you only know how to eat~" the pastor sister at the side giggled and covered her mouth.

The yellow-haired swordsman with a face that looked like a stranger couldn't wait any longer and was sharpening his knife to attack the pigs and sheep.

Seeing the high spirits of the team members, Captain Albert couldn't help but ignite his fighting spirit. When the carriage stopped, he raised his arm and shouted:

"set off!"

"Oh!"

Hmm~

Domi affirmed the atmosphere within Albert's team.

This is the atmosphere that a group of adventurers who are teetering on the brink of death and chasing after money and fame should have.

What kind of weird people were those teams Mei had been in before? There was even someone who did odd jobs.

What kind of team is that? It's clearly a small guild.

He tilted his head slightly to look outside the carriage, as if he was sitting in the best audience seat:

"Sa, let me see what you can do."

Being able to make it all the way to a C-rank adventurer team shows that they still have basic coordination.

The tank named "Tashan" stood in the front, blocking the way of many Snow Wolves, and the ones that slipped through were dealt with by the swordsman.

The wizard Albert in the rear concentrated on chanting fire magic to inflict massive damage to the snow wolves.

Needless to say, the nanny girl is responsible for treating the skin injuries of Tashan and the little brother.

As for Miss Assassin, she was responsible for protecting the safety of the personnel in the rear and killing every snow wolf that wanted to attack from behind.

"Oh~ Not bad."

Domi exclaimed in admiration and said, "Forty-seven, the snow wolf on the other side of the carriage is now in your hands."

Forty-Seven said nothing, and rushed out of the carriage, starting a massacre at the other end that the members of the 'long-range turret' team could not see.

Domi also witnessed Forty-Seven's abilities for the first time.

This guy is the same age as him, but he has quite some skills. He moves among the wolves like a crow heralding a death.

With a flash of cold light, a snow wolf will have its throat cut and be killed in one blow.

His proficiency in assassination is at least at the level of 'superb'.