Chapter 149: Foreseeing Death

Catherine finally understood why the elders of the elves had always advised her not to go out.

Even though she has turned into an orc, she is still a stunning beauty in the eyes of orcs.

Originally, Catherine stood beside Amberxiu blankly, wanting to listen to how he chatted with the bartender.

But before she had stood there for long, she realized that many people in the tavern were staring at her, which made Catherine feel quite uncomfortable.

Did I reveal a flaw somewhere?

Trying to observe the orcs in the tavern, Catherine quickly discovered her problem - she was not rude enough.

No orc would stand like Catherine, their postures were always curved.

When sitting at the bar, you should bend over and support the table with your elbows. When sitting on a reclining chair, you should lean back and spread your legs as wide as possible. Even when standing, you should find something to lean on to highlight your casualness.

Catherine's habit is that of an elf. She must maintain an elegant posture at all times and keep her core stable. She cannot stand or sit improperly, which is very impolite for an elf.

Catherine thought this was why she attracted attention.

So she tried to change.

Catherine looked around and prepared to find an empty seat to sit down. It was just a matter of leaning against the back of the chair with legs apart. This action was not difficult for a legendary ranger.

But Catherine had no idea she was sitting at a gambling table.

At first, Catherine thought the orcs throwing the dice were playing some game. That was until a black-skinned orc with a nouveau riche air came over and said bluntly, "Hey, beauty, don't you want to play a few hands?"

Catherine was almost dazzled by the gold ring on his hand and the gold-inlaid fangs, and she frowned even more because of the smell of alcohol on him.

Facing this black-skinned orc, Catherine decisively refused and said, "No, I don't know how to play."

According to the customs of the elves, this is already a clear rejection, and the other party should retreat gracefully.

But for the orcs, you don’t know how to play? Then why don’t I teach you? The black-skinned orc laughed and said, “Don’t worry, if you lose, it’s my fault.”

The rich guy grabbed a handful of chips and was about to stuff them into Catherine's hands, and also wanted to touch Catherine's hand.

I don’t know why, this female orc obviously doesn’t look like an orc, but if you look at her a few more times, you will find that she is very beautiful, with a beauty that goes beyond her appearance.

Orcs are used to being straightforward. Generally speaking, beautiful is beautiful and ugly is ugly. However, the female orc in front of him makes the rich guy think of the word "temperament".

Yes, it is the temperament. This female orc has a unique temperament that makes her so different and unforgettable at first sight.

Such a woman makes the rich man very excited, so he can't wait to give her money. If it were another woman, he would have to take advantage of her enough before giving her a tip, and just touching her hand would not be enough.

But the idea of ​​touching the hand of a legendary ranger was too unrealistic.

The rich guy didn't see Catherine's movements clearly, and when he grabbed, he only grabbed air.

"Don't be shy, come here, I have a lot of chips here, I'll teach you how to play, if you win it's yours, if you lose it's mine."

The rich man said as he was about to sit down next to Catherine, and he was determined to spend any amount of money to get this beautiful woman with unique temperament.

But how could there be only one rich person at the same gambling table?

Several other orcs also saw Catherine and felt her special charm. Who could resist such a special beauty?

Another rich man shouted: "How dare you take out this little pocket money? Come here, beautiful girl, all this is yours!"

Chips representing hundreds and thousands of gold coins were thrown out casually, and this rich man seemed to have more power.

Catherine was bewildered. It was not like she had not been pursued by men before, but the men she had met before were all elves. Besides, she was a queen, so who would dare to be so rude in front of her?

This method of directly throwing money made Catherine very upset, and she wanted to take out her wallet on the spot.

What are a few hundred gold coins? Her private savings are worth tens of millions.

But the second rich man's voice seemed too loud and soon attracted the attention of other guests.

Then... more orcs noticed Catherine's presence.

Each orc seemed to be pierced in the heart by an arrow of love. The rich ones opened their wallets directly, while the poor ones began to bulge their muscles intentionally or unintentionally.

Wealth and power, this is the most traditional pursuit of orcs.

This noise attracted the attention of guests of other races in the tavern. Many of them began to ponder, thinking that they actually thought this female orc was pretty... Was it because this tavern served them fake wine?

Catherine panicked. What was the meaning of these stinky orcs surrounding her? The panicked elf girl could only ask Amber Xiu for help. Her eyes met with Amber Xiu who had just finished his business.

Amber sighed, spread out his left hand, clenched his right fist, and then hammered it hard on his palm.

Amber Xiu: Understand? Catherine: Huh? Amber Xiu rolled his eyes, forgetting that this girl was a newbie, not the old hand he used to travel with, and couldn't understand the gesture at all.

Amber Xiu could only mouth to Catherine: "Beat them up!"

Because female adventurers are rare, female adventurers who are harassed in places like taverns have unlimited rights to fight back.

Don't complain even if you are beaten to death. We are all adventurers who live on the edge of a knife. You deserve it if you can't beat a woman.

This kind of unequal rules full of machismo and discrimination against women are common in mainland China.

Catherine couldn't understand the hand gestures, but she understood them from Amber's lip shape.

Catherine narrowed her eyes, and when another rich orc tried to grab her hand, she took off the longsword from her waist.

The scabbard arrived first and hit the orc in the face.

With a snap, this rich orc flew out, rolling his eyes in mid-air.

The unfortunate fellow smashed two tables after spinning three and a half times in the air. At this time, half of his face was swollen like over-fermented black bread, and even one of his fangs was broken.

Half of his face was swollen and even one of his fangs was broken.

This power shocked the whole audience.

The ranger's main attribute is agility, but Catherine doesn't have too many magical equipment. The power added by the equipment is enough for her to compete with the hill giant.

Such violent and domineering power frightened everyone in the tavern.

Catherine seemed to have entered berserker mode. Those orcs who wanted to take advantage of her were knocked away by her and table after table was smashed.

Catherine was very restrained. She did not draw her sword but just swung it. Her superb martial arts were enough to crush this group of orcs.

As the strong orcs were knocked away one after another, cheers broke out in the tavern.

“Well done!”

“Well done!”

"Big sister! I want to hang out with you!"

"I'll buy you a drink!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

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They all like to watch the fun, no matter how big the event. Catherine lost herself in the cheers and compliments, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Is this what adventure is? It looks exciting and fun.

Amberxiu sat quietly at the bar, and did not stop Catherine from drinking excitedly.

Many people were whispering in the corners, their eyes all turning to Catherine. Amid all the compliments, cups of beer were delivered to Catherine, making her cheeks flush.

Even with her orcish appearance, Catherine still made many people gasp and begin to doubt their own aesthetic taste.

The orc bartender wiped the cups calmly. After all, someone would always compensate for the broken things, usually the loser would pay, so he was not in a hurry at all.

However, after looking at Catherine for a few times, this absolutely neutral orc bartender couldn't help but say to Amber Xiu: "Why don't you remind your companions? A few drow are about to add something to her glass."

Amber Xiu said calmly: "Tavern brawls are a compulsory course for adventurers. If you don't experience it once, no matter how many times you remind her, it will be useless. She will blame me for spoiling her fun."

The orc bartender said disdainfully: "Tsk, man."

Only then did Amberxiu realize that the bartender was a woman.

The main reason is that orcs generally have well-developed pectoral muscles. This orc bartender probably has a very rare flat chest among orcs. It is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman just by looking at his face.

No wonder she was so calm and not much affected by Catherine.

However, the absolutely neutral bartender also spoke up to remind that the charm of the Elf Queen was still too outrageous, and next time he would just let her transform into a skeleton.

There is no way anyone would be horny for a skeleton.

Just as he was about to see if Catherine could discover that the wine glass was spiked, suddenly a figure wrapped tightly came to Amberxiu's side.

The man lowered his voice and whispered, "Teacher...is that you?"

Amber turned his head and said with a little surprise: "Harvey?"

Harvey lifted the scarf from his face and said excitedly, "It's really you! Teacher, long time no see!"

Amber Xiu said with emotion: "You can recognize me, Harvey, you have improved again."

Amberxiu's current appearance is no longer that of the man with black hair and black eyes, and his attire is completely that of a ranger. Harvey can recognize him, so it must be that his ability of prediction has become stronger, and there is definitely no problem with Amberxiu's disguise.

Harvey was very happy. He sat next to Amber and asked, "Teacher, why are you here? Have the problems in Alchemy City been resolved?"

Amber nodded.

"Everything has been resolved. Now we have some free time, so let's go for a walk in the desert."

"That's great." Harvey drew with his fingers, opened a tiny space pocket, took out a small silver box from it and handed it to Amber.

"Teacher, the life box is intact and has now been returned to its original owner."

The last time we parted, Harvey took Amber's life box away and said he was coming to the desert. I didn't expect to meet again so soon.

Amber Xiu said in surprise: "It seems that you have made greater progress than I thought."

Directly using magic to create a space pocket is not something an ordinary wizard can do. Harvey was just a wizard apprentice not long ago, so his progress was too amazing.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible.

Harvey was extremely talented, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to become a prophecy mage by just reading books and thinking about it. When he was working for Amber Xiu, he read books and took notes every day, and with Amber Xiu's guidance, these aids supplemented his basics.

With basic knowledge complete and outstanding talent, amazing progress will be achieved with a little experience.

Many legendary wizards have had this experience: in just one or two months, they become like a different person, and then make rapid progress to reach the legendary realm.

Amberxiu began to cherish talent. He regained the power of prophecy and was now more than qualified to be Harvey's teacher. It would be great if he could really teach a legend.

"Harvey, do you want to come back with me? I can officially accept you as my disciple."

Although Mr. Harvey called Amber Xiu "teacher", in fact, the two of them were not really master and apprentice. A true master and apprentice relationship was as close as that of a father and son. Amber Xiu had only accepted a few disciples in his life, and those who had passed away due to various accidents.

Hearing Amber's words, Harvey was surprised at first, but soon shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's too late."

Amber Xiu frowned and asked: "Did you...see your own death?"

(End of this chapter)