I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages - Chapter 903:
Chapter 903: Isn’t this too unreserved!
Translator: 549690339
“You’re going to be recommended, lucky boy!”
His voice fell.
The crowd immediately burst into intense applause, noise, and protests!
On Roger’s left.
The middle-aged blacksmith’s face darkened.
When he saw Roger advance.
He also stopped fiddling with the lock in his hand.
He directly smashed the lock with the big iron hammer!
Who knew what would happen in the next second.
The timer also started beeping.
“Pass.”
“19.8 seconds …”
The staff member looked at the timer.
Then, he silently remembered Roger’s and his name.
“This works too?”
The young man on the right was indignant.
“You call this picking locks?”
The staff member kindly reminded him, ”
“Mind your own business.”
“Your lock was stolen …”
The young man was shocked.
He turned around.
As expected.
A hand that came out of nowhere grabbed his lock and disappeared into the crowd!
He immediately raised the chisel and smashed it in that direction!
“Aiya!”
It started with this cry of pain.
The scene fell into intense chaos.
The players who were focused on unlocking had to climb onto the table to unlock it.
The crowd that came to cheer for their family members began to harass the other players even more.
The lock of the young man with the chisel had only been stolen.
Roger slipped out of the crowd.
She accidentally found a lot of colorful underwear …
He turned around to take a look.
Fine.
There were already people running around naked in the player area.
However, the match continued.
Whether it was the organizers or the public.
The contestants themselves didn’t think there was anything wrong with this.
In the midst of the intense cursing.
The competition was gradually pushed to its climax.
The locks were opened in various ways.
The rowdy atmosphere continued into the night.
When everyone left, exhausted.
The host announced the champion of the lockpicking event in a hoarse voice!
“A 0.02-second lockpicking miracle! The one that belongs to us …”
“Xia …”
“Er!!!!!!!”
the champion’s reward-100 butterfly coins!
“I suggest you find a place to spend it tonight!”
“Otherwise. you’ll be targeted by the pilfering team soon …”
well, there are also 10 bandages. If you insist on being the target of public criticism, these bandages will come in handy …
“Hahahaha!”
The middle-aged woman had fun on stage for a while.
After a long while.
Only then did someone come over to remind him.
Mr. Charles had already received his prize and left.
“What a boring kid!”
The middle-aged woman’s face fell.
“When he participates in the thieving competition tomorrow, I’ll definitely teach him a lesson!”
But unfortunately …
The host auntie’s resentment was destined to never be satisfied.
After winning the first place in the lockpicking team.
Roger decided to give up on “steal” and “escape “.
Anyway, he had already been guaranteed a spot.
Why did he have to go against ordinary people?
Of course.
He admitted that he was shocked by the ‘big’ scene today.
He’s already so bold in picking locks.
Wouldn’t he just stab someone if he stole?
Roger wasn’t afraid of being stabbed.
With his Dodge points …
An ordinary person would not be able to stab it.
Even if he was stabbed …
It was also the knife that suffered.
But in that case …
No matter how chaotic the situation was.
There was also a chance of exposing himself.
He didn’t want to be targeted by an undying Alchemist before he got his hands on the dark imprint.
The next day.
Roger lived in a stone house that was used by pumpkin town’s officials to accommodate the people who were participating in the celebration.
Today.
He had originally planned to sneak around the surface.
But just now.
His ethereal plane invitation suddenly started burning.
Roger took it out and took a look.
A few lines of words gradually appeared on it-
[ I have become an official member of the heavenly Palace. ]
However, the situation here is completely different from what I imagined.
I’ve found out some secrets.
I think you’ll be interested.
More importantly …
You actually don’t have a recommenter!
No wonder you’ve been taking the wrong path!
I think we need to talk.
Mr. Husky.
Or perhaps …
Roger?
Your true love:[ hedivara (gentlemanly cat) ]
