As soon as Hambro and his party walked out of two streets, they were called from behind.
"Visitors from afar, are you here to see Dragon Slayer Jameson?"
Hambro turned his head and found that the person speaking was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a pointed chin and a very thin figure. He walked lightly and looked like he would fall over if the wind blew.
"How do you know?" Hambro remained vigilant and kept a distance of more than ten meters from the other party.
The man said: "That's right, I saw you killing the thief over there just now, and I happened to hear that you were looking for Dragon Slayer Jameson, so I followed you."
"Why, do you know him?"
The thin man patted his chest and said, "Of course, he is my boss."
"Okay, then you can lead the way." Hanbulo subconsciously held the space ring.
With that said, the thin man walked to the right: "Please follow me."
"Hey, you seem to have gone in the wrong direction, right?" Hambro frowned.
The thin man replied: "That's right. The magician doesn't know where the boss lives. He pointed randomly in order to survive."
With doubts in mind, Hambro followed behind, cheering up.
Once the situation goes wrong, he will immediately kill that person.
Fortunately, everything was safe on the road.
After walking for more than ten minutes, they saw a red castle.
It's just that the castle only has two floors and looks very shabby.
But there were indeed several large white skeletons in the yard that matched the magician's description.
The thin man opened the courtyard door and walked in with Hanbulo and others.
They entered the castle. The furnishings here were very simple, with only a few broken brown-gray sofas, and unknown oil paintings hanging on the walls. An old atmosphere came to their faces.
Hambro scratched his head and felt a little strange: Does the dragon slayer live in a place like this?
Just selling a pound of dragon meat is enough to replace the furniture here. Why is it so shabby?
Could it be said that this is that person's special hobby?
This is the only explanation.
"The boss is up there, come with me." The thin man led Hanbulo and the others upstairs.
A delicate woman walked towards her. She was wearing lightweight soft animal skin armor and holding a short sword in her hand. Her light golden wavy curly hair was charming and exuded a seventh-level aura.
The pretty woman asked: "Who are these people?"
"The boss is here for some kind of hunting mission with huge rewards, right?" The thin man looked at Hambro with a smile.
Hambro nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right."
"It's great. I finally have something to do again. My bones are almost itching from the idle work these days." The delicate woman was a little excited and naturally got out of the way.
Hambro and the others continued to walk forward, and finally stopped in front of the door on the far left. The thin man stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Come in." A rough voice came from inside.
The thin man pushed open the door and entered. Only Hambro followed, while the other knights stayed outside.
A man of about fifty years old was lying on the rocking chair very comfortably. He had a strong build, a thick beard on his chin, and three ferocious claw marks slanted across his entire face, which looked very scary.
Judging from the aura emanating from him, he is an eighth-level knight, and it is almost certain that he is the dragon slayer Jameson.
Behind Jameson stood a wooden frame on which were placed various weapons, such as thick iron axes, broad-backed knives, giant two-handed swords, etc.
The thin man said respectfully: "Boss, this gentleman is looking for you."
"What's the matter?" Jenderson's gaze swept over, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and Hambro couldn't help but lower his head.
"It's like this. I am the Marquis of the Feather Pigeon Kingdom. I am here to ask you to slay a fire dragon on your majesty's order. He is the king of the Blazing Dragon Kingdom. He is a seventh-level man, but he has an eighth-level strength." Hanbulo laughed.
He said, "I heard that Dragon Slayer Jameson is quite heroic. It turned out to be true when I saw him today."
Jameson raised his hand and said: "There is no need to say any words of praise. It is no problem for you to ask me to kill a seventh-level fire dragon, but at the same time he is a king, which will be very difficult. What if the marquis under him
If we take action, maybe my whole team will be buried there."
"You can rest assured about this. According to the news we have learned, the fire dragon has arranged all the marquis in border cities, and his royal capital is located in the northernmost part of the country instead of the middlemost part of the country. He wants to rush over.
If we provide support, it will take at least two days, so you have enough opportunity to make a move."
Jenderson's eyes lit up: "Where's the reward?"
Hanbulo said with a smile: "Our Majesty said that after the hunt is successful, we will give you three million gold coins. Moreover, the Blazing Dragon Kingdom also has an ordinary seventh-level ice dragon, which means that in addition to the reward for your operation,
In addition, you can get two additional dragons."
"It's indeed an exciting price." James nodded slightly.
Hambro snapped his fingers, and six large boxes appeared in front of his eyes, filling the already small room.
He opened the lid of the box, revealing the dazzling gold coins.
"Here is a deposit of 300,000 gold coins. After the mission is completed, you can come to our country to collect the balance."
The expressions of ecstasy suddenly appeared on the faces of Jameson and the thin man, but they only existed for a moment and were quickly covered up.
"I've accepted this mission. You guys should wait outside while my men and I prepare the tools to slay the dragon."
"Okay, then I'll keep these gold coins here." After saying that, Hambro was ready to leave.
Henderson suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute."
"Do you have anything else to do?" Hambro stopped.
"Please keep your space ring as a deposit."
"This." Hanbulo looked embarrassed, "There are many daily necessities in it that we will use on our way back..."
Jendsen stood up, grabbed a handful of gold coins from the box and stuffed them into Hambro's arms: "What's the problem? Just spend money to buy whatever you need."
"Okay." Hambro took off the ring and handed it over, "Then we'll wait for you outside."
"Go ahead." James took the ring and waved his hand.
Hambro led the knights out of the castle, feeling relieved.
After a lot of hard work, I finally completed the task. It was not easy.
They stood at the entrance of the yard, sitting or standing, very leisurely.
Little did I know.
"Hahaha, we have become prosperous. We can spend 300,000 gold coins in ten lifetimes! Sure enough, there will be meat to eat by following the boss!"
"Jenderson" scolded: "Shh, keep your voice down. They are still outside. Don't let anyone hear you. Change your clothes quickly and we will leave quietly through the back door."
"Thanks to the cleverness of the boss, he thought of letting them keep the space ring at the critical moment, otherwise there would be no way to take away so many gold coins." The delicate woman took off her wig and tore off her mask, revealing a man's face.
"Let's go and let those stupid guys wait."
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Hambrough couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Jenderson and the pretty woman leading a group of people walking down the street in the distance.
So, he walked up and asked, "Hey, when did you come out?"
The delicate woman pulled out her long sword with a "clang" sound and assumed a fighting stance.
Jenderson frowned and said, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"