When Hao Ren finally squeezed a step forward, the door of the mercenary union was violently pushed open from inside, and then a short figure was thrown out from inside.
The unlucky guy who was thrown out was obviously a woman based on her body shape. She was wearing an old robe that had faded a bit. Judging from the style of the robe, she looked like an academic mage who spent all day doing research in the magic tower, but
It's not like the robes of rich mages, which are brand new and gorgeous. Her hood accidentally slipped when she was thrown out. Hao Ren felt his eyes blur and saw a head of dazzling golden hair flying in the field of vision -
—Thrown.
This desolate mage with blond hair got up from the ground in some embarrassment, and then uttered a series of powerful curses at the door. Although she had a very nice voice, the rich vocabulary of this little lady when she cursed people was so rich that
Hao Ren was dumbfounded. It was like a toothy sandstorm wrapped in a Category 12 hurricane and spraying out. Not to mention Hao Ren and his friends, even the mercenaries who were watching could not help but move away slightly.
After a while, some people were still muttering and discussing: "How come this guy's ability to curse has improved again..." "I was afraid that my research laboratory would be blown up again, so I had to use my extra energy to study curses."
"Who is talking about the great Magister Leia behind her back?!" The little mage's ears were particularly sensitive. Besides cursing, he still had time to listen to who was talking bad about him behind his back, and he immediately turned around and glared at him.
, "This is none of your business! Why don't you just stay around for a while! Are you planning to accept my commission?"
Most of the mercenaries were a bunch of vulgar and savage guys, but when the little mage got mad, no one really answered him. Looking at the expressions on their faces, it was clear that they were looking at a huge and difficult trouble. They could just watch the fun.
, but it must not be touched casually.
"Stop it, no one will accept your mission," the dark-skinned man who had been standing at the gate of the mercenary union finally spoke. He was the one who just threw the short mage out, "You are on trial.
Ancient items excavated from the ruins, trying the magic potion you tinkered with, and following you to dig ancient tombs in the big tunnel. What is it this time? Going to the Howling Bay to find the ancient city of the sea giants?"
The short mage was choked and couldn't refute for a moment. An older-looking spell caster among the mercenaries who were watching couldn't help but said: "That's about it, Miss Leah - take yours."
Unrealistic research, how about doing some homework on magic? You can't save the world, nor can you destroy it, but you can at least take care of the mage tower left by your mentor. You know, for wild mages like us, that is
A rather enviable property."
Although this older spellcaster was a mercenary, he seemed to be quite familiar with the little lady named Leah. The latter had no choice but to restrain her arrogance and muttered unwillingly: "What am I studying?
Do you care about it - and it's not like I won't pay. Besides, although there were a few waves of mercenaries who encountered some dangers, didn't they all get out of danger in the end?"
"But the risks you will encounter are dozens of times that of other clients with the same remuneration!" The strong man from the mercenary union shook his head, "In short, we will not accept your trust again - unless you can do it in advance
Declare to give up your dangerous project, or increase the price tenfold. Of course, you can also look outside to see who is willing to take the risk to take over your private work. Maybe you can find one or two newbies to cooperate with you.
.”
This was already a fairly clear attitude. Leah gave up talking to the gatekeeper and turned around to look around.
All the mercenaries exited the first floor in unison.
"Hey," the female mage squeezed out a disdainful word through her teeth, straightened her robe, picked up the cheap-looking iron staff, and did not put the hood back on, just like that.
He walked towards the street with a majestic and high-spirited momentum, "Everyone give way, everyone, please leave, there is no fun anymore - if you block the way again, I will treat it as if you are planning to accept my commission."
Already?"
The mercenaries all dispersed as if they had seen a ghost: they were not necessarily worried about the female mage's combat effectiveness or status (if she had one), but they wanted to avoid being involved in trouble. After all, "
The name "Lea" is even more famous in White Maple Leaf City than the local lord, and this popularity is completely due to various unbelievable accidents and countless unlucky ghosts who have ended miserably. Until now, this little female mage
It has become synonymous with trouble. Except when watching the excitement, absolutely no one is willing to stand within five meters of her.
In this way, after being thrown out, Liya still carried an aura like a winner. She left the mercenary union with her head held high, walked through the main street with her head held high, and walked into the path leading to the mage area.
In a small alley.
It wasn't until she got here that she lowered her head, her aggressive cock-like aura disappeared, and she sighed imperceptibly: "Oh, what a bunch of idiots."
"It is biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, not to mention your 'famous reputation'."
A voice suddenly came from behind, startling the little mage who had just breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly turned around with agility completely unbefitting a mage, stepped sideways, bowed her waist, and left the position where she was originally standing.
He had already placed the iron staff in front of him with his right hand in a blocking posture, and at the same time, sparks of magical power began to dance between the knuckles of his left hand: "Who are you! You...you were standing at the door of the mercenary union before.
of?"
It was Hao Ren and his party who walked in from the alley.
Even in the multi-racial White Maple Leaf City, the presence of this team is really not small: even excluding the turn-around brought by Lily's noisy temperament and Yzaks' appearance, their little
There are four or five different races in the nine-person team, and it is very uncommon for teams to have all kinds of equipment. Probably because of this, Leah left an impression on these people: Although these people were just standing at the time,
At the entrance of the Mercenary Union, I just glanced at it.
"You actually still remember us," Nangong Wuyue was a little surprised, "You have a good memory."
"You can't be a scholar with a poor memory." Leah did not let down her guard at all. Although she has an arrogant personality, it does not mean that she is careless. Think about it carefully, she just made a fuss in front of the mercenary union, such a group of people have never
The mercenaries I had seen in the city suddenly followed me and blocked me in the alley... This is not a good situation no matter how you look at it.
While stalling for time, she paid close attention to the group of people in front of her, trying to confirm their purpose and character: to say that this group of people did not seem to be evil, at least in the mercenary circle with generally bad temperament, they were considered kind-hearted.
There were a group of people - of course, this had to exclude the big man who was suspected of being a hybrid giant. The other person's face simply increased the viciousness of the entire team. It was probably like a bunch of living saints standing with him, and they looked like a criminal gang.
Bar.
Of course, Hao Ren also knew that his appearance in this way would inevitably arouse the vigilance and resistance of the target person, but in order to avoid attracting the attention of more irrelevant passers-by, he had to follow the female mage to a deserted place before proceeding.
Show up. The first priority now is obviously to resolve the misunderstandings and tensions between the two sides.
So he turned his head and glanced at Nangong Sanba: This kind of negotiation should obviously be left to the person in charge of appearance, and the time has come to brush his face.
"Don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm." Nangong Sanba was indeed quite tacit, and immediately put on the most friendly and reliable smile - this kind of smile is common among those selling fake medicines and physical therapy devices - he spread out his
He showed with both hands that he had no weapons, and said slowly, "As you can see, we are a group of travelers who have just arrived in this city. We are not familiar with the place. We originally planned to go to the mercenary union to have a look, but we didn't expect to meet you.
...The scene of the verbal battle with the heroes made me a little interested."
"Interest?" Leah asked vigilantly. The first half of the other person's words could be matched with his clothing, but whether the last sentence was true is still open to question, "What aspect?"
"About your commission," Hao Ren continued, "Frankly speaking, we need money and need to find an employer, so we are very curious about what your commission is."
This is of course an excuse - the real situation is that he needs to find a local as a breakthrough to understand the situation in this world, but in a completely unfamiliar world, it is not easy to find a local and establish a relatively stable exchange of information.
Going to a place like a mercenary union or a tavern is indeed a good choice, but the former obviously requires a complete set of identity verification and registration procedures, while the latter requires local currency and you don’t know anything but you can still chat with people all afternoon.
Good eloquence, currency is easy to solve, but eloquence is not necessarily the case. There are indeed many people in the team who are good at nonsense, but gathering information and nonsense obviously cannot be regarded as a talent tree...
In this situation, Leah suddenly popped up and became an excellent breakthrough point: she seemed to have a task and needed help, and it seemed impossible for her to find help through formal channels...
Leah looked suspiciously at Hao Ren and Nangong Sanba: "My commission? I don't know how many of you have seen today, but as long as you are not blind, you should be able to see that almost no one... Okay, yes
No one is interested in my commission at all, and you actually come here on your own initiative? Is there anything wrong with you?"
"It will be very troublesome to accept the commission from formal channels." Nangong Sanba came up with the further explanation that he had already thought of, and made it vague, so that even if there were deviations, Lia could figure it out by herself.
"Formal channels..." Leah took half a step back, "Wait a minute, are you... the gangsters who have committed serious crimes and had their qualifications revoked? Or are you adventurers who haven't registered as mercenaries at all?
"
"Ahem, we are obviously not bad people," Nangong Sanba coughed twice, "We just haven't registered yet. We came from a small and remote place. We never thought about becoming mercenaries, but something happened on the way.
After I got here, I really ran out of money, so I had to try my luck at the mercenary union."
"Isn't he a bad guy..." Leah muttered dubiously, her eyes couldn't help but start to drift towards Yzaks.
Vivian sighed and looked at Yzaks: "Big man, why don't you wear a helmet next time you go out?"
Yzaks: "...Is it my fault?"
"Whatever, it doesn't matter even if it's a black man!" At this time, Leah suddenly waved her hand with great courage, "Anyway, I don't think I can recruit anyone except you. That's it, you guys come with me!"