Don't look at the city of plenty, where more than 30,000 people live, in fact, the area is not large, and the two of them walked around for half an hour before they came to the gate of the city hall where the task was issued.

Compared to the sparsely populated Fort Saint-Brieux, the administrative system is more robust and therefore the office space is quite generous.

The town hall covers an area of two acres, and the exquisite two-storey building is both majestic and elegant and luxurious.

Cliffor seemed to be familiar with the place, and the staff smiled politely when they saw him, and even came up to say hello.

Renard suddenly remembered that the other party was once the commander of the Black Cavalry, so he naturally knew the town hall very well.

Knowing that the two of them were here on a mission, the front desk staff immediately enthusiastically led them up to the second floor, and said as they walked: "Thank God, it's great that you guys are here, Your Excellency James has had a headache about this for a long time. ”

With that, the three of them came to the office at the end of the hallway, and the staff reached out and knocked on the door, shouting inside, "Lord James, someone has taken that damn mission." ”

After a while, an impatient voice came from inside the office: "Let them in." ”

Immediately afterwards, the door of the office was opened from the inside, and two beautiful women in disheveled clothes and medium posture walked out of it unhurriedly.

They all rolled their eyes at the staff member, and then swept their eyes at Cliver and Renard, with a look of contempt in their eyes, as if they were looking at two turtles.

The two snorted softly at the same time, reluctantly walked down the stairs, muttering, "Unhappy hillbilly." ”

The staff seemed to be used to it, and did not show any abnormal expressions on their faces, but when they found that there were two outsiders next to them, they awkwardly signaled that they could go in now: "Go in, Your Excellency James is inside." ”

After saying that, he walked down the stairs quickly, as if he was afraid that the people in the office would make trouble for him.

Reynard was just about to go in, when he suddenly noticed that Cleaver's expression was a little ugly, he pondered for a moment, and asked with interest, "The two who just came out are your lovers?"

Cliffor rolled his eyes at him and scolded unceremoniously, "Get out!"

Renard breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately reacted: "Do you know that James inside?"

Cliffor suddenly showed a teachable look: "That's right. ”

"Friend?" Renard raised an eyebrow slightly.

Clifford slowly sank his face: "Fart!"

Reynard understood, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "I'm afraid the next thing will be difficult to do." ”

In a heavily nasal tone, Cliffor said, "I don't mind playing with him if he wants to get in trouble." ”

The two of them had been inking outside for a long time, and the people in the office were obviously a little irritable waiting, and he shouted inside: "Why don't you come in yet, what are you doing slowly?"

With a strange smile on his face, Cliffor entered the office without hesitation, and Renard sighed and followed.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a slightly frightened shout from the office: "It's you, what are you doing, what are you going to do, don't come here......"

Renard secretly screamed that it was not good, although it was not clear what deep hatred Cliffor had with the other party, but if he dared to make trouble here, it would be a big trouble.

He is a member of the Duncan family, the future lord of Fort St. Brieu, the future baron of the kingdom, and the master of the city of plenty, and he will not embarrass himself, but Cliver will definitely be unlucky.

Thinking about this, he walked quickly into the office, and saw Cliffor holding a fat man by the neck, holding the parchment that recorded the task, and asked, "You issued the task?"

"I didn't ...... That's right. The fat man stumbled and said, "Just ...... That's what I posted, ...... Is it illegal?"

Cliver smiled strongly, he carried the fat man in front of him, helped the other party tidy up the messy clothes, and said unhurriedly: "Naturally, I don't break the law, I'm here to take the task." ”

The fat man swallowed his saliva fiercely, slowly freed himself from fear, took out a string of keys from his waist and threw them in the center of the coffee table, and said: "The key to the sewer entrance is for you, remember to return it when you are finished." ”

The fat man didn't seem to want to say anything, and waved his hand in fear, signaling them to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Cleaver smiled and said nothing, raised his hand to stop Renard, who wanted to take the key, looked at the fat man calmly, and said, "Your Excellency, I have been on a mission a few times before, and you seem to have forgotten to give me something. ”

The fat man cowered and took a few steps back, and finally pressed against the wall, and asked in a veiled manner, "What is it?"

Reluctant to say any more, Cliffor pulled out the short sword on his leggings and shook it in the void, asking again, "Do you remember now?"

The fat man's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly took out the money bag from his arms, turned it upside down and shook it vigorously, and a dozen silver coins and dozens of copper plates immediately fell out of it.

Cliffor unceremoniously pulled the money into his pocket, and then turned away under the fat man's painful gaze, and did not forget to warn before going out: "Remember not to owe wages in the future, the extra money is interest." ”

With that, he left the office with Renard.

No sooner had the two of them walked down the stairs than they heard a suppressed and painful roar from upstairs: "Who brought that bastard here?" ”

The people around him showed strange expressions, and the staff member who led the way said with a crying voice: "It's over, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job." ”

Leaving the town hall, Renard kept his distance from Cliffor, because he felt that the tavern owner was right, and the man in front of him did have a problem with his brain.

Aware of his anomaly, Cliffor turned his head and asked, "Why, am I that scary?"

Renard nodded unceremoniously, then hurriedly shook his head: "No." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not insane. Cliffor tugged at the corners of his mouth, and explained as he drove the road ahead, "I had a bit of a holiday with that James, or rather, his uncle Brad, to be exact. ”

It was as if he had opened up the conversation and told Renard all the experiences of his youth as if he had poured beans into them.

Cleaver is a native of the City of Plenty, because his father is a nobleman, so he was quite nourishing when he was young, he was excellent at swordsmanship, and worked as a mercenary for several years, but soon joined the lord's guard on the recommendation of his father.

He served in the escort team for nearly twenty years, and his strength was promoted from a middle-level martial artist to a fighting martial artist, during which he met his beloved, who is now Mrs. Donna, and also met his rival Brad.

The two fought for Mrs. Donna for many years, and because of his identity, the poor Brad was always trampled under the feet of Cliffor.

At the age of thirty-two, Cliffor became the commander of the Black Cavalry, giving Brad a chance to turn around forever.

However, the good life has been completely transformed since the beginning of the demonic disaster......