218 A.D., September 14.

Blackwater.

Corix's tavern is less than 100 square meters, but it is overcrowded every day, pushing and shouting, and noisy. The shady space is filled with smells, and the floors are stained with colorful dyes.

The tavern owner, Both, had been in business for decades, and had never imagined that one day it would be cleaned and tidy, and he never took it seriously, but he liked the atmosphere, and liked to gather with the mercenary adventurers, and lift each other's wooden barrels above their heads, like cows drinking water, without panting, and poured half a barrel of ale one after another.

Some adventurers are not as laid-back as those people, and they are always glued to the flop on the wall.

The flop is written in red ink with various mission details. Such as hunting an animal, or escorting a person, etc. The prices indicated range from one hundred to five hundred rupees.

Through these flops, adventurers find a mission that suits them.

Everyone is a master of conversation, with wide eyes and quick mouths, and he does not miss any expensive and easy bounty.

"Mr. Shelter, if you look at our equipment, it is all first-class leather armor, and the credit rating and praise rate have reached five stars! Even if you look at the imperial capital, it is rare! And we are the best at escorting tasks, and a noble person like you, we must take good care of it in the palm of our hands like protecting a fledgling, until the destination." Sir, you can talk about it! We can still negotiate the price. ”

In the crowd, a rough man in leather armor with black tortoise patterns was boasting about his team to an old man wearing a jazz felt hat and a black-backed formal suit.

Everyone looked sideways, and it turned out that the rough man was Andrew, the chicken thief's guy.

And this old man named Shellt is as tall as a mountain, his physique is not inferior to Andrew, and there is no look of decadence and old age on his face.

On the contrary, his eyes as sharp as a falcon give the other person a strong sense of oppression.

His wrinkled hand was clutching a one-meter-long purple-gold dragon pattern staff, and it seemed that if something was wrong, he would lift the staff to kill.

Andrew spat in the rain, but was blocked by the squire next to Shell with his body.

The attendant was dressed in a snow-white fleece coat, which could emit a faint glint even in a gloomy tavern. His saber was simple and unpretentious, and the scabbard was made of the toughest Perician hide, which was dark brown when roasted over a clean fire. The overall width and thickness of the saber are harmonious, but the length is much longer than that of ordinary swords, comparable to the height of an adult man.

It is expected that the weight of this sword will not be very light, and the fact that it can be lifted shows that this person's arm strength is enough to surprise people.

Andrew thought to himself: If you don't take this rich lamb, I'm afraid you will regret it.

Therefore, when the master and servant just stepped into the tavern, they were surrounded by the sharp-eyed Andrew and his party.

After Andrew's very shameless 'self-cooked' awkward conversation, he learned the purpose of their visit.

- Escort bounty missions.

- Twenty thousand rupees for hire.

Hearing the news, the entire tavern seemed to be blown upside down, and all the adventurers put down what they were doing, pounced on them one after another, and desperately recommended their team to the two Shelds.

Many female adventurers deliberately take off their coats, revealing their proud figures, and engaging in ambiguity close to their bodies, trying to earn some extra money.

More are mercenary groups like Andrew, who have well-formed equipment and stabilizers.

- Count the tasks you have done, the honors you have won, and the team equipment, loadouts, etc.

However, after talking to six groups of people in succession, Sheldt still did not mean to nod. Judging from the white brows that he was furrowing more and more, it was obvious that he was not satisfied with the people in front of him.

"Having said all this, do any of you hold a martial arts certification above 'White Iron'?"

The attendant Baijiali covered Andrew's fat and greasy mouth with his white hand to prevent him from continuing to brag.

Bai Jiali said with a calm face: "We require the level to be at least 'white iron', if you can't even meet this condition, then you can rest and change to someone with a higher level." ”

"This gentleman, your requirements are too harsh!'White Iron' certification?With a population of more than 60 million, there are only 20,000 people in the Divine Domain, and they are all famous bigwigs, or local generals. In a big city like our Blackwater City, there are only a few dozen people who have this condition. Andrew said with a grim look on his face, leaning on the high chair beside him.

"If there is a 'white iron' certification, who is going to be a 'life for money' adventurer?

"I'm afraid that this boss is a 'young son' in the inner city, and he doesn't understand how rare martial arts certification is, so he wants 'white iron' when he opens his mouth, it's a bit naïve!"

As soon as this sound came out, it immediately caused everyone to laugh.

Bai Jiali did not show the slightest embarrassment, on the contrary, he was extremely calm, even cold.

I saw him take out a shiny iron plate from his arms.

The oval white iron plaque is engraved with dense fonts, and upon closer inspection, it reads:

"On May 15, 214, the headquarters of Shenyu Daminsas gave Baijiali C3 level certification, grade 21486, valid for life. ”

On the other side of the plaque is the 'Kingdom of God' stamp.

"Baijiali, is he a Baijiali with the 'Qi Zhenhe' martial art?" Their eyes widened and they squeezed forward as hard as they could, just to see the faces of real people.

This young man, who looked to be only about twenty-four years old, was not too special, such as a plain face under the eyebrows of the scabbard, an existence that would be forgotten in the next second in the crowd.

However, he is indeed a master of 'white iron'!

For example, if he wanted to kill a hundred or so people present, it wouldn't take much effort.

Because of the existence of martial arts, people can have the capital of one enemy and one hundred.

The higher the martial arts, the higher the certification level. On the other hand, the certification level represents the martial arts level.

The certification levels of the Divine Domain Kingdom are divided into: Purple Blade A, Jinwu B, White Iron C, and Black Silver D. Each level is divided into 1234 four levels, and each level has to spend a lot of energy and time to hone, and each stage is a lifelong breakthrough.

As the only designated certification body in the Kingdom of God's Domain, Damien Sacs only conducts certification twice a year, in spring and autumn. Damien Sas, on the other hand, is under the jurisdiction of the next functional department as a court teacher. The court religion symbolizes the power and system of the Divine Domain, and is the most authoritative existence.

The Patriarch is the supreme head of the Imperial Church, and its hierarchy is as follows: Patriarch, Archbishop, Bishop, Monk, Priest, Priest, and Deacon.

The Patriarch directly serves the Emperor, who personally accepts his orders.

To be precise, the court religion is the core of the Divine Domain Country, and it truly governs the entire country. And the God Emperor is just a 'synonym for the sacred' and has no real power.

Therefore, once you have obtained the 'black silver' certification, it means that you have the opportunity to enter the court teaching, become a state official, and enjoy the benefits of the state.

Based on this, tens of millions of people are cramming their brains to get a certification, even if it is the lowest level of 'black silver' certification. However, in fact, the number of registered certified people has not even reached one thousandth of the total number of people in the country.

"It's not that the conditions are harsh, it's that we need people like this on this trip and won't be held back. Baijiali looked around at the adventurers' extremely shocked expressions, paused, and continued, "If you don't have enough strength, you will die!" Therefore, there must be a healing priest in the team. Which of your teams can meet this criteria, and if not, it doesn't look like we need to waste our time here!"

Baijiali's tone was not joking at all, but it made the adventurers present cry and laugh.

Healing priests also need to be certified, and the difficulty is even more difficult than martial arts certification.

But not everyone is qualified to study the high-end theology of healing.

Theology such as healing, spirituality, and control is something that only the children of wealthy families, and even the aristocracy, have the capital to touch.

These civilians are impossible to touch for the rest of their lives.

"Is that really the case? It looks like we've run in vain again. Perhaps only the emperor can bring us good news......" Sheld, who had not said a word since entering the door, sighed, closed his cloudy eyes, shook his head in disappointment, and turned to leave.

However, the moment he turned around, Both, the hotel owner hidden in the crowd, suddenly stood up and said:

"Sir, although I don't have a team in this small shop, I can recommend two people to you, one of them can control the arts, the other can heal, and the skills are not low, they should be able to help you. The man's name is Zero, he is in his twenties, tall and thin, frail, with white hair and blue eyes, and he looks like a native of the imperial capital. The woman's name is Shenjie, she should have just come of age when she is a little younger, with red hair and a slender figure, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, but she often covers her face with a scarf. ”

Shelt turned around and asked with interest, "Oh? tell me what kind of person that man is, the more detailed the better!"

"We know these two people well!"

Andrew squeezed up one after another, and said one by one.

"About half a year ago, they came here for a while, and they didn't have any weapons with them, but they asked, 'Do you have money to live?' After we told them the rules here, they took the difficult B-level bounty on the spot - catching the Chiyuan fox. Since there were only two of them, it was almost impossible to find the hard-to-trace Chiyuan fox. So they came to us for help and promised half of the commission. ”

"At that time, I had only heard that the Red Source Fox had appeared in the far north, but on the first day we passed through the snowy region, we encountered terrible snow blindness. He was a very smart guy at Zero and always had a way to find his way through the snow blindness and take us out of the snow. The most powerful thing is his manipulation skills, he can manipulate stones to change both offensive and defensive forms, and his combat power is higher than anyone here. ”

"The woman beside him, Shenjie's healing skills are also very powerful, and many of us here have asked her to treat her. When I asked her who she had learned her healing techniques from, she said that she had figured it out by herself and that she was not certified by a priest. ”

"Every time they accept a reward, they never look at the difficulty, it all depends on their mood. We've never seen them get hurt, and Zero Hour knows how to manipulate magic, but they say they don't have a Warlock certification. ”

"Shenjie is also very strange, covering her face all day, and few people have actually seen her appearance. But the figure is very good, and it is the closest thing to perfect woman I have ever seen. If I touch it, then I will die happily. ”

“......”

Speaking of those two, the adventurers present were keen to say a few words.

Baijiali wrote them all down one by one, eliminated the nonsense, and finally concluded: powerful and mysterious, love to lie.

"Where are those two people you are talking about now?" Bai Jiali looked around, but did not see a person with matching physiognomy and characteristics.

His expression was a serious one from beginning to end, and he respected the strong, although he was also very interested in that person, it was hard to say that he had not met.

"They took on an F-class mission - to hunt the Eastern Mother Lizard. They have been seen camping in the high woods to the north. They have a habit of living in high places. If you look for it, it should be easy to find. The tavernkeeper Bott said suddenly.

"Hmm, Baijiali, let's go find that person. Shell picked up the purple-gold dragon-patterned staff he had placed aside, his movements were so light that he didn't feel any heaviness, and even the sound of writhing was inaudible.

"By the way, what everyone here ordered today will be paid for by the old decay. Thank you for the news. We haven't met that person yet, but at least it's good news, and if all goes well, we won't have to spend any more time going to the Imperial Capital. Shelt threw down a gold card and turned away without the slightest hesitation. Hearing this, Baijiali moved, and followed Sheldt out of the tavern.

The well-informed Bot, at first glance, saw that this old man was not simple, and he wanted to know more, but it was not good for this person to probe the details of others with a lot of eyes.

However, the moment he picked up the card, he was suddenly startled, his eyes opened wide, staring at the gold card in his hand, and his hands and feet trembled unconsciously.

He's a court bishop?!