·

Ding Chang, the holy warrior gave all the money of the three of them in the "Long Strike Morning Sky" with both hands, obediently.

But they don't want to die yet.

"Rachel is a good boy, a good boy, and I thought I'd forgotten that money is the root of all evil. The archbishop touched the paladin's head with satisfaction, "Trust me." If there was no such thing as money in this world, there would be no gap between rich and poor, no more theft and plunder, no more fighting, and everyone would be spiritually equal. ”

As a result, the market in Cloud Splitting City was destroyed under the rule of the Archbishop, and as a result, Cloud Splitting City had the highest faith tax and donation collection in the kingdom, and as a result, Cloud Splitting City had the lowest crime rate of any large town. From childhood, the great bishop had heard the revelation that it would be an age of sharing, where bread would be eaten, work would be made, houses would be lived in, and everything would be shared equally. However, the current era is not ready to accept such lofty ideals, and it is impossible for money to be abolished immediately, and no one wants to share their partner. "I am for the sacred cause. The bishop took the money bag into his arms.

Three bags full of gold coins,

In exchange for three Holy Emblems of Cloud Splitting City.

The elven rangers and barbarians stared at the emblem in their palms, their cheeks twitching...... What do they want this thing for? Whoever takes the butcher's knife is right, anyway.

"Let's go, come home with me. Tell me about the journey in the past six months?" said the archbishop with a kind smile.

Uh-huh, okay...... Rachel craned her neck.

Her story, because she is not the protagonist, is very simple - Rachel's mother is a level 14 Holy Warrior in Cloud Splitting City, but in order to buy medicine for Rachel, who is only 4 years old and has a high fever, she took over a mercenary's private commission, and was forced to kill an innocent alchemist during the mission, and since then she has become a former paladin, lost her mana, and embarked on a journey of atonement. During the journey, he meets Rachel's father, a painter who has only known each other for one night, kills the angry treemen, evacuates the victimized villagers, and takes Rachel's new brother, who is only half a year old, back to Split Cloud City to reunite the family of four and leave the country. Things took a turn for the worse, and her father was beaten back to his original form by the archbishop - a "bad demon" from the abyss, and 6-year-old Rachel lost three family members in one day. This matter lingered in her heart, and when she became an adult, she begged the archbishop bitterly, and finally semi-forcibly left Cloud Splitting City to find the truth of the matter. Rescue a druid from a tree branch in the middle of a waterfall, save an elven ranger who was poisoned and captured at the hands of human traffickers, save a barbarian in an ogre's cage, and lose a fellow druid by encountering a mysterious master while raiding a small group of killers' lair. Deliver the remains of your companions, bury them on the outskirts of the labyrinthine village where many druids have recently appeared, and register as a true adventurer. When he got the second mission, he found out that the president was going to crusade against Rachel's former master, and to make matters worse, the archbishop was the culprit who killed his parents and brother with illusions.

Can she say that? No, she only complimented the archbishop on the beautiful scenery along the way. As for the "truth", she claims to have never been able to find it.

"So, kid, you've been to the Labyrinth Village?"

"Yes, Lord Bishop, it's a terrible and chaotic place, and we just ate a bite to eat and left. ”

Very well—the bishop nodded, looking up at the sky.

"Don't come near evil, don't come near chaos, don't let your heart get lost. "The labyrinthine village is a peculiar point where even the air is distorted, the leyline energy field is very strange, and the inhabitants are all unorthodox - the arrogant elves who claim to be the sons of the gods settle there, the druids who live on earth but intend to stay out of the world wander there, the selfish dwarves who eat the ancients trade with it, the traffickers come and go freely, and there is even a dark elf who lives. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the greatest cancer of the kingdom. ”

"That viscount lord is even more evil and chaotic. Secretly married to the elven patriarch, and lived a shameless life with all female staff, dressed in gold and silver, spending gold like dirt, and even did not personally do the management of the territory, who wanted to beat whoever wanted to kill whoever wanted to kill whomever he wanted, and finally escaped the punishment of the law with his incorruptible tongue, and on the first day he arrived in the royal city, he hugged the leg of His Majesty the king with three indiscriminate means, and talked to all the giants, and the flattery sharpened his head and stepped on the heart of others to climb up was obvious. Dissatisfied with His Majesty's good intentions to let him avoid the limelight, unwilling to retire honestly on an isolated island, he actually opened a branch guild in full swing, and went thousands of miles to support the duke's feet a few days ago. With a few smacks, the archbishop slightly suppressed the anger in his chest, "He also eats the flesh of centaurs, half-sheep and even wolf-inverted people, erodes with witches at night, and there are even rumors that the fall of the Hawkeye Oasis has something to do with him." I've recently been gathering evidence that his territory is harboring vampires. ”

Yes yes......

Rachel was perfunctory, knowing in her heart that none of these things would be possible.

After entering the city, the bishop got busy, working as he walked, not caring about the "long attack on the morning sky" that followed honestly behind him. The barbarian poked Rachel in the back, lowered his voice and said, "Captain, if you don't run again, it's too late." ”

"But it's not safe enough right now. ”

The elven ranger also urged: "We have already entered the city, if we don't slip away, we will be burned directly at the stake." ”

“...... Not really. Kingdom law says that there is no discrimination against subraces, and we do nothing. ”

Suddenly!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

The barbarian was so shocked that he thought it was an earthquake, and he lifted the collars of the two women with both hands and jumped into a low wall not far away, where there was a well, and he planned to jump in and gamble to see if he drowned or was stoned to death by the house.

In the distance, there was a fire in the sky, and thick smoke billowed out, as if a huge explosion had occurred. The archbishop grabbed the collar of the subordinate next to him and yelled, "What's going on!"

"Report to Lord Bishop! ”

"Why, impossible, how could it be?"

"We don't know, but the fire is so intense that it can't be extinguished. Just as you were out, the fire spread to the munitions depot and caused a chain explosion of black powder! There were farms, mountains outside the west of the city, and woods outside the southwest of the city!"

The bishop froze in place, not believing it to be true.

One after another, people came running over and shouted: "Report!

"Report! There is a fire in the third ear hall in the city!"

"Report! There is a fire in the first ear hall in the city!"

"The blacksmith shop and the fourth transept are out of ......"

Ahhh

The archbishop used his thin body to knock the paladin to the ground with a backhand punch that had just run over and didn't finish speaking, grabbing his hair and roaring. He immediately swung his long-handled scepter and slammed it against the armor on the chest of one of the paladins, who spun three times in mid-air and fell to the ground, clacking his head in terror and begging for mercy.

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on Rachel! Waste, why did they let them run away, and you will fill the empty burn at the stake!" the archbishop roared, biting his fingernails, thinking desperately, thinking, and then knocking another paladin unconscious to the roof of the two-story building with a backhand, "What are you still doing!

"That'...... Rachel?"

"She really knows too much, and she runs away to be some kind of adventurer. Of course, it's an adventurer, otherwise who would travel with elves and barbarians, and wear hoods and disguises in broad daylight?

“...... But, the crime ......"

"I'm very confused now, I kill first, and I'll be charged as many as I want, and no one will ask about black charcoal. Hurry up and put out the fire!"

The archbishop scattered with everyone and rushed out.

"Long Strike Morning Sky" slowly crawled out of the well.

"Sisters, this is your former master? ”

"Let's kill it!"

"This way, there's a path. I grew up in Cloud Splitting City. ”

·

Eighty percent of the fire was put by the "Golden Crown", but how did they manage to catch fire in so many places? You looked through the records, but there was nothing about the "Golden Crown". It seems that Rachel has grown a skill, and is as pee-proof as you, and the mirror can't find her or any of her companions.

Another team of adventurers is back.

When your private team saw you, they saluted respectfully and signaled that the mission had been completed. The centaurs also strode into the hall with their heads held high, and went to the counter to report the details of the mission. They burned the fields of poisonous weeds and completely destroyed the farmsteads.

"Huh?" Fumei tilted his head to look at the men's bags and asked, "Didn't you get the account books?"

"It's burned!" Captain Centaur was proud.

“...... Pharmacist?"

"Throw it into the river!" said the captain of the centaur with a swagger.

"Didn't you start the recipe?"

"Evil thing!" he chewed in a fit of rage!" Captain Centaur proudly pointed to his companion behind him.

Boom, Fumei jumped on the counter and hit the captain with his horns. The centaur was full of confusion, clutching his chest and not understanding what was going on, Fumei grabbed the register and rolled it into a tube and knocked on the head of the centaur captain.

Isn't the mission to destroy the Poisonweed Farm?--The captain of the centaur hid in hiding with his head in his hands, not knowing why the female half-sheep man was angry, and he did not dare to fight back.

Is this what your family is all about?—Fumei jumped and struck the head of the centaurs.

The devil knows who Fumei learned this from, but the closing style is supposed to be an imitation of Hathaway...... With her waist crossed, she reprimanded four burly and majestic centaur warrior males, all of whom knelt on all fours, their heads hanging and their ears drooping. In the end, you are a good person, come forward to persuade it, and it is not a big deal if the mission fails, the important thing is that the farm has been destroyed, and it is okay.

In front of you, the centaurs apologized to you one after another.

Behind you, you have in your hands the account books obtained by the adventurers of the private army, the recipe for the hallucinator, the recipe for the poisonous weeds, a large amount of gold coins in the farm, and the details of the apothecary's family. Why be angry, it's good that a novice adventurer can come back alive.

The captain of the private team waits until the hall is quiet and whispers the details of the mission directly to you.

They secretly followed the centaurs all the way to the vicinity of the farm on the outskirts of Cloud Splitting City. Although he felt that the centaur was vaguely aware of something on the road, he still didn't notice that the private team was following him.

After arriving at the farm, four groups of men and horses lined up, changed their spears, and charged collectively - there was no reconnaissance, no stealth, and it was still very far from the farm, but the battle cry was quite loud. The simple fence jumped over, the hired low-level mercenaries were directly pierced to death with spears, and the watchdogs were directly trampled and trampled. In conclusion, it was really an eye-opener for the newly established private team...... It turns out that you can still perform tasks like this?

"Poisonous weeds found! This thing must be!" the first man moved around the herb field a few times, then took a torch from his bag, lit it and threw it into the field, shouting with his front hooves raised, "Burn them all!"

No, no, the task is to dig up a few samples and go back!—The private team took advantage of the chaos and slipped in, dug up ten trees with soil and carefully placed them in special containers.

"What? I don't know where the pharmacist is, what do you want!" The second horse grabbed a guy who was obviously dressed completely different from other mercenaries, guards, peasants, and priests, and immediately threw it into the river behind him, "You, and you! Tell me, do you know where the pharmacist is?"

No, no, that's the pharmacist, right?—the smugglers jumped into the river and tied up the pharmacist, who had almost fled to the other side of the river, along with the fish in his crotch.

"Judging by the taste, this book has an evil taste!" the third horse chewed on the inconsequential register, confirming that the ledger had been destroyed. All four of them had come from the Elven Wilderness and did not know the lingua franca. "Hurry! Go ahead and try the other booklets!"

No, no, paper all tastes the same, does it?—The private team captures the druid, who tried to escape through the fence and escapes from the backyard, and retrieves all the information about the recipe, account book, and preparation method from him. This guy is a hired former druid, and although he can't cast spells anymore, his knowledge and skills are still there, and he is also the top head of the farm. Because the former druid was not of low rank, he tried to fight back, and was broken by the private team.

"Found a treasure chest! It's full of gold coins!" the fourth smashed open the lock of the treasure chest in the room with his weapon, and reached out and raised the full amount of gold coins, which glittered like the most wonderful thing in the world, "Isn't there any decent loot?

No, no, I don't want any gold, what are you going to want!—the private team sneaked into the house in the midst of the fire, and removed all three treasure chests. They were surprised to find that each of the "Mourning and Brave Hoofs" carried a large bag of dried fruit and vegetable food, and set out on the return journey with satisfaction. It's like what a victory......

In conclusion, the centaurs are quite vigorous, not afraid of archers or infantry, and it just so happens that there are no mages here. Crushing strength. In conclusion, the adventurer's private team took advantage of the fire to rob very smoothly, and it was so smooth that my heart was furious.

The captain of the private team lowered his head and asked you in a low voice: "...... Your Excellency, you say...... Are we not fit to be adventurers?"

You pat them on the shoulder sympathetically.

A, you're better than you think.

B, it's not suitable for my style, it's not suitable for the centaur style, it's not suitable for the style of the "Golden Crown". You guys have your own style...... Sooner or later.

C, don't think about those. If you also become a wave team or a kitchen knife team, how can you still be my personal soldier?