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Whether it is to a weak chicken elf or a powerful otherworldly creature, it is a very troublesome thing, the requirements are too high to achieve, and the requirements are too low and meaningless. So you decide to try your hand at Fieldine first.

Soon, Fierdin ran back and stopped in front of you with his hands on his knees: "I'm sorry President, I seemed to have slept in a daze just now, Adele is fine." Of course she's fine. ”

You brought up the previous topic about making a wish.

Fielting lifted his collar up, looked up at you, and whispered, "As long as I can do it, I can do anything, you can say it." ”

You said: I want her not to refuse when you have a need in the future! As for what kind of demand, everyone understands.

"Well, though...... Is that really good?" Fieltin blushed and put her hands behind her back, looking at you secretly, and asked, "Actually, I can't seem to do anything else than that, "Even if the Elder doesn't ask for it, I'm going to do it." I thought you knew. ”

moment

You decisively decided to hug back!

Of course you know, of course!

Then you praise Fieltin as if she were a fairy descending from heaven and conquering the country, and her cheeks become redder and redder, and it seems that that kind of thing has been decided. You start to change your tune, just a joke, but in fact, the real request is something else.

Fieltin tilts her head, staring at you with a serious look, she doesn't know what else she can do for you.

Your request, at least while you're around, is that Fierdin will be convinced of his original judgment and not be easily frightened by the arrogance of the adventurers. You're going to have her back.

Fielting froze in place.

Stares blankly at you.

After a long, long time, she nodded vigorously and ran away with a smile...... What kind of reaction is this?

You were going to ask Fieldin to serve, but it turned out to be completely unexpected, and they were going to do it.

If you hadn't wittily hugged the words back, you would have wasted the opportunity.

You also had an idea about Hathaway - asking her to find a high-level team that can overcome the maze through her connections, or find a high-level output warlock to give the water moon companion - it was originally planned, but ......

Fortunately, I found Fierting to practice my hands, and the little girl was stupid and leaked her own words. Hathaway would never be that stupid.

You see Hathaway and wave to her.

"President, what do you command?" Hathaway bowed to you as usual.

You relay what the Thorn Totem said to you early in the morning to Hathaway to see if she can do anything.

Hathaway covered her mouth and fell into deep thought: "This should be a dual boss configuration. In the center of the first floor of the dungeon, there is a super monster guarding the deepest part. It goes without saying that the best thing we can do is to fully train the existing adventurer squad with a positive attack, but the city has begun a political earthquake, and the situation is about to go crazy and out of control, so the adventurers have time to exercise slowly, but we don't. ”

After a pause, she seemed to recall something: "The decision-making power is always in your hands. In addition to the main attack, I have two proposals - first, I can ask the ex-adventurer team to come and help them temporarily, although they may not want to return to the guild, but after all, the "Dragon Pavilion" has been hit hard, and even they have lost a lot of commissions, and the temporary help is not a big problem; second, with our current reputation, it is not a problem to add a high-level adventurer team, if there is a chance. ”

She's waiting for your choice.

......

It's dangerous!

Hathaway was originally going to help!

"Also, don't count on the housemage in the tower for help. Hathaway looked up at the towering building not far away and added, "Although he can kill the Minotaur in one blow in an instant, there is a reason why he decided to retire and is unwilling to participate in the fight." ”

"So, which approach are you going to choose?"

Wave your hand and come back to it.

"That'...... Have you figured out what you're asking me to do? ”

You waved your hand, and you thought about it, but now you have to go back and talk about it.

Leaving with a suspicious face, Hathaway estimated that she would soon be able to come back to her senses. She's so shrewd that she won't leave you a chance the next time you make a wish. No one around you knows the details of Hathaway, how much energy she has and what she can do. The only thing that is certain is that the three adventurers' guilds are dead and crippled, and it is no accident that she has survived to this day with a helpless secretary.

(Accept a wish at any time at the end of each chapter, and adopt it when you reach about 7 likes.) If not, will ask again in a few days)

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A lot of things have been smashed in the guild, so you'll need to spend 5 gold coins to get a craftsman to repair them. Fortunately, the losses were all wooden furniture and flooring, and there were no missing important materials and materials.

When the craftsmen came to pick up the work, they asked Hathaway with a look of surprise on their faces, "I'll go, just such a loss, how did I do it?" Hathaway replied with a smile, because there was a good president.

Mess.

Truth be told, when you return to the guild, the only place you can stay is the lobby.

The backyard was full of the corpses of the rats, a total of twenty-eight, and it took the mercenaries a long time just to drag the corpses to the backyard, and there was still a hill left after two carts had been pulled. The corridors inside the guild building were littered with debris from doors or floors, and blood stains were everywhere. The rustle of washing floors and the hammer of repairs kept coming from the door of the hall. Outside, there was a sense of chaos, and pedestrians and horses hurriedly passed by the guild gate, dizzying. The Dragon Pavilion is temporarily closed.

Even so, the Adventurer's Guild is still in operation, as it hasn't really taken any bone-wracking blows. The staff is in good condition, the data book is in good condition, and the adventurers are in good condition, so why not go on business as usual?

In fact, it is a bit reluctant to say "business as usual",

Some things are not business as usual.

Like what......

The head of the nezumi leader in front of Fielding was bloody, staining the counter red.

As a rat man, it has a large head and is estimated to be a special species. Next to the head is a slightly crooked crown fake. This is the first strange object you will find when you return - it is clear that the two dark elves have fulfilled their promise and brought with them some appetite-threatening evidence. The corners of Fieltin's mouth twitched, trying to push the huge head away, not daring to touch it but not pushing it hard, the coagulated blood made it stick firmly to the counter.

Way

But if it could be thrown away, it would have been thrown away a long time ago.

"Dude, you're awesome, when did you implement the plan, when did you do it, this is a medal of honor! It's a trophy! Without you assassinating the leader of the nezumi, the town will be more traumatized!"

He came before you.

When you return to the guild, in addition to a team of elite mercenaries in the labyrinth camp, there are seven or eight regular guards stationed in the guild, patrolling and cleaning the scene. In fact, the Guards are now the busiest of the three forces, almost so busy that they still don't forget to send people to help immediately before dawn.

You've known the vice-captain for a while, but it's the first time you've seen such a courteous smile. The high-ranking vice-captain has disappeared without a trace, and only the little person who nods and rubs his palms at you is left. The change in attitude is so rapid for unknown reasons.

"Come on, hang the medal high in front of the door for the elder, cheer!" the vice-captain flicked his cloak, grabbed the head of the nezumi leader with both hands, and walked out the door laughing. He stuck the nezumi head into a spear and raised it high in the air—right down the street, in front of the guild's door.

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!—at first five or six guards shouted in unison, but soon countless passers-by cheered along with them.

That's not the only head.

As a matter of fact

There are two "walls" next to the door of the guild hall - adventurers have put the heads of the nezumi they killed last night against the wall one by one without your permission, four piles on the left and four piles on the right.

Adventurers, this is going crazy at a pace.

In a hurry, Scarlett, who was "Witch Sigh", ran back, put seven or eight rat heads in the second pile on the right side of the door, and was about to leave happily, but was called back by Hathaway.

"What?"

"You know, this is the gate of the Adventurer's Guild, not a garbage dump. Why are all of you piling up rat heads here? ”

Scarlett scratched her head: "It's a long story, we're betting." ”

"What are the bets? Who killed the most rat men?" Hathaway replied.

"At first, it wasn't like this, but gradually everyone killed red eyes, and the gamble gradually went astray. Scarlett looked up and recalled, "Last night we all gathered at Caleb's house, where he rented a room in the market, and started a little gamble. It was a simple dice roll and a bet on the points of the liver explosion activity, but the kid seemed to want to win back the flail with the fire, and he was unexpectedly popular, and called almost all the adventurers - except for the "Thorn Totem" - all of them. ”

"The Golden Crown" lost badly, and as a result, he caught Caleb out of the game, because he didn't gamble and ended up not hurting his peace, but the gamble couldn't be left out like this. Scarlett laughed, "Stupid! Caleb's boy suddenly grew a meter taller, and he was actually pushed up by the nezumi that came out of his feet. The devil knows why there are so many nezumi in the market, and the devil knows who roared "There are points for killing this, right?", who knows who was the first to pile the nezumi head at the door of the guild...... And then there's what you see. ”

Hathaway's mouth was wide and closed, unable to say a word, and she watched as Scarlett left a sentence of "We're all about to win! Don't waste my time!" and disappear into the crowd.

Hathaway melancholy,

Hathaway despaired,

Hathaway had no choice but to have an idea, quickly walked into the hall and wrote a large piece of paper, pasted it at the door, and then began to sit and collect money, and the business was even more hot than expected.

People passing by in a hurry saw the words on the bulletin, stopped, paid Hathaway, and then grabbed the stone and threw it at the head of the nezumi.

- "Stonethrowing, 1 Bronze"

It is said that Hathaway earned more than a gold in just one morning.

"Huh, there's such a thing! This old brother can't bear it, he has to take a hand!" The vice-captain heard about the minotaur from Hathaway, and quickly ran to you and said enthusiastically, "I've got this thing done! Everyone is responsible for attacking the dungeon! Tomorrow morning, a team of professional adventurers will report for the elder's dispatch! Priest, right? Wanderer, shield battle, and output mage, right? I want to think about it, level 10...... No, it's level 11. A strong team of six experienced people will deliver to your door tomorrow morning!hahaha!"

Solved.

Hathaway silently gives you a thumbs up.

Evil Sect, if the guards have this kind of talent, why don't they keep it for themselves? It's too kind.

Suddenly, a guard hurriedly ran into the hall and saluted the deputy captain: "I have found you! Report! I have caught a group of armed men who took advantage of the chaos to set fires, please instruct us on what to do!"

"Nonsense, immediately throw it in prison and eat! The arson guy is a felony, do you have the first day on duty? You won't judge for yourself!"

"But......," the guard muttered quietly, twitching his cheeks, "you told me to do it...... In the future, all cases involving adventurers will be ...... with you before we start."

The vice-captain was stunned,

Scratching the back of his neck, he asked hesitantly, "...... Who?"

"It's Rainbow Shadows. ”

"Nonsense! Acquitted, of course! Can't you see how much the adventurers have contributed to this town? People are fire mages, and the slightest mistake is inevitable, do you want to throw the hero who saved the world into prison for the crime of trampling on the lawn? You won't judge for yourself!" the vice-captain turned to you and confirmed, "You say yes, Lord Lord." ”

What can you say except nod.

Another guard ran into the hall in a panic and saluted the deputy captain: "I beg you, deputy captain, go back to command the scene quickly! I have arrested three more scoundrels who took advantage of the fire to rob the streets, and the market is in chaos, how can you hide here! The captain is about to get angry!"

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you mean by hiding and idle!" The deputy captain pointed behind him, "Look, how serious it is, are you blind?" The Adventurer's Guild is also the scene of the disaster, it can't be said that people are witty and survived without casualties and abandoned it, and order needs to be maintained here! Town guards are also needed! More than anywhere!" After a pause, the deputy captain asked again, "...... Have the calves in the council hall gone?"

"Important officials have already arrived with nearly 100 truckloads of relief supplies, as well as more than 200 clergy of all sizes. ”

After a sigh, the deputy captain whispered to the guards: "I'll rush over in a moment."

And then

He sits beside you,

With his legs crossed, he changed his left and right legs every three seconds, and although the weather was not hot, he repeatedly pulled his armor collar as if he couldn't breathe. Legs began to shake, hands began to scratch ears and cheeks, and mouths began to gossip about what the weather was like today. A drop of sweat crept down his sideburns.

Fierting got up, walked in front of the vice-captain, and bowed deeply: "I'm very sorry, vice-captain, can you go back first?" My family president didn't sleep all night last night, and now he is concentrating on studying the magic book. Please be considerate of a president who is concerned about the safety of the guild. ”

"It's a pity, I wanted to talk more with my brother, but that's all I have to do. The vice-captain stood up and hurriedly ran out, "I'm so disturbed, I'll come back another day!

He waved goodbye repeatedly, and then rushed to the direction of the market. is worthy of being a level 14 warrior, wearing a full-body metal plate armor and can still move like a rabbit. The guards behind him yelled at Fieltin, "Thank you!" and disappeared into the crowd.

Fielting pursed his lips and exhaled.

Annette looked up at the magic book in your hand, and then looked down at the magic book she was copying, her eyes widened more and more: "Lord, you ...... Are you just reading a book?"

In fact, you are preparing a new spell.

After returning to the guild, you tested it with the Identification Crystal, and you and Annette both reached level 2 after last night's battle.

Annette was a little at a loss for what to say: "I remember the instructor saying that the spellbook must be thoroughly understood by oneself, and then the spellcasting procedure must be reproduced, and the spell book with one's own unique arcane mark is transcribed", didn't he send us a complete collection of spells below level 3, didn't he only save the trouble of collecting spells everywhere?"

You are silent.

"How did you manage to prepare spells with a spell book given to you?" Annette was stunned.

It's just ordinary understanding, and then understanding—when you answer like that, Annette wants to die. No, no, this is anything but ordinary!

She borrowed the magic book from you, modeled after yours.

Ten minutes later,

She didn't get any spells but brain pain and frustration.

The corners of her mouth twitched wildly, and Annette silently lowered her head and continued to copy the book. Normally, it takes an hour to carefully transcribe each spell, but Annette only needs more than forty minutes, which is already very fast. But apparently it's not fast enough to catch up with someone.

Suddenly, a throwing knife shot down from the ceiling and stuck it on the table in front of you, with a note tied to it.

You open it, and it's Linda's handwriting:

"At noon today, the Kingdom Law Enforcement Team will arrive."

It's no wonder that the Guards and the Council Hall are making such a big deal about disaster relief, but this matter has nothing to do with you. As an officially recognized intermediary organization of civilian armed groups, the Adventurers' Guild is only subject to the review of one power in the council and has nothing to do with big names like law enforcement teams.

Good luck to the Guards and the Council Hall. As Hathaway said, something so big has happened, someone has to be responsible for it. At least one has to die.

Adele rests today,

Raumi went to the basement to sort out his alchemy equipment,

Fieltin yawned behind the counter with one hand on her cheek, and there had not been half an adventurer since the doors opened early in the morning.

The whole world seemed to be completely chaotic, the carriages kept speeding past the door, the wounded were being carried around on stretchers, and the people with large bags and small bags were staggering by with tired feet - nothing happened in the hall, and the guards were standing and dozing off with their tomahawks, as if they were in a completely different world.

You begin to craft an arcane aura at your fingertips, and you are bored writing in the air. Most of the arcane spells are based on the dragon language, and there are some words that you don't know well and need to practice.

Hathaway handed you a copy of the documents she had just put together, and continued to sit at the door to collect the money.

From last night to this morning, the labyrinth camp has rapidly increased a large number of residents and merchants, most of them from the market, and they feel that this place is not as safe as the maze camp. Weekly projected earnings have also improved dramatically.

"Lord, I've heard there's a lot of healing potions here, right?" Suddenly, a strange little official ran over, followed by a few people.

You nodded.

"I want it all, save people!"

You look up at the group of people rushing away with boxes of healing potions, and then look down at the 100 gold coins in your hand, not knowing what to look at. I said it would sell sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. This wave of business is viable, and blood is profitable. Now the therapeutic drugs in the market have been sold out, and the supply exceeds the demand.

It didn't last long,

A few more minor officials with dozens of refugees gathered at the entrance of the hall with whom they had never met. He found you sitting in the corner reading a book, and ran straight to the refugees behind him: "Elder, please do well, let these people stay in your hall for a few days......!" No, two days is fine. Thanks to you, there are not many martyrs in this incident, but there are not a few homeless people - temples, hotels, taverns, casinos, barns, all of which can be temporarily arranged as shelters, we have requisitioned them all, and I hope you will cooperate with the work!"

Hathaway walked over, frowned, and asked, "Live in the hall, how do we operate?"

"Help, Miss Hathaway, when is it?"

"Answer me, how do you operate?"

"Damn! I don't care what the you do......!

The official was about to get angry, but suddenly his companion covered his mouth and forcibly dragged him out, and dragged him out into the street to comfort him.

Changed to a smaller-tempered official, nodded to Hathaway and smiled: "Of course it has to be operated, of course, but this is not our own business, but the people's business is the greatest." What do you think? With fewer people in the halls, you can barely operate, and it's nice to have a roof on the refugees right now. We are urgently repairing various buildings and houses, and it is not a typhoon passing through, but just a rat hole, two or three days. Be compassionate, of course all the relief supplies will be provided by us. ”

These refugees are all from the market, and today is different from the past, and you have no choice but to refuse.

It's not a matter of compassion.

Hathaway counted the number of people, and said to the junior official without looking back: "I remember that your house is quite large. With all that said, we'll keep some of them and let the rest live in your living room. ”

The petty official's cheeks twitched wildly, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Suddenly you understood,

Why did Hathaway always bow her head to eat and be silent every time she saw the vice-captain and the speaker's cousin in the past - she really couldn't open her mouth!

Hathaway beckoned Fiertin and Annette to come over and observe the refugees together, and then wrote down what they were doing.

Seeing that you seemed a little puzzled, Hathaway handed the recorded content to you and whispered in her ear: "The guards have already come, they have come to show their goodwill, but the council has not yet come to flatter, it seems that they have other plans." ”

There are five groups of refugees:

A, the first group was mixed in with a petty official who had been dismissed, and the others were market residents;

B, the second group has a young woman who walks lightly and does not feel tired at all;

C, there is a person in the third group who is slightly more expensive than the average person;

D, there was a man in the fourth group that Annette had seen, but couldn't remember who it was;

E, there is a person in the fifth group, Fiertin, who will subconsciously feel scared when he sees his eyes, but he doesn't recognize him.

Which refugees do you plan to stay?

The more you leave, the more you can ease the relationship with the council and the council, and the more hidden dangers you will leave behind. Based on your relationship with the market, it's impossible to shut them all out.