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You ask to call you a prostitute staff.

"Eh, where am I going to find you in the middle of the night, don't you know there's a curfew?" Hathaway said disgustedly, "I can't stand it when I'm drunk and have a mess." Wait, I'll figure it out. ”

Wait, you remember that Hathaway was hung out for a long time in the first place, and I'm afraid it will be the case again this time. I can't wait, probably, so you're tossing and turning alone.

The dwarven fire and wine are very strong and unbearable.

Water......

You're getting drunk, your throat feels dry, and you reach for the glass of water at the head of the bed.

But a woman will put the glass of water into your hand for you.

It's beautiful,

A very beautiful woman, as fresh and refined as coming out of a painting. God knows where Hathaway got it from, and you embrace this beauty.

Young, pure, sweet fruit, you can't remember many things, but remember spending a wonderful night of passion, like a fire burn left a mark.

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The next morning, you wake up alone.

There was a little red on the sheets, it shouldn't be a drunken hallucination, but she was gone.

Refreshed!

The antidote has spared the hangover effect, and you have vented the evil fire again, and you have slept very deeply, and now you are a hundred times more energetic.

Rolling over and jumping out of bed, you rummaged through your wallet, and there was no money missing. Well, it's Hathaway who paid for it. You rummage through the drawer of your desk, and there's a note from Hathaway.

"Good morning, livestock. 」

"I went to the plaza to throw money around and hire people to prepare for the job fair, so I didn't have to worry about all these tedious details. 」

"The job fair starts around 10 a.m. and arrives early. Go take a shower, don't be ashamed to wear a woman's perfume smell. 」

All goes well, you wash up and head to the Adventurer's Hall. A new day begins.

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"Good morning, President. ”

"It's going to be early. ”

Greetings from Fierdin and Raumi.

You pull Fierdin to the side and ask which girl from the prostitution house came last night, superb.

Fieltin's face was dazed, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'll sleep here after you come back." Thanks for the bathroom. ”

You asked Raumi which prostitute girl she came to last night, the best.

"I didn't see ......," Raumi was depressed, "why bother looking for a woman like that, please consider me next time." She bows deeply to you bluntly, and sincerely pleases.

Find a professional to pay for it, find a witch to pay for your life, you can't joke with luck if you have important activities during the day today.

I had to ask Hathaway later.

The hall was still quiet.

·

Roberts Doug is too far away from the mission and is likely to sneak attack the enemy in the middle of the night, so he is not expected to return this morning, let alone the "Thorn Totem".

After all, the "Golden Crown" did not take on the task, so it should be relatively idle, so Fierdin tried to contact them as a senior adventurer at the job fair to show his face. But since yesterday afternoon, there has been no trace of the four of them anywhere, and the only news is that they left the city early yesterday morning.

Naturally, the Adventurers' Guild has no right to ask who wants to leave the city or where to go, but Fierting is very worried about the safety of the "Golden Crown", so it is better not to have anything happen. God knows what kind of weirdness Rachel is up to.

Soon after the door opened, an adventurer stepped into the door of the guild hall early.

The first to do so was Paul. Today was his last day guarding the guild, and it was to be expected.

The problem was that Paul was accompanied by a scantily clad woman, talking and laughing. Tell me the truth...... Why is this woman so familiar?

"President, it's morning!"

Rachel greets you, only to be greeted with a dumbfounded.

Fieltin covered her blushing face with one hand and pointed at Rachel, "Oh my God! Why are you dressed like this?

"No, the carriage we are in. ”

Although Rachel proudly replied, the three men behind her were all covered in black lines and did not say a word.

For safety, Michael held my left foot against the door, and Billy leaned over to hold my right foot, and Max Usley hung upside down on the back of the carriage to catch me if I fell. Well, it's really a good place to stand tall and look far away, and the mood is very comfortable!"

Rachel's expression was triumphant.

No, it wasn't called "sitting" in the carriage, all four of them were outside the carriage - Fielting whispered with his forehead on his forehead, there were too many slots.

First of all

Rachel's dress is very problematic!

A mage wears armor that isn't much stronger than a bikini!, doesn't she know that armor increases the chance of casting failures?

The overall tone is golden. The two breastplates in front of him are too small to cover their size, the belly and waist are not covered by half-cloth armor at all, the skin is exposed naked, the iron armor on the crotch seems to be very strong but only a small triangle, and the decorative short skirt that seems to be woven from some kind of metal thread floats on the side crotch and behind the back...... Not even half of the snow-white thighs could be covered;

Fingerless light gauntlets that protect the forearms and backs of the hands, light boot armor that protects the knees, neck bones, and feet, and light scarf-like neck and shoulder guards that protect the neck, throat, and even a little chin. The meaningless conservatism of these peripherals is more eye-catching against the skin in front of the body, upper arms, and thighs.

"Your armpits! your armpits are exposed, oh my!" Fieltin couldn't bear to look at him.

To be precise, there is no such thing as a "bikini" in this world, or even the concept of a swimsuit. Let's be honest, Rachel wears an iron underwear and is a mage. Mage!

Raumi covers your eyes with both hands and asks, "That's amazing...... The armor is so exquisitely made, how much does it cost?"

Yes, where did Rachel get the money?

Rachel was already tall, but now she shows off her figure, like a model. "Want to know what......'s going on? In our life journey to become S-class adventurers, it is inevitable that another legendary accident will occur. She said it was an "accident."

What did the four "Golden Crowns" Ganatha do yesterday? This matter has to start with a common saying - "There is only a thin line between genius and stupidity".

Originally, Meceusli wanted to take on the task of guarding the noble carriage, but you stopped them on the grounds that the mission was still suspicious.

But Rachel has no intention of giving up.

The magical idea jumped in her mind at high speed, snapping and catching people off guard: there may be traps in the escort mission→ I will stand next to the mouse trap and take the cheese→ I can still protect it if I stay away from the carriage.

Fielting held his forehead: "If you don't take the task, you won't be paid, isn't it in vain?"

"Ah......" Rachel stuck out her tongue, "I didn't expect that much." ”

Hey?

You notice that Natalie has followed her into the hall. She hides that she is more ...... than Rachel Lingerie-style armor that is easy to move, cramped and shy. Even the bow has been replaced with high-end goods.

The other three men also changed their equipment. Is this an overnight rich?

"Here!" Rachel excitedly reported the details of the mission to Fieltin, and although she didn't take the task at all, she pointed to the map and continued, "This is where the noble carriages must pass, so we rushed here early in the morning to take up the high ground and prepare to ambush the thieves. ”

Wait!Fieldin stopped, "Who told you there were thieves?"

"No?" Rachel stuck out her tongue, "Guarding the carriage, I thought there must be thieves!" "No, no, it could be a flying Harpy or other monster entrenched in the mountains. This is the magic horse logic.

Rachel: "It doesn't matter! Anyway, we hunted rabbits and waited for the wagon to pass by while we roasted meat on the top of the mountain. The scenery from above is so beautiful. Damn, forget to bring salt. Rachel gestured to Natalie, who was in charge of the rabbit hunt.

Fierting looked into the distance, imagining the image. Several people squatted on the high ground where the carriage had to pass, and they didn't know who was more like a thief.

Just like the details written in the order, at about nine o'clock in the scheduled time, a luxurious carriage appeared far away at the end of the mountain road. However, around the carriage were six or seven guards in guard-style armor, and they were fiercely competing with another group of mercenary-looking robbers of about twenty people.

Horse wars.

There are four archers on the roof of the carriage assisting in the counterattack, and it is speculated that they may have been former adventurers hired from the market.

This fierce battle at high speed on a rugged mountain road belongs to the type of high attack and low defense, and the casualties are heavy. With a wave of the giant sword on this side, even if it is blocked, it will fall from the horse's back to the valley; over there, a bow and arrow will be fired and the lightly armed archer will be injured and fall to the roof of the car; here there is a wave of "burning hands", and the frightened horses and people will step on the cliff together, and the people here will turn on their backs and directly trip several companions and roll down the valley together.

The terrain is extremely treacherous.

At that time, Billy asked, "Captain, what are we going to do?"

Meseousli pointed to the stone prepared in advance: "Smash!"

Then, all the thieves were taken away by Rachel's "greasy technique" in waves.

The narrow mountain road made a sharp turn, and the carriage and the guards had just passed, when a patch of oil suddenly appeared on the road. Originally, the "greasy spell" was a low-level spell that could only make the enemy slip, and it was not very lethal to mages. It is likely that Rachel is the first mage in history to be promoted by two levels with just "greasy technique".

Hearing this, Fieltin's mind conjured up the scene of strong, well-equipped mercenaries, who were screaming and leading their horses to slide down the valley at a sharp bend and die.

Fierting held the pen in his hand, not knowing what to record: "Uh, that'...... What about the stones?"

"Hold it high above the heads of these people, and just like that, it seems that it is petrified with people and stones. Rachel gestured to the three men behind her. Stone-throwing? No need.

afterward

Rachel became a good sister to the daughter of the Viscount family. Hearing this, Fierting directly folded the pen in her hand, and she couldn't accept that the plot unfolded too quickly.

The carriage belonged to the Viscount of another town, and the Viscount's daughter was favored by the Viscount of this town. The bad old man fell in love with a beautiful girl, and the result was naturally rejection. The daughter has something important to pass through here, and the resentful Viscount of this town will certainly not let go of this opportunity, and immediately hires mercenaries to disguise themselves as robbers to attack the carriage, trying to kidnap the daughter and forcibly marry. So, this commission did not go through the council chamber, but from the market.

The grace of saving her life, and Rachel's hearty personality (too much), quickly married Jin Lan with her daughter.

More than half of the guards were killed and wounded, while all four former adventurer archers were killed. Therefore, a lady who is ignorant of the world, a mage whose brain structure is like checkers, a few small talk directly deviates the topic: Oh, it's so dangerous, it's us who almost died→ fortunately we didn't take the task→ why did the guard live before the adventurer died? →Because of the gap between wearing armor and whether → armor is really important!

So the Viscount's daughter immediately gave the "Golden Crown" and Natalie each a set of armor, on the spot.

Heck, I'm a mage, wearing armor will hinder spellcasting→ learn to cast spells in armor→ if the armor was lighter.

So the underwear armor appeared, along with Natalie. It was very close to the manor where the carriage was going, and Rachel and the group ran to the aristocratic mansion to eat and drink, took several bags of gold coins, and made armor and weapons, and finally returned in the carriage this morning.

Brush,

Fielting tore up the paper in her hand, intending to re-record it until she could understand it.

You stared at the five people in front of you, who looked like adventurers after wearing clothes and delicate armor.

Max Usley was dressed in leather armor, arm guards and shoulder pads were all sturdy metal, and even the javelin was new, looking tall and mighty; Michael was dressed in light metal armor, with a new sword and shield, and his whole body was shining; Billy was dressed in sturdy black leather armor and night suit, and his dagger was +2, the boots were also replaced with high-end goods, and Natalie used the short cloak behind her in a vain attempt to cover her bare belly, and she was wearing a new set of light underwear-style armor, the bow seemed to be finely carved, even the quiver was widened, and there was a diagonal pattern.

Having them stand on the stage of the job fair should play a lot of publicity role.

Rachel readily agreed, and decided for the other four, after all, she was in excellent shape now.

"Ahh

Indeed, as a display piece, the equipment and appearance of these people are important. While you're thinking, Fieltin's phrase "Isn't this an underwear party?" doesn't come to anyone's ears at all.

It's not easy to do,

But after all, he has a high rank, and he seems to be somewhat famous in the town, so it's a pity that he doesn't come to power as an adventurer.

You still have a magic flail in your hand, what are you going to do?

A, lent it to Michael, after all, he is a warrior and will not take it back for the time being.

B, lent to Paul, for display.

C, leave it to the "Thorn Totem" if they can come back alive.

D, sell.

Rachel suddenly remembered something: "By the way, President, we met Sister Hathaway when we came in the carriage. She said—"Good idea!" and began to improvise costumes, including those of Fielting and Miss Raumi. ”

As for

What kind of temporary clothing it was, Fiertin, who was pale, probably guessed it.

E, let Fielting hold the flail?