The next day, Monia was awakened by a noise. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Where is this?

The little girl looked up in a daze.

Blue sky, white clouds, warm breeze, noisy pedestrians......

Wait a minute! Pedestrian? Here it is...... On the street?

It's like being poured with cold water, and the coolness spreads down the spine to the whole body. Monia came to her senses in an instant, and then her little face immediately turned red.

- Now she is being picked up by Eronica and sits in the girl's arms, wrapping her hands around each other's necks like koalas, her nose almost touching the girl's delicate skin, and she can smell the girl's fragrance with every breath, and feel the girl's heartbeat and warmth.

Is...... It's a shame.

The little elf, who boasted of having a mature soul, subconsciously buried his head down, but accidentally touched a soft place. The memories of her past life, while telling her what this softness was, also inflicted a greater sense of shame on her.

Then, she looked up, her crimson eyes almost dripping.

"Aini...... Can you put me down? ”

She stared at the mercenary girl and said timidly.

"Ah, little Monia." Eronica replied in a cheerful voice, "I'm going to the Mercenary Association this morning to register you as a mercenary, but seeing that you sleep so soundly, I can't bear to disturb you, so I can only take you out." Still, it's unbelievable, Monia you're so light, and I can barely feel your weight except for your body temperature and breath telling me about your presence. ”

"Body temperature and respiratory ......"

The little girl muttered, wondering why she felt her breath become even shorter.

"One more ......"

"Huh?"

"It's not okay to sleep without a quilt in your clothes, Monia!"

"Hmm......"

With another wave of shame, Monia felt small bugs writhing all over her body, and she bit her lip and repeated, "Aini...... Can you put me down? ”

"What's wrong?" Eronica gave her a strange look and touched her forehead, "It's a little hot, is it a fever?" Little Monia, tell me if you're uncomfortable, don't hold back. ”

"No, no...... It's just a little ...... Well, I don't fit in. Monia subconsciously looked away from the girl's concerned gaze, "There's nothing uncomfortable." ”

"What a non-frank child." Aronika sighed, "I'll carry you to your destination like this." ”

"Huh? Yikes!" Before Monia could react, she was held in the arms of the other party in a different position - the hug method that was previously known as "princess hug" in the world.

At this moment, there was nothing left in her mind but that.

- What a shame!

When Eronica walked to the door of the Mercenary Association with the little girl in her arms, Monia finally knew why the mercenary girl would insist on carrying her through the whole process of mercenary registration.

Because, there are too many people.

Dozens? Hundreds? I can't count them, and the vast hall is densely packed with people, people next to people, people crowded with people, and you can't see the edge at a glance. If someone dragged her away in this place, she would not be able to see her poor little body in this noisy environment, and no one would be able to hear her screams.

This is now the Mercenary Association.

Monia frowned slightly, in the memory of her previous life, the mercenary guild after a thousand years was certainly a little messier than the adventurer guild, which was mainly oriented to the upper echelons, but the basic neatness was still retained. The whole association is well organized and orderly.

Today, I realized how bad and backward the management level and service level of the mercenary association without competition were before the emergence of the adventurer association.

There was a little bit of disappointment.

This disappointment is due to the fact that she doesn't know that the current mercenary association has basically nothing to do with the mercenary association in later generations.

The basic framework of the current mercenary association is based on a mercenary platform built by the merchant federation to protect its own interests, even if its potential is later recognized by the royal families of various countries, absorbed into the national system, and directly governed by the emperor, it cannot change the weak status of mercenaries.

After all, mercenaries are just knives, and no matter how good they are, they are just knives.

No one cares about the life or death of mercenaries, hire them when they need them, and abandon them when they don't need them, it's as simple as that. At the beginning of the Chaotic Era, the status of mercenaries was like this, such lowliness, such lowliness, even the treatment of the three major mercenary groups in Mastan was much worse than that of the regular army.

Who would have thought that the bloody and cruel world was about to sweep across Aarens, and as the largest military organization on the continent, the "Mercenary Group" would play an important role on the stage of continental history.

History will turn a new page in this era.

Monia doesn't know the history of mercenaries, and that doesn't stop her from judging the trend of history.

-- Chaos is coming, and only strength can redeem it.

Monia is working on this. However, now she is lying in the arms of the girl, enjoying the long-lost warmth, and she is hesitating whether to slow down and become stronger.

"Let's go this way." Eronica blinked, "In the Mercenary Society, I have some privileges. ”

The mercenary girl walked into another door with the little girl in her arms, a small door that was much more delicate than the main gate. There are far fewer mercenaries here than in the hall, and the pointed ears of the elves don't show too much malice.

Somewhat surprised, Monia looked around and asked, "This is here?" ”

"This is the Warrior's Zone." Eronica replied, "Warlords are privileged among mercenaries, no, they are treated differently from mercenaries than privileges. The Royal Mastan divides the Mercenary Association into two sections, one for mercenaries and the other for professionals. ”

"Originally, the first time a professional registered, he also needed to take the first test in the mercenary area." The girl smiled, "But it's much more convenient with me as a vouch, you can skip the first step of the test and go straight here for the professional test." ”

"Alright, here we go." After a few steps, Eronica stopped in front of a door, bent down to put the little girl down, and gently tapped on the wooden title page. After a while, a not-so-young voice came from behind the title page: "Please come in." ”

The mercenary girl pushed open the door and led Monia into the room—it wasn't big, but it was clean and empty because of its simple arrangement. The owner of the room, an old gentleman with silver hair, pushed his glasses: "Are you here to be a guarantee?" Little girl. ”

"Yes, sir." The mercenary girl bowed, "I'm vouching for this friend of mine and want you to take a career test for her, so I'm sorry for you." ”

"Fill out this form first." The old gentleman handed over a form and looked at the girl deeply, "It's rare to vouch for such a small elf." ”

"We're friends." While filling out the form, the girl replied.

"Oh?" The old gentleman was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any further, but sighed, "If only I had the courage of you when I was young, little girl." ”

He glanced at the name on the form and said, "It turned out to be the daughter of the 'One-Eyed', and that little bastard could not have imagined that he would be able to give birth to such a beautiful and courageous lady. ”

Next, he couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the mercenary girl's occupation filled in the tester column: "Little girl, I have to warn you, my test is very strict, even if you are the daughter of the 'one-eyed' kid, I will not release water on your friend." ”

"Rest assured, Lord Ramoses. Monia is a true mage. Eronica seemed to enjoy the old gentleman's look of surprise, "Yes, you heard her right, she's a real mage. ”

"This ......," the old gentleman subconsciously wanted to veto, but finally sighed, "maybe, alas, I really envy the world of your young people." ”

After Eronica handed him the form, he nodded and looked at Monia, "This ...... Well, this little young lady, come for me, and I'll test your spell level. ”

The little mage looked at Eronica, and the girl looked at her encouragingly. She nodded, and gave it to the old mage who was walking in front. Yes, this old gentleman is a mage, and judging from the aura of the ether on his body, he should be a senior mid-level mage.

A short time later, she came to a shooting room.

"Here it is, this is where mage qualifications are tested." The old mage said with a blank face, "You only need to stand in front of the pair and put three fireballs on the puppet to pass the level." As a hint, three standard fireballs, this puppet is sensitive to the destructive power of fire, so don't use modified spells, although modified spells are more useful in some situations. ”

"Just testing the fireball technique?" Monia asked with some disappointment, this is really the most untechnical test, no wonder the mercenary association and the royal family's certification of mages are not recognized in the school - this kind of test does not test the most important wisdom of a real mage.

"Yes, just fireballs." The old mage said sarcastically, "The low-level mage has three fireball techniques, the middle-level mage has three big fireballs, and so on, those laymen test the mage only to test the mage's destructive power, and the power of the mage's spell determines the mage's rank, isn't it ridiculous." ”

He didn't expect Monia's answer, and continued, "I dare say that if they go to train mages, they will only cultivate this kind of war tool. I'm just teaching an apprentice who can only play magic tricks, and he can defeat these spell machines that can only cast spells. ”

After hesitating for a while, the little mage still asked: "Listen to what you mean, the royal family is also cultivating mages?" ”

"That's right. Cultivating those spell machines, they intend to form an army of mages. The old mage noticed Monia's surprised expression, "Yes, you heard it right, a mage's troops. They plan to conduct a comprehensive census of the growing teenagers in Mastan, and then collect children with an aether affinity, militarize them, and make them magic-wielding soldiers. ”

"It's ridiculous." Monia imagined for a moment and said, "They will never be able to cultivate a high-level mage, and a mage who only knows how to cast spells and does not understand the aether can only stay at the most basic level, no matter how good their talent is, it will be used in the wrong place." ”

There was one thing she didn't say, though. Although the broad prospects have been sacrificed, it is just that if there is really such a force, it should be able to be like a fish in water in such a troubled era as the chaotic era. All of them are mages, even if they are all the lowest-level junior mages, in the early days of the Chaos Era, when the archmages were still in hiding, it was really difficult to find an opponent.

The thought was just a moment, and she began to prepare the spell, thinking that it was a bit too far away, so she had better deal with the test first. This test is quite simple for her, her mental power is very strong among low-level mages, and if she is given a high-grade meditation room, she can even advance to success in three or five years.

That's why she's in a hurry to head to the elven colony.

Thirty-six scales passed in a flash, and in the old mage's astonished eyes, Monia had successfully blasted through the three dolls - yes, not to hit but to blast, Monia's spells were impeccable in their power in the same violent style as Monia.

"Looks like I'm really old." The old mage looked at Monia in a daze and sighed, "You are already a low-level mage at such a young age, what a ...... Is...... Hey, I wish you to go further on the path of the ether. ”

"Thank you." Monia nodded, "May the ether take care of you, too." ”

Next is the time to fill out the form, this form is nothing special, just the entry of the basic information of the mercenary, so that Mastan can grasp the relevant dynamics of the professional. It's just that there is one thing that makes the little mage very difficult, and that is age.

How old is it?

Monia's real age is more than three hundred, but as soon as you fill in her real age, and compare her photos, the fact that she is not an ordinary elf will be exposed. The little girl, who had no choice but to fill in a number, because her upbringing was also abnormal in the eyes of the elves, filled in her age a little lower, only sixty years old, which is equivalent to six years for humans.

After that, it's just a matter of waiting.

Waiting for the start of the duel.

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