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You solemnly refused to increase the reward for the mission.

"Yes, I'm sorry, President, I ......" Fierdine bowed to you and apologized.

The shield man looked at the one-handed sword man and the female archer, as if no one had any intention of trying to negotiate any longer.

"The new president seems to be a tough man. ”

"It may also be an eye-opener for money. ”

"Either one won't stay long, hehe. ”

The Thorn Totem laughed a few words and then turned away, it was hard to tell whether their expressions were sad or unconcerned, the only certainty was that one of the four was mute.

The Adventurer's Guild opens at 6 a.m. and closes at 6 p.m., so even if the seasons change, they don't change much. There is no break at noon, and no break means that the employees certainly do not include you.

The actual business situation is similar to expected, and it is very deserted.

Because there were only two rookies who signed up all morning, and the "Thorn Totem" came to take over the task, it was very idle, so Hathaway gradually chatted with Fiertin. In front of you, there are two fairly normal girls - one is polite and gentle, the other is fluent and intellectual...... Importantly, the latter actually had the audacity to show his neck?

"The dishes are very well balanced. Did you prepare it yourself?"

"It's a pleasure to cook. ”

Fielting silently opened the lunch box he had prepared in advance. A light blue floral cotton cloth wraps a sky-blue wooden lunch box, with meat and vegetables, and a blueberry on top of the bento. When she tore open the bread with her little hands, she was shocked to see blueberries crowded inside, so numerous that one wondered if it was blueberry bread or bread blueberries. Silently, she pulled out a blue potion from her pouch - definitely a large bottle of magic potion, but the liquid inside might just be ......

Hathaway leaves Fiertin's side and comes to you.

Silently,

Silently,

Staring at you without speaking, and then out of nowhere someone's grunting foreign accent came from, or maybe Hathaway's ventriloquism.

Hathaway looks at you seriously.

"President, the Dragon Pavilion across the street is a tavern frequented by adventurers. Before you get the guild crowded, it's up to me to order a drink and a table full of food disguised as regular guests, and then gather information about the guild's opinions, rumors, monsters, potential newcomers, and so on. Don't worry, if you don't have an appetite, I'll take care of it all. ”

Directly opposite the Adventurer's Guild Hall is a tavern called the Dragon Pavilion.

When the guild was in its prime, the Dragon Pavilion was once crowded with countless excellent adventurers, full of dreams and hopes, but now it is more of ordinary guests and original adventurers who take on private work here. There will always be people to earn a living for, and there will always be missions that you don't have to do for you, whether the guild survives or not.

Squeak,

You push open the door of the Dragon Pavilion. Before entering, I saw two familiar figures through the glass of the door—Rachel and Maxusley.

They didn't seem to look good, especially Rachel.

With her elbows on the table and her forehead weakly placed in her palms, Rachel whispered after a long, long time, "...... I treat you as a friend, and you actually slept with me. ”

"It's a miracle that your parents are still building on your kind of gambling luck. Having said that, Methiusley's face was cloudy, not at all like he had just hugged a beautiful woman.

"It's weird......"

"Huh?"

"It's so weird......"

"What?"

"Your face didn't scare the slimes away. ”

Max Usley stood up and was about to leave, when Rachel grabbed him by the belt and shouted, "I was wrong!"

Max Usley looked annoyed, and Rachel seemed to be in a worse mood. After a while, Rachel mended, "...... You've lost all your money, so you should at least pay for your meal before you leave...... I was wrong!" She immediately grabbed Methiusley by the belt, preventing him from getting up and leaving.

Lying on the table with her face buried deep in her arms, Rachel cried, "...... What, I originally thought of the team name. How domineering it is to call the "Golden Crown", sooner or later we will also become the legend of the adventurers. Really, the president. ”

Maxusley rested his cheek with one hand and looked into the distance: "'Gold' is suitable, 'Crown' is not." ”

Oh no—— Rachel suddenly felt a little nauseous when she heard it.

“...... Now it seems that fortunately the team was not formed, otherwise the team would have to be renamed. "Gold...... Face shields?"

"Don't, shut up, don't say any more!"

Rachel retched even more violently, leaning sideways and almost literally throwing up, her face even turning a little green. Looking in pain, she wiped the corners of her mouth, adjusted her chaotic breathing, and finally gave her weight to the back of her chair, staring at a stain on the ceiling in silence.

Maxusley snapped his fingers and counted something, "You're a little early. ”

"How could it be yours!"

"Whose is that?"

"It's a slime! no!" Rachel stood up and slapped the table with her palm, causing a tinkling sound from the barely touched plates of food on the table, "That's right! I did know in advance that these slimes wandering in the sewers were deliberately stocked by the council hall to clean up the town's filth, but no one told me that they tasted golden, too! There were still fresh, fresh ...... on my tongue, in my nose, and even in the depths of my throat Ahh

Maxusley touched Rachel's head,

Rachel slapped the other hand's hand away.

"It's my man who has to protect me, really!" Rachel said, literally in tears, "Why did the slimes jump up suddenly? Why did the slimes suddenly stick to my face? Why did the slimes try to get into my mouth and nose? Next time, you go and taste them, woo woo woo ......"

Max Usley covered his face with his hands, looking desperate: "I didn't expect the javelin to be completely ineffective against the slime, and then the torch was actually shot down by a vampire bat and fell into the sewage." ”

"The offensive spells I only prepared were completely insufficient. ”

"It's good to come back alive. ”

"There are two left...... Thankfully, the mission has no time limit and can only be resumed tomorrow. Rachel was in the middle of her sentence when she suddenly came to her senses and looked up at Max Usley, "Or, I can get the spell ready tonight and go again tonight?"

In unison,

They muttered, "I need a companion, at least a front row, or a mage." "It seems to be very tacit.

It seems that Max Usley and Rachel have no appetite for this lunch, especially Rachel.

Hathaway ordered the more expensive meals, and then ate intently in an elegant way comparable to the daughters of nobles, obviously savoring small bites with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, but it was as if a wolf in sheep's clothing was brutally gnawing on bear meat. How to describe it, quite an elegant but imposing way of eating?

A drop of oil was splashed on the spectacle lens.

Jade put down her fork and pointed to the tavern counter.

"Now, that's the boss, and we're a competitor. In the past, when the three generations of presidents were in office, the old taro worm with a fat brain and a scruffy beard secretly transferred various tasks mainly from the market here, and now, it is even more blatant. Hathaway said as she lowered her head and ate, as if she had two mouths, "We have no right to stop him from doing this, we can only play fair." Well, did I just say fair play? Correction: Strength crushes that old mange. ”

"We have two absolute advantages that he doesn't have - the Guardian and the Council will only be entrusted to our regular Adventurers' Guild, which is the main reason why the Thorn Totem will stay. Most of the commissions from the Guards and the Council are more valuable than the market, both in terms of money and prestige. ”

You nodded.

"You get the idea, the market, the guards, the council hall, these are the three main sources of mission entrustment. ”

You nodded.

"Do you really understand?"

You nod and nod again.

"Hmm. Hathaway wiped her mouth, smiled coldly at you, pointed her finger behind her imperceptible sleeve to your side, and said in a low voice, "Dear Elder, if you die, I will hire someone to paint you with a ruddy face." ”

Suddenly, a fat hand is placed on your shoulder.

You look back and you're a well-nourished man, dressed in bright and luxurious clothes, with three huge gemstone rings on his fingers shining with dazzling light.

"Hello, new President. The man bowed slightly to your chest with one hand, but bit the word "new" very hard, "It's an honor to meet you." Let me introduce myself, I am the Speaker's cousin. ”

Hathaway nodded imperceptibly, indicating that the other party was indeed the cousin of the town council speaker.

"There are a lot of nobles in the president, so I have something to say bluntly - this is a level 6 ...... next to me."

"Level 7. ”

"Baron Roberts Doug of a level 7 mage. He is very interested in casting spells, and he is even more interested in becoming an adventurer, I wonder if the elder will be willing to take care of it?" the Speaker's cousin squeezed out the folds that had been hidden for a long time on his fat face as he laughed.

The "Baron Roberts Doug" in front of you is a gloomy black-haired man with a thin body of about 1.7 meters and deep dark circles under his eyes, who coughed three times in just two minutes, and seems to be not in good physical condition. He wore an exaggerated, blood-red high-quality burqa for fear that others would not know that he was a mage, and his hands clenched the long cedar staff as if he were holding a cane. Perhaps, if someone kicked the end of the staff, the Baron would fall to the floor with him.

Hathaway broke the silence and answered, "Excuse me, what does the Baron want?"

"Ahem, that's it...... Ordinary registration as an adventurer is fine. If you can trust the Speaker's cousin, you will be exempt from identifying the crystals. I...... The aristocracy values privacy more than you ordinary people. ”

"Register directly, right?"

"You're very good, Miss Secretary. ”

Before you could respond to this, a man in guard armor from the entrance to the tavern reached out to greet you from afar. He is a burly man about 1.8 meters tall, very strong and even his facial features and gestures look rough.

With a snap, the burly man patted the upper arm of the speaker's cousin, perhaps because the strength was not well controlled, and the latter frowned deeply as the fat meat sounded a crisp sound.

"My lord, long time no see. Why? Talking to the Elder? I don't need to avoid it?" After receiving a silent response, the burly man turned to you and introduced himself, "Gregor, get to know me, I am the vice-captain of this city. The so-called vice-captain naturally refers to the "guards" and cannot be anything else.

Hathaway nodded imperceptibly, indicating that the other party was indeed the vice-captain of the town's guard.

The vice-captain also brought a man with him.

He is only 1.65 meters tall and thin, and the dark circles under his eyes are set off under the small eyes that are constantly turning and looking a little sharp. The scarf around his neck should not be a scarf, but more like a mask that has just been removed. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary cloak, but it is cloth armor with layers of cotton sewn together, and the only equipment on the body, which is also as expensive as the crowd, is shoes.

The deputy captain of the guard stretched out his hand to you, shook hands and introduced, "This is my brother-in-law, William. Let's put it bluntly, this bastard is idle all day long and doesn't do business, I don't catch it or not, I have a headache! If the elder can help take him in and give him something serious to do, I can also give the captain an explanation, and save my wife from breaking thoughts. ”

"Oh thank you, I'll have you a drink another day. ”

Before you agreed, the vice-captain had already begun to thank you. The words "please drink" sound perfunctory, and I am afraid that this day will not come.

Before you could reply, Hathaway whispered, "President, lift all the brain cells you forgot in your crotch to your neck." If there is no hidden secret, the two people can register on their own without special favors. Accepting it is trouble, and if you dare to refuse, it will be even more troublesome. The Guardian is the official armed force that controls the entire town, but the Adventurers' Guild is strictly only an intermediary organization operated by the people, and the Guardian is not sure to find an excuse to catch adventurers indiscriminately and go to jail. The Council Office is responsible for approving most of our related procedures, including the maximum number of employees...... Did I say that the Council would give us a weekly allocation? Okay, now I said that. ”

Think clearly—these three words are Hathaway's advice for you.

Now five people and ten eyes are staring at you.

A, receiving Baron Roberts Doug, rejects William.

B, receiving William, rejects Baron Roberts Doug.

C, all received.

D, all refused.