"Ash, come here!"

Ash paced slowly over to the napping attendant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you want to apply directly for Intermediate Thief Designation?"

Ash shook her head, she just needed to cover up her identity as a thief, and she didn't care about registration.

Seeing this, Annottby unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingers holding the wallet relaxed.

Then, he banged the table and shouted, "It's dawn!" Wake up! Come over and get professional recognition! ”

"Huh? Yes? Oh! The misty receptionist sobered up for a moment, quickly accepted a silver coin handed by Annotby, narrowed his eyes again, and returned to his head in a state of slumping.

Annott muttered to Ash, "That's what our reception staff in Downtown looks like, the people in Midtown and Uptown are all beautiful girls, and the service attitude is good, where is it like us, whether it is the Mercenary Guild or the Thieves Guild, there are only men, and they are all men who are not good-looking." ”

When he said it, his expression was exaggerated, as if he was very regretful, but he still couldn't hide the slight melancholy in his tone.

Is it unwilling, sad, or helpless?

Shaking her head, Annotteby quickly adjusted, beckoned to Ash, and walked to the door below.

The occupation is identified as the smallest door No. 5, with a mess of targets erected inside the door, and a few locked doors at random.

Menfan, a hunchbacked old man with thin-haired hair and an ugly face, pointed to the targets and then to the darts on the platform.

"He can't speak, I'll explain."

Annottby picked up the dart and said, "There are a total of twenty darts here, you only need to be able to hit the target ten hearts, and you will pass the first level." ”

"So it's simple?" Pink Jingjing knitted small clothes in her hands, biting the thread in her mouth and muttering.

Nossi is also a little unconvinced, this is too child's play.

After thinking about it, he shook his head, maybe there is still something difficult down there?

The darts are traditional long strips, like a sharp nail carved into a piece of wood carved into the shape of a fusiform, and it is still a little prickly to the touch, and you can tell at first glance that it is a shoddy thing.

Ash didn't complain, pressed his finger on the dart, aimed it at the nearest target, and threw it with a whoosh.

A sharp glint flashed in the hunchbacked old man's cloudy eyes, maybe the gray was not conscious, but the hunchbacked old man clearly saw that her movements were perfect, her body was upright, her feet were close together, and her toes were at a ninety degree right angle to the throwing line, which was an action that only people who were familiar with throwing would do.

Each of the twenty darts hit the bull's-eye, and the hunchbacked old man seemed to be a ho-ho sound from his trachea, giving Annott goosebumps.

The next one is unlocking, which counts as long as any three of the doors can be successfully opened.

Ash looked at it, picked out two wires from the various tools used to unlock the lock, and chose three doors with a simple style, but not the oldest.

Hooking one wire to the flat side of the key and dialing back and forth with the other, she quickly opened the three doors.

The reason why Ash chose these three doors is because the older the lock, the easier it is to open, only two wires are needed, and no other special tools are needed, but they can't be too old, and the old locks are usually double locks, so she chose a simple but not old lock. For their killers, they never go around in circles about things that can easily achieve their goals.

The hunchbacked old man let out that ho-ho-ho laugh again, which was creepy.

He nodded, took out a sign with the word "qualified" from the pocket of his gray robe, and waved the two of them away.

Closing the door, the hunchbacked old man walked to the side of the guard's hut and took out a worn-out diary from a dusty corner.

The diary may have been gnawed by rats and lacked a few corners, but that didn't stop the hunchbacked old man from loving it.

As if he were his most beloved lover, he gently dusted off it, flipped it from back to front, and filled in the last blank space with the name of Ash.

Look at it again, the page that was turned over was densely filled with people's names, but most of the names had been crossed out with red ink, leaving a bright red.

When Ash got his hands on the Thief's Badge, even Nossisi was incredulous, "It's that simple? ”

"Humans are so funny!" Pink Jingle giggled, "As long as you can throw darts and pick locks, you can be a thief?" ”

"Then I can too!"

"yes, that's too easy, isn't it?"

This process disappointed both Pink Jingjing and Nosisi, who had been expecting.

"Ash, now you're one of our thieves!"

Annotby grinned and said, "If you want to learn the knowledge and skills of thieves, you only need to pay the corresponding fee and go to Gate 4 to learn." ”

"However, you are still only a thief apprentice, and if you want to move up the ranks, you must go to Gate 3 for a test after paying the fee."

"The official thief is identified as three gold coins, the intermediate thief is identified as five gold coins, and the high-level thief is identified as ten gold coins!"

"It's a money grab, isn't it?! The Thief is the most expensive of all classes except for the Wizard! ”

"But the test is really difficult, if you don't reach that level, don't take the test, because the results of each test will be recorded, and if you fail more than two times, the test fee will be doubled for the third time!"

"You're... What grade? ”

"Ah, me?" Annottby was embarrassed, "I'm just an apprentice thief. ”

In fact, as an official thief, Annottby is already qualified, but he is reluctant to recognize the large amount of money, and at the same time, he is worried that he will have to pay the fee again if he passes, so he works hard to save money, and is ready to participate in the intermediate certification at one time after learning various skills and reaching the level of intermediate thieves.

It's just that even if the thieves' guild learns the lowest skills, it costs a silver coin, and the burden on Annottebi is too great.

Wait, Annotby's eyes rolled, and Ash asked him questions, did it mean that she was interested in him?

So is now the best time for him to offer to worship her as a teacher?

The two walked to the door of the mercenary guild, and Annotby's heart beat faster and he was about to speak, but he was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Get out of here, get out of the way, make way for our lord!"

Annotte watched in displeasure as the servants and bodyguards of a fat-headed, big-eared man were yelling at the mercenaries.

"It's a nobleman!"

"Let him in."

For the mercenaries, the nobles who will come to the Mercenary Guild only mean one thing, that is, he is here to issue a mission, so they all get out of the way and let him walk with a smile.

The nobles have always been generous when they issue tasks, and often the remuneration for a task is worth a few months' income for mercenaries in the upper and lower urban areas, and everyone is very welcome to such task publishers.

Annotby pulled the ash to the side, buried his head, shook his head at her, and whispered, "That guy is Pol from Midtown, he is lazy and lazy, relying on his status as a nobleman, and often bullying civilian women, he is a famous cross-brow kid in Midtown." ”

"Oh my God, what kind of lazy do you have to be so lazy to grow like him?" Pink Jingjing said curiously.

Nossi couldn't help but laugh, Nabol was simply a pig in the shape of a man erected.

He groaned for a moment and said, "That Pol, maybe he has orc blood." ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"I remember the book saying that the Pigs were like that."

"Ah, speaking of which, the ears, the nose, and the strength are really similar."

Ash curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and she shared her knowledge with Pink Jingjing, knowing that the Pig clan was the pig clan, and the two simple elves didn't know that comparing humans to pigs was an insult, and they were still commenting on every part of Pol's body in a matter-of-fact manner, so that while Ash was looking at Pol, the corners of his eyes were also permeated with a trace of shallow emotion.

"Yo, isn't this Annoteby?"

The servant with Pol's nod and waist, with sharp eyes, spotted Annottby hiding behind the crowd, and greeted him loudly.

"What, you know?" Pol asked, looking up at his big belly.

"Hey, yes, my lord, we're from the same place."

"Oh, it's the slum."

The servant nodded and said, "That's right, that's right, it's that dirty, broken, poor and backward place. ”

"Hmph, the existence of slums is really a shame for our imperial capital, men are all soft eggs, women are sluts, children are all stealers, uh-huh, uh-huh, one day the emperor will eliminate this area."

"That's right, sir." The servant rubbed his hands together and said, "If it weren't for the great eye, my pearl would have been buried in the dust." ”

"Pugpug (laughing voice), that's good!"

The two of them were talking as if no one was around, and the mercenaries around them either bowed their heads, pouted, or were indignant, but no one dared to stare at the two.

Not only because of his bodyguards, but more importantly because he is an aristocrat.

In this world, the division of status is extremely obvious, and the nobles have the power to kill the poor at will, and even if they kill the commoners, they often only need to use money.

Even the most prestigious of the commoners of the three major powers, the Hiro Kingdom, could not jump out of the circle dominated by the rights and interests of the nobility.

Annotby's heart was annoyed, and her fists clenched.

Ash was beside him, and saw his bloodshot eyes, inexplicably, fingers gently caressing Seventeen's scabbard.

"Ash, those people are talking too much!" Pink Jingjing's little face wrinkled, covering her ears, very reluctant to hear the foul language of those people.

Nocisi snorted coolly, "Look, I'll just say that humans don't have good things, you still don't believe it." ”

"Nasty, that's not a human, it's an orc with Pig's blood!"

The Pigs, in addition to eating and sleeping, their biggest hobbies are gossip and broken mouths, and Pink Jingjing still thinks that human beings are kind by nature, and that kind of person is not a human being.

"Ash, Ash, you tell Annottby not to care what Pige says, not what Pig says, it's like... It's like..."

"Like a flower on a stone - not credible."

"Ah, yes, that's right, that's what I said."

Annottby tried to restrain herself from looking up, resisting her urge to rush out.

The servant's name was John, and he couldn't have been more familiar with him.

How could he not know the neighbor who was only separated by a door panel!?

Annotby's eyes seemed to see the two of them enduring the pain of being chased and beaten, hiding in a dilapidated house, and sharing the hard-won white-flour steamed buns.

Hearing that he was missing, he even borrowed money to go to the Midtown slave market to look for John, and for a whole week, he was saddled with a debt of fourteen silver coins.

Later, I almost broke my legs because I couldn't pay off my debts!

If it weren't for the Davids...

"Ah, Ash, Annottby is bleeding!" Pink Jingjing was keenly aware that blood was flowing from the lower lip that Annotteby had bitten.

"Ash, stop him!"

In contrast to Pink Crystal's anxiety is Ash's confusion.

What should she do in this situation?

"Hold his hand and comfort him!"

Ash thought for a moment, and reached out her right hand to cover Annotteby's clenched fist, and at the same time, she didn't forget to relay Pink Jingjing's words.

Annotby was stunned by the sudden coldness, and found that it was Ash's hand, and in surprise, he saw Ash's lips slightly open, and said, "He's a pig." ”

In an instant, Annotby's eyes widened, boss, and Pink Jingjing was even more blushing and dripping.

Saying that people are pigs, that's a curse, and it's rude to the extreme, usually everyone calls the pig elegant as Pig, only when the shrew scolds, the word "pig" will pop out.

Annottby never expected to hear such words from Ash's mouth, and his tone was steady, indifferent, and he lost his reaction completely for a moment.

Maybe it's related to Ash's past experience, and for more than half a month with her, they have always felt that Ash is the kind of woman who is cold and not very interested in things and things.

No matter how lively the place is, the air around her is always calm and unwavering.

But now, the cold, silent woman actually indifferently spit out vulgar market language, which was too strong in contrast, and made Annotby's eyes widen.

Then the corners of his lips curled, and his smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally he simply clutched his stomach and laughed.

Pink Jingjing had already covered her feverish little face and escaped, and Noxisi's cheeks were also pink, very embarrassed.

"Hahaha, yes! You're right, that's a pig! Let's ignore it! ”

Fortunately, John had already entered the Mercenary Guild with his "Pig" master, otherwise they would have had to trouble him when they saw Annott laughing at them.

The mission released by Pol immediately became a topic of discussion among the mercenaries, and the E-class mission - hunting the ground grizzly bear, but the bounty reached 10 gold coins.

"What a good pay."

"Yes, aristocrats are a luxury."

The mercenaries commented on their mouths, but they were not slow, and they submitted mission applications one after another, and they were all crowded at the window for a while.

It is clearly written on the mission board that Pol wants a complete bear skin, and only the first mercenary to peel off the whole bear skin and send it to the Mercenary Guild can get paid.

Ash looked at it and asked, "Don't they take it?" ”

Annotby looked at it and said, "Oh, those are our relatively large mercenary groups here, and they don't look down on such a small mission. ”

Ash didn't understand, didn't he say that 10 gold coins were highly rewarded?

Annotbye smiled and said, "Ten gold coins is a lot, but that's for one person. ”

"Although the Earth Grizzly Bear is a solitary magical beast, it is not so easy to deal with, and low-level mercenaries need at least two or three people to cooperate to kill it. Isn't the reward so high when it is distributed in this way? ”

"And ah, for those mercenary groups, instead of sending a few men out to hunt the earth grizzly bear, it is better to gather people to complete a large mission."

"Otherwise, the cost of treatment for the personnel alone may be more than that."