Seeing that Sid had already pushed the door open, Ian had no choice but to follow in, although he hadn't figured out the meaning of the pattern on the sign.

With the hoarse "dang chang" sound of the iron bell hanging behind the door, a man's low and lazy voice came from the black hole shop:

"Welcome. ”

Sid walked to the depths of the shop, where the sound came from.

It was only when his eyes adjusted to the darkness that Ian could see his surroundings clearly.

Although it was broad daylight, the backlit shop was still dark, with only a small dirty window facing the alley, and it looked like it hadn't been scrubbed for many days. There was an oil lamp lit on the counter, emitting a faint dim glow that barely illuminated the countertop. It could be that the inkwell and the glass were placed behind the oil lamp, casting huge shadows on the wall.

The shop was flanked by shelves, some empty, others stacked with armor, soft armor, and strange blades he had never seen before.

Deep in front of the store door is a counter, but the back of the counter is empty.

Looking around, Ian's attention was drawn to a scimitar on the shelf. It looked a lot like the one Dayns used, a style not seen in the Empire. The blade is slender, but it curves into a beautiful arc.

"Ian!" Sid beckoned him over at the counter.

Approaching the counter, Ian saw what was behind the counter. A middle-aged male raccoon man is comfortably reclining on a dirty couch. One leg is bent and rests on the other leg that lies flat. When Ian leaned in, he was yawning, as if he had just woken up.

Looks like that's the boss.

"What's the matter?" his chubby body stretched lazily on the couch, not seeming to be in a hurry.

"Boss, is there a way to deal with the corpse carp materials?" Sid put the bag full of corpse carp materials on the counter.

"Corpse carp?!" the boss was so anxious that he didn't even say a purr accent.

The chubby raccoon man fights one bear man after another - but unfortunately he can't get up from the couch. He rolled over and fell to the ground with a grunt, then quickly stood up. His eyes, which had been listless just a moment ago, were now wide open, and his eyes were shining as they stared at Sid.

The raccoon man habitually has a "purr" tail sound after his speech, as if he is afraid that others will not know that he is a raccoon man. In the past two days, Ian has been in Babel City, but at this time, he is directly confronted with a raccoon man, and he can't help but pay special attention to this strange language habit.

How could a cat man not have a "meow" at the end of a sentence, Ian couldn't help but wonder.

"It's all here. Sid grinned and pushed the bag on the counter. Ian can now deduce who he is playing based on his expression. At this moment, the soldier is back.

The raccoon man opened the bag and peeked in, and Ian felt like he was going to get his whole head inside.

"Oh...... Uh-huh...... "The raccoon man boss pulled his round head out of the bag and asked, "Is this your own grunt?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Don't lie to people," the raccoon man boss looked disgusted, "You guys have the white stone emblem around your neck, how can you deal with the corpse carp toolu at such a low level!"

"You're talking so much nonsense, are you going to do business or not?" Sid didn't bother to explain to him.

"Do you want to leave it to me, or do you have any custom requirements?"

"The skin of the corpse carp makes him a piece of armor that fits," Sid pulled Ian closer, "the core is of course used to amplify the armor effect." You can do the rest. ”

"Very good, very good, I haven't seen the material of the corpse carp for a long time! My hands are itchy...... Hmm-" The boss looked at the long sword at Sid's waist, "The bones and scales of the corpse carp are actually more suitable for processing weapons, you use a one-handed long sword, right?"

"He's using the one-handed sword," Sid said, unsticing it from his waist and placing it on the counter, "I need another two-handed sword." ”

"Understood. Guest, please come over here, measure your size and pout......" The stocky and chubby raccoon man came out from behind the counter, looking adorable. Ian had seen some subhumans in Black Hawk City, but it was the first time he had come up close to a raccoon man.

He caught a glimpse of the raccoon man's thick furry tail, dangling behind the boss's back, and his eyes couldn't help but sway from side to side.

"First time in Babel?" asked the man casually, measuring Ian's shoulder-width as he measured the width of his shoulders.

"Hmm. ”

"New, or newcomer mercenary Dulu, um," the boss turned to Ian's back and measured his height, "Imperial, this place is very different from your hometown, take your time to get used to it, Dulu." ”

He put away the measuring tape and walked back to the counter: "Most of the remaining materials are sharp, just leave this long sword, I have to think about how to make a dug." Then he added, "You're not in a hurry to get out of town, are you?"

"Well, will stay for a few more days. ”

"That's good, it's a rush fee. The raccoon scribbled notes on paper, "and I don't like to work overtime." ”

Sid smiled silently, thinking that this production fee still has to be earned by commissioning tasks, where is the expedited fee for you.

After leaving the store, Sid introduced to Ian: "This is a Warcraft material processing shop." If you need equipment, then choose not to exchange the materials for money, but to find them to do the processing. He gestured with his thumb to the processing shop behind him.

"Why them, is there any difference between them and the blacksmith?"

"Of course, the blacksmith makes swords and armor made of pure metal—your kind of blacksmith is a special case. But you shouldn't be able to get these Warcraft materials, right? Don't be violent and let them come. Fabricators can use materials to enhance the equipment made by blacksmiths and tailors, or they can directly use materials to make some finished products. It's worthy of the Federation, and now they can still find a processing shop, what have they survived all these years......"

"They're all psychic?" Ian had never seen a shop like this in the Empire.

"Tsk," Sid waved a finger at his finger, "handmade!, but don't underestimate their skills, especially the raccoons, who are naturally good at this kind of work." ”

"Don't dare, I'm just worried about our purse strings. Ian laughed, "It's almost dead." ”

"Don't worry, I've got you covered. What does the proverb in Black Eagle City say - if you want to slay a demonic beast, you must first sharpen your sword?"

"What a mess...... Ian suddenly furrowed his eyebrows, "We don't have weapons in our hands now, how can we go about commissioning?"

"Let's go to that manor first and find out the details. What weapons do you need to commission a pet?"

Ian felt a little relieved when he said this.

Seeing that the sun was already slightly slanting, the two immediately stepped up and rushed to Brad Manor.

Fortunately, the clerk at the reception counter in the guild had already marked Sid on the map, so that they would not get lost in this huge mountain town when they first arrived. But even then, it took a lot of work.

It wasn't until the setting sun reflected half of the sky that the two finally found Brad Manor.

It is located in the highland area on the north side of the city of Babel and has a towering wall comparable to a fortress. Ian walked around the city for a day and noticed that the buildings in Babel were unusually tall. Most of the buildings are made of stone, which looks solid and stiff, which is very different from the wooden structure of the empire.

"If you open a mountain and build a city, there must be a lot of stones. Sid didn't care.

Looking for the entrance around the road on the side of the manor, I felt that this manor was also ridiculously large.

"I'm starting to have bad premonitions. Sid, who had walked around the manor for a long time and had not found the main entrance, began to curse, "The rich in every country are a problem - if you have money, you have to build such a big place to live?"

Ian sighed softly: "Even if this dog doesn't leave the manor, I'm afraid it's enough for the two of us to look inside." ”

After turning another corner along the outer wall, they finally came to the main entrance of the manor.

On the large black fully enclosed iron door, there is a small metal nameplate that reads in elegant font: "Brad Manor".

Sid stepped forward and knocked on the knocker. After a while, there was the sound of footsteps behind the door, and then the small window on the iron door opened with a "click".

"Who's it, please?" a pair of small green bean-like eyes looked at Sid alertly from behind the small window.

Sid shook the power of attorney in his hand, and then handed it through the small window along with the letter of introduction from the guild.

"We are members of the Mercenary Guild, and we have received a commission from your mansion......" Before Sid could finish his words, the sound of the iron door being unlocked came and it quickly opened.

"It turned out to be a distinguished guest of the Mercenary Guild, welcome!" The owner of Mung Bean Eyes, a fat man dressed like a butler, greeted him.

Sid and Ian looked at each other.

"The two of you are together, right? please come with me, please come with me......" When Sid and Ian walked into the manor, the butler closed the iron door and led the way in front with a smile, "My master, Mr. Brad, will be very happy that a mercenary has finally accepted his commission." ”

Sid and Ian followed, looking out at the spacious front garden and the sprawling villa buildings in front of them.

What a rich man. Ian and Sid glanced at each other, exchanging a poor look.

"Has that pet dog been missing for a long time?" asked Sid.

"It's only been more than ten days...... It's strange that none of us know when Rumba slipped out......"

Rumba was the dog's name, and Ian remembered mentioning it on the power of attorney.

He was stunned: "Are you sure it's not in the manor?"

While they were talking, the butler had led them through the long stone path and the forecourt garden to the door of the villa.

"Ah, it's not particularly certain, but the chances of the master mobilizing all the servants, even the mistress herself, to be here after so long have been looking for them together in the manor, should be ......," the butler smiled with embarrassment, "of course, let the gentlemen judge for themselves." ”

"Ah, by the way, do you have any weapons with you, and if you do, please give them to your subordinates for safekeeping before entering the house......"

"We didn't bring any weapons, so we just came today to say hello and learn about the situation by the way. ”

"Understood, please come with me. ”

The butler asked the two of them to sit down on the sofa in the reception room, and at once put on a sassy face, arranged for the maid to serve tea and water to the guests, and then went to inform the lord of the manor, Mr. Brad.