Maddie City is the largest and most prosperous town off the coast of Beira.

There is a teleportation magic circle that leads to most of the large towns in the empire.

There are branches established by major guilds.

There are also various shopping streets.

From equipment shops frequented by adventurers to shops for everyday goods that ordinary citizens need on a daily basis.

This is the fief of the Earl of Kendivan.

Earl Kendivan, a veteran Imperial Knight, has made many contributions to the current Emperor.

When he is old, he returns to his family fiefdom to retire for the rest of his life.

at least three to four feasts among nobles per week;

two social dances on Saturdays and Sundays;

During the day, I played polo, and from time to time I learned martial arts with my son......

Such a life should be good.

However......

The earl's window, originally facing a mountain.

That mountain is called Mandela Hill.

It's a good mountain.

The ancestor of the Kendiwen family, who was divided by the empire until this time, the mountain was there.

That mountain has existed for more years than even the history of Maddie City.

One day, however, Count Thornrich Kendivan woke up.

He pulled back the curtains and pulled his muscles out of the window.

Breathe in the fresh air with the morning humidity outside the window and habitually gaze out at the scenic peaks of Mount Mandela......

Unfortunately, the mountain 'disappeared'.

Of course, a mountain peak does not rise from the ground for no reason and move itself to a nest.

Panicked, Sanrich Kendiwen immediately sent someone to investigate, and the results made him dumbfounded.

A 'nobody' who has never been taken seriously by him.

A noble family that has fallen at the end of the year, the heir to the waste wood that came out.

Charlie Violet.

This unfamiliar name has since entered the sight of the Earl of Kendivan.

The coast of Beira is known as the 'garbage dump' of the nearby aristocracy.

At banquets, the fiefdom lord of this place is often jokingly called the 'garbage lord' by the nobles.

However, it's this little-known little bastard.

I don't know what method was used, but the whole mountain was turned into a huge sinkhole!

The loyal eagle dog of the Empire, Kendiwen was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold.

The result of the investigation was inconclusive.

No one knows why, overnight, the protruding mountain became a sunken sinkhole.

Such great power must be extraordinary.

So, here's the question, Charlie Violet, the rumored waste of the famous imperial capital, will be extraordinary?!

The Earl of Kendivan immediately sent a letter to the Emperor.

During that time, he was worried every day.

It felt like sitting on top of a thousand fairy magic bottles.

It's too exciting, and I can't sleep every night.

Finally, he received a reply from the Emperor.

[Wait and see. 】

There are only four words, and the emperor's private seal is stamped underneath.

Those four words, let the Earl Kendivan, who swore allegiance to the Emperor.

almost broke out with a series of swear words to comfort his sovereign majesty.

Today, as usual, Kendiwen went to the tavern to recruit some spies.

He began to do this work after receiving a reply from the Emperor.

He found one of the most famous adventurers' taverns in the city.

Spend gold there and recruit some adventurers.

Let them disguise themselves as refugees and blend into their ideal country.

Then, from time to time, some intelligence was passed back.

As for why do you come every week to recruit a wave of spies......

When it comes to this, Ken Diwen is also bitter and can't say it.

The spies sent out were able to sneak into the Ideal Township every time.

At first, the news could come back in a day or two.

But, hell, within a week, all these spies were lost.

There was no news, leaving Kendiwen at a loss.

I don't know, whether they were exposed and slaughtered, or gave up the balance and ran away with the deposit.

The only thing he can do is keep going to the bar and recruiting spies who want money and death.

And then it keeps repeating, hiring people, losing contact, and hiring people again infinite matryoshka pattern.

Because there is no light in this matter.

It's the emperor's secret order again, so this matter must be done secretly enough.

The faithful Kendivan was worried about leaking the secret, and he did not want to leave it to anyone.

Especially his seemingly faithful servants.

There is no servant in this world who does not chew the root of his master's tongue.

If Kendiwen had believed them, it would have been this time tomorrow.

He sent spies to spy on the lord next door, and he could spread the word throughout the city.

The Earl of Kendivan, who was hands-on, was dressed up in a skillful disguise, as usual.

Let the coachman put him in the center of town.

He put on a black cloak and covered most of his appearance with a hood, and with his head bowed, he walked towards the adventurer's tavern.

The owner of the tavern is a retired mercenary with many scars.

Every summer, this boss only needs to wear a little 'cooler'.

On the exposed steel-like arms, you can see three or four scars from different weapons.

At this time, the boss came out of the back door, carrying two large kegs on his shoulders.

Kendiwen happened to be passing by and was seen by the boss.

"Hey! You're here again. ”

The arrogant Earl Lord would have disdained to talk to these inferior people.

But at one point, he was pestered by several thugs.

I haven't been on the battlefield for a long time, and I have been hollowed out by a luxurious life.

The veteran who once galloped on the battlefield was pressed to the ground and rubbed by a few gangsters who did not enter the stream.

I watched as one of the thugs raised a large wooden stick and was about to smash it down on Kendiwen's head.

At the critical moment, it was this tavern owner who didn't look like a good person, who came to his rescue.

As a knight of glory, Kendiwen expressed his gratitude after being saved.

I also have to pay out of my pocket and give this upright boss gold coins as a thank you gift.

However, the boss, who did not take this matter to heart, decisively refused.

The next day, the tavern owner received an official letter from the lord of the city.

It said that the lord of the city gave him a shop in a good location in the center of the city to open a tavern for free.

The old tavern, located on the outskirts of the city, was requisitioned by the city lord.

This is undoubtedly a pie-in-the-sky thing.

There was no reason why the boss wouldn't say yes.

Seeing the boss greeting him, Ken Diwen bowed his head coldly.

"Hey...... Thou hast come again to plague the poor ghosts. ”

The boss was familiar with him, so he couldn't help but complain.

Kendiwen: "...... At the very least, I'm paid well and worth what they pay for. ”

The boss shrugged, "But you're getting harder and harder to recruit people right now." ”

"Hey, I know that there have been 'gossip rumors' about you in my tavern lately."

Gossip, at first, was the first word to become popular among goblins.

Later, it became known to the loyal readers of the three magazines.

Nowadays, it has been widely circulated.

The boss caught up with the fashion and said to Kendiwen.

"Pass me on what?"

As soon as he heard the word 'gossip', Kendiwen was going to blow up.

Goblin three magazines, but anyone who has anything to do with this word will not have a good result!

For example, a legendary thief who is said to have an explosive X function; Another example is the high-level leaders of the Magic Association headquarters, those unspeakable chaotic relationships......

The Wizards' Guild is now busy electing a new president.

The old one is said to have listened to the gossip about himself, and he was angry.

In short, this year, I want to say that you have been gossiped.

In Kendiwen's cognition, that is basically the beginning of the sentence of your 'social death'.

"What can you say? It's all about the speculation of the people you've hired. ”

"Some people say that the people you hired are all dead."

"Some people say that you killed those people."

"In short, it's not a good word. I reckon you'll be able to hire one at most. ”

The boss said to Kendiwen in disguise as he walked.

"Why one?" Kendiwen frowned slightly.

The boss patted him on the back and pointed to an old drunkard in a dirty robe in the tavern.

"Because, there's only one face here today."

Kendiwen appeared.

Everyone shy away from him.

Obviously, the rumors about him in the tavern were terrible.

What the boss relayed to him were the more 'gentle' statements.

As usual, Kendiwen invited everyone to a drink and then began to shout.

"1000 gold coins, accept a secret mission! A confidentiality agreement must be signed, please notarize it to the gods! ”

At first, this quest was only 30 gold.

Then 50, 100, 200、...... Until now, no one has squeaked a thousand gold coins.

Money is a good thing, but it also has to be spent on it.

Who will do the 100% 'death' thing?

After waiting for a long time, no one answered, and Kendiwen was very congested.

He sullenly made it to the bar and complained to the boss that 'people's hearts are not ancient'.

"Phew, bullshit adventurer, you don't have any adventurous spirit at all, what else are you messing with? Why don't you go home and farm! ”

The boss smiled helplessly and invited him to a glass of honey wheat beer.

'Goo-dong', 'Goo-dong'......

Ken Diwen poured half of it in one go.

The boss gave him ideas while wiping the cup.

"Hey, do you see that dirty old man over there? You walk over and grab a glass of white wine, and that's all he ordered.

Then, talk to him.

This is your only chance, and if you miss him, you'll be in vain tonight. ”

Kendiwen put down the wooden wine glass and sighed.

Finally, as the boss said, he took a glass of Savac white wine and walked to the old drunkard sitting in the corner.

Everyone in the tavern looked at the drunkard old man with sympathy.

"Hey, want to make money?" Kendivan's fingers tapped on the table.

Woke up the sleepy old man.

"Huh? What the? Closed? ”

The old man's voice was loud, startling Ken Diwen.

"No, damn it, let me ask if you want to earn gold?"

"What?! How do you know I'm selling medicine?! The old man shouted by pulling his neck.

Ken Diwen: "......"

I'll go sell your medicine! Co-author: This is an old liar who sells fake medicines!

The old man began to dig out his dirty robe and muttered, "Hey, you can't get rid of the person who asked me to buy medicine anywhere." ”

"Ah, speaking of which, what medicine do you want? Listen to your voice, the age is not young, generally look for me at this age......

Yes! Do you want fresh dragon blood? Is that the super lich Edward, who drank aphrodisiac before his death? ”

The old man was so drunk that he spoke so loudly that the whole tavern could hear him.

Kendiwen's face turned green.

The bar was filled with wild laughter.

These laughter made Medivan's blood pressure soar as well.

"No!! I don't buy medicine! 1,000 gold coins, take a trip to the 'ideal township', do you want to do it? ”

As he spoke, Ken Diwen took out a large bag of gold coins.

'Hula' slammed into the tavern's old wooden table.

The tavern was instantly silent.

Everyone stared at the bag of gold coins and swallowed.

The old man's cloudy eyes regained a little clarity.

His eyes rolled.

"Do you mean the ideal township? Sounds good. He saw it in a loud voice.

It dawned on everyone in the bar.

Medivan covered her face with one hand.

Damn old drunkard, I really want to strangle him.

"Let's go out and talk."

Candiven grabbed the old man by the neck and dragged the man out, saying as he walked.

Sure enough, as the bar owner expected.

On this day, the great Lord of Medi City recruited only an old man with a big ear and a very loud voice.

……

The old man signed a non-disclosure agreement.

Then I slept soundly in the best hotel in the city.

The next day, a secret team escorted him out of Maddie City.

The old man sat in a splendid carriage.

He took out the gold coin pouch in his sleeve and checked it.

'Whoa', 'Whoa'......

The coins collide with each other and make an incomparably beautiful sound.

“…… Are people so good these days? He also sent me to my destination and paid me for my travel expenses. ”

"Tsk, good man~" The old man sitting in the carriage muttered loudly.

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