Chapter 267: A Warrior Who Wants No Money (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

That beastman is about thirty people, everyone is fully armed, the armor on his body is often damaged, and it is not like the players, who want to wipe every piece of equipment to be used as a mirror, and use animal fat to maintain the equipment when they have nothing to do.

After the stout beastman finished shouting, he looked around at the confused players, looked at the kobolds, goblins, and even goblins in front of him, he spat at the door of the adventurer's hall, and muttered to the left and right:

"What are these crooked jujubes? Can you recruit brave and fearless warriors here? ”

"I don't know, Captain, but they look very thin, and kobolds, goblins can also be warriors? These goblins don't look like goblin mages either. ”

A beastman lieutenant stood beside the stout beastman, also with a look of disdain on his face.

"Well, excuse me, do you have any services you need?"

The vicious-looking beastmen stood in the doorway and said a few words, and they were about to turn around and leave.

The succubus Evelyn originally thought that there would be a big order, but when she saw that the group of beastman warriors turned their heads and were about to leave, she hurriedly followed, and asked with a timid look.

"Get out of the way, we're going to find the real warriors. These weak chickens, you just let them play with eggs. "The captain didn't show a gentlemanly attitude just because Evelyn was a soft succubus.

Seeing that these beastman warriors were about to leave the Adventurer's Guild, the succubus Evelyn was a little anxious, the entire Adventurer's Guild was planned by Sherlock three days in advance, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he solemnly handed over the cause of the succubus Evelyn to his face, no matter what, Evelyn will also run the Adventurer's Guild!

Evelyn took a deep breath and was about to stand up and bravely stop these potential customers who were about to leave, when she suddenly found that dozens of people had walked in at the door.

All of them are well-equipped, their resolute eyes, and their walking posture alone can tell that they are extremely experienced in combat.

The goblins were blocked by a gang of goblins and kobolds.

These goblins and kobolds also have green characters on their heads, and underneath their names, the name of their guild, the Pioneer League.

These are all from the gods of the first test.

The leader is naturally Arthur, Umegawa Kuzi, Sylvanas and the four local tyrants with burning chest hair, as for hoe He, he is not a local tyrant, but because he has a good relationship with the local tyrant, he naturally stands together.

The two groups of people collided together in such an unexpected situation, and the thirty beastmen looked vigilantly at the large army of nearly 100 goblin kobolds in front of them, and then the leading beastmen looked at the leading Arthur.

After the eyes of the two met for a few seconds, the sound of discussion came from the players' side:

"What's going on with these beastmen? Why are you blocking our door? ”

"It's not going to be a smashing scene, is it?"

"Damn, smash the field? Really? ”

"It's very likely, after all, we want to advance the plot, the sudden appearance of the Beastman gang, we will destroy them as the embodiment of justice and so on."

"Then can I cut them now?"

"It doesn't seem to have a bright blood bar, so you can't attack."

"No matter, I'll try to cut it first."

Just as the players were talking, the Beastman leader suddenly laughed, and then, when Arthur and the others didn't react, he suddenly turned to the succubus behind him and said:

"I'm here to ask for help, where is the reception hall?" Can you take us to the reception hall first? ”

…………

An hour later.

"Thank you."

Xueba took a cup of brewed bloody chrysanthemum tea and put it in front of the beastman in front of him, and the beastman nodded gratefully, and then said:

"Well, do you have black tea?"

"I'm sorry, we only have bloody chrysanthemum tea here."

After speaking, Xueba sat down opposite the beastman.

And in the small room, it was already crowded with nearly thirty beastmen, all of whom were brought by the leader in front of him.

"So......" Sherlock sat across from the beastman:

"You're all from the same village, and you're not a mercenary organization, right?"

Sherlock was playing a computer game with Dogan in the Dungeon Lord's Hall, but the top student suddenly came over and said that he wanted to deal with something alone.

When Sherlock arrived, he saw the beastmen lingering in the parlor.

"That's right." The leading strong beastman nodded.

"And your armor......" Sherlock raised his hand and pointed to the armor on them.

"Ah, most of these were painted by us later, but they weren't really armor, a lot of them were just clothes, and as for the weapons...... the beastman put his axe on the table, and made a crisp sound:

"This is also fake, we just burned it out of earth."

"I see, so you people from the village don't stay in the village well, and what are you doing in disguise and running to the Adventurer's Guild like this?"

Sherlock frowned and kissed, after all, he was the client who came to issue the task, so their demands still had to be asked clearly, otherwise how could they serve them and earn their magic stones?

As they spoke, a quill was floating in the air, writing automatically on a blank piece of paper.

"These are not meant to deceive you, my lord." The beastman said sincerely:

"This is what we usually scare those who come to the city, you know, although we don't have to pay taxes if we don't live in the city, but we have to pay more or less attention to safety, so the old people used to engage in these fighting things to scare and scare beasts or something. But in recent generations, there have been few beasts left near Winterfell, and the real armor and weapons are too unmaintainable to use, so we're putting on these fake ones to pretend. I always feel a little safe when I wear it, after all, it's the first time we've been in town. ”

"yes, yes."

A group of beastmen nodded in agreement.

"Ah, why did you run in the first place?"

Evelyn the Succubus couldn't help but ask.

"That's because, when we came in, we saw a lot of people, and the weapons and equipment looked very good, and you have wooden tables, chairs and benches everywhere, and this wood is very expensive, right? We were worried that the asking price would be high in such an expensive place, so we were like looking for something else. ”

The beastman replied a little embarrassed.

"Then why did you come back again?"

After the succubus finished speaking, the beastmen hesitated for a moment, they look at me, I look at yours, or Xueba said on the side:

"I was probably shocked by the momentum and words of those goblin kobolds, after all, they all mentioned the point of using knives."

"That's right, that's right! Those people were so terrible that they said they were going to cut us in front of us, and I wondered if I misunderstood the reason why we came to smash the field, so I came back. ”

The beastman had a frightened look on his face, but he still asked one more question:

"They're just talking, they're not really attacking us, are they?"

"No, according to my research on those creatures, they will."

Xueba said to the beastmen in a very affirmative tone.

"Isn't there a garrison in the city?"

The beastman said with a look of surprise on his face, and Sherlock interrupted the conversation that was getting farther and farther away, and then said:

"Wait a minute, I still don't know what mission you're trying to entrust, if you need us to retrain you, or if you're planning to buy a batch of weapons and armor?"

"No, neither, my lord." The beastman looked worried:

"Actually, it's us who have received a threat from a group of ogres, and we hope to find warriors who don't want money to protect us!"

"Don't want anything?"

"No money!"

(Ask for a commuter pass recommendation ticket)