The Witcher is the most stylish profession in Azerosi.

The Man Who Hunts Warcraft.

As soon as you hear the name, you are fierce and tough.

But the profession of a hunter is incomparable to that of a witcher.

Therefore, countless hunters continue to improve their strength, physique, and combat effectiveness, and want to become a demon hunter.

As a result, fewer and fewer people are willing to become hunters.

And Hantesmann, on the other hand, is a hunter.

It's not that Hantesmann is not strong enough, in fact, if he fights a third-order fighter head-on, Hantesmann won't lose.

It's just that because I'm too ugly, every time I go to the Witcher's Guild to apply to become a witcher, no matter how strong I am, I will be stuck in the interview.

Hantesman has a geometric face, a boxy nose, a horseshoe-shaped mouth, and jagged teeth.

One eye is large, the other is small.

There are even some lameness and hunchbacks, although not very serious, but with his appearance, these physical ugliness are especially obvious.

Hantesman had just sent a third-order demonic beast green wolf that he had hunted in the morning to the Demon Hunter Guild and earned twelve Silver Eagles.

Although he knew that if someone else captured a third-order green wolf and sent it to the Demon Hunter Guild, it could be sold for more than thirty silver eagles.

That's a normal price, and someone like yourself will be discriminated against everywhere.

Originally, there were more than thirty eagle-eyed monsters, and if they sold them themselves, they could only sell them and only get one-third of the price, which was also a very helpless thing.

But after so many years, Hantesmann has also gotten used to it.

At this moment, coming to the bar he frequented, Hantesman pushed open the door and walked in.

Many people in the bar saw that this ugly guy had come again early in the morning, and they all avoided him.

Although the bartender didn't want to deal with Khantesman, he was his own guest after all, so he had to go to the bar to entertain him.

"Hantesman, are you here? Want something? ”

"Rum."

The bartender immediately poured him a drink, then insisted on his professional smile and asked, "Hantesman, what did you hunt again this time?" ”

Although many people judge people by their appearance, they are still willing to listen to the story of Hantesmann from afar to tell the story of his hunting of monsters.

Hantesman picked up the rum and wanted to take a sip first, but smiled when he saw the anticipation in the bartender's eyes.

Said with a smug face: "I was really tormented last night, but fortunately I am good enough." Otherwise, a man must not only have strength, but also speed. Of course, the most important thing is long-lasting endurance. Last night's battle was really fierce and endless......"

There are people in the bar, and they listen to it with great taste.

And some people who have just entered the bar feel even more delicious when they hear Hantesmann's words.

Every time a story is told, it's when Hantesmann is happiest.

Even at this time, Hantesman himself would forget that he actually took off his mask last night, which frightened the limbs of the third-order green wolf on the other side, and then took the opportunity to attack.

However, the process is not important, what matters is the fruit of victory!

Although, one-third less of one's own fruit than others' fruit.

But that's the fruit too!

18 cm is the length, isn't 6 cm the length?

And just after Hantesmann finished boasting, the crowd began to drink their own.

The bartender also went to take care of other good-looking and non-ugly or even average-ugly guests.

And Hantesman was drinking alone, when suddenly, someone gently patted him on the shoulder.

At this moment, Hantesmann was so frightened that he didn't dare to look back.

I still remember the last time I was drinking at a bar, there were indiscriminate women who came to hook up with me.

As a result, as soon as Hantesman turned around, the woman fainted in fright, and finally lost money.

Hantesmann even wondered if the other party had come to him on purpose.

Since then, Hantesmann has developed a habit of never turning back.

Seeing that Hantesman didn't look back, the other party came to Hantesman's side, and said in a low voice: "Friend, I have a job here, ten silver eagles, you just need to help spread a message." ”

Hantesmann knew that there were people in bars, on the black market, looking for people to do this kind of thing, help spread some fake news, and then collect money.

This kind of thing is generally rarely found by people, after all, their appearance is too obvious, and no one approaches them.

I can't imagine that there is such a good thing to find me today.

"Yes! I dare to tell any news, even if you ask me to say that the princess is not born to the king, I dare to say it. ”

When the other party heard Hantesmann's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then whispered: "How do you know that this is the news." This morning, the king died violently. Then we were approached and asked to spread the word. But now in a special period, the risk is very high, and most people dare not take this job. ”

Hantesman stretched out his hand and said to the person next to him who was completely covering himself with a black robe: "I'm not afraid! Now you give the money, and I'll help you spread the word. ”

"Good!"

The black-robed man took out ten silver eagles and placed them in Hantesman's hand.

When Hantesmann saw the ten shining silver eagles, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

I worked hard for one night to earn twelve silver eagles, and now I can earn 10 silver eagles by lying and deceiving people and spreading false news.

This is simply the greatest irony of hard workers.

But Khantesmann took the money and had to work.

Seeing that there was no one around to talk to him, Hantesman looked left and right, and finally shouted directly in the bar: "I heard that the princess is not born to the king, do you know this?" ”

Originally, the bar was still noisy, but just as Hantesmann spoke, someone kicked open the door of the bar.

A group of guards from the royal city walked in.

There was a moment of silence as Hantesman shouted out the words.

Then, the guards who walked in were also stunned.

The captain of the guard stood up and said, "Recently, rumors have been spread that the princess was not born to the king. Do you have any people here spreading rumors? ”

At this moment, all eyes were on Hantesmann for the first time.

Hantesmann felt like he really was a [beep-] dog.

I'm just trying to earn 10 Silver Eagles, am I easy?

"Come on, come with us!"

As soon as the captain waved his hand, several men rushed up, put a sack on Hantesmann's body, and arrested him in prison.

In the process of arresting, the guards were worried about the sharp blades or other hidden weapons on Hantesmann's body, so they seized all the money from Hantesmann.

Hantesman never expected that the little days of Meizizi, who had hunted and sold the third-order demonic beast for money, should have spent the morning in the bar, and then went back to sleep, were gone.

However, now Hantesman does not know that fate's joke on him has only just begun.