"Dear Lord Sherlock, it is true that many elites have been registered in our special talent market recently, but it is impossible for a servant who is proficient in combat skills to only accept twenty magic stones per month." The succubus lady behind the glass window tried her best to make her tone as gentle and kind as possible: "Actually, just hating this kind of sewing monster is already twenty magic stones a month, and you also know that the ones we include here have always been the elite of the elite, and if you have twenty magic stones, it is really a little too little." ”

"To be precise, I'm not looking for minions who can master combat skills, but minions who can make goblins proficient in combat skills, or trainers. Don't look at me like that, I know it's a bit strange to make a goblin proficient in combat skills, but this is also a special talent, that's why I'm here to ask for help, please help me post this recruitment, anyone who is confident in training a goblin to become a warrior and is willing to accept a salary of twenty magic stones a month can contact me. ”

Sherlock said patiently.

"Lord Sherlock, according to the regulations, we can't give you the recruitment information for a monthly salary of twenty magic stones, and the cheapest salary is more than two hundred magic stones." The succubus lady looked a little embarrassed.

"Don't say anything about the rules, I always thought that with the friendship between the two of us, those rules and regulations should be nothing at all." Sherlock gently stared at the succubus lady in front of her, the succubus sister was a little shy by Sherlock's staring, turned her head slightly, and the shy one seemed to be dripping blood, so she said:

"But Lord Sherlock, this is only the second time we've met......"

"The first time we met, you sold me a dungeon where even the core was abandoned, and the second time we met, I asked you to help me with a recruitment advertisement, which is not too much!" Sherlock slapped the table and said as a matter of course, "But you didn't sell your good dungeon, but you came here to be a receptionist?" If you sell a dungeon, the salary should be higher, right? ”

"Then you have to sell the dungeon to make money, since I sold the dungeon, it has also become a business for Lord Sherlock, although the dungeon business has been quite hot recently, but I don't know the unspoken rules at all, the dungeon that can be sold in my hand is either has been crusaded by the surface world, or it has long been abandoned, such a dungeon except for Lord Sherlock, there is no possibility that there will be a second person to buy it! Because the dungeon has not been sold, I can't get the intermediary fee, and I have no source of life at all, and being a receptionist here is the last way out! The succubus lady said as she spoke, her eyes already filled with tears of grievance.

"Since I'm the only guest you've ever taken care of your business, shouldn't I be more likely to do me that favor?" Sherlock said as if he hadn't seen the succubus's tears.

The succubus saw that Sherlock was unmoved, quickly collected his emotions, looked around and no staff noticed this, and said to Sherlock in a low voice: "Yes, yes, but Sherlock, your salary is too low, I can't help you post the recruitment information directly, if the guild sees it, I don't even have this job, I will help you pay attention to it privately, if there is a suitable candidate, I will let him go to your dungeon to find you." ”

After the succubus lady finished whispering, she then looked at Sherlock's satisfied look, and then asked:

"But why did Lord Sherlock train goblins to be warriors? Can goblins do anything other than the manual work of mining and transporting? If you need combatants, the fledgling dungeon can opt for goblins, who, although close relatives of goblins, are much stronger than goblins in every way and are not expensive. ”

Sherlock knew that this was the succubus lady who was suggesting that she should not waste time on the goblins, anyway, she was also well-intentioned, but those goblins were not ordinary goblins after all, but players from another world, diligent and not working, where to find such a good free labor, if it only costs twenty magic stones a month, you can get a stable hundred free labor, Sherlock is still very happy.

Sherlock did not answer the succubus's question directly, but thanked her for her kindness, and once again told her to help her find a special talent with a monthly salary of twenty magic stones as soon as possible, and to be able to teach the goblins to become warriors.

It's just that when he left the special talent market and planned to return to the dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom, he heard Blue's voice:

"Lord Sherlock, as your faithful servant, I feel compelled to make some suggestions."

"Put!"

"I think it's important for you to find an assistant who can help you with trivial chores such as procuring items, hiring workers to upgrade buildings, etc., otherwise it would be too much trouble if you would always have to travel back and forth in person?"

Blue said.

"You have a point, but a competent assistant needs a salary, and he has to rent a house in Winterfell for this assistant, and he will have to pay for his three meals a day, so just thinking about it I decided to use the teleportation scroll, or just walk."

Sherlock said seriously.

"You're really ...... Life is simple. Blue sounded a little helpless, and then said: "Then you can also try to save money, such as recruiting part-time jobs, is that the succubus lady before the same sales lady who sold me to you?" I think she's a good one, and I can try to get in touch with her if there's a chance, but what if she's willing to help out? ”

After listening to Blue's words, Sherlock thought about it seriously, and felt that this could indeed be operated, if he could find the natives of Winterfell to work part-time, it would indeed be more convenient than going back and forth by himself, but the premise was to have a good relationship with those shops, so that they could support the way of cash on delivery, that succubus lady was a good part-time candidate, but this matter was not in a hurry, Sherlock kept this matter in mind and stopped discussing it.

Back in the dungeon, the players who had been abused by the blood of the spiders in the underground and the players who had been working hard in the dungeon immediately approached him.

"When are we going to start learning skills?"

"Are there any requirements for learning skills? Want to choose a career? ”

"It's free for the first time, will you charge for the next?"

When the players approached, they immediately started chattering.

Sherlock heard their question and turned to Blue and asked, "You've already told them about me going to the Skill Trainer?" ”

"I made a full-server announcement, I mean, the dungeon announced them once, but the specific news has to wait for the official website notification, they seem to have mistakenly thought that you came to teach them combat skills, after all, in the entire dungeon, it seems that you are the only one who can fight."

Blue explained.

Sherlock roughly understood the situation, and released his coercion a little, causing the players in front of him to quiet down, and then said:

"In view of your poor combat performance, I have hired a combat instructor for you, it may take a little time, and in addition, the injured come to me for treatment, ten copper coins at a time!"

After Sherlock finished speaking, the players in front of him dispersed with some disappointment, several injured players also came to receive treatment, the blacksmith Simba had already made the chisel and hammer, and "Blue" began to issue the task of making stones, as well as laying floors and repairing the walls of houses, and the players quickly devoted themselves to the endless tasks, as for the opening of the spider nest? Forget it, fighting those underground spiders is too difficult for them, so they can only hope that the skill trainer will be in place sooner, and then start learning some combat skills before challenging them.

Sherlock returns to the dungeon's core lobby and is about to open the magic item "computer" and log on to the official website of the other world to make an announcement about the skill trainer.

He suddenly felt a fluctuation of magic power in the core of the dungeon, and then a flame appeared in the core of the dungeon, and a letter was thrown out of the flames.

Someone sent me a letter?

Sherlock picked up the letter, opened it and looked at it, but there were only a few lines on it:

"Lord Sherlock, as soon as you left, I found you a special talent suitable for teaching goblin combat, and I am very satisfied with your salary of twenty magic stones a month, I personally funded a teleportation scroll, so that he can come to your dungeon as soon as possible, please pay my personal intermediary fee of five magic stones next time you come to Winter City, thank you! In addition, the teleportation scroll is free~ (Love) - Sherlock-sama's sales lady Evelyn. ”

"It seems that she is still very concerned about this matter, and she is really capable, and I once again propose to appoint and dismiss her as the ambassador of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon to Winterfell, part-time."

The core "Blue" said with a laugh, he had just finished laughing, followed by another wave of magic power, and then "Blue" said:

"My lord, there's a guy who asked to be teleported to the dungeon using a teleportation scroll, and I guess it's Evelyn's special talent. Is he allowed to enter? ”

"Let him in." Sherlock nodded.

Immediately outside the core hall of the dungeon, a portal opened, and many players who were busy completing their tasks were startled when they saw the portal that suddenly appeared, and soon a large number of people surrounded them.

Then a goblin with blood-stained bandages on both ears walked out of the portal.

"So many goblins?! It seems that the lord must be a great rich man, and this time I have hope of getting ahead! ”

The goblin looked at the many goblins around him, and his eyes moistened with emotion.

Sherlock felt that this goblin was a little familiar, and was thinking about where he had seen it, when Umegawa Kuko in the crowd suddenly pointed at the goblin and shouted:

"That goblin is the gate guard of the portal reception hall in Winterfell! I saw him last time I went to Winterfell! ”