Intend?

Of course there is.

Gross, the leader of the bandits, had no intention of returning to the tavern. I finally came to Karthus, and if I didn't hurry up to do something important, how could I be worth the money I spent in my pocket.

Their trip is not a publicly-funded tour.

Find Ignati Woods, a merchant in the Southtown, which is one of them;

Look for the job search guide, this is the second one.

At the moment, there are two inaugurated warriors and one mage in the team, and Oliver and Levine are still uninaugurated civilians, although Gross can let them complete the inauguration of [Warrior Flowing Wind] through teaching, but from the configuration of the five-person adventure team, the combination of four warriors and one mage is undoubtedly unreasonable.

The best choice should be for both of them to be assassins and rangers.

So, Gross needed to find other job hunting guides.

As the largest city in Northland Nogo, he remembers that these items could be purchased in some of the local shops - players could reset their classes through the Inaugural Guide, but at the cost of having their previous level reset to zero.

With this matter in no hurry for the time being, Gross decides to go to the southern part of the city to find the hapless bankrupt businessman Ignati Woods.

Cedar Street, where the Calthage of Calthas is located, is located in the northwest corner of the city.

According to the game's approximate memory of the layout of the city, after walking through the street, Gross and his party immediately turned the corner and walked south.

Nancheng District, No. 71 Metasequoia Street.

The weather was cold in early winter, and the pedestrians on the side of the road breathed in a thick white mist, and a middle-aged man with gray hair still wore a thin and shabby white linen shirt, and walked tremblingly down the street.

He had a sallow, haggard face, his messy chestnut hair that had not been groomed for days, like a fluffy bird's nest, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't had a good rest in days.

Ignati Woods, the man's name.

Coming to No. 71 Metasequoia Street, he stopped. In front of the building, he kept his eyes open on a sign on the wall—a sign riveted with copper nails with a line of text carved into it.

"Black Dragon's Eye".

It's a tavern, it's a casino, it's a brothel...... As long as it can make money, you can find it in this tall building. The law seems to be a vacuum here.

Where the "Dragon's Eye Brotherhood" is located.

Ignati Woods hesitated for a long time, remembering her daughter Eve, and finally mustered up her courage.

He took a heavy step.

The dimly lit gate was like a huge mouth that would be devoured by people, and he might not be sure what he would see when he entered it.

Through a short hallway behind a door, Ignati Woods came to a brightly lit hall with a mixed smell of sweat, tobacco, alcohol, and some strange and indescribable smells.

He looked at some of the women, who were lying on top of several burly men, smiling softly from time to time.

His gaze roughly swept around, but fortunately there was no one for his daughter, Eve.

The men in the hall surrounded him.

"Iger, are you here to pay off your debts this time?"

A bald man at the head shouted the abbreviation of the merchant's name, and although his attitude was not fierce and arrogant, it was definitely not polite.

He has a pair of triangular eyes that turn white underneath, and an ugly scar on the right cheek, which is extremely hideous, but this is also very in line with his temperament.

Staring at the merchant, his gaze caught a glimpse of the money bag.

The money bag clutched tightly in Ignati Woods' right hand.

The nervous and anxious businessman's palms were all sweaty at this time, and when he saw this man come to him and ask, he nodded respectfully, "Mr. Crocker, my daughter Eve-"

"She's good, she's still alive and well here."

The bald man, known to the merchant as "Mr. Crocker", snorted coldly and rudely interrupted the merchant's words. He reached out his palm and snatched the money bag.

"Is that a point? Iggy. ”

Just by roughly weighing it by hand, he knew that there were less than a hundred Rael in the money bag. And this merchant had borrowed 500 reels from them at the earliest, and after half a year, the principal and interest were close to 3,000 reels.

Such a little in the money bag is not even enough for interest.

The bald man's complexion quickly collapsed and became extremely ugly.

He stared at the merchant, and the group of men around him also gathered around him in tacit understanding—all of them tall and muscular, and the fireplace in the hall was warm, and they rolled up the sleeves of their clothes, revealing their thick arms that were bulging and knotted.

It's like a pack of ferocious hungry wolves hunting lone sheep.

"Gram, Crocker, you can't do that. You said well, as long as I return some Rael first, let me see Eve. ”

Under the fear, Ignati Woods's legs trembled a little, and he lost his former sharpness in even speaking, but he still said such a paragraph like a stubborn rooster, holding his neck.

A contemptuous smile, a sound coming from the nostrils.

The bald man Crocker gently tossed the money bag and caught it steadily.

"It's too little."

His tone was cold.

"But I returned a thousand reels a month ago."

"Mr. Iggy, I think you should understand something, it's just interest."

"But that's all my property after I sold the property, and now it's all in exchange for the jewelry left by Eve's mother."

Ignati Woods' face quickly turned red and swollen, he became more and more excited, and his voice became sharp, "You can't do this, Crocker, you're breaking the law!" ”

"Illegal? Hahahaha-"

Crocker turned his head to look at the men beside him, and he grinned.

"He said we broke the law? Mr. Igger, the town hall is on Maple Leaf Street, you are welcome to complain or complain, and if you don't have enough money, I'll be happy to lend you another rael. ”

"Y-you-"

The merchant began to speak incoherently.

The bald Crocker didn't pay any further attention, and he returned to the long table, where a red-haired girl beside him sat down in his arms.

Grief, anger, despair, and then despair.

Ignati Woods was about to turn away when he heard Crocker's voice from behind.

"Mr. Iggy, your house should be worth a lot of rael, and I think it will be enough to pay off the debt if you sell it in a hurry."

With a shudder, the merchant's legs became heavier as if they had been filled with lead.

Crocker is a mid-level leader of the "Dragon's Eye Brotherhood" and a creditor who lends him usury -

In the summer, Ignati Woods negotiated a large livestock deal with Ensada. In order to raise funds, he went on a borrowing frenzy. If nothing else, after the completion of his business, in addition to repaying the loan, he will also have a considerable profit.

Unfortunately, a plague shattered his dream of making a fortune and also broke his life.

The demands of various people to repay his debts made him bankrupt immediately and fell into a predicament of poverty.

The sky was gray in early winter, and he was like a soulless walking corpse, walking towards home.

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Thank you for your support, thank you for the 500 points of reward from the students of Tomorrow Night Star, and there will be a change later.