When the last rays of the setting sun faded from the end of the horizon, the night at the end of October was only a few twinkling stars—

Small fishing boats and small and medium-sized cargo boats that can pass through the holes of the Somado Stone Bridge are moored at the wharf, and the surrounding mountains and forests occasionally sound a few insect chirps, but more often, there are some imperceptible small movements.

And in Silver Leaf Town, the houses in the streets and alleys are lit up with orange lights from the windows. The hectic scene of the day has faded, but the hustle and bustle continues.

Ensada and Locke Lambert, lord of Silverleaf and one of the three powerful earls of Northland Norgo, enjoyed a fairly sumptuous dinner on the estate—buttered white bread slices, mushroom soup, lemon-grilled fish, and a few sweet berries that were said to be good for his health, but this did not dampen his appetite in the slightest.

Soon after all this, a servant cleaned up the table. His butler, Mr. Cole, the tax collector, came to him again.

"Lord Earl, you've found out. Princess Samantha and her entourage were stationed in the Field of Flowers, well, near the Silver Leaf Forest, about ten miles away from the town. ”

"It's close—why don't they choose to stay here for the night?"

The Count's fingers tapped rhythmically on the dining table, a marble table with beautiful patterns, and as if asking himself, he frowned and said, "It's not a comfortable choice to camp in the wilderness this season, isn't that the princess unwilling to meet me?" By the way, Cole, did you send me my invitation? ”

"Lord Earl, when they passed through the town, I had already sent someone to send them over."

"What did Her Highness the Princess say?"

She said that the matter was urgent and she did not want to delay on the road.

"Excuses."

The rhythm of Earl Lambert's fingers tapping on the table slowed, "It's just an excuse, the woman must be hiding something." Cole—"

"Yes, Lord Count. As you commanded, those guys from the Lynx Mercenary Regiment are now staring at the princess. ”

"Very well, if there is any news, please let me know as soon as possible."

"As you wish, Lord Count."

At the end of this secret conversation, the tax collector Cole bowed down and withdrew from the room—as a confidant of Earl Lambert, he was well aware of the importance of these matters, but he preferred to keep his mouth shut. Glancing up at the somewhat dim night, he hurried to quicken his pace.

The night has just begun.

"Fisherman's Minor by the River".

At night, the number of guests quickly increased, and the figure of the girl Momiji shuttled through the crowd non-stop, and it was almost difficult to stop and rest, but her face still had that faint energetic smile - it made people feel kind and comfortable, but it did not arouse too much reverie of the guests.

From time to time, a rough and loud man's voice could be heard from the back of the tavern hall, it was her mercenary father. Years after putting down his sword, he had become accustomed to using a kitchen knife and a long spoon. The tavern run by the father and daughter employs several people, and it is the peak of the day, and several young men and women dressed as waiters in the lobby of the tavern are busily greeting customers.

"Uh-"

Miss Mage Ladya burped a long full time and sat back in her chair, stroking her round belly—

The food on the round table had been wiped out: the mashed potatoes were all that remained of the clay bowl, the lemon-grilled fish had left a mess of fish bones on the table, the soup and ale of minced meat and radish had been drunk, and an iron pot and empty oak barrels had been left empty—

Everyone, including Gross, the leader of the bandits, was very happy with the dinner.

"Alright, it's time for us to get down to business."

Gross said, standing up. Regarding the current plan to form a core five-person team, he almost has a definite candidate-

In addition to him, Scott and Miss Klein, the other two positions will be Oliver and Levine. The former is a LV8 civilian, who can be employed with a little exercise, while the latter Levine has a flexible mind and a little bit of culture, and is relatively valuable for cultivation - this is the same as the world in which the otaku lived in his previous life, and the selection and promotion of personnel should be in line with the principles of knowledge and youth.

The group quickly left the tavern, while the others were guided by the waiter into the upstairs room—Gross had just told Ron that if there was anything urgent or important, he could go to Pine Cone Alley.

In the game, Pinecone Lane in Silverleaf Town is known as the "Weapons and Equipment Street", where many players set up stalls to sell all kinds of goods, and in these goods, the main materials for crafting weapons and equipment and jewelry - for no other reason, because in that alley, there are no other semicolon blacksmiths, tailors, and jewelry processing shops in the town.

However, there are very few good goods to be seen in these aboriginal shops, and most of them are [normal] white clothes, and occasionally you can see a few [Excellent] blue clothes - of course, the bandit leader Gross is now well aware of this, but in any case, it is easier to put on equipment than to farm monsters naked.

Out of an abundance of caution, the group of five did not pull the three tall Western War Horses out of the stable in the tavern, but chose to walk.

At this time, the main streets of Silver Leaf Town are full of people, and you can see all kinds of brightly lit shops and pedestrians strolling or stopping from time to time - these few people of the wild wolf bandit group have not seen such a prosperous night scene, but in this year, such a scene can almost only appear in those cities with developed commerce.

"I think the tax revenue here is probably more than the average town."

Levine lamented that as a chamber of commerce guy, he knew a lot about things like business and taxes, and "the tax collector in town should be a good job." Yes, a fat shortage. ”

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is envious of that position - this world also has proverbs such as "the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked", generally speaking, what kind of nobleman there is, what kind of servant there is. The town belonged to the domain of a noble lord, and with the virtue of most nobles, it was impossible to expect their lower-ranking officials to remain pure and incorruptible.

"Boss, I feel the urge to do it."

Oliver walked behind Gross and whispered. He had never forgotten his role as a bandit - just now, he saw a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears walking out of a jewelry store, and the fat hand was holding a petite and beautiful girl.

"The good cabbage is arched by the pig."

Scott couldn't help but curse. This sentence was one of the mantras of the bandit leader Gross, but at this time he happened to quote -

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