"We ...... We ......"

Butterfly was speechless.

And the bald employer continued:

"Look at your profession again.

A barbarian sacrifice with a height of 2.5 meters, c, a barbarian sacrifice. Barbarian is synonymous with violence, destruction, and barbarism. Notoriously nervous, impatient, and unreasonable. You are good, your barbarians are priests? Amuse me, the pastor is a magician, who needs to be quiet and reasonable, and it is wisdom and reason that is the voice of wisdom and reason that is gained by praying to God.

In the squad, it's a brain-level existence.

Are there muscles in your squad's head?

Look at your shield battles again.

Are you employing child labor? With a height of 1.3 meters, this small shield is erected. How to pull the monster? How to control the field? How do you make others feel safe? Look outside the window at the shield battles of those other teams, the one that is not 2 meters high, a tower shield like a city wall?

And besides, you're an assassin? Have you ever seen an Assassin dressed in white? ”

"I ...... I personally like it. ”

"Personal preference? Hehe, this likes to die. Speaking of your warriors, I'll go! The presence is more than that of the Assassins. If you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have found this person. Moreover, Is there a height of 1.5 meters? If you look thin, can you raise a long sword? Walking, wasting my time. ”

The quartet didn't have time to explain before they were blasted out.

Then four people stood in the street.

Butterfly bowed her head in frustration, very depressed; Babo is still a cold face; Hughira couldn't see her expression, her eyes still wandering over the beautiful girls in the past; Comier sat on Babo's shoulder, dangling her little feet, humming an unknown song, and pinching Lotta's nose.

In less than two breaths, the lost butterfly was refreshed.

"Let's go! Go for the next one! ”

The other three whoops.

Lotta knew that these people were behaving ......

Be accustomed to something.

I'm just used to this kind of treatment.

He finally understood Denier's words, the cold barbarian sacrifice, the childish and strange power Lori shield battle, the vitality of the female assassin in white, and the sullen masked swordsman. If you don't match your professional appearance and career, you still have a hole in your head......

With this kind of strange team, you will be starved to death.

You're really going to starve to death.

It's simply ......

Lotta couldn't help but laugh unkindly. Naidona looked dazed and stepped on his nose with her little foot, and Lotta didn't explain. When she saw him laughing, she screamed in amazement and giggled. However, she didn't know that Lotta was laughing at them for being stupid and weird.

Next, the foursome began to look for cats, dogs, and send letters to repair sewers.

All are the lowest F-level, unlimited tasks.

And the salary of that task, it is estimated that a F task will range from 10-50 silver coins. It can be said that it is pitiful to be less. Lotta was held by Comier all the way, feeling bored and sleepy.

Perhaps, today is the lucky day of this wonderful squad.

In the afternoon, they unexpectedly received an E-class mission. The quest was posted by a tavern owner. The thin boss with a mustache had a sad face, and said to the coming foursome:

"I don't know what's going on, but the cellar has been pierced by the rats, and now the whole cellar is full of hateful rats, and they're all nesting. I couldn't help it, so I went to post the task. It's just that I'm poor, and I can only pay 3 gold coins. Many mercenaries don't bother to do this task. Hey......"

The boss glanced at the foursome and sighed again, not knowing how interesting he was.

"Boss rest assured~ the whole task is handed over to us!"

Butterfly looked excited and excited.

Perhaps, in her opinion, three gold coins is already a big list. Now it's gearing up to do a big job, and the expressions on the faces of the others are basically eager to try.

Butterfly laughed and said:

"Haha, as soon as Dinelle's summoned beast arrived, we received the task. Looks like it's our lucky beast! No, when we go back, we must pull Dinelle into our team! ”

"Yes, yes~ thanks to the lovely Lotta."

Comier was holding Lotta and dangling.

And Lotta......

He didn't know how to complain about these people.

In the mood to see Van Gogh's abstract paintings, follow the foursome to the cellar. The bearded boss hid at the door from afar, pointing to an entrance that was diagonally downward and blocked by a wooden bolt:

"That's it...... Right inside, those hard-haired rats are horrible. Be careful. I...... I still have something to do, remember to tell me when you're done. ”

After saying that, the whole boss ran away.

Foursome, you look at me, I'll see, you're finally ready to act. Kamiel finally let go of Lotta and set him aside. Since this morning, Ke Mi'er has not let go of him in his arms. He strained his movers' somewhat stiff limbs and watched the boy's movements.

They discussed.

Then he opened the passage directly, and looked into the darkness, and there was nothing in the dark. Of course, the shield battle was the first in the lead, and she raised the small shield in her hand and walked in. Then there's Hughira, Butterfly, and finally Babo.

It's just embarrassing that the entrance to the cave is too small for Babo to enter......

"This ...... What to do......"

"Or, Babo, you can wait here. The three of us should be enough to deal with, after all, the hard-haired rats are just first-order magical beasts, and it is difficult to deal with them when there are too many of them. ”

"Hmm."

Babo released a few buff spells, and after a faint white light swirled around the three of them, the three of them entered the dark cellar.

Lotta crouched on a wooden barrel beside her.

To be honest, he was a little worried about these strange things, however, before he could think about how to act. Screams and shouts rang out from the cellar. There was also a muffled chopping sound, like a knife stuck in wood.

Two of them couldn't breathe, and the three of them rushed out with a roll.

Then a piece of hard hair sprayed directly out of the cellar mouth, chopping and chopping and piercing the ceiling.

"Babo! Close the cellar door! ”

Babo reacted quickly, immediately closed the wooden door and pulled the wooden bolt. At the moment of closing, Lotta also meowed inside, and her dense glowing little eyes were all blue-black, like a super big mouse the size of a large dog!

On the backs of these rats, a hard spike was visibly thick.

Those things that squirted out and stuck to the ceiling were obviously these guys' hard thorns.

When the wooden door was closed, Babo pressed it down.

The rats below shocked a few times, and only after finding that they couldn't open the wooden door, they gave up quieting, but through the wooden door, they could clearly hear the squeaking rats below.

And the three people who escaped were also embarrassed.

Lotta spotted a detail.

That is, the butterfly was not injured at all, and it is estimated that he relied on his speed to avoid the attack.

But Mi'er's wooden shield was full of hard thorns, but there was no trace of attack on her body, and it seemed that she was using the wooden shield to block all attacks.

The worst was Hughira, who had several hard thorns stuck in her body. Now gasping and pulling out the hard thorns on his back.

Listen to the squeaks of rats.

And the four of them became sorrowful.

"What now...... The rats are so scary......"

And at this time, Hughira, who had pulled out the last spike, suddenly said:

"I have a solution."