"Aren't you going to do odd jobs? Why are you still following us? Erwin asked the mage who was following behind him.

The next morning, Erwin and Susan arrived at the Guild of the Liberals in Tórshavn, but the two were followed by the female mage from yesterday. She didn't know where to run at night, and waited at the door of the hotel early in the morning for Erwin and Susan to go out, and then followed the two until now.

"Aren't you going to save the goblins of the night? Dark Blade Steelfister. Illya said.

"Yes, no, I'm going to save Mr. Hall, but I'm not calling the Dark Blade Steelfister." Seeing the strange gazes of the passers-by next to her, Erwin was so embarrassed that she could say such a shameful name calmly.

"Then I'm going to save the goblins of the night, you said I won't be able to find the den of the Evil Slayer for at least three years, in other words, you know where their den is, then I'll follow you."

Erwin let out a sigh and asked a little speechlessly, "Don't you only have five days?" It will take me at least half a month to save Mr. Hall. ”

"No problem, we're all going to save the goblins of the night, we're already partners with a common purpose, and you should be responsible for my food expenses. Besides, the goblins of the night are still in arrears for a month's salary, and they must be returned. Illya stared at Erwyn with rare golden eyes, and said in a very serious tone and demeanor.

Erwin endured it so hard that he didn't shout the word "roll" out of his throat.

As if sensing that Erwin's anger was accumulating, Illya lowered her head slightly, and a slightly lost tone came from under the hood: "That...... If you don't think it's cost-effective, I can heal and fight, so you can hire me, and the salary can be paid with food, I'm okay with that. ”

Seeing her like this couldn't impress Erwin, but Susan, who was standing next to her, remembered her friend Delaney, who she hadn't seen for a long time, the girl who was also a priest, and thought that Erwin was determined to participate in the affairs of these spies, and it would be good to have one more helper, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Erwin's sleeve: "Take her with you, if you encounter a battle, Illya should be able to help." ”

Erwin sighed, he didn't have much of a cold for this priest of unknown origin, but Susan had a rare request to him, and Erwin couldn't ignore it.

"Forget it, if you want to follow, you can follow, but you have to listen to me in the matter of saving Mr. Hall, you can't act without permission, and don't talk nonsense."

Illya immediately pursed her lips and nodded, and the fingers that were tightly pinching the cloak at her side slowly loosened.

She suddenly looked up again and asked, "Can the food be the same every day as last night?" The Snow Elves' treasured snacks and the special mead of the Elven Court......"

"Shut up!!"

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More than 90 per cent of the commerce in Tórshavn is trade in goods, and there is an endless stream of caravans from all parts of North Sunderland and other countries without coastal ports, and these caravans come to Tórshavn thousands of miles away, and the difficulties along the way can be imagined.

And in order to protect a large number of goods from being raided by robbers, in addition to the guards of the caravan itself, mercenaries are needed at this time.

The Guild of the Liberals in Tórshavn is several times larger than that of Black Pearl Cell, and has basically evolved into a small square, as the original tavern can no longer accommodate the huge crowds.

Erwin led the two girls into the square, and then found a corner to stay, with no intention of communicating with others.

The appearance of the three of them aroused the curiosity of some people, and after standing for a long time, two people from the mercenary group came forward to ask if they wanted to join the group, and there was also a person who looked like a merchant to ask if they would accept the task of escorting the caravan.

However, they were all politely rejected by Erwin, and the two girls behind didn't know what he was going to do standing here stupidly.

Because Erwin didn't explain it, and neither of them knew what his plan was like, Susan, who was used to Erwin's arbitrariness, didn't ask him, and pulled Illya aside to whisper.

She originally intended to get some things out of Illya's mouth about her identity, but after chatting for a long time, she was led into the ditch by Illya.

"The name Silvermoon Archer suits you perfectly!"

"No, don't call me by that name......"

"Then the Shadow Archer of the Dark Moon."

"Don't"

"Then call the Dark Twins, and we all wear black cloaks."

"You're dark purple...... aren't you?"

Erwin wasn't in the mood to listen to the whispers of the two girls behind him, his eyes wandering around the crowded square, some caravan or mercenary team from Lorenzo would catch his attention.

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Hubert was a big merchant from Lourenço, specializing in tea, spices and porcelain, and he owned seven large shops and a teahouse, as well as three villas and two estates in the four cities of Lorenço, and was a wealthy man in the whole of the city.

Originally, with Hubert's worth, he did not need to personally lead a caravan to Tórshavn to buy goods, but he was only forty-one years old, and he was in the prime of life, and he did not like ordinary life.

And although the relationship between North Sunderland and Lorenzo is very bad, the border between the two countries often breaks out military conflicts, but this does not affect business contacts, Hubert believes that money can even make the devil work for you, in this long journey from Tórshavn to Lorenço, there is no danger that money cannot solve, whether it is a bandit or a border guard, the same!

Therefore, he has always looked down on inferior people who rely on force to eat.

Hubert hired a team of mercenaries from Lorenzo in the Guild of the Freed, which was the need of every caravan and the rule of Tórshavn, but in his opinion, it was just a group of free laborers - mercenaries escorted caravans, not just to guard against robbers, they were responsible for many trivial chores, such as building camps, leading the way, preparing food, helping to carry goods, and so on.

The person who received the advance payment from Hubert was the leader of the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment, Adair, who had a look that was common everywhere, and a burly figure that was common in mercenary forces.

"I'll be out in the afternoon, don't waste my precious time." Hubert glanced contemptuously at the man from the same country as him, they were about the same age, but one was already a big businessman worth more than 10,000 yuan, and the other was an inferior person who was still using force to earn a bite to eat.

Adair nodded respectfully, and when Hubert left with the two minions in a lofty manner, the two young mercenaries who had endured it for a long time immediately shouted and cursed.

"What qualifications does this dead fat pig have to put on such a condescending attitude, he is not a nobleman, and we are also citizens of Lorenzo."

"This kind of person has always looked down on us, so I hope that the god of war, Jarvis, will make the pig's business lose money."

"Hey, Jarvis doesn't care about business, does he?"

Adair exhaled, glared back at the two young men, and scolded in a low voice, "Shut up, see what kind of place this is, is it you who can mess around?" After being listened to by the guild manager, how will we take on the task in the future? ”

The two young men both shrunk their necks, and Adair slowed down his tone: "In this line of mixed food, the skin is thicker than the shield, the heart is tougher than the stomach, and the so-called dignity is not as real as a Thor." ”

Seeing the disapproving looks on the faces of the two young men, Adair finally sighed, he understood that reality would be the best mentor, and sooner or later he would teach these little guys how to behave.

"Forget it, the remuneration this time is also good, so don't care about the attitude of the customer." Adair counted the advances in his purse, and there were eight gold sids.

In the past, escorting caravans from Tórshavn to Lorenço was only twelve gold sides at most, and although this merchant who was also from Lourenço looked down on people, at least he was generous, and after escorting the caravan back to Lorenço, the follow-up money added up to sixteen gold sides.

The tip of four Kim Sid was enough to make his Fire Lion generous for a long time.

"In the past, we have been escorted to other parts of North Sunderland, but this time it is rare to be able to return to Lorenzo, and I will give you ten days off each of you."

When the two young people heard this, their originally depressed mood was suddenly swept away, and a smile was put on their faces again. All the members of the Fire Lion Mercenary Group are from Lorenzo, and it is rare to go back once a year, and it is also a good thing for them to be able to take the opportunity to go back and have a look this time.

Adair hid the advance and then left the square with two of his men to return to the Fire Lion's colony.

But just as he was about to leave the square, a young man suddenly stopped in front of the three of them.

This is a very good-looking young man, dressed in fashionable clothes, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and looks dashing and dignified, like the son of a wealthy family who has gone out to play.

Although he was slightly dissatisfied in his heart, the years of tempering made Adair not reveal any feelings that might cause disputes, and he asked politely, "Sir, is there anything wrong?" ”

With a kind smile on the young man's face, he glanced up and down at Adair, and then asked, "There is indeed something, what do you call it?" ”

"Leader of the Fire Lion Mercenary Regiment, Adair." Adair was a little curious about what the young man would do to him, and in his experience, most of the children of wealthy families like this would join the mercenary group out of curiosity, but 90% of them would choose to leave because they were not used to the hard life in the mercenary group.

Therefore, in Adair's eyes, the young man in front of him should have just traveled and planned to join a mercenary group.

Although he didn't know why his mercenary group was taken care of, Adair was already ready in his heart to refuse. He has always stayed away from this kind of trouble, and once something happens in his regiment, he will have to face difficulties from his family at that time.

"My name is Erwin, Your Excellency Commander, and I have something I want to discuss with you."

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