The city-state of Muya is very different from other kingdoms and city-states in that it does not have an army, and even the number of ordinary patrols and guards is very small.

No one urges, everyone spontaneously obeys the order here, and they are well-behaved like virgins waiting to get married. Even if occasionally some guys may be "excited" for a while due to alcohol or other reasons, they will be "appeased" by the people around them in time, and the patrol guards only need to carry the "pacified" people away.

Barrett took a carriage drawn by a kobold to the municipal district in the eastern part of the city-state of Muya, according to the address given by Avery. The first time he was here, the buildings he saw were government agencies he had never heard of—the Interracial Resettlement Commission, MI7, the Civic Center, the Continental Resources Registry, and so on.

Following the door's lead, Barrett found a building called the 'Garrison Hall'. After explaining the reason to the guard at the door, the brute successfully met the messenger of the mission, the garrison officer 'Julian Easley', a middle-aged man with brown hair, unshaven beard, and unkempt.

On the man's table was a broad-edged sword, a long soft velvet cloth, and a whetstone, as if he was preparing to maintain his saber.

"So, you're alone, and you don't have any teammates?" was the first thing the Garrison Lord said after reading Avery Letter.

"Isn't that lizardman Zachary—if I misspell his name—a man?" Barrett looked at the Garrison, "Sometimes it's not a good thing to have a lot of people. ”

"That being said, yes, but if you want to take on more difficult tasks in the future, you're going to have to struggle a bit. Julian put the letter down and looked the brute up and down, "Forget it, that's all for later, anyway, smart people can always choose the task that suits them." ”

"Do you agree with me taking on this assignment?" Barrett asked.

"Why not?" the garrison smirked, "I've been sitting in the office for so many years, and I've regressed a little in my martial arts—a big regression, in fact—but I'm at least not blind. You're a great guy, Avery can see that, so can I, and anyone with a little experience can see it. And you are very confident, the kind of calm confidence born from skilled martial arts. ”

He pointed at Barrett, "I like confident people, really." Only people with this quality can easily do those seemingly impossible tasks. In fact, the process is not always easy, but they can at least be done. The Lord Guard stood up and paced a few steps behind his desk, "Do you know the difference between self-confidence and arrogance?

"Oh, I know. ”

"Confident people believe that they can accomplish their goals, but they do not take them lightly and possible opponents. And arrogant people never take their opponents seriously. The garrison propped his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly to look at Barrett.

Why is this man telling me this?, Barrett was a little confused, "I never despise any enemy, not even a goblin. The brute said.

"That's good, I'm relieved. Garrison Officer Julian opened the drawer on the left side and pulled out a picture of a magical image, "Since you want to take on this mission, let me tell you some brief information about the mission objectives." ”

The Garrison walked up to Barrett and handed him the magically imaged photo, "Zackery the Lizard is a very powerful fellow. Before he escaped, he was a chef in a tavern, though he was originally an Assassin. You know, most of the assassins were dangerous, and Zachary was the best of them. The scales on his body can change in response to the environment, which makes Zachary's stealth and stealth skills even more powerful. And though he only has four fingers - in fact all lizardmen have four fingers - he is extremely skilled with daggers. Approaching silently, and then slashing his throat with a knife, this was his usual method before. ”

Barrett looked at the paper in his hand, on which the lizard was wearing a gray-green leather armor, with scales the same color as the leather armor on his exposed skin. It was slightly emaciated, with a long, curved dagger at its waist. The pair of reptile-like vertical pupils unexpectedly give people a sense of indifference and peace. Of course, people with such eyes can sometimes be more terrifying than those who are vicious.

"Why did this dangerous creature come to the city-state of Muya?" he asked.

"Actually, most of the aliens in the city-state are dangerous, but most of them have been altered. Julian Easley returned to the table and sat down again, "You know, by 'alien' I mean ogres, kobolds, trolls, etc., not dwarves, elves, or gnomes, etc. ”

Barry nodded in understanding.

"Almost every alien race that enters human society has the shadow of a mage behind it. Those aliens will usually live in the Mage Tower, or the Floating City for a while, to correct some of their bad habits. As for the specific correction methods, we will not go into details. The garrison gave a 'you know' look, "After that, the aliens will be given a certain amount of freedom, and they will be able to enter and leave the city-state of Muya at will, or some other place that does not dislike them." ”

So, this guy was also "corrected" by the mage?Barrett looked at the photo in his hand. Did something happen after that?

"You don't need to know which mage Zachary the lizard belonged to before. The garrison officer continued, "Anyway, these aliens were either brought back by the mages on a whim and found it interesting, or they were survivors of some experiment. Or maybe it's for a purpose that we can't comprehend. Either way, mages generally don't care too much after they've given them freedom. In other words, to leave them to fend for themselves. ”

"It's normal. Barrett said, "No one cares for a lifetime." He thought of the drow in the village of the Drows, who were still teetering on the edge of their bellies.

"Yes!" agreed the garrison, "I was thrown out of the house by my father when I was fourteen years old, and it is not good now." So, everything has to be on your own, and the alien race is no exception. ”

"So, what did this lizard do that we need to hunt it down?" Barrett asked.

"Uh...... Out of respect, it is generally better to use 'he' rather than 'it' when dealing with free aliens. "They're very different from their savage kinds," said Garrison Officer Julian Easley, spreading his hands. ”

"No problem. Barrett said lightly, "But in my opinion, it's all about the same." ”

The Garrison didn't dwell too much on the issue of salutation, "As for why we are chasing and killing Zachary, the reason is simple, he killed people. "As I told you before, Zachary was an assassin and then a chef. Then, two days ago, this guy killed a group of adventurers who came to eat. Two humans, a kobold, one of his lizard-man kind, and a troll. Oh yes, the troll isn't dead. Although the guy's entire throat was sliced open and blood was spurting onto the roof, he was still alive. What else can we say about this, after all, trolls. ”

"Are you sure it's killing, not capture?" Barrett asked casually. In fact, he would rather be killed, "Wouldn't you need to ask him the reason for the killing?"

"No, you don't. The garrison officer shook his head, "Actually, we already have a certain understanding of the specific reason for his killing. And you, just need to kill him and bring his head back. ”

He put his hands on the table, "I was going to let those MI7 guys do this, after all, they are all assassins and know each other's means. But since Avery recommended you to come, it's better to leave it to you, because the guys who saved the seven places always say that we guards can only deal with some drunken drunkards. In fact, that's all we can do. The garrison said self-deprecatingly.

"Did Zachary the Lizard leave any clues?" Barrett said, collecting the paper, "I need a little bit of a clue to follow." "The barbarian is also confident in his ability to track, which he has honed in the misty forest.

"Don't bother. The garrison stepped out from behind the desk again, "You wait for me first." He pushed the door open and went out, leaving Barrett alone in the room.

About half a cup of tea later, the garrison officer, Julian Essley, returned, still holding a black raven in his hand. To be exact, it should be a black constructed raven.

"Well, this is for you. Julian handed the constructed raven into Barrit's hands, and replied to the latter's quizzical gaze, "This thing will help you find Zachary." What's more, if you're bored on the road, it can still talk to you. ”

"What is this?" Barrett looked at the metal raven in his hand with some curiosity. He had always dreamed of having a golem of his own, but the one in front of him was too small.

"Of course, it's yours now, and you'll probably need it again when you're doing tasks in the future. The garrison smiled, "The mages call this a 'Constructor Tracker', I'll look at its number." Julian Essley lifted the metal wing on the raven's left side, one of the feathers engraved with a number like '1024', "Well, 'Construct Tracker 1024', that's its name now, of course, you can change it any time you want." ”

"This, how should this thing be used?"

"I'll give you a scale from Zachary the Lizardman, and you feed it to the Iron Bird, and it will help you find him. Oh, by the way, you have to get it moving first, do you have a magic crystal?" asked the garrison, "it doesn't have to be too big, it's just the size of a fingernail." ”

"Oh, that's how big it is. Barrett obediently took out a piece of Shattered Crystal from the Spatial Ring.

"Space Ring, you're rich enough. Luckily, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to raise this little one. The garrison clapped his hands, "Open the beak and stuff the magic crystal inside." Yes, exactly. That is, it needs to be fed for the first time, and the little one can eat it by himself later. ”

"This thing is going to eat magic crystals in the future?" Barrett was a little surprised.

"Don't worry, you don't need to eat it often, a broken magic crystal as big as just now can allow it to move freely for a week. Of course, a larger magic crystal will definitely last longer. If it's any bigger, it won't be able to eat. ”

Barrett felt the raven in his hand vibrate slightly after eating the magic crystal, as if something was running. Then the bird suddenly opened its eyes, tilted its head to look at Barrett, and then looked around. Immediately after, it actually flew into the air with those metal wings.

The constructed raven fluttered around the air twice before returning to Barrit's hand, staring straight at the brute with his obsidian eyes.

"Corn, corn!" cried out suddenly.

Very good, I'll call you 'corn' in the future!

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