Three days later, in the early morning of the city-state of Muya.

It's still early, but this particular city-state has awakened, and there are many people busy in the streets. Vendors who set up stalls and put goods on their shelves, cleaning staff who sweep the streets, and pedestrians of all races.

The most popular shop at this time is the bakery, and there are long queues outside almost every bakery. The group consisted mostly of women in robes, shaggy hair, and sleepy-eyed children. They carried the basket and waited patiently, chatting softly.

"You know, I heard that Clara was involved with the minotaur named Merlot Rockhoof. A woman in a floral dress said to her female companion beside her.

"Cut, what's that. The female companion yawned, tilted her head and tugged at her messy hair, and said nonchalantly, "Don't forget, Clara is a female troll, although she speaks the lingua franca very well. As long as she wants, she can get together with anyone. Not to mention the Minotaur, what is it even like an ogre? ”

The woman in the floral dress covered her mouth and snickered, "Hehe, that's what I said." Hey, let me ask you something, you say, the one of the minotaur and the ogre, who's bigger?"

"Cut, horse max. Her female companion pouted.

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Barrett stood outside the 'Yeda Opera House' not far from the bakery, leaning against the intricately carved marble doorposts, leisurely eating a pack of dried cranberries in his hand.

The slightly sweet and sour dehydrated berries were quite refreshing, and he grabbed a handful and handed it to the 'carrot' next to him, but the young horse had no interest in it, and only looked reluctantly in the direction of the hotel stables.

From time to time, a group of adventurers passed in front of Barrett and walked in the direction of the gates of the city-state. A lizardman with a leather hat on his head walked up to the brute and handed him a piece of paper with words and patterns printed on it. After Barrett took the paper, the lizard nodded at him and dragged his scaly tail away in search of the next adventurer.

Barrett looked down at the contents of the paper:

【Wings of the Sky Adventure Group, Recruiting All Kinds of Elite Adventurers】

Do you want to be able to enjoy a hearty and delicious meal every day, with the sweetness of a charming woman? Do you remember the ambitions you secretly made when you left your hometown?

However, reality is often more cruel than the most terrifying monsters: the companions around him fall one by one, but the reward for the mission is only enough to survive for the rest of his life. While other adventurers are covered in sharp armor, drinking Qingting's fine wine, and boasting and showing off, you can only hide in the corner and anesthetize yourself in rye beer.

Is this a miserable life you want? No, it's not!!

Now, there is such a great opportunity in front of you, seize it, you will change the embarrassing status quo and welcome a more brilliant future!

Our Sky Wings Adventure Group has strong strength, is an elite team registered in the Adventurer's Guild, and has contractual cooperation with many middle and high-level mages such as Mage Raymond and Mage Terrence, and has a good reputation in the upper echelons of the Seven Kingdoms and many city-states, and has undertaken and completed many large and medium-sized missions well-known throughout the continent. For example, 'The Blood Feast of the Countess Eileno', 'Serial Murders in the City-State of Tulion', 'The Fish-Man Invasion of the Coastal Areas of Sacred Araço', etc.

So, whether you're a human, elf, ogre, or troll, as long as you join the Wings of the Sky party, gold, companions, glory, it's no longer a dream!

Remember, don't take yourself lightly. No matter what kind of person you were before, we will help you become the best!!]

[Audit: A test of force and an interview with the head of the regiment are required, and different positions are assigned according to performance. 】

[Address: Tarasia Avenue, 102 Oak Street (opposite the 'Shining Dragonskin' leather armor shop, formerly the 'Old John' herb shop)]

At the bottom of the paper is a pair of zither-shaped shields and a pair of flaming wings. The steel shield stood in the middle of the flame wings, and the four large characters 'Wings of the Firmament' were written on the shield in an elegant artistic flower script.

Oh, it's kind of interesting, the adventurer at the mage's feet is really different, Barrett smiled and wrote down the name of the adventure group in his heart. He flipped the paper over very casually, but he didn't expect that there was something more attractive on the back of it - three human beauties in very revealing clothes.

Well, that's interesting!, Barrett touched his smooth chin and nodded involuntarily. He wanted to throw the paper away, but now, he cherished it and put it in the spatial ring.

Then he glanced further down the road, "These guys are late. He muttered to himself.

Barrett and the 'Good Helpers' adventure party were scheduled to meet at the theater, and although he arrived a little earlier, the appointed time had passed, and the fake knights still hadn't shown up.

Most of the adventurers in the Bay of Pigs don't have a good habit of punctuality, and the barbarian is used to it, but if the other party comes too late, he is not prepared to wait forever.

The barbarian decided that if the group of young people hadn't arrived after a while, he would go to the underworld alone as originally planned.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long, and when the towering bell tower in the center rang the eighth bell, several members of the Good Helper Adventure Team finally rushed over in a hurry.

Barrett looked at them, and the party had only four people at the moment, a few fewer than when they had met him before.

'Weimar', the captain of the Good Helper Adventure Squad, was mentally nicknamed 'Fake Sizzle' by Barrett, 'William', a young man with a freckled face who seemed to be a fellow countryman of Weimar's, 'Blake', a taciturn young man with a short bow on his back and a quiver around his waist, but bows and arrows were not a good weapon option underground, and 'Gary', an eccentric goblin whose calm and humble appearance always made Barrett feel a little awkward.

Because it was very different from the goblin he remembered. Isn't this a masked dwarf with a dyed complexion? Barrett couldn't help but think so.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" said the Weimar Fake Sir with an apologetic face, "Well, there was something wrong with the team before departure, so it was a little later than before." ”

"Are you all right?" Barriet asked, "and if we do, we'll go." This way, before dark, you can reach the gray dwarf village called the 'Cellar of Spirits'. ”

"Alas, it's all right. Weimar sighed, "There are five of them including you." The number of people is indeed a little less than expected, but in any case, 'five' is a lucky number for adventurers. My father used to tell me that it's better to venture with five people than six, yes, because you don't need one person in your team waiting anxiously outside. ”

"Why?" Barrett didn't know. "Why can't six people?" he said, leading the carrot and the 'Good Helpers' adventure team towards the city gate.

"I don't know. The fake jazz shrugged, "I asked, but my dad never explained much to me. ”

The last thing that is lacking in this continent is all kinds of weirdos, "What's wrong with those people?" the barbarian asked casually, thinking of the rather 'tempting' recruitment page inside the spatial ring.

"When Bruce got up to go to the toilet last night, he accidentally broke his arm and couldn't hold a sword. The fake jazz spread his hands helplessly, "while Darren and Bud were halfway here, they suddenly decided to participate in the recruitment of the Firmament Wings. It's not their fault, to be honest, when I first heard that Firmament Wings was looking for new recruits, I wanted to give it a try. ”

"They're famous?" Barrett asked, "How come I haven't heard of it at all?"

"Among the many city-states in the central region of the continent, they are quite famous!" the young man named William kindly explained, "You may not know, but the Sky Wings Adventure Group has nearly a thousand adventurers! Many city-states do not have as many armies as they do, so they are often hired to participate in small wars, including some heteroplane or half-plane wars. ”

"Plane war?" Barrett was a little surprised, "can an ordinary person like us add this, isn't that what mages do?"

"I don't know the specifics, these are what Gary told us, he is the smartest goblin I've ever met!" William asked the goblin next to him who was leading the riding goat, "Gary, tell everyone about this, maybe one day we will also go to the plane war." ”

"Actually, these are all things that my master, Master Moore, used to talk to me in my spare time. Gary said in a modest and reverent tone, "We all know that the current Magic Association is different from the Imperial period, both in terms of overall strength and the rules that were applied to the outside world. If it were during the Imperial period, a foreign race like me would probably be arrested as soon as possible and then hanged directly, even if I knew four words begging for mercy, it would be useless. ”

The goblin smiled self-deprecatingly, "Mage Moore has said that the lords of the other planes of the multiverse, the Devil Grand Duke, the Demon Lords, and the gods, are still afraid of us...... I mean, you, are afraid of you human mages. They fear that a new empire will rise again, so they always want to collude and find some trouble. However, because the masters are at odds with each other, and the Guild's current methods are not as radical as they were during the Imperial period, everyone is in an unstable equilibrium for the time being. ”

Barrett was a little clear, and he suddenly remembered a phrase that was quite famous on the whole continent, 'Only when the strength is not enough, will you talk about politics and play conspiracy.' —Talasya.

"Because of this, when it comes to some extremely complex and problematic matters, the current mages sometimes do not come forward to solve all the problems in person, as they did before. That's when you, the common people, we, the aliens, need to deal with those problems. ”

"I miss the glory of the Magic Empire. William longed.

"I think it's a little better now. The goblin whispered. "Oh, by the way, another reason is that the vast majority of half-planes contain very average resources. When such a half-plane is discovered, and the mages themselves are too busy to do so, or feel that it is not worth the trip themselves, in order to avoid waste, we adventurers are sometimes hired to help collect and occupy them by the way. ”

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