The drizzle of Sequoia County was moist and melancholy, full of hazy smoke and water, like a mistress who had just been happy and had beads of sweat on her skin.

Dozens of farms were scarred across the countryside, with sparse oats, and the summer breeze blew through them, bending the golden ears of wedge.

Downton checked the cowhide parcel once more, and after making sure there was no leakage, he wiped the raindrops off his face, tightened his cloak, and quickened his pace.

Every summer harvest, trolls, goblins, and wolfwerewolves living in the Dragon's Hills will come out in droves, working as bandits, raiding the villages and towns on the border like locusts.

If you are caught, you can't even be captured, after all, in the eyes of these races, human beings are food that can be eaten.

The Red Pine Tower had broken into view, much to Downton's relief, and when he got closer, he even saw two sentries in Frankfurt armor standing on the tower, pointing at him.

The two soldiers who were hiding in the tower to take shelter from the rain did not even have a weapon, and walked out scolding, shouting at Downton, ready to extort a few silver coins, which was already the norm.

"Damn, I know I can't hide from it. ”

Downton was depressed, and though he cared about the silver coins, he was even more worried about them opening the packets, knowing that the quality of these soldiers was as bad as their reputation as a moth in the West.

"Big deal, a dozen ogres have attacked the town of Pisa and are moving towards Morning Mist, and the sheriff told me to inform the mayor of the town quickly so that the militia can take precautions. ”

Downton lowered the brim of his cloak to make sure that he would not be seen, and suddenly ran, his voice full of panic and helplessness, as if he was being chased by death.

The two sentinels who came out stopped, looked at each other, and were stunned, obviously surprised by the sudden news.

"Do you want to inform the centurion?" called the sentry towards the tower.

"Where's the ogre?" the shirtless nap commander got up in a panic, didn't bother to put on his shoes, grabbed his two-handed sword, and hurried out.

The "......" sentry found that he didn't know, and was about to question the guy who was ventilating, but saw a sturdy figure already rushing through the checkpoint and quickly disappearing into the rain.

"Fool, lied to. The soldier commander angrily picked up the blade and smashed it on his subordinates, "Chase me." ”

"Sir, this road is so bad, even if you catch up on horseback, that kid would have run into Morning Mist to hide. The sentry looked helpless, and when he saw that the commander was about to make a move again, he hurriedly promised, "Next time, I will definitely catch him and double the blackmail." ”

"Fart!" the commander waved his hand and slapped his subordinates, "You don't even see what he looks like, how can you blackmail?"

A group of sentinels were silent, no one saw it, blackmailing a bird!

"I remember, I recently heard from other colleagues that a boy in a cloak crossed the checkpoint in all sorts of strange ways, and let him run away without paying attention, and not a single copper plate was extorted. The soldier commander walked a few steps, and suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed a few words, "Polishing my eye bubbles, and the next time I catch him, I will frame a crime and hang him on a wooden pole for three days." ”

It wasn't until he saw the outline of Morningmist that Downton stopped, looked at the mud on his legs, and sighed, but fortunately the parcel was undamaged, otherwise the mean clerk Ballmer would have found all sorts of reasons to deduct the money.

Downton is only sixteen years old, but he has been a postman for three years, and he can be regarded as a veteran, but two months ago the new clerk took office, and he is always looking for trouble to fix the postmen, making everyone's life more and more difficult.

"There are still thirty-seven gold coins left, and I can buy an Orleans Highland horse, and when the time comes, I can bring more letters, deliver letters faster, and naturally earn more wages. ”

Downton looked forward to his future life and couldn't help but laugh.

"In addition to the tuition and living expenses I saved for my sister, I can also save the travel expenses for the Secret Realm Heroes Corridor. ”

Contemplating the fullness of the little vault, Downton happily ran across the water-stained cobblestone path, splashing droplets of water from his footsteps.

As the largest town on the border of Sequoia County, Morning Mist Town has a population of 10,000 people, and nearby mail will gather here and send it out, but the post office on a rainy day is cold and terrible.

Running up the steps, Downton took off his cloak, folded it and placed it beside the doorway, before pushing open the peeling paint door, and he would try to avoid any possible scolding from the clerk.

In the hall, sixteen busy young postmen were sorting the mail, all with depressed expressions on their faces, and even a swearing in fragments.

"Justin, if you don't want to be expelled, you'd better keep silent, I'm outside the town, and I feel your resentment. Downton lowered his voice and reminded his friend.

"What are you afraid of, Ballmer can't hear it anyway!" Justin grumbled as he slammed the letter on the table, "I've been really unlucky lately." ”

"I'm worse than you, I've been deducted half of my salary by the clerk for all kinds of reasons, and if I continue like this, I'm going to starve to death. Matt sniffed, a pair of small eyes quickly glancing at the ink on the envelope, and then picked out the closer mail without a trace.

The postmen were paid according to the number of letters delivered, and Matt's small actions allowed him to earn at least two more durands a month.

This is a method that only seasoned veterans will understand, and Downton will naturally do the same, and he is even more proficient in playing than Matt.

"It's not you, except for Downton, who has been deducted money. ”

The postmen complained and cursed the clerk.

"If we work as hard as Downton, Ballmer can't find an excuse to deduct money. Matt's eyes rolled and he turned the conversation to Downton.

"It's impossible, the boss is bent on looking for trouble, and you can't hide from it. Justin shook his head, "I think Downton has been unlucky lately, he is regarded as a descendant of his predecessor, and if the clerk doesn't suppress him, there is no way to establish his authority." ”

Downton silently walked to the workbench, opened the leather mail bag, and got to work.

"Look at the carefulness of the people, not a single letter is wet, no wonder it is the best reputation and the most profitable among our more than 100 postmen. ”

The postmen looked at the hundreds of sealed letters drying by the window, and they were ashamed that they had accidentally wet them.

Every month, Downton was appointed to deliver letters, and this normalcy also alarmed the former clerk, who appreciated him quite much, and if it weren't for his young age, Downton would have been promoted.

"What are you going to do with the clerk? If you get rid of him, you'll definitely do us a great job to the postman. Matt complimented Downton, and the postmen looked at him expectantly.

You must know that Downton is the No.1 among postmen, and he has brought many newcomers.

"I'm worrying about how I can avoid being chased away by him, and you, all of you, be silent and concentrate on distraction!" Downton put on a distressed look, and the corner of his eye glanced at Matt.

Downton didn't take the bait, which made Matt's face flash with regret, this kid was too cautious and always couldn't catch the handle.

"Not surprisingly, Matt should be the guy who snitched off the clerk and led to Duren's dismissal. Downton frowned, this guy is really a colleague who spares no effort to flatter.

Bang, the door was slammed open, and Will, covered in mud, smashed the parcel to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Justin startled.

Will's left eyelid was swollen with only a slit remaining, the corners of his mouth were cracked, blood stained the clothes on his chest scarlet, and he limped as he walked.

"The next time the Sentinel asks for money, you just give it!" Downton sighed, "Unless you enter the soul level, open up your talent, and become a demon, don't resist." ”

"How do you know he's been beaten by a sentry?" Justin wondered, "It's also possible that he's a robber!"

"If it's a robber, he can't even keep his clothes. Downton pointed to the parcel, "Besides, do you think the robbers will not open it, what if there is something of value hidden in it?"

The postmen nodded, the outlaw robbers were not gentlemen, and they were eager to drain the oil and water from every lamb they touched, after all, every time they did it, they had to take a lot of risks, and naturally they had to ensure that the profits were maximized.

"Drink some!" Downton got up and poured a cup of hot water for Will.

"Is there a reason else?" said Melissa from the Personnel Department, walking in a coquettish catwalk, stooping down and rubbing Downton's chin.

She is a well-known beauty in the town, and some young people who are just starting to love often sneak out of the walls of her house to spy on her every move, and if they get a smiling wink, they will be happy to show off to their companions for a long time.

Melissa was wearing the popular low-cut tunic dress, which was already bare, and she was already bare, and this leaning over made them shake even more, almost falling out of their clothes.

Both Justin and Matt's eyes straightened, and they subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

"If he encounters a robber, Will will definitely go to the Sheriff's Office, then the time to wait for the acceptance and make the record will take at least twenty minutes, which is enough for his clothes to dry out and not so wet as they are now!"

"Really blackmailed?" Melissa's seductive gaze fell on Will's cheek.

"Well, the sentinels stole my money!"

Will had never been so noticed by a woman, and felt like being touched by a lover's delicate hand, his face was itchy, and his whole body writhed uncomfortably.

"It's miserable!" Melissa said.

Coo, watching the beautiful woman's fingers with red nail polish approach, and even a wisp of fragrance wafting into his nose, Will swallowed his saliva, his heart beating uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of his throat.

"I'll help you ask for leave, go back and wash up, and pay attention to safety next time." Melissa removed a twig from Will's head, and a smug smile flashed across her lips, pleased with her charm.

Will won't say anything cramped, after all, these postmen are all fifteen or sixteen years old, and they have experienced too little.

"Worthy of being the number one postman in our Morning Mist!" Melissa turned her gaze to Downton, looking at the delicate-looking young man, and couldn't help but stretch her white neck and kiss his cheek.

Downton quickly stretched out his hand to block Melissa's red lips, and a moist and delicate touch came from his palm, but he did not lose his mind at all, but was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and became more vigilant, this woman has a bad reputation in the town!

"Little one, still shy, okay, Zaijian, I'm going to lunch!" Melissa smiled, twisted her plump hips, and left the post office with a flower umbrella.

"What are you hiding?"

The postmen were envious, but then secretly relieved, glad that Melissa had not kissed him.

"My buttocks are so big, I want to touch them!" Justin's eyes chased Melissa's plump back, only to feel a dry mouth.

"I heard that she was secretly kept by a baron in town, and if you don't want to die for no reason, you'd better put that idea away!" Matt licked the corner of his lower lip.

"Are you being blackmailed too?" Will said in distress for his silver coin, trying to find a bit of mental balance from his companion.

"Then you don't need to ask, you screamed for nothing when those West moths were in vain!" Justin gave Will a blank look.

"No, I think Downton must have escaped, he is known as the most cunning fox in the West!" Matt reported Downton's nickname, and asked expectantly, "Is there any way? Please, share it!"

The postman's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new secret realm, and he stared at Downton with fierce eyes, and persuaded him with all his tongue.

Downton shook his head, silently looking down to sort out the letter.

"Tell us, we'll invite you to the Golden Ivory Tavern for a big meal, and find a dancer to spend the night with you!"

Thinking of Downton's excellence, the postmen became more urgent, pestering him hard, they had already decided that he had a way to escape the sentinel's blackmail, but he was just cherishing himself.

"What's the noise?" a hoarse yell suddenly broke the atmosphere in the hall, and Clerk Ballmer pushed open the maple door of his office and glared at the postmen, "Whoever told you to be lazy will be deducted a silver coin!"

The postmen bowed their heads and their faces were as ashen as a silver coin, enough for them to live on for three days, but no one dared to complain, and they were as docile as lambs.

"What are you doing, get back to work!" the stocky Ballmer walked out with a big belly, the tin soles of his shoes screeching brass on the floor.

"Will, you stay!"

Will was stunned for a moment, knowing that trouble was coming.

"Look what you've done? The floor is dirty, and another silver coin will be deducted. Ballmer stood in front of Will, swaggering and reprimanding.

"I—I didn't mean to!" Will was so frightened that he didn't even dare to wipe the saliva that had been sprayed on his face.

"Still talking!" Ballmer lifted his leg and kicked Will in the stomach.

Will took two steps backwards and fell to the ground, bending up like a shrimp, clutching his stomach and sweating profusely.

The postmen couldn't help it, and even their breathing was deliberately suppressed, and everyone was no stranger to the tyranny of the clerk, and they just wanted not to set themselves on fire.

"What are you doing lying down, go mop the floor, if the floor can't show your reflection, you won't have to go to work!" Ballmer is using the topic to make an excuse, he wants to erase the legacy of the previous one, so that these postmen will never dare to disobey any of his orders, so all the who are not convinced will be removed.

The clerk is not worried about manpower, and there are young people vying to be postmen in a dozen or so small towns nearby, after all, this is a decent job, and when he recruits, he can also make a lot of bribes by the way.

"Don't, I'll do it!" Will had the blood on his face faded and turned pale, and if he was fired, his father would have beaten him to death.

"Hmph, I'll just look at the results!" the clerk didn't listen to these explanations at all, this kid was bound to be fired.

"Your Excellency, you can see that he was injured on the job, and Melissa agreed that he would leave early. Downton straightened up, he knew the bad financial situation of the Will family, and if he lost his job, his sisters would have to go hungry.

"Is it your right to interject?" the clerk scolded, waving his hand to Downton's cheek.

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