For this long-lived witcher, Kaz's little caution naturally couldn't hide his strange eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although the intersection between the two of them was just a passing pass, the witcher could also sense whether Kaz was hostile to him with his keen insight and experience.

In fact, witchers are just different from ordinary humans, although they chase money, they have never done anything harmful. It's just that because of its weird appearance and long lifespan, it is regarded as alien by many humans.

Others are hostile, or look at freaks like freaks, and the witchers have long been accustomed to ignoring them. However, their insight is several times higher than usual, and even if they have the heart to ignore it, they have to suffer from the torture of the senses.

Time is not the best medicine, at least for witchers. They never rely on their strength to erase those who slander them, but can only silently endure the contempt from the weak. In this case, if you can still be mentally normal, it will be how strong willpower you have to bear it.

Many people with power and wealth are spying on the powerful power of the witchers. But no one really wants to bond with the witchers, more out of use, like using a tool, if it is broken, throw it away and replace it with a new one......

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The bald witch wears heartguard armor, a pair of loose hemp pants on his lower body, and a pair of leather ankle boots studded with spikes on his feet. Carrying behind him his terrifying broadsword, he stepped casually into Melwiz's study. He didn't salute Melwiitz as usual, but just stood at the table with a straight face and folded on his arms.

He also spoke to the point, not verbose at all: "There is no progress today, I propose to lift the night ban." ”

"No, I can't. ”

Melwiitz was on the desk and correcting the official documents, and without the slightest hesitation, blurted out the witcher's proposal very simply.

The demon hunter snorted as he hugged his shoulder, and his originally rigid face began to gradually become dissatisfied: "Hmph! Go according to your plan, we demon hunters will never think about getting commissions again, just sell the entire guild to you, okay!"

The witcher's name is Tatar, and his eccentricity lies in his alternation of calm and irritability. Tatar came yesterday with a steady appearance, but today it is like a different person.

In his heart, Tatar really didn't want to spend any more time on this kind of hard work. Today, in addition to making daily reports to Meliwitz, Tatar is also trying to test Meliwitz's bottom line, and if he can't reach a consensus, he doesn't plan to continue to fulfill the commission.

The quill in Melwitz's hand paused, he raised his head and glanced at Tatar, and asked indifferently, "The witcher claims to be the most disciplined, why?

"Of course not!"

Tatar then said to Melwiitz bluntly, "Isn't it okay to complain, we witchers have been working lately, but your night ban has been delayed. If you don't pay you, do you think it's in order?"

"Offer. ”

Tatar said it bluntly, and there was no need for Meliwitz to go about nonsense.

"You're so bold!" Tatar chuckled, "Well, we witchers won't let you pay extra gold, how about paying two hundred gold out of the money you promised?"

"Okay, I promise. After a pause, Melwitz continued, "There are strings attached." ”

Tatar was in a good mood because he was about to get the gold coin, but the second half of Melwiez's words came to his ears, and his expression showed a hint of complexity.

Tatar thought for a few seconds before he spoke, "You say!"

"In addition to investigating the case, you also need to protect the safety of the people in the city, so..."

Today, Tatar's incarnation was irritable, and his anger rose instantly because of Melwicz's words. He didn't let Meliwitz finish his speech at all, and just interrupted him.

Hey, hey, you're going too far! The agreement between me and you is to be responsible for investigating the case and arresting people, and what you just said is not included in the agreement, let me know!"

"Really?"

Melwiec has not yet had any emotional fluctuations in the face of Tatar's several insulting remarks, and he has been correcting official documents from his desk.

"You, you, our guild doesn't accept your commissions anymore!"

Tatar felt his breath in his heart, and a pair of pentagram-patterned eyes also glared angrily at Meliwiz.

"Okay, since you like to talk about the rules, return the previous commission and liquidated damages to the Ministry of Finance. ”

Tatar was speechless and grinded the back socket a few times. He thought to himself, not to mention the liquidated damages, even the previous commission had cost them a lot to repair and renovate the Demon Hunting Guild.

And the reason why Tatar asked Melwitz for money today regardless of his face was because the guild had not received a single order for many days, and it was about to reach the bottom of the rice tank. For the Demon Hunting Guild, the only big financier at the moment is really no one else except for Melwiez.

"Cut!Is the king of the town really a warrior? Why, in my opinion, those merchants in the market are not as good as the king of the town!"

"Whatever you like. Melwiitz didn't look at Tatar either, but only dealt with the correction and some of the documents that were left: "Is there anything else?"

"Alas," Tatar sighed and said reluctantly, "I can agree to your request, but I will get two hundred gold coins at once!"

After hearing this, Melwitz put down the official document that was being corrected in his hand, took a blank piece of paper in his hand, picked up the quill pen on his right hand and wrote on the desk. Melwitz turned the paper on which the words were written in one direction and pushed it in front of Tatar.

"Take it, someone outside the door will take you to get the gold coins. ”

Tatar stepped up to his desk and took the paper on which Meliwitz had written in his hand. He didn't immediately turn around and leave the study, but first stood in front of the desk and read it. After reading just a few lines, Tatar's face turned unhappy.

Syllable!

Tatar slapped the somewhat crumpled paper in front of Melwidz and angrily asked Melwidz, "What do you mean by that!"

Melwiitz narrowed slightly, looking at Tatar with an angry expression: "What do you mean?" ”

"Why 500 gold coins! Who made you allocate an extra 300 gold from the final commission?"

"Go get it, this is..."

Tatar didn't let Meliwitz speak clearly, and immediately shouted: "Lead your uncle!

"Don't you think presumptuous. ”

"Presumptuous, uncle, we can discuss if you change back, otherwise..."

"You can try. ”

This time, it was Meliwitz's turn to interrupt Tatar's words directly. The atmosphere in the study has dropped to freezing point, and a battle could break out at any moment.

"You can try. Melwitz interrupted the witcher with a light stroke, and the atmosphere in the study dropped to freezing for a moment, and a battle could break out at any moment......