"Uh, what's wrong with you?" the boy shook his hand in front of the dwarf, and the dwarf came back to his senses.

"No, no, nothing, nothing. The dwarf rubbed his eyes and gently took the 'Celestial Stone' in his hand, weighing the weight.

In the end, Anro confirmed that he was not dazzled

"I said, boy, you won't be the Holy Son sent by the Sect to play Lao Tzu, right?" An Luo was glancing at the young man, "Do the current Sect Nation like to let Dongyuan people be Holy Sons?"

"Well, that's not funny. The young man smiled wryly, "These are really what I got by chance. ”

"All of these?" An Luo was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the 'Holy Sword's Sword Sword', the 'Judgment of Fire', the steel prosthetic limb, and the 'Heavenly Stone' in his hand, "It's not funny for you to make this joke, hum." ”

"Forget it, I'm not one of those damn inquisitors anyway. Everyone has their own little secrets, and I have no interest in your past. ”

"Anyway, Lao Tzu's job is just to strike iron, and the rest is about Lao Tzu's. ”

Charlotte glanced at Anro's back and guessed that the dwarf might have a story of his own.

After all, dwarves living in the human race are a very conspicuous thing no matter how they think and look.

But that's not what Charlotte should be concerned about.

"Then please. ”

The boy was about to clean up the 'Judgment by Fire' on the table, but the dwarf grabbed him by the arm.

"Wait a minute. ”

"Uh, what's wrong?" Could it be that this dwarf has a soft spot for 'Judgment by Fire'?

"It's hard for you to wield this thing, can you?" Anro, looking at Charlotte's size and arm muscles, "And if you walk down the street with it and are not afraid that people will recognize you? ”

“... So what do you mean?"

"Although the core idea of this scimitar casting is genius-level, it has been added with a lot of unnecessary materials. In this way, you put it with me for a while, and Lao Tzu will transform it to ensure that you will not be able to smile when the time comes. ”

"Thank you so much. Charlotte clenched her fists in response, "As for this steel prosthetic, I won't need it for the time being, so I'd better put it here for you first." Sorry for your help."

"Hmph, whatever you want, who let Lao Tzu lose the bet. The dwarf shook his hand at Charlotte, "If you have nothing else to do, get out of here, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's work." ”

What a blunt dwarf.

After the boy and his grandson took their leave, they left the blacksmith shop.

......

Walking through the street at dusk, pedestrians hurriedly walked on both sides, seemingly in a hurry to return home. The boy stretched involuntarily, although he also wanted to go back to the tavern early to rest, but today's business was not finished yet.

"I have to go to the mercenary union to apply for a mercenary status..."He sighed, thinking of this and involuntarily starting to have a headache.

To apply to be a mercenary, it is naturally indispensable to test strength, class segmentation, etc., and may cause a lot of trouble. But after becoming a mercenary, you can increase your strength in the mission, and you can also get paid to earn gold, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

And Charlotte's gold is decreasing day by day, and if she doesn't have a stable income, she will soon be sleeping on the streets.

Luckily, the dwarven blacksmith didn't charge any fees, and even the materials were paid by himself, so if he hadn't made the bet, it would have been a huge expense.

"Life is hard. The boy complained to himself, his pace picking up involuntarily, "I hope the union doesn't close so early." ”

......

Coming to the gate of the mercenary guild again, the boy took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

When the door was opened, several knights in pure white armor walked out of the union quickly. Seeing this, Charlotte immediately gave in and stood on the side of the gate.

As if remembering something when a knight led the way to the gate, he turned and shouted to the guild, "I'll come again, I hope you'll think again." ”

With that, he waved his hand and walked out the door. And when he passed by the boy, he glanced at him, and walked away quickly with a low snort.

(What's going on?)

Charlotte recognized that this group of knights in white armor was the paladins on this continent, who directly belonged to the Holy Sect, and could be said to be the main soldiers of the Sect.

(But it's strange that the Paladins would find the Mercenary Guild?) With such a question, the teenager walked into the union.

Probably due to the paladin's reason just now, the drinking area was unusually deserted, and only a few mercenaries were whispering. But when Charlotte walked into the union, all eyes were on Charlotte again.

It seems that a person from Dongyuan in the West Pole Continent is even more dazzling than a paladin in white armor.

The boy sighed secretly, ignoring the gaze around him, and walked quickly to a vacant counter.

"Hello. Charlotte said hello to the receptionist, and was a little surprised to find that it was the same lady who was in charge of picking him up yesterday.

"Ah, hello, I see you again. Maybe the reason why he is from Dongyuan is deeply remembered by the other party, "Do you have any tasks that need to be released today?"

"Well, I'm not here today to post a mission. ”

"That's?"

"I want to apply to be a mercenary. ”

As soon as the words fell, all the eyes of the audience fell on the young man, including the mercenaries and receptionists who were preparing to take over the task next to him.

"You... Want to apply to be a mercenary?" the young lady didn't seem to hear clearly, and confirmed it again and again.

"Well, yes. The boy nodded resolutely.

"But... "Probably because Charlotte is so young, the receptionist is hesitating.

Officially, applying for a mercenary has nothing to do with age, but there is almost no such thing as Charlotte, who has no family background and no particularly outstanding strength.

Because a teenager as old as Charlotte is still training in the Knight Academy or the Academy of Magic.

If it weren't for Charlotte's ragged clothes and the face of a Dongyuan person, the receptionist would have no doubt that the teenager had just slipped out of the academy and wanted to challenge herself.

Just as the receptionist lady hesitated, a soothing voice sounded from the stairs on the second floor.

"It's okay, let him try. It was a mature-looking, brown-haired woman in tight civilian clothes who spoke as she walked slowly down the stairs.

"Yes, Ms. Mavis. The receptionist nodded respectfully, took out a form and pen from the counter, and handed it to the boy.

"Thank you, who are you?" the boy nodded in acknowledgement.

"My name is Sylvia Mavis, and I'm the regional manager of the Mercenary Guild for this harbor. Just call me Mavis. She held up the frames on the bridge of her nose.

From her confident performance and mature appearance, Charlotte can tell that she is a strict and shrewd person.

(Excuse me.) The young man secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, he was not good at being a strong woman.

"Then, please fill in the form with your nickname, actual age, blood rank, and power class. The receptionist lady patiently explained, "Please rest assured that we will keep all other personal information about you, including your age, confidential in detail." ”

"Other personal information, so the class of strength and the class of blood are not within the scope of confidentiality?"

"Since mercenaries often need to work in groups, it's important to have your companions get to know you well. Mavis walked over to the receptionist and lifted her glasses, "This is also a responsible attitude for the partners you will cooperate with in the future, isn't it?"

To be honest, Charlotte didn't like Mavis's aggressive attitude, but there was no other way to become a mercenary.

"I see. The boy picked up the form in his hand and began to fill it out.