【Chanda】This rich and comfortable city, it has many resounding titles. Bards once compared it to a 'dazzling pearl', while the nobles and traders of the mainland countries called it a 'free trade city', and the common people praised the city as a 'city of rangers'.

Although it is known as the city of rangers, it is a mixed place. There are indeed a lot of rangers, but there are also a lot of other kinds of characters, such as cooks, servants, and even beggars here, who may be wanted or wanted by various countries on the mainland.

And the owner of this Ranger City, whether you are a Jiangyang thief or a Ranger swordsman, as long as you make enough contributions to [Chanda], you will be able to obtain various honorary badges from the [Chanda] Sheriff, and the door here will definitely be open for you unconditionally.

Since the division of the Karad Empire, in order to protect his territory from war, Count Alassis, the lord of the free city of [Chanda], paid a tax to the "Nord Kingdom" and the "Virgia Kingdom" every year, and promised not to participate in the civil war on the mainland.

Due to the fact that Chanda is located on the main transportation route between the two countries, there are many merchants passing by, and even if he pays two taxes, the Count of Arassis is more than rich. And in the entire Karadian continent, there is no smoke of war, and only the free city [Chanda] can live a peaceful life.

The major chambers of commerce in the Kingdom of Vegia and the Kingdom of Nord are happy to do business in Chanda, as they can be protected by the guards in the city of Chanda.

In this free trade city, merchants do not need to worry about carrying their goods over thousands of mountains and rivers, going through the risks of coming here, and they want to make a fortune, but because of the sudden declaration of war between the two countries, they are afraid that they will be executed as spies.

In the early morning of the third day, the mercenary team of the mercenary leader Victor returned to their base [Chanda]. The mercenary's banner and the badge of honor issued by the local sheriff allowed them to be exempted from the poll tax for entering the city.

In return, every mercenary team and hunter organization stationed in the city must be responsible for protecting Chanda's safety when it is invaded by outsiders. Of course, the lord of [Chanda] will also pay for this.

There are many mercenary groups and bounty hunter organizations on the continent of Calradia, but their headquarters are all set up in the mercenary hall of Zenda in Liberty City. Therefore, there is a prohibition that must be adhered to in the major mercenary guilds - never attack [Chanda]!

A team of nearly 100 people gathered in a small mercenary tavern, and each brother took out almost half of the money in his bag to order the best wine, and a group of hot-blooded people living under the cold-blooded profession entrusted their emotions to alcohol and vented to their heart's content.

Only the arrogant Jamila did not stay in the tavern hall with the group. She went upstairs alone, back to the little room of her own, bolted the door from the inside, and carefully counted the various items she had collected from the corpses.

Victor and Mathilde went directly to the mercenary hall located on Mercenary Street in the west of the city, which is also the only mercenary hall in the entire city.

Bounty hunter organizations used by lords to suppress banditry, assassins used by politicians to achieve their goals, guards for caravans, slave escorts for slave traders, and even battle formations for regular armies were all gathered in the mercenary hall to meet employers everywhere.

The major mercenary teams and other organizations stationed in the city of [Chanda] will send members of the team who are articulate and good at talking to be stationed in the mercenary hall, and these people are responsible for negotiating business with those employers on behalf of their respective mercenary teams.

Mercenary employers from all over the mainland will gather in the mercenary hall and look for a mercenary team that they are satisfied with and the right price from these mercenary teams. Victor's treasurer, Resarit, is currently negotiating an employment contract with Rhodok's employer in the Mercenary Hall.

After two drinks with his companions in the hall, Alleyn also left the tavern, preferring to wander around the bustling and crowded streets of [Zenda] rather than his companions.

The long-standing and ancient [Chanda] still adheres to the architectural style of the ancient Karad Empire, with a random church, a corridor, a fountain, and a statue that have a history of four or five hundred years.

Although the streets of the city are noisy and crowded, the buildings on both sides are very neat and clean. The stained glass paintings on the altar and transept are the works of the art giants Chagao and Osgudu, and are very valuable. Across the bridge is the cathedral, which is connected by two towers.

"Walk by, pass by, don't miss it! Ladies and gentlemen, in this tent you can meet real goblins, this is not a legend, they are real goblins! Only two feet tall! real goblins! It only takes one dinar to see! real goblins! Good and cheap!" With a crisp sound, a fat man dressed as a merchant shook the bell in his hand and recommended his goods to the crowd around him.

It can be seen that his gimmick is very eye-catching, but the people around him do not have the posture of paying for it, they just crowd each other and wait to see the excitement.

"One dinar, you can buy five sacks of wheat!Just to watch a monster? No kidding! You might as well rob it!" someone in the crowd complained that the price was too high.

"Go, you know! This is a real goblin, not a sow that you see every day!" the crowd erupted in laughter.

"Get out of the way if you don't have any money!" said the merchant, with his hands crossed over his waist and a disgusting face, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and bowed. "Venerable lord, I suggest you go and take a look, this is the only goblin on the continent of Calradia, absolutely real! These scumbag farmers don't know how to appreciate it, I bet you won't!"

Out of curiosity, Alleyne shoved a dinar into the merchant's hand.

"Please come in, please come in, my most generous lord, and I assure you that you will not be disappointed. He held his hat to his chest and saluted Alleyne beside him, and diligently lifted the curtain in front of the tent.

There was a wave of ridicule from the crowd.

"Look at that old man, there is nowhere to spend the money! What an idiot!hahaha!"

"What a gorgeous outfit... Gee... It's a noble boy, isn't it? These years of aristocrats, taking the money we spend on farming to appreciate some goblins, it's really hard to live these days..."

"Isn't it..."

"Shhh

"Go, go, you filthy pigs!" the merchant hurriedly smiled, and he clenched the money bag in his hand, for fear that the other party would regret it. "Don't be surprised, my lord, they are a bunch of uninformed peasants, don't be like them. ”

Alleyne shook his head and stepped into the tent. The light inside was weak, and he stood for a few seconds to get his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he looked up.

In the center of the tent was a round table, on which a jar for curing meat, a common case in Kugit homes, was placed, and Ellen stepped forward.

"Hello, sir, it's an honor to serve you, let me help you. The hoarse voice came from the corner, and the face of an ordinary middle-aged man emerged from the darkness.

Alleyne breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his grip on the hilt.

Although the years were not peaceful, and the robbers and thieves under various guises used all kinds of means for money, but Alleyne was not worried, in fact, he was very happy to meet them, because the wool came out of the sheep, and sometimes, the money will come faster when robbing and robbing you, of course, this is inseparable from his skill with the knife, after all, it is his ability to eat.

The middle-aged man lifted the lid above the jar with one hand, and moved the oil lamp he was carrying to the top of the jar with the other, signaling the mercenary in front of him to look down at him.

Arenn saw the creature, which was only two feet tall, and he involuntarily took a step back.

It's a face that can't be described in words.

Where there should have been a nose, there were two deep holes in its place... The ears are pointy, the mouth is only white and sensen's teeth, and the upper and lower lips are missing... The face had the body of a human being, and with the help of the light, he could barely see its forelimbs, which had only three fingers, and it was like the devil of hell.

The signs that the creature was alive were the frightened look in the creature's eyes and its trembling body when it raised its head the moment the lid was opened.

"It can also speak, call a master. The middle-aged man patted the jar.

"Ba... Bar... Pull... The strange creature squeezed two words out of its throat, which sounded more like the wails of a wild beast.

"Well, sir, thank you for watching, I hope you are satisfied. The middle-aged man covered the jar and turned his back.

Alleyne froze, and suddenly realized something.

"Please let me appreciate it again, the light is too dim, I want to see it better. Alleyne demanded.

"Then you need to add money, sir, please go back, or take another dinar." In the darkness, Alleyne couldn't see the middle-aged man's expression.

Alleyn was silent for a moment, then walked quickly out of the tent.

"How's it going, my lord, do you still have an appetite for you? I'm not wrong?" the merchant leaned in, trying to use the other to arouse the curiosity of the others, who seemed to Alleyne to be more like asking for a tip, so Alleyne threw him a few more dirhams.

"Look! Look! the honorable lord thinks it's worth it after spending the money!" said the merchant to the people around him, showing off the coins in his hand. "Walk by, pass by, don't miss it! Ladies and gentlemen, you can meet real goblins in this tent!"

"What the hell is it like?"

"Hey, that's a lie, isn't it? You're in league with them, aren't you?"

"What the hell is it, tell us, you stingy!" said Alleyne, hugging the crowd and leaving on his own.

As dusk approached, the merchant's carriage drove along the country road.

"What a lucky day! There are so many guests! But you have to be careful with me, old rules! If the next city doesn't exceed today's number, you won't want to eat!" said the merchant lying in the back of the carriage as he kicked the middle-aged man who was driving the carriage.

"Stop!" the carriage stopped after a sudden jolt.

"What's the matter? Are you itching again?" the merchant struggled to sit up, looking in the direction of the middle-aged man's trembling arm, and he couldn't help but feel distracted.

A man in a cloak stood in the middle of the road, which not only obscured his eyes, but also had a dagger and several hand axes pinned to the belt underneath, and he played with a scimitar in his hand and a spear by his side.

"Take the initiative, I won't know the depth if I make a move. The man carelessly trimmed his nails with a scimitar.

The merchant silently threw the money bag over, he knew that encountering such a situation would usually be more auspicious, so he used the greatest patience to win the opportunity for the other party's sympathy, and it was possible to survive.

Besides, these ...... The businessman clenched his fists, distressed and distressed, as long as the baby is there, he will not worry about making money, as the saying goes, as long as there is life, there will be a future and hope.

The man raised his hand and took the money bag and walked over. "Let me take a look at your goods, I heard it's a real goblin. ”

"My dearest lord, that's just a tool for my livelihood, it's nothing to look at, to be honest, it's just a deformed dog, don't offend your noble eyes..."The merchant bowed desperately, almost kneeling down to lick his boots.

"Such an ugly creature, why are you still keeping him alive? The goblin is meant to be harmful, and you still keep it as a treasure? What if she is allowed to escape? Forget it, let me do a good deed, I will help you send her to God, no, she shouldn't take her there, right? Send it to Satan! Save yourself from harming people!" The man lifted the lid and looked at it carefully for a moment, then raised the knife high and aimed it at the jar.

The middle-aged man who had been trembling next to him suddenly rushed over and hugged the man's leg. "Please, my lord, it is harmless, it poses no threat to anyone, and my lord, please raise your noble hand, it has never hurt anyone...... I swear to God, what I say is true..."

"Yes, my lord, I have given you all the money, you can give us a way to live, what my servant said is true, and I swear to God. The merchant was on the sidelines to help.

"But the harvest has not been good these days, and I want to get some blood tonight, sir. The man said as he gestured into the jar.

"Your Excellency... Please..."The middle-aged man grabbed the man's boots and held on. "Please, sir! What else do you like here, please take it with you, but this goblin is not worth your dirty hands, my lord!

The merchant glared at him fiercely, thinking that until now, let's lose the chariot and protect the handsome!"Yes, my lord, the carriage is fine, you can take it with you, as long as you leave us something to eat..."

"Get out of here!well, give you a choice, it's either this goblin or you, I've got to see some blood tonight anyway!" the man kicked the middle-aged man away and pointed his cutlass at the merchant.

The merchant looked at the blade in front of him, and habitually held his hat to his chest and began to tremble. "Your Excellency, please continue, in fact, if you want me to say, this goblin should have died a long time ago, I heard that it can also suck blood... This kind of thing, it's better to cut it with a thousand cuts...", he pointed to the jar.

"You ......" The middle-aged man lying on the ground raised his head sharply, and he glared at the merchant angrily.

"In this case, it can only be that we are too lucky... Come to think of it, I saved your life. The merchant lowered his head and muttered, not daring to look into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"That's good, just understand that. The man turned, ready to move.

"My lord, I'm willing to die for her!" the middle-aged man seemed to have made a decision.

"Do you want to think clearly?" the man didn't seem surprised, and slowly turned around, aiming his scimitar at the middle-aged man.

"Yes, my lord, I am willing to die for her!" the middle-aged man stood up.

"Is there any special reason why you should do this?"

"Nope. ”

"You idiot! Anyway, you chose it yourself, don't resent me when you get there, I saved you a second time this time!" The merchant was a little helpless, but a little happy, after all, his life was saved, and the baby was saved, but the death of a servant was not a big deal.

"Well, as a bonus, give you the right to your last words. The man motioned for the merchant to stand across from the middle-aged man.

"Master, thank you for saving my life......"

"This is the second time! you chose to die!" the merchant interrupted him rudely, quickly getting into the right place. "What a hopeless fool you are!"

The middle-aged man begged his master, "Please live well... Take her... For the sake of my years of serving you... Please let her be well..."

"My God, what have I done... Why would I agree to do that in the first place? How can I do it... My God!" the middle-aged man clasped his hands into fists in front of his chest and knelt down. "Poor child... My only hope is that you will live a little longer than I am, may God save my soul..."

"Are you ready?" the man faced the middle-aged man, the scimitar in his hand exuding an aura of death.

"Ahh Door!" The moment the middle-aged man spoke, the sound of the scimitar in its sheath came over, and at the same time, an arc-shaped electric light flashed in the night.

The merchant's eyes widened, and he was amazed to see the middle-aged man on the other side unharmed, and he tried to stretch his neck to see more closely, and he did.

The middle-aged man looked at the head of the merchant who had rolled to the side in horror, and asked involuntarily. "Why?"

"Because it's just a goblin, damn it. The man walked over to the middle-aged man and threw down the money bag. "You're free, take her with you. ”

The middle-aged man held the money bag in both hands and asked involuntarily again. "Why?"

"Because she was still a child, she shouldn't have lost her father too soon. ”

The man walked back, bowed his head and drew his spear. "That disease is called dwarfism in my country, take good care of her, just make sure that her nose, ears, fingers... All the wounds you cut off will not become infected, and she will live longer than we do. ”

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes. ”

"Where to go?"

"A place where there are no goblins. ”

"May God be with you!"

"Will you sing Heavenly Grace?"

"Yes..."

"Amazing grace, so sweet, that we sinners have been forgiven. I was lost in the past, but now I am on the right path, once blind, but I can see it again. Such grace, so that the heart is awe-inspiring, such grace, so that I do not be afraid......" The middle-aged man sang, and could not help but burst into tears, he watched the man's figure disappear into the black night, and turned to the goblin in the jar and stretched out his arms. "I'm sorry, my daughter..."