Gmy wondered why Sylvia slept in the bed and had to sleep on the floor.

After returning to the room last night, Sylvia directly occupied the bed, and also drove the dark to the floor for different reasons for men and women, and most importantly - there was no quilt!

Sitting on the cold floor, I spent the long night meditating, and woke up in the morning with a terrible back pain. Sylvia looked like a vigorous tiger and circled around him.

"Dark, why do you look so bad? Are you sick?" asked Sylvia at the dinner table.

"No, I'm just a little tired and a little sore in my back. "Just kidding, how can a demon get sick?

"Backache?" Sylvia looked suspiciously at her waist. "You can't be kidney deficient, right? ”

Hearing Sylvia's speculation, Gin almost didn't squirt out the soup in her mouth. Good guy, Sylvia actually said that he has a kidney deficiency! He is a five-good demon, one is not a girl, and the other is not *** Even a fairy like Sylvia who looks so beautiful can sit still and not mess up with him, how can he have kidney deficiency? This is simply impossible!

The other adventurers who had also eaten by themselves turned their heads to look at the two of them in the same room last night, and they felt as if they understood something, and they all let out a "oh-" in unison, and then lowered their heads and chuckled.

"Hey, not what you think!" Sylvia's face flushed, and the rough-drawn girl finally realized how misleading she had been when she dressed up for a few words.

"We all understand, we all understand. The adventurers laughed.

Sylvia, the stupid elf, had done another stupid thing, and Gloomy had to wipe her ass. It's not just for Sylvia's sake, it's also for her own reputation, otherwise God knows what this group of people would have gotten the word about.

Reaching out and tapping on the cutlery, the crisp echo of the spoon and plate together made the table fall silent.

He looked around and said, "You'd better forget something, I don't want to make a move." ”

Originally, some of the adventurers who had gotten away with it accused them of saying that Glo and Sylvia were too young, so young that people would subconsciously think of them as ordinary teenagers and girls. The jingle chirp evoked the adventurers, who remembered that the unobtrusive boy was a top-notch assassin, and that killing them was a matter of fingers.

In the next few days, the atmosphere was more eerie - everyone was eating their own things with their heads down, no one dared to speak, and the entire hall seemed to have turned from life to death in an instant.

Breakfast passed in such an atmosphere, and Dark and Sylvia were on the road again, their outfits not much different from yesterday, the only difference was that the bag in Dark's hand had begun to smell.

In relatively hot weather, the meat will deteriorate quickly, and with the current weather and temperature, I am afraid that if it does not reach Gray Goose City, the five heads will be seriously rotten, and then there will be no bounty.

For his bounty, he used shadow magic to block the direct sunlight of the bag containing the human heads, lowering the temperature by some to prevent the human heads from rotting too quickly and allowing them to hold on to the Grey Goose City.

The two of them didn't encounter any more bandits along the way, and he was a little disappointed in this, otherwise he might have been able to get a few heads in exchange for more bounties.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived in Gray Goose City, and the city gate happened to be open, accompanied by the elf girl, and he wanted to avoid the inspection of the guards in the small town of Berg, and even confiscated the entrance fee, which made him sigh even more at the benefits of being an elf, and even the inspection and entrance fee were less.

After entering the city, Gloomy used an almost brutal way to knock away four or five tooth men who wanted to come and find life, and took the elf girl to ask for directions while rushing towards the Inspector's Mansion, and on the way, he once again felt the huge privilege of the elf identity - even asking for directions has a special bonus. As long as Sylvia asks for directions, the person being asked will happily tell her the route, but if she asks, it will be different, some people have a very bad attitude, and some people simply ignore him.

"It's good to be an elf. He smiled bitterly and said to Sylvia that he had just asked what to do on the last leg of the way to the Inspector's Mansion, and had paid a copper coin for a Pompin blue, but there was no way, he was asking a flower vendor, and if he didn't pay for his flowers, the vendor would ignore him.

"I've got you. "This boupin blue is useless in Di's hands, but he is reluctant to throw away this flower worth a copper coin, and it is a little too weird for him to hold a flower as a man, it is better to give it to Sylvia, this wayfinding flower is the best choice for Sylvia.

"Give it to me if you don't want it. Sylvia rolled her eyes at Di, and then kicked Di's ass again, she especially likes to do this these days, and Di's ass has already been kicked by Sylvia a lot.

"Can you not kick your ass? The shoe prints left behind are very troublesome to deal with. Gloomy said with some annoyance.

Sylvia ignored him, she sniffed the pointin blue to herself, this blue flower with nine petals has a light fragrance, Sylvia likes it very much, and accidentally indulges in the fragrance of flowers.

The appearance of the elves is outstanding, and Sylvia's appearance is the best among the elves, because she is not yet a thousand years old and looks a little green, between this sniff, it instantly releases a full of innocent girlish atmosphere, and it immediately attracts the attention of the whole street. The pedestrians, men and women, young and old, were all admiring this beautiful scene.

"Yes, it's nice to have such a good partner. He nodded to the side, thinking to himself.

Detached from the wonderful feeling of the scent of flowers, Sylvia was surprised to find that everyone was looking at her, and the elf girl, who had never been watched by so many people, covered her face shyly, causing a good-natured laugh.

Gloomy took Sylvia's hand and took the shy girl away from the place that was a little scary to her.

Sylvia was now like a frightened lamb, obediently following him, holding his hand tightly, as if she had found a life-saving straw. The girl's hands were soft and warm, and she felt that Sylvia's palms were full of sweat, and she was nervous and anxious when she was watched by so many people just now, and Sylvia, who had lived in the forest carefree since she was a child.

"Rest assured, Sylvia, we're out of there. When I arrived at the gate of the Inspector's Mansion, I said.

Sylvia opened her eyes and saw the first glimpse of Gloom Hexi's smile, and although the four slightly sharp tiger teeth ruined the overall beauty, Sylvia still felt very kind.

"Actually, it's pretty handsome. The elven girl thought to herself.

Bounty Notice

Recently, the city leads to the town of Berg, the official road bandits in the town of Black Pine are rampant, Miss Wella, the eldest daughter of the Black Star Viscount, is missing on the road, according to the news, it is the five wolf bandit gang that kidnapped Miss Wella, and now a reward is specially offered for the five wolf bandit gang, if anyone is captured or killed, the bounty is 1,000 gold coins.

April 22, 728 in the Bright Lunar calendar

It was a three-month-old bounty notice that had been pinned to the top, and it was a little worn, and the portraits of the five robbers that Darkness had killed were impressively on it.

After discovering that the five robbers on it were the five killed by the "Rose" thorn, Glomy did not hesitate to remove the notice, indicating that he had completed it.

There were still a lot of mercenaries under the sign, and they were also looking for a bounty notice, and their eyes were about to bulge when they saw the young man dressed as an assassin, with a hood, and an elf girl in his hand, remove the notice. The five wolves who haven't been solved for more than three months have actually been dealt with by this kid?

A careful mercenary spotted the bag in his hand, and looked closely at the bulge on it, exactly five!

"Oh my God, each of the five wolves has the strength of a great swordsman, and together they can match the strength of a brass swordsman, and they will actually be killed by that kid? How old is that kid this year? fifteen or sixteen?" asked a mercenary in disbelief.

"No, he looks so young......"

Ignoring the other people's comments, Dark approached the hall with Sylvia.

There were still a lot of people in the hall of the Inspector's Office, most of them came to ask for information about the reward, and some came to hand over the reward, but very few.

Seeing Glo and Sylvia coming in, a sweet lady in the uniform of the Inspectorate stepped forward and asked, "Hello two, do you want to report the case or hand over the reward?"

"Handover bounty. He raised the bounty notice in Yang's hand.

"Please follow me. Hearing that such a young man was actually here to hand over the reward, a trace of surprise flashed in the hostess's eyes, but her good quality made her react quickly, and she reached out to the two and made a "please" gesture.

The waitress led the way, and Dark and Sylvia followed her to a counter, and the waitress took them here and stood quietly to the side, ready to pick them up. down the service.

Behind the counter sat an old man who looked to be in his sixties. The old man was reading a briefing when he saw someone coming and put it aside.

"Young man, what kind of reward are you handing over, and where is the evidence?" asked the old man.

"Here it is. The general handed over the bounty notice and a bag of heads.

After the old man took the things, he first glanced at the notice and found that it was the reward of the five wolves, and there was a hint of surprise on his face. He opened the bag, and a strong stench of corpses immediately wafted through the hall.

The people nearby who smelled the corpse stench turned on their faces as usual, and continued to do what they were doing, even the hostess, which they had encountered so many times that they had long been familiar with.

"Yes, those five guys. Have you seen Miss Wella?" the old man examined it carefully, and although the head was a little rotten, he could vaguely see the original appearance.

"No, we suspect that Miss Wella has been killed. Gloom said.

"Well, I hope the Viscount will mourn. The old man folded his hands in a prayer, and then he handed out a money bag:

"This is the bounty, a thousand gold coins. ”