Chapter 8: The Eagle

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"Maffeo, what do you think of that guy?" Marcos was holding a weed in his mouth, which seemed to be the result of his habit.

"The Celestial? Honestly, man, he's a weirdo. ”

"Hey, someone saved your life. ”

"I'm really grateful for that, but don't you notice? He hardly laughs, like the priest who prayed to us every day when we were kids. Maffeo spread his hands.

"What do you think we can do with him?" said Marcos.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean pulling him into our guild. ”

"God, are you serious, Marcos?"

"What's this, I'm sure he'll make a good partner. ”

"Maybe, I hope you're right. Maffeo shrugged.

After a busy day, the Belmar Town Hall is no longer crowded with people, but with scattered people who have come to hand in commissions. The commissioner's expression was bad, and he seemed ready to explode at any momentβ€”after another day of noise and crowding. Maffeo placed the two horns of the minotaur in front of the Commissioner, who pushed his glasses and threw them into a quest bag beside him after just one glance. Maffeo didn't dare to speak, the person in front of him didn't seem to be in a very good mood, and he didn't want to provoke the commissioner to pour out all his anger on himself. The commissioner took out a bag of gold coins from the box behind him a little impatiently, "Take it, this is your reward." ”

Maffeo handed the bag of gold coins to Marcos, who weighed it in his hand for a moment and said, "I think we made about 1,000 gold coins on this trip, and it shouldn't be much of a problem to renovate the house." Come on, let's go to the old gentleman and get the list of items. ”

The revolver spun on her slender fingers, and Kelly looked at the disgruntled Karl in front of her: "You said it was okay yourself." ”

"No kidding, how do I know your broken gun jams so easily?" Karl smoked, his eyelids drooping.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any extra guns, but it's better to have a weapon than not to have one, isn't it?" Kelly smiled and handed the revolver towards Carl.

"God......" Carl looked a little tired, and he reluctantly took the revolver, which almost cost him his life.

"Do you remember the last time you left me with the scrapped two revolvers?"

"What's wrong?"

"Your pair of revolvers are much better than the ones I gave you, I think they should be able to be fixed if I could, but I don't have the tools to repair them. ”

"......" Carl leaned back in his chair a little speechlessly, and he expressed his helplessness in silence.

"Don't be too disappointed, though, I'll try to figure it out for you. ”

Carl didn't seem to want to say anything more, he slowly got up, put out the finished cigarette on the table, and then turned and walked out of the room.

"Rude bastards. Kelly muttered quietly.

The evening breeze slapped on Carl's face, and a sense of fatigue swept through his body. Karl sighed softly, and the merchant pushing a cart of swords slowly passed in front of him, and for some reason two shadows with swords in their minds came to mind. "Brother...... "Karl muttered, his eyes looking to the sky, and the first bright star appeared in the sky.

Maffeo took the list of items and looked at the huge market area in front of him a little blankly. "Hell, where's that goddamn shop?" said Maffeo under a low curse. He pulled out a small note from his pocket that Marcos had left for him, which only vaguely told him the approximate location. "Damn Marcos, can't you just write it clearly?"

After searching like a headless fly for ten or so minutes, Maffeo finally arrived at the door of the shop. Like most houses in Belmar, the two-storey shop in front of you is not particularly ornately decorated, and the plain white color represents the style of the place. Maffeo cautiously pushed open the door of the shop, which was not too dim, and dozens of candles lit every corner of the house, which also reminded Maffeo of a church he used to visit as a child.

The products in the store are arranged in a hierarchical manner, and the price of each product is marked below so that customers can see it. The owner is a middle-aged man with a big beard, and he looks more like a traveler on a long journey than the owner who runs a shop. Maffeo had been looking at the goods on the cabinets around him, and the middle-aged man was just holding his chin with his hand and waiting for the young man to come and talk to him.

"Your eyes are broken?" After waiting for a while, the middle-aged man seemed a little impatient to wait, and he knocked on the table.

"I'm sorry, I... First time here. Maffeo scratched his head.

"You should be lucky that I'm going to be closing my door and going home. The middle-aged man didn't seem to buy the perfunctory apology.

"I need something on this list. Maffeo shoved the list and a bag of gold coins in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took out a pair of glasses from a small box next to him and put them on, he scanned the contents of the list, and said: "I have some things here, but some of them you have to find another way, but if you are willing to wait a few more days, I think I should be able to help you get these materials." ”

"Alright, let's send them over when you get them all. ”

"No problem, where are these things going to be delivered?" said the middle-aged man as he opened the bag and checked the number of gold coins.

"Just behind the market area, a house with a black flag. ”

The middle-aged man took out a small portion of gold coins from his bag and pushed them back to Maffeo, "Not so much, I don't think it will be too long to send it to you, about three days." β€œ

"Thank you!"

With the sound of moonlight and the closing of shops, Maffeo returned to the inn.

"Done?" said Marcos, lying leisurely on the bed.

"You've hurt me, it's easy to find. Maffeo grumbled. "Can't you just write it clearly on a slip of paper?"

"Don't tell me you didn't find it. ”

"Why, everything will be delivered to the old gentleman in a few days. ”

"I think we can rest for a few days, don't we? If you want to keep making some money, I certainly wouldn't object. ”

"Maybe......" Maffeo removed his half-shoulder cloak and collapsed onto the bed. "I've got to get some sleep dude, I'm so tired......"

Three days later, a carriage loaded with materials stopped in front of Edward's house, where Maffeo and Marcos, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him. Under the baking of the sun, the two of them carried the materials from the car to the house one by one. After half an hour of moving, the wagon was finally empty. The two of them wiped the sweat from their foreheads and watched as the wagon that had finished their work drifted away. After that, the two spent a few more days renovating the house with these materials. After some renovation by the two of them, the house was finally restored to its proper appearance. In order not to make the two of them work too hard, Edward paid for all the tables and chairs in the room to be replaced with new ones. He found another tailor and repaired the tattered black flag. At least I can do something about it. Edward thought.

Now, all that's left is to come up with a name for the guild.

The sun is always warm, just like the two lying on the roof of the guild, enjoying the warmth of the sun at the moment.

"So, that's all that's left to give the guild a name, right?" Maffeo squinted, looking at the sun that almost blinded him.

"Do you have any ideas?" said Marcos, tucking his half-shoulder cloak over his chest.

"Jackdaw...... How?"

"You named your guild after a bird?" Marcos laughed.

"Then great Lord Marcos, can you tell me what name you would like to choose?" Maffeo replied in a mocking tone.

"Let me think about it...... , well, I don't know. Marcos pouted.

"Get out of here, Marcos. Maffeo muttered.

The two stopped bickering and were silent.

An eagle roared in the sky, and an eagle swept over the heads of the two with a gust of wind. Almost at the same time, a word came out of the mouths of the two: "Eagle!"

At that moment, the two looked at each other and smiled.