The next morning, as the supposedly simple-minded, well-limbed adventurers and mercenaries entered the West Coast, it became more lively and crowded than usual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Maffeo sat on a bench in the shopping street with his eyelids drooping and looked at the adventurers and mercenaries who had entered the town from the border, most of whom had never been to this beautiful harbor town. So they look around, and for fellow adventurers, this kind of moment is often the one that arouses their greatest interest.

It's just that from the perspective of the local residents and nobles, the impression of this group of people has always remained arrogant, simple-minded, and can only solve everything with swords and axes. They cast disdainful glances at the adventurers, and if they could, they would even like them to plant a big heel and fall bruised.

Maffeo had seen Uma, and he was at the front of the group, and from his expression, he could tell that he was tired of the damned nobles of Hutton Marr. But as Marcos said, there will always be a beginning and an end, and I believe that for Umma, the matter of asking for help is completely over. Perhaps because of the danger it might bring to Huttonmar and the prestige of Queen Skady among the people, the nobles finally chose to help.

"Hey guys, I love it here. A mercenary said.

"Anywhere you've ever been, you've said that. Joke taunts followed.

"Did anyone see my damn sword oil?"

"Of course, you should go to the drawer in Queen Skady's bedroom. ”

Some of them tried to strike up a conversation with the girls here, but more often than not, they were only rewarded with a resounding slap in the face, and even that didn't stop their eyes from sweeping over the sensitive parts of the girls' bodies. Uma sighed, he began to worry a little, could these seemingly unreliable guys really be able to assist the academy in investigating Sky City?

Mirna had been waiting for Uma in front of Lorien's shop early in the morning, her waist crossed and her toes tapping the ground on her toes, like a master. Lorianne was still holding Dinkas around and flaunting her beauty, and she didn't care about any lewd glances. Celia just smiled and looked at her best friend as she fiddled with the potted plants, and she never cared about some of Lorianne's utterly narcissistic words.

Maffeo got up from the bench and was about to go back to the inn to ask Marcos what he thought, and the guy had returned to the hotel early in the morning with a piece of the dragonman's skin. At that moment, he knew what he had done last night, a guy who had always liked to ignore danger.

"Oh, isn't this Maffeo!" a familiar voice called to him.

Maffeo looked back at the source of the voice, and it was none other than Randall of the Huttonmar Mercenary Regiment. "Wow, Randall! It's been a long time. ”

Randall walked over quickly and patted Maffeo on the shoulder: "I didn't expect you guys to be on the West Coast, it looks like I'm late." ”

"Welcome to the West Coast. Maffeo gave him a hug.

"So, I haven't seen you for about half a year. Randall pulled Maffeo back into the bench.

"I remember the last time we met together on some troublesome commission, what was that? ”

"Help that blacksmith in Linus gather some materials to craft your equipment. Randall gestured with his hand. "And those stone-throwing goblins, they couldn't be more funny, could they?"

Maffeo laughed, "That's right, though those guys are vulnerable. ”

"So, what is that castle in the sky? I'm sure you're here because of that tall and scary tower. ”

"How to put it, beauty and danger coexist. Maffeo then told Randall everything he had seen there.

"That's really ...... Very interesting journey. ”

Maffeo suddenly thought of something, he took out the spring water he collected in the sky city yesterday from his pocket, and he handed a medicine bottle full of spring water to Randall: "Taste it, this is the spring water in the sky city." ”

Randall took the bottle and looked at it for a moment, he seemed a little hesitant, as if he was worried about whether drinking this spring water would have some special reaction. He pulled out the cork and took a small sip of it carefully. His reaction was to be expected by Maffeo: "It's so beautiful, it doesn't taste even worse than some of the lower alcohol wines." ”

"I think it's better than wine. ”

"Really? I almost forgot, you don't drink. ”

The adventurers and mercenaries quickly settled into the town, and they can be found everywhere. Now, they are like a wild horse that has loosened its reins, looking for its own happiness. Uma doesn't care about them, and when a certain time comes, I believe that these guys will be more active than themselves to explore Sky City. So he came to Mirna, who had been waiting for a long time.

Lorianne had already bent over with a smile, and in Mirna's almost questioning tone, Uma blushed and told her about the troublesome matter. But in the end, even Mirna couldn't help but laugh. Uma doesn't have a good face for Lorian, although she has a certain ability to do things, but her narcissistic personality, Uma hates it very much. For Mirna, no matter what, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is Uma's favorite.

"Alright, it's time for you to go back to the academy and report to Mr. Gilens, I hope you won't be scolded badly. Milna stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"Probably not. Uma sighed.

"Alright, go and go. Mirna nudged Uma in the direction of the Academy.

On the bench, Randall was still talking to Maffeo until Randall's companions called him to a drink in the tavern. Although they invited Maffeo at the same time, the latter only politely declined.

Now, Maffeo was back in his room at the hotel, where Marcos was lying on his bed studying the dragon skin.

"Uma is back?" Marcus glanced at Maffeo as he pushed the door in.

Maffeo picked up the big sword next to the wall and began to carry out daily maintenance, "That's right, it seems that the Duchy still supports the Academy of Magic this time." ”

Marcos smiled: "After all, they don't want to suffer that kind of disaster. ”

"What the hell did you do in Sky City last night?"

"Didn't I tell you, I went to have a hot cup of tea with Mr. Lucas. Marcos's tone made Maffeo want to beat him up.

Maffeo smeared rust-proof sword oil on his greatsword, "So, how does the so-called damn hot tea taste." ”

"You're right, that guy is really strong, but I still found some weaknesses in it. Marcos sat up.

Maffeo stopped moving, and what Marcos said was exactly what he wanted to hear: "What is it?"