Life is always full of interesting things, and they will always sneak into people's normal lives without even noticing, and the same is true for adventurers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info believes that everyone will feel strange and new when they arrive in a new place, just like the guild people at this time.

After saying goodbye to old Edward, they set off for the West Coast the next day, but with Milna leading them, it only took them a day to reach the harbor town. It is no less prosperous than Huttonmar, and in some places even more developed than Huttonmar. Because it was a seaport town anyway, and although the Delos Empire and the Duchy of Belmar were hostile, the merchants never cared about it. In their eyes, as long as they can make a deal, they don't care if there is a war going on between the two countries. Just like the arms dealer, when the two armies were busy fighting, he provided a large number of weapons to both armies. This is a good thing for both sides, the army gets the weapons, and the arms dealers get the money.

Although the Delos Empire is very domineering in the eyes of many people, it has to be admitted that the empire is indeed the most advanced country on this continent. So, although the two sides are hostile, the war seems to be very far away from the West Coast, and everything here seems to be so peaceful.

"I didn't expect you to come and invite us, thank you so much. Marcos thanked Milna.

"At least you're not like those noble lords. Milna waved her hand.

Marcos looked at Fett again, "Those of your fellow Revolutionary Army should be here too, I remember that the ship was called the Sage's Horn, right?"

Fett nodded, "I'm going to meet them." ”

"You're not too new here, are you?" asked Marcos.

"Yes, do you want to come along?"

"What? what am I going to do?" said Marcos, a little strange.

"Don't you have anything you want to tell them?" it was clear that Fett was referring to the Revolutionary Army's agreement with the Eagle Guild.

"I don't think so, I'm sorry. Marcos shook his head.

To be honest, it was not easy to get some information about the Delos Empire. Although Marcos made several attempts to get some information from the Elvin Line, he did so empty-handed each time.

"It's nothing, you don't have to apologize. Fett whispered. "I think it will be easier to get information about the Empire here, and the sea here will lead directly to the territory of the Empire, and I believe they will also use this sea. ”

"I'll take notice. ”

Milna decided to help everyone find a place to stay first, as hotels are everywhere, and there will be no shortage on the West Coast, and perhaps some of the hotels here are much better than those in Huttonmar. But for some reason, everyone has lived in Selia's hotel for about two years, and they don't seem to have any feelings for the other hotels, but Mirna's kindness naturally can't be disappointed.

"Hey, I don't think you've forgotten the commission, right?" Maffeo stabbed Marcos.

"Of course. ”

"Give me those two letters. Maffeo held out his right hand and motioned for Marcos to hand him the letter.

"You're getting more and more reliable. Marcos smiled and handed the two letters to Maffeo, who took them and carried them in his pocket.

Maffeo decided to settle the two letters first, and after greeting the crowd, he continued down the shopping street.

Led by Mirna, the crowd prepares to cross the shopping street through an archway, which is as lively as Huttonmar, and is full of life and life in any case.

"Oh, Mirna, I haven't seen you in days, what's the matter?" came a mischievous and confident voice, a very young woman.

"Sister Lorien, I'm busy. Milna grimaced at her.

"Is it your guest behind you? Welcome, welcome!" said the woman known as Lorien, smiling and greeting the crowd.

The crowd responded to her greetings, wearing a pink dress, a beautiful face, and always holding a small green dragon in her hand. It is said that she used magic to turn a pet dog into this little dragon, and in any case, the power of magic is magical.

Through Mirna's conversation with her, it is revealed that she is also a magician at the Academy of Magic, despite her graduation. And her slightly playful personality also caused Sharan a lot of headaches, because she was also Shalan's chief disciple anyway, and her magical talent was higher than most people. It's just that she seems to like to use magic to do some pranks and have fun, and she doesn't seem to pay much attention to hard cultivation.

She was also the only daughter of the Conalo family in the Duchy of Belmar, but she did not like the dull life of the nobility, so she ran away from home and came to the West Coast. She must have thoroughly loved this place, and she's always settled here.

"This can't be a real dragon, is it?" said Marcos, crouching down and looking at the little green dragon.

Lorianne covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's a real dragon, warrior." ”

Mirna saw Lorien's smug look and sighed helplessly.

"It's got a name, it's called Dinkas. Lori stroked the dragon's head soothingly.

"Nice to meet you, Dinkas. Marcos tried to touch the little dragon. However, it didn't seem to want Marcos to do that, and it barked at Marcos, only that it sounded like a pet dog instead of a dragon. Luo Lian's expression became a little embarrassed at this time, she hurriedly dragged the little dragon behind her, and said with a smile on her face: "Do you want to see what I have here, warrior?

Marcos seemed to have understood something, and he smiled: "If there is time, I will." ”

Mirna had already bent down with a smile on the side, and this kind of too obvious exposure was really laughable.

"I'll come back to you later, Sister Lorien, and I'll have to set up my guests first. Mirna smiled from ear to ear.

Lorianne smiled and waved at her, "Go ahead, lovely Milna." ”

The sound of seagulls slowly entered the ears, and there was a salty smell in the air. As Maffeo walked down the shopping street, people passing him by, and for a moment, Maffeo felt that it might be a good choice for him to settle here in his old age.

The man wielding the sword stood in front of the shop, and his slightly eerie purple skin alone was enough to attract attention, a characteristic inherent to the dark elves.

"I think I've found my goal. Maffeo pulled out Celia's letter and walked straight to the man.