Franks, East County.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, white bones mixed with rubble, piled up in the ruins, and several numb warriors turned over the bones and rubble in an attempt to find the belongings buried by the ruins.

On the ruins of a villa, a female warrior with a delicate face and curly short hair was kneeling on the dirt floor with her face covered, and a dark yellow cane was placed on the ground beside her, as well as two broken corpses made of white bones.

Next to the female warrior stood a burly male warrior, with two scars on his face that went deep into the bones, making this originally kind man look a little weirdly hideous.

"Daddy...... Mommy ......"

The female warrior's gaze rested on the worn cane through her fingers, and she couldn't stop crying.

Seeing her crying sadly, the male warrior couldn't help but lean down, slowly pressed his rough palm on the opponent's constantly trembling shoulder, and comforted softly:

Claire...... I'm sorry. ”

"Edith, please give me a little more time, I'll be fine soon, please......"

Claire made a cat-like voice and covered her face tightly, trying to stop the tears from spilling out of her eyes, but she couldn't contain them.

"It's okay, I can wait for you. ”

Edith shook his head, turned around and forgot to glance at the gloomy sky, and said in a deep voice: "Rosevia's Northern Legion has helped us suppress the demonic plague, everything will be fine, believe me." ”

"But our home is gone. ”

Claire let go of her hands excitedly, looked at each other with tears in her eyes, and said excitedly: "The kingdom has gone bankrupt. Our jobs are gone...... Nothing left......"

"Calm down. ”

The man frowned. After a long time. Only then did he sigh and said, "Maybe we can go to other countries to try our luck, a third-order warrior with war paints, are you afraid that you won't be able to find a good job?"

“......”

The female warrior was silent for a moment, and after seeing the broken corpses on the ground, she couldn't help but slide down her cheeks with two tear stains: "Maybe you're right, I don't want to stay here anymore, this land will only give me nightmares." ”

"Yes. Edith put his hands on her shoulders and whispered:

"Forget it all. We can start over. ”

"But where can we go? Claire pulled out her handkerchief and said in a choked voice as she wiped her tears.

"We can go to Rosvia, the country has the largest outbreak of the devil's disaster, but we can stop it in the first place, it is definitely safer than staying in Franks. The male warrior stroked his wife's soft short hair and looked at her with pity on his face.

"That's a good idea, but how do we get there?" asked the female warrior, looking stunned and hesitant.

"I have a friend. Regularly take on this business, he should have a way. ”

Edith patted her on the shoulder. His eyes turned to the corpses placed on the ground, as if he was afraid of irritating his wife, and said softly: "Let's put the bones of your father and mother in place first, and take them with us, okay?"

She bit her lip and nodded pretending to be calm:

"Hmm. ”

......

The two of them carried the wooden box containing the corpses of their parents, and walked quickly to the rough black stone slab, the stench of blood flowing slowly like paste in the ditches on both sides of the road, and the road surface was still covered with traces of monsters raging, and all kinds of cracks.

There was so much work to build the house that the air was filled with a puff of smoke and dust, and it was difficult to see the sign in front of the shop thirty yards away.

Edith and Claire's dress and behavior are unremarkable, as there are so many people like them that people have died in almost every household in the whole of Franks, including the royal family.

When they saw an old building where many people were coming and going, Edith knew that his destination was almost there, and the sad or happy expressions of the people who came and went made him recognize the place at a glance.

It was a small two-storey building facing the street, all the windows were draped in black, and when they got closer, Edith could make out the sign on the top of the gate—a carriage with a sword on its back, and the name of the shop on the side: Mercenary Transit Station.

It's a simple and apt name. Claire thought silently.

The two of them walked into the store one after the other, and Edith waved at the guards inside, and then walked through the crowded hall and straight towards the corridor inside.

Knock knock!

He deliberately pounded the wooden door labeled "Manager's Room" as if it were about to smash it.

"Bastard Edith, when I hear such a stupid knock on the door, I know it's you bastard! Tap, I've repaired the door three times this year!"

The door opened, and Edith took his wife's little hand and strode inside.

"Edith, have you finally figured it out? I said it a long time ago, with your level, staying in Frank is an absolute buried talent. Say, where do you want to go, friend, I'll give you a 20% discount. ”

A short man with a pipe in his mouth climbed back into his seat, and after noticing Claire behind the warrior, he quickly tidied up his clothes and showed a serious expression:

"This is your wife, Claire, welcome. ”

"I want to go to Rosevia, with my wife, can you arrange that?" said Edith, glancing at his wife.

The other party spat out a puff of smoke rings and glanced at Claire again:

"Sixty thousand cloths. ”

"If I had so much money, would I still come to you?" he stared at the other with a smirk.

"Well, just kidding. But you're in luck this time, and I have several options for you to choose from. ”

The dwarf opened the drawer, laboriously pulled out three documents from them, and spread them out on the table:

"The first is the official immigration certificate from Rosevia, the two of you just happen to be in the immigration range, and you only need to join the Foreign Legion for five years to get citizenship. Of course, he was born in several hard-hit provinces. ”

Edith and Claire glanced at each other and walked straight to the second document.

While the two of them silently read the contents of the document, the other party enthusiastically explained: "This is the mercenary letter of the Makmuk Province, mainly to find someone to destroy the remaining monsters that may exist, and catch a bounty of 5,000, which is a good opportunity to make a fortune." ”

"Anything else?" he shook his head in disappointment, and put down the papers in his hand.

"The last one should be the best, the Celtic Province Professional Legion Recruitment, where a second-order warrior will receive five hundred acres of arable land, as well as plant monsters with tending to the land. The price is a lifetime of service, but if you don't want to serve after a long time, you can also discount the land. (To be continued.) )