"God, the earth elves are on top, is your head made of stones?! I'm a mercenary! Warriors, warriors! Not a handyman!! In front of the reception desk of the Moon Song City Guild, a Beron male angrily slapped the table top of the reception desk with a huge slap, and his voice almost toppled the wooden roof. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He wasn't tall, half a head shorter than the sixteen-year-old across the counter. But with his strong body, the two teenagers together may only be able to match his weight. He has a short, thick red beard that covers his entire face and chin from the nose down. Scales made of layers of metal covered his upper body, and his bare arms were covered in tattoos, a custom of the Saatchi of the North, commonly known as the barbarians. The huge scimitar, which was more than a meter long with a blade alone, was tied diagonally behind his back, and it was clear that it had been carefully maintained.

The teenager behind the counter was startled. He shrunk his neck and replied cautiously, "Mr. Bey, Mr. Bell, you're asking for a temporary mission that can be completed quickly, so that's all there is to ......."

"Nonsense! I'm here for a short-term job, but what did you make me do?! Firewood! Harvest the wheat! Now it's actually looking for a cat?! Bell blew his beard and glared, and the scimitar hanging on his back trembled with his snorting panting, "Anyway, Lao Tzu is gone!" You find someone else to go!! ”

He let out a heal breath and turned around angrily—and his expression froze on his face.

Bell roared. The etiquette we taught you, did you eat it as barbecue? Lily snorted, she called out the full name of the Beron, and stared into his eyes, "It's true that you grew up in the barbarians, but this is the kingdom!" If you don't want to cause us more trouble, just change your temperament! The girl gritted her teeth and reached out to pat the stone sword behind her back, revealing a dangerous smile, "Or do you want to be taught by us again?" ”

Bell shuddered. The last 'teaching' had him in bed for a whole week, and it was clearly enough to impress him. Later, he told Lily that no one in the barbarian tribe that raised him would fight as 'furiously' as she did.

“…… No, no, I'll pay attention. He grabbed his beard hard and replied in a sullen voice.

Lily withdrew her gaze at this, patted the silver-white humanoid arm beside her, and pointed her chin at Bell in front of her. "From now on, you will be a companion of a regiment! Alphonse, Bale, to get along, understood? ”

Alphonse's eyes flashed. It held a half-meter-square wooden box in both hands, and there was a sound of collision from inside. "Are you going to be a 'friend', Lilianor?"

"That's right, be good friends." Lily nodded with satisfaction and waved casually to the young man behind the reception desk, "Hey, Alan, where is our master?" ”

Alan's expression was a little strange. He ...... And Ms. Silvermoon went out. Probably...... I'll be back later. ”

"Oh." Lily didn't care, she walked to the back of the reception desk and pulled out a crusty notebook from the shelf.

"Let's see what's interesting......" she flipped through the book, "delivery, delivery, escort, inquiry...... Ah, this one is a great exorcism of ogres. She grabbed the pen and wrote her name next to her with two brushes, completely ignoring the young man's somewhat helpless expression. It's boring to death this way, wait for a fight to change your mood! ”

"You can wait until you do the thing that bullies the ogre." The door was pushed open and the Erna and the woman holding his arm walked in. The woman's face flushed a little and she looked at Lily with a playful smile. Pfister was her familiar, gentle smile. "Good work, Lily."

Lily felt a little sour in her nose. Her mother died of illness at an early age and her father died in an accident, and she grew up hunting for a living with her natural brute strength and later became a mercenary. Her outgoing personality makes her easy to get acquainted with, but only Pfister reminds her of her father. Lily sniffed, letting the thoughts go.

"I'm back, Master." She propped herself on the reception desk with one hand and flipped over the table lightly, "Alphons, take the 'goods' and come with us." ”

They came to Pfister's room. Alphonse laid the box flat on the floor, and Lily grabbed the top plate and lifted the nailed lid with force. The box was covered with soft cotton wool, and inside was a rabbit, fidgetily banging against the walls. The light coming in from above startled it, and it squeaked sharply, daring out of the box and pounced on Lily's face.

Lily raised her hand and pinched the back of its neck and pressed it to the table. It has a gray coat and an unpleasant smell. Through the sunlight streaming in through the window, she could faintly see a black mist swirling around the creature.

"What is this?" "What's so special about it?" she asked. ”

"It doesn't look good." Bell muttered.

Fest held out his hand to a longbow hanging on the wall and whispered a word, the bow turning into an emerald streamer and falling into his hand. He brought his bow close to the creature, and the bow made a pleasant whisper.

"Sure enough." Pfister nodded, "The undead are not a forgery from any wizard, but a true divine power from Edda. "A force that should have been gone for hundreds of years." ”

"So Eda is 'resurrected.'" Highland Thea tilted her head, and there was no happy component in her voice. She put her hand on Pfister's arm and whispered a few words of prayer—nothing changed. "It's a pity that the healing magic still can't be used."

"Maybe...... Is this thing a special case? Lily looked at the silver-haired woman and then at the rabbit, "Could it be that an artifact just fell into that forest?" ”

"That's the best possibility, I'll check it out." Fess nodded, exhaling. "Lily, you need to take this creature to the City of Water and give it to the Dean of Eagle Academy, who will study it further."

"Nope." Highland Thea suddenly raised her head and stared at the rabbit. "I'll take it to the academy to surprise the old man."

Pfister turned to look at Hylancia. The gentleness on his face was gone, and all that remained was seriousness. "Over there...... Will anything happen, little witch? ”

"Who knows." Hailan Xiya spread her hands indifferently, "Anyway, with me and my grandfather, there's nothing to worry about~"

"Good luck to you. May miracles be around you. Pfister placed his right hand on his chest and prayed in a low voice.

"Then I'm leaving, Captain." She put her hood back on, picked up the rabbit, and crouched down, her slender fingers pressed against the wooden floor. The surrounding sunlight dimmed, and shadows surrounded her.

Then she disappeared into the shadows.

Lily blinked, and she looked at Pfister, who lowered his head thoughtfully. So the girl grabbed Alphonse and Bell one by one, and a happy expression appeared on her face.

"Okay. Let's bully the ogre! ”