Chapter 2 Barbecue on the Prairie

Dama was embarrassed and said: "I have a friendship with your father, but it is just a personal relationship, I don't dare to risk losing my job to send you a task." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info And after you failed the mission last time, you have been downgraded to a G-level mercenary group, and you yourself are just a beginner G-level mercenary, and you can only receive the lowest G-level mission, and you are only eligible to take the F-level after completing twenty G-level tasks. Buy twenty bottles of sake for the blacksmith and send them to the foundry outside the city, help the widow tailor pick the largest and longest cucumber, and go to the castle lord's mansion to clean the horse pen and clean the horse manure. ā€

Mira said angrily: "I don't want to, these tasks are done one by one, when will there be a bright day, and I don't know if I can pay the salary of the employees after I finish it." I've heard my father say that there is a kind of freelance mercenary mission that doesn't need to look at the level, you can apply for it if you are a mercenary, and if I take on this kind of task and complete one, I won't have to worry about tomorrow's rent and salary. ā€

Dama was so surprised that the wrinkles on his entire forehead opened, and it took a long time before he said: "Okay, although I don't want you to die, but this is your basic right, any mercenary can apply for a free mission." Let me see, after so many years, there are still more than a thousand free missions that have not been completed, first look at the top ones, expel the demon dragon of the Hokage in Zhongzhou City, find the dragon lance of the god of war Morgen Weimaradas, and capture the dark lord Winkett, are you interested?"

Mira shook her head blankly: "These are not things I can do when I hear this, Uncle Dama, you flip through the back, see if there is any task that does not fight for strength but only luck, I often buy drinks in the imperial capital and have another bottle." ā€

Dama searched for a long time, and finally handed the small stone slab directly to Mira: "Just look for it yourself, I'm old, I can't read many words clearly." ā€

Mira looked through it and said, "Wow, the rewards for these tasks are very rich, and the deposit must be very high, right?"

"No one takes these tasks at all, so you don't need to pay a deposit, and you don't even need to take on special tasks. ā€

"Then I don't have to take on tasks, just memorize these tasks and complete them when I encounter them to receive rewards. By the way, what does this mission mean? ā€

"Oh, this is the cloud-clad cloak woven by the Cathar Sword Envoy September specifically for Dolan, the Holy Maiden of Light, and is immune to most dark spells. It's a pity that Dolan was broken into many pieces when she died, and if you're lucky enough to find some pieces, the Cult of Light will be happy to recycle them at a high price. ā€

While he was talking, a handyman hurriedly sent a note in, and after reading it, Dama patted Mira on the shoulder vigorously and said: "It seems that your luck is really good, the city lord has just released an open mission, the lions in the grassland west of the city have often attacked passing caravans recently, and the city lord has asked the mercenaries to assist the city guards to exterminate these lions together." Mercenaries of any level can participate, and killing a lioness rewards one silver coin, killing a male lion rewards five silver coins, and killing the Flame Lion King rewards one hundred gold coins, as evidenced by the lion's feet. Now that no one else knows about this, I can post a quest in the guild in ten minutes, so go collect more rewards. ā€

Mira was overjoyed and was about to gallop away, when Dama stopped him again and said: "There are two swordsmen in your regiment, and the average lioness is no threat to you, as long as you are not besieged, the male lion can probably handle it, but don't mess with the lion king, I don't want to send your father away and send you again." ā€

The big man Thorin struggled to clear out a clearing, and the little sparrow Yusia looked around and said, "This is the exclusive news you said, I saw that even the aunt who was guarding the stall in the vegetable market came, and there were people everywhere." ā€

Fast-legged Diga said: "Of course, we are walking, people are coming in a carriage, how can we compare? Sure enough, in the sky not far away, several magicians flying in the air were throwing all kinds of low-level magic downwards regardless of it, causing a lot of scolding.

The one-eyed Lyle, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "It seems that the lions on the periphery have been killed, and if you want to make a gain, you must go into the depths of the grassland." But I'm not interested in being a babysitter for children, so let's wait here, eat, drink, sleep, sleep, and sleep, and I'll try my luck alone. After saying that, he didn't say hello, just turned around and disappeared into the grass.

Mira screamed a few times and didn't see a response, so she puffed out her cheeks angrily and said, "It's too disorganized and undisciplined, do you still have me as the head of the regiment in your eyes?"

Fast-legged Diga immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, don't take bean bags for dry food, don't take the regiment commander for cadres." But little master, I think so, since the one-eyed wants to be a hero, let him go, the so-called gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, and gold and silver are not as valuable as their own lives. Let's talk here and see how good the scenery is, we also have income from killing a lion with one eye, and if he can't kill him, we can laugh at him to our heart's content. Look, what a blue sky, I already feel the fresh breath of nature blowing in my face, O life, I praise you. ā€

Swo, the foodie, squeezed Diga from behind, almost knocking him to his head. "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm going to set up a barbecue, you're in my way." ā€

Mira said angrily: "Swo, we are on a mission, don't you think about eating all day long?"

Swo scratched at the back of his head, "Isn't there nothing to do now?" ā€

Are you hungry? Did you just eat a whole pig's head before you left the city? Mira held back the anger in his heart, and he kept telling himself, now that you are the head of the regiment, and you are also a person of status, don't be like a vulgar coffee.

As if by magic, Swo pulled out charcoal, bamboo skewers, and spices from the cloth pocket behind him, and Eusea snapped his fingers in tacit agreement, and the charcoal began to smoke. Diga said as he blew the flames vigorously, "Hurry up, quickly skewer the meat slices, are there any fish balls, are there any chicken wings?"

Mira hated it, please, we're on a mission, and we're a noble bunch, people who have escaped from low tastes. However, these skewers are so fragrant, especially the skewers, the skewers are yellow and smooth, and no one is allowed to move, that's mine.

The aroma of the skewers spread far and wide across the unobstructed prairie, and soon attracted many hungry mercenaries, even though Swo quickly raised the price of each skewer from one copper coin to three, and then to five, it was still in short supply. After all the slices of meat in Swob's pocket were consumed, the mercenaries who were still unsatisfied brought the lion they had just hunted, so Mira was fortunate enough to eat the first lion meat in her life, although it was a little sour, but fortunately, Swo's spice was very sufficient, and it was not so difficult to swallow.

When night fell, almost all the nearby mercenaries gathered around the barbecue stand. They have more or less made some gains, so they eat skewers as they like, and some of them even drink and sing songs happily. Mira rubbed her bulging belly and said to Yusia worriedly, "Why hasn't One-Eye been gone for so long and hasn't come back? ā€

The little sparrow waved his hand and said: "This guy has always been like this, he couldn't find him when he was looking for him, and he didn't know when he appeared in front of your eyes again." Leave him alone, how about the handsome blonde guy next to the fire? As if he is smiling at me, astrology says that I have peach blossom luck these days, shouldn't it be on him?"

Mira said angrily: "Attention, attention, we are doing a task now, don't you become a nymphomaniac, okay?"

The little sparrow held his hands in his heart and made a sad look: "I am already a Saint Seiya now, I don't want to continue to evolve into a Monkey King, I have to cherish a little hope, and I have to fight for an opportunity." Little brother, you are too young to appreciate the artistic conception of Pizza Hut. ā€

The little sparrow quickly touched the mirror, combed his hair by the firelight, put on a little light makeup, and twisted his waist like a willow in the wind and walked towards the campfire over there. At the heart of the campfire was a blonde swordsman, who was chatting and laughing with several squads of mercenaries around him, and when he saw the little sparrow Eussia approaching, he graciously got up and gave her a seat.

The more Mira thought about it, the more angry she became, and she uprooted all the grass around her, as if this was his enemy.

I don't know how long it took, Mira was still fighting with the grass, and Swo came over and said, "Don't pull it out, if you pull it again, this grassland will become a desert." Mira looked up and saw that the place where she was sitting was barren, and her big man and fast legs were lying on the haystack in the distance and snoring. Standing up and looking into the distance, there are only a few sparse bonfires left on the grassland, echoing the starry sky, and the shimmering light in the darkness is swaying and shining, almost as beautiful as the scene in the painting.

Mira laughed, "What's the matter?

"Yes, it's so late, those who have money go back to the city in a carriage to rest, and those who don't have money go to sleep on the spot, only Yusia still stays there like a chicken and doesn't come back. ā€

It was silent, only the campfire over there was still laughing, and a drunken man staggered to the edge of the fire, as if he wanted to release water, and was laughed and scolded twice by his companions, so he had to swing towards the depths of the darkness.

Suddenly, a scream rang out, as if the throat of a plucked chicken had been cut, and everyone was awakened.