As dim as usual, the bar counter made of logs, the tables made of wooden planks, and the chairs were simply stakes. There is not a lot of space, and there are a lot of people, these people look at the clothes, it is estimated that the vendors in the bazaar, after closing the stalls, come to have a drink to relieve the fatigue of the next day.

Horn asked for a glass of malt and sat down in the corner.

At the bar, two businessmen were talking, and one said, "Mulder, I heard that you have recently made a fortune, should you treat yourself?" ”

Another person said: "I can't talk about getting rich, but I just made a small profit." He said and compared the numbers.

"So much...... You still say you didn't get rich. How to earn it, under your guidance, everyone earns money. ”

"I can't tell you, but I can tell you. The last time I shipped a batch of iron ore to the Duchy of Architon, it was just in time for the shortage there, so I sold it for a high price and made a small profit. I'm going to be shipping a batch in a few days. ”

"Iron ore, isn't there a big iron ore in the Duchy of Architon? ”

"Hehe, you don't know. Sue you, the Duchy of Architon has been recruiting troops and expanding its army a lot recently, and the ore dug up by him is simply not enough. ”

"Why, is the Duchy of Architon preparing for war?"

"Now there are rumors that the Duchy of Architon is preparing to annex the entire Tiga Federation, and I estimate that this military expansion must have something to do with this. ”

"No, there are five principalities in the Tiga Federation, and each of them is about the same strength as the Duchy of Architon, aren't you looking for death?"

"How many years ago did you hear this. The current king of the Duchy of Architon is Ezreal Helix, and when he heard that his mother was pregnant, a light fell from the sky. When he was born, a pillar of light rose in the palace, shining brighter than the sun. At the age of fourteen, he had the strength of a tenth-level warrior, at the age of sixteen, he read all the historical and military classics, and at the age of eighteen, he challenged Thibaud Schumacher, a thirteenth-level warrior who had been famous for decades in the Tiga Federation at that time, and was known as the "Eagle of the Mountains". And in the invasion war launched by the Saatchi Empire that year, he led the 500-strong Flame Knights to defeat the First Legion led by Sharon Gulmei, who is known as the god of war in the Saatchi Empire, and in that battle, the First Legion lost 8,000 cavalry, forcing the Saatchi Empire to negotiate peace. This scene shattered Sharon's myth of invincibility and made him vomit blood in anger. From that battle, Ezreal became known as "The Glory of Tiga" and "The Son of Radiance". For seven years, the Saatchi Empire did not dare to invade the Diga Federation again. ”

"It's so powerful, if such a wonderful genius leads the Duchy of Archidon, it is possible to annex the Tiga Federation. In this way, in addition to the three empires, it will soon become the four major empires. ”

"It doesn't matter how many empires he has, as long as we can make money. ”

"Yes, cheers. ”

Horn heard this, and remembered it. At that time, the battle caused a sensation on the mainland, but it was not like that. At that time, the First Army Corps led by Sharon had 30,000 integrated personnel. It's just that because of the infighting in the Saatchi Empire, the logistics are not available for a long time, and in addition, the entire legion has an inexplicable disease, and the combat attrition is very large. In addition, Ezreal took advantage of the terrain and broke each one, and the guide was defeated. But even so, it cannot be denied that this Ezreal is really an unborn genius.

Horn sat in the tavern until the evening, knowing that the tavern was closing. By this time, the whole town had fallen asleep peacefully, and Horn took advantage of the night to grab a shovel from the farmer's house, ran to the top of the dirt slope, and dug it quickly. It was dug more than two meters deep and a metal box was dug up. After opening the box, it was full of gold and silver jewelry, and what made Horn breathe even more cold was that there was a neat stack of magic gold tickets on it, a full hundred of them.

The magic gold coupon is a kind of voucher with a magic mark that is jointly made by various countries on the continent and used for convenience to carry, and this magic gold coupon is equivalent to one hundred gold coins. As long as you hold this magic gold coupon, you can directly exchange huàn gold coins when you go to that place. In other words, not to mention those gold and silver jewelry, these magic gold coupons alone are 10,000 gold coins. Even if an earl owns a territory, the annual income tax is no more than that.

Horn couldn't help but say to himself with envy: "I knew that the thief was so rich, and he was going to fight for a title." ”

Carefully pack up these valuable jewels and head north.

His target was the city of Faclan, about 800 kilometers away. By the time he was recuperating from his injuries in the abandoned farmhouse, he already had a rough plan. With the strength of one of them, he can't enter the Wailing Mountains. A gang of helpers needs to be gathered, and as the Sunderland Empire's large city in the north, Fakran is the closest to the Wailing Mountains. It is teeming with adventurers of all kinds, some of whom are familiar with the Wailing Mountains. And it's easier to find good players in big cities.

Horn walked for two days and came to a small city. At the local horse dealership, a horse was bought for fifteen silver coins. Gallop towards the city of Fackland.

Half a month later, at the city gate of Faclan, a man on horseback paid a silver coin at the gate guard, and led the horse into this city full of Locke-style atmosphere.

The city of Fackland is a border city of the Sunderland Empire, less than 200 kilometers from the Diga Empire and the Saatchi Empire. In the event of war, it will be possible to get here in less than two days. Therefore, the Franks were also a military stronghold, with 100,000 troops stationed here alone, and the command post of the Northern Army was located here.

The city was also designed for defense, with narrow streets and extremely narrow windows on both sides of the street, which could be used as shooting holes in wartime. Now the border is relatively calm, and there are many traders, and one or two aliens can be seen here that are difficult to see even in the interior of the empire.

Passing by Horn is an orc, the kobold, who is generally in business in the orc empire. Except that the head is different from a human, it is basically the same. There are also dwarves here, mostly hilly dwarves. The Hill Dwarf is more peaceful, and does not want his brother Alpine Dwarf to have a hot temper, and the Hill Dwarf is also more suitable for business.

Horn observed it for a moment, and felt that it was similar to what was written in the book. There's not much interest. I found a hotel to stay in. After freshening up, find the innkeeper's lobby where adventurers gather.

After paying a silver coin, the innkeeper told Sù Horn that there were two places in the city of Fakeland where adventurers frequented. One is the official venue, just in the northwest corner of the city, where some ordinary adventurers are generally gathered, and most of them accept some tasks with relatively low difficulty. The level of these adventurers is also very low, the martial artist generally does not exceed level six, the magician will not go to that place, and the arcanist has it, but they are all some first-level goods. However, one of the advantages of that place is that the tasks received are officially guaranteed, and there is no such thing as cheating and abduction. The other place is in a bar in the southwest corner, where characters are mixed, and as long as the employer can afford to pay for any task, there is no fear that no one will take it. It's just that this place depends on its own luck, and it is not uncommon for adventurers to take money and leave, or even kill their employers.

Frankland was not allowed to ride a horse, and Horn could only walk. It took a little effort to get to the official adventurer hire house in the northwest corner.

The Hiring House is a building made of wood. The walls are nailed into wooden planks on all four sides, and the four logs are erected to become pillars, and the roof is also very simple, with a layer of wooden planks put together. The sunlight is shining through the sparse gaps, and the floor is speckled with specks of light.

From time to time, a few people dressed as warriors either walked in with prey or covered in blood. They all walked into the window behind the employment office to hand over their tasks. What's more, some employers look like they hold all kinds of task cards in their hands, and some mission conditions are written on them, such as escorting such and such a caravan to such and such a place, or hunting such and such a beast, asking for the type of living or dead. As soon as those adventurers see that they are interested, they will automatically come forward to negotiate terms with the employer. After the two parties agree, they will go to the window to register, and if it is a long-term task, they will be asked to pay a deposit first, and receive the rest of the task money here after completing the task.

Horn observed for a long time, there were at least a thousand adventurers in the entire hirehouse, but most of them were low-level martial artists, not to mention magicians, not even a single arcanist. Horn was so disappointed that he didn't even bother to do the task of holding up a sign, and went straight to the place where the innkeeper said that adventurers had spontaneously gathered.

This time Horn took a lot of time to find the place, and the location was very remote. Hidden among the many houses. The building is big and beautiful. The exterior walls are made of polished white stone, and in front of the door is a front porch with carved beasts of prey on the pillars. The gate is beautifully carved in a rococo style. After entering the door, there is a large hall, which occupies an entire floor of the building. The marble floor is smooth and beautiful. I didn't know the building and thought it was the mansion of some nobleman.

Horn walked into the hall, and a young man in the doorway was swaying back and forth in a rocking chair. Watching Horn with interesting eyes.

There were a number of people scattered along the walls of the hall, all of whom had different expressions, but all had one characteristic, exuding a suffocating aura all over their bodies. Horn observed that none of the twenty or so people could see through the rank, that is, these people were at least martial artists above level seven.

The men didn't care about Horn's presence, and each of them went about their own business except for the young man.

Horn looked around and walked towards the young man at the door, because the only person he could see through the rank was the fourth level like himself.

"Is this a mercenary office?" Horn asked.