The young man looked at Horn amusefully, and acquiesced, "Haven't been?"

"Yes, you are?"

"Debik Greez, I'll post the assignments here, what do you want to post?" said the young man.

Horn was a little skeptical, but their voices echoed loudly in the closed hall, and they could all hear it, but they didn't say anything.

"I want to go to the Wailing Forest, and I want to find someone who knows it well to take me there. ”

"Oh, anyone here is familiar with it, what are the requirements. Debik said lightly.

"I want the best here. Horn said, emphatically, "Be the most familiar with the terrain and the best at your skills." ”

"You know, the people here aren't the waste of the Empire's pig farm, which is very expensive. Debik reminded.

"Money is not an issue. "Horn now has food at home, and he doesn't panic.

"Well, the consultation fee. De Pik held out his hand.

Horn threw a gold coin without even asking.

De Pik glanced at it and said contemptuously, "You don't want more than this price. ”

Horn frowned, one gold coin was already a huge amount of money for ordinary people. This Debik has such a big appetite that I can't believe that he is needed now. It wasn't until the fifth gold coin that Debik reluctantly said: "Go find the guy with the sword in the corner, Brusto? Fox level 10 killer, you can talk about it yourself, I won't be responsible for anything." ”

Horn was angry, and five gold coins were exchanged for this little thing.

Walk up to the killer named Brusto Fox. About forty years old, flat eyebrows and small eyes, and facial features belong to the type that is unrecognizable when lost in the crowd. The body is thin and refined, and there is a chilling momentum all over his body, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, which can hurt people at any time. Holding a dagger two fingers wide and thirty centimeters long with a white silk scarf, he kept going back and forth, as if he was treating a treasure, cautious and focused.

Horn stared at Brusto silently, not speaking. As if he hadn't seen Horn, Brusto shaved the dagger over and over again, and the dagger was so ordinary that he didn't see anything peculiar.

After a long time, Brusto put away the dagger with satisfaction, and the silk scarf was not stained at all.

At this point, Brusto looked at Horn and did not speak.

"Listen to Debik at the door, you are the most familiar with the Wailing Forest here. Horn said.

Be specific. Brusto said coldly.

It seemed that this Brusto belonged to the type of man who was silent, and Horn said briefly, "I am going to the land of sighs in the Wailing Forest, and I need you to take me there safely, how much money do I need?"

The Land of Sighs was the name of the place where the Magic Tower was located on the map of Mkirag, and Horn had no idea what was going on there.

"Land of Sighs" Hearing the name of the place, Brusto, whose face was expressionless, was stunned for a moment. Slowly squeezed out from between his teeth: "Take you, I'm alone, no." ”

Horn didn't expect a level 10 master to be able to bring it there. How dangerous is this land of sighs. After thinking for a moment, he said, "You mean that you are the only one who can't grasp the safety point to the place of sighing?" So what can be done...... For example, find more people, can you?"

Brusto did not answer, acquiescing.

"How many people do you need, and on what terms?" asked Horn anxiously.

Brusto squeezed out in that cold tone: "People, I'm looking for tomorrow, here." ”

After saying that, he ignored Horn again, and took out the shiny dagger and wiped it again.

Horn probably understood what Brusto meant, he would find it himself, and let him come here tomorrow. For the stuffy gourd here, he can only sulk, then there is nothing he can do.

Fortunately, he didn't refuse, otherwise Horn would have had even more headaches. Shouldn't you recruit a large group of people to escort you, it's useless to have a lot of people in the Wailing Forest. The three major empires of the mainland have all organized huge armies to enter to see if they can open a passage. It's just that it's always inexplicably lost when you go in, and there are so many creatures in the forest that there are so many people that it doesn't matter how many people go in. In the three emperors, the ** team suffered heavy losses and had to give up the plan to open up the passage. Simply make the Wailing Forest a forbidden area, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter it.

Horn had no choice but to walk out of the employment office and return to the hotel.

Following

Horn came to the employment office again, and it was strange that Debik at the door was not there. Horn didn't care, he was looking for Brusto.

Looking around, Brusto was still in that corner, but there were a few more people around him.

Horn walked over and looked at the men, who were also observing Horn.

There was a dwarf among them, much to Horn's surprise.

"It's only level four, and it's not easy to take on this task. "One with white hair, a handsome appearance, with peach-blossom eyes, and a slightly magnetic voice, was dressed in a robe made of linen, and the open placket revealed a finely decorated piece of silver armor. Coupled with the beautiful harp in his hand, his body is slender, which is enough to make women feel good. The young man, dressed like a wandering poet, glanced at Horn, stroked the harp, and sighed.

"Are you scared? The Wailing Forest is not a place for sissies, you can only stay under the skirts of those noblewomen, Kyle. Hahaha......". A thunderous voice rang out, and his tone was full of mockery. The taunt was the dwarf, two-thirds taller than normal, with a full beard that hung down to his waist. The body is stubby, the neck is negligibly short, and the waist circumference can be compared to the height. Covered in steel armor, there is no decoration on the outside, but from that thick feel, the defense is absolutely top-notch. He also carried a war hammer of about the same length and height in his hand, and the huge hammer head showed that the weight was not light.

The young man named Kyle, who resembled the wandering poet, was not angry, but said in a breezy tone, "As long as you can afford it." But Gudong, I suddenly felt unwell today. May not be able to accompany you to the bar at night. It's a pity to think about the free wine that the beautiful hostess gives me every time I go! But it's a pity that someone drinks these fine wines every time, and now someone can't drink the free wine. Huh!"

The dwarf ancient cave is a heavy drinker, and the amount of alcohol is very large. The money earned from doing tasks is not enough to drink, so I have to go to the tavern with Kyle every time and quench my thirst with the free wine every time.

Gu Dong was poked at the pain point, and hehe explained: "Don't be like this, I'm kidding." If you don't go, how sad that chick must be!"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. We can take on this task, but can you afford it? ”

The one who spoke was a dark-haired, muscular figure, with a face like a carved work by an artist, resolute and cold. The young man in his twenties, wearing a leather armor made of rhinoceros skin, a blood-red cape, and rhinoceros leather boots, said coldly. If Brusto describes it as a sheathed sword, then this black-haired young man is a mountain, steady and majestic.

"Tell me the price, just talk about your skills and levels. "Horn is so different in strength from them that I can't tell what level they are at all. Even if you do business, you have to look at what kind of goods it is, and whether it is worth the price.

"Okay, I'm Kim, Bombardier, an eleventh level swordsman. "Young people introduce themselves. Then he pointed to the young man with the harp and said, "Kyle Bacain, level 8 shooter." ”

Some pointed to the dwarf, "Ancient Cave, ninth-level warrior." ”

Then he pointed at the killer, "Brusto, a level 10 killer." ”

And then there was the only woman among them. "Sangme Bidop, priest of the goddess of life, seventh-level martial artist. ”

Introduced, Horn couldn't help but look at this long red hair, wearing a green priestly robe representing the goddess of life, the priest's robe was tightly tied to the bumpy figure, and in addition to the slender ** that was split from under the waist, it was strong and elastic, and in that milky white skin, it was simply tempting to sin. And the appearance is not as shy as the moon, but it is also delicate and lovely.

Horn couldn't help but think a little bit, "It's a waste not to be a priest of a ** goddess with this figure", but seeing the steel stabbing gloves on her hands and the strength of the seventh level, there are no evil thoughts.

Sang Meimei seemed to see Horn's thoughts, and snorted coldly, which made Horn quite embarrassed. Hurried to look at the last man.

"What is this magician's name?" Horn looked at the last man, about fifty or sixty years old, wearing a magic robe, a pointed magic hat on his head, a short stature, two whiskers on his mouth, a staff inlaid with gems the size of his little finger, ten large gold rings on his fingers, and gold ornaments around his neck and wrists. Asked respectfully.

The magician squinted at Horn, cracked a mouth full of gold teeth and said, "Hehe, I can't see that you kid is still very knowledgeable, and you don't even think of me, a "magician", as those low-level arcanists. Popner Alexander was a great "second-class magician". As he spoke, he accentuated the tone of "magician" and "second-level", as if he was afraid that others would not be able to hear him clearly.

"Haha...... It's Master Popner!" Horn smirked. It's not that he knows the goods, it's just that the magic robe on this Popner's body is embroidered with five big "I am a magician" font, as long as he is not blind, anyone can see it. Horn couldn't help but sneer, "I've never seen such a showy magician, I'm afraid that others won't know, and I still embroider words on my chest."

At this time, the swordsman Jin said: "You are clear! We need 9,000 gold coins for this mission, and you can afford to leave." ”

"What?" Horn was startled and exclaimed, "Even if you invite a hundred low-level warriors, you don't want this price." ”

"Hey, boy, I said you don't know. Even if 10,000 low-level warriors went to that place, it would be useless. That place can only be taken into that place by a team of masters like us, and if you can't afford to pay for it, then forget it, you go and ask for another master. The magician Popna's eyes widened, his beard was blown, and his face was full of indifference.

It's not that Horn can't afford to pay for it, it's just that it's too different from what he planned, and he thinks that spending four or five thousand gold coins should be enough. But the five people on the other side showed that they were willing to come, and they didn't want to pull the looks. This is a matter of net worth, and he didn't hesitate to say at the moment: "Okay, it's decided, how do you pay." ”

"Half of the deposit is paid upfront, and the other half is taken after completion. Popner said, fearing that Horn would be reluctant, and added, "It's the rule, and it's the same everywhere you go." ”

Horn belongs to the kind of person who doesn't procrastinate once he decides something. At that moment, he took out fifty magic gold tickets and threw them directly to Popna.

Popner looked at the magic coupons with a smile, his eyes lit up, and he looked like a profiteer, and there was still a little bit of the majesty of a magician.

If it weren't for Popner's surging magic, Horn wondered if the magician in front of him was pretending.