Both Moeller and Urruti were paid handsomely, and Madame Pleme wanted to give Mole a manor near McCann City, but Mole refused without hesitation, even though the manor was large and rich, worth fifty or sixty thousand gold coins!

Just because the previous owner of the manor was the main force of Earl Weilan's enshrined mage group, and he died in battle while defending the castle, he can be described as a diehard. When he took over the manor at this time, he was tantamount to marking his relationship with Madame Pleme to the world and putting himself in the limelight!

The Earl of Weyland's family has been operating in McCcan City for more than two hundred years, and it can be said that it is deeply rooted, although most of the family members have been executed, but there must be a lot of diehards and forces in the secret, and Moller doesn't want those people to find Madame Plume's revenge, so they go to him!

"Mr. Moller, do you have any plans to buy a manor?" said Urruti to Moller, after leaving the shoemaker's workshop.

"That's the plan. Moeller said: "It doesn't have to be too big, the key is that the environment is quiet, and there is a place to stay." ”

Uruti's eyes lit up and said, "Then I will build yì You buy the manor near our village, the area is not large, but there is a small lake, although the land is not much, but it is said to be very suitable for transforming into a magic plant greenhouse." ”

"That manor is going to be sold?" Moller was a little surprised, as to how Urruti knew such information.

I saw Urruti sneering and said, "There is a down-and-out baron living in that manor, who is mean and incompetent, and has only done some business by relying on the butler of the previous city lord. Now that the backer has fallen, the business rivals he usually bullies will definitely not let him go, I don't have to go back to guess that he is now panicking and preparing to hide in the countryside to avoid trouble, and buying his manor is just to help him raise money for the road!"

"I'm afraid that the baron has a grudge against you, right?" asked Moyler amusedly.

"Hmph! It's not hatred. "That guy doesn't even have the value of hatred!

Anyway, we had to do a task together, so Moeller agreed to go over and have a look.

As a result, seeing Moeller nodding, Urruti smiled and said, "That's great, the introduction fee is ten gold coins, thank you for your patronage!"

Seeing Moeller looking at herself speechlessly, Urruti was also a little embarrassed, it was really too much to charge a fee or something to take revenge on others, so she explained: "I will help you reduce the selling price by at least one hundred gold coins, this fee is very cost-effective!"

Thinking that Urruti still had 10,000 gold coins to earn, after all, everyone had gone on a mission together, and they had lived and died together, Moller didn't say anything, and paid her ten gold coins.

Uruti who got the money began to shop energetically, although the streets in the city are bleak now, but the people in the city want to live, and some necessary materials will always be lacking, so as long as it is a remote market, it is still full of people, but in addition to buying and selling things, people will also talk about the drastic changes a few days ago and the current domestic situation with doubts and worries, and the atmosphere seems a little heavy.

Uruti, who had entered the state of the sweep, was not affected by this atmosphere at all, and she asked for twenty bags of sword rice noodles, one hundred air-dried green feather chickens, twelve hind legs of Gollum cows, one hundred catties of salt, and three hundred feet of linen cloth......

The money-loving mercenary spent money like water at this time, and a large number of daily necessities were packed into her magic bag until the space of the magic bag was insufficient, and she borrowed it in Zài Moller's magic bag.

Moeller understood at this time, no wonder a top mercenary, with a reputation for loving money, spent ten years and couldn't save enough 30,000 gold coins - she earned more and spent more!

The shopkeepers in the market were very familiar with Uruti and were very enthusiastic about her business, and they smiled sincerely when they collected the money, but when they turned around, they looked at the place where they thought Urruti could not see it, and some of them would wipe their hands with disgust after coming into contact with Uruti.

Urruti turned a blind eye to this, but Moller looked at it for a moment and his heart rose with annoyance, this mercenary was a very good warrior with lofty ideals no matter what, and it was not something that they mediocre fools could despised!

So after the two of them finished buying things and left, the rice jars of many stores collapsed, the shelves suddenly broke, and the floor collapsed in half, although it did not cause much damage, but it made the whole market panic.

"Thank you!" said Uruti to Mohler, who was walking in front.

"Uh, nothing. Moeller was a little embarrassed, he was angry just now, and only after he finished doing his tricks did he think that those shopkeepers were only afraid that they would blame Urruti's head, even if they didn't dare to say it because of Uruti's strength, but I was afraid that she would be a little embarrassed when she came to buy supplies in the future.

Urruti didn't mention this, after the two of them left the city, she began to rush at full speed, and Moller took out a palm-sized sleepy-eyed little wolf from the pocket of his magic robe, it was Patana who was wearing a shrunken necklace around her neck, the necklace around the little wolf's neck flashed, and her body quickly swelled into the huge appearance of the Gale Demon Wolf, and Moller sat on the giant wolf and followed Urruti closely.

When he fought with the Fire Serpent Mercenary Group in the ruins of Granence before, Moller also hid his demon pet in his pocket, which was originally intended to be used as a killer weapon, but the magic arrow came too suddenly, and Patana was seriously injured if he didn't wield it at all, and then Rex exploded, and the battle ended quickly, and the demon pet girl who couldn't contribute at all was very depressed in the face of the injured owner, and she has been a little wilted recently.

The orc village was indeed located in a barren place, with dozens of low houses piled up of stones on the few flatlands in the narrow mountain col, and the surrounding mountains were all stone hills, and there was not much vegetation, so naturally there was little output, and Moller only saw a few small vegetable patches near the village, and there was not a single formed crop.

For Uruti's return, the orcs in the village were as happy as a festival, and they all ran out to welcome, but they were a little nervous and suspicious when they saw Moller, but seeing him smiling kindly, there was no disdain and contempt, and Urruti introduced him as his mercenary friend, so they all welcomed happily again.

Afraid of frightening the villagers, Mole let the Gale Demon Wolf shrink back into his pocket before entering the village, at this time Urruti began to divide the things he had purchased, and Moller was invited to the largest stone house in the village - even the largest one, you need to bend down and bow your head to enter, the stone house is lit with a small oil lamp, and an old woman with goosebumps sits on a fur blanket, smiling at Moeller who came in, the old eyes that seem to have experienced a century are very warm.

"Young sir, welcome to our half-orc village, and though there is nothing good to entertain you, please drink a bowl of sour tea. ”

As the old lady spoke, a little girl of about ten years old came out of the fiery curtain behind her, carrying a stone bowl with a hot purple soup.

The little girl's round face, with two diagonal lines on her cheeks, like a cat's whiskers, and a pair of small fangs peeking out of her upper lip, bowed her head in embarrassment when she saw Moeller looking at her, and placed the stone bowl far away on the bluestone that served as a table in front of him.

Although the stone bowl was simple, it was very clean, and Moeller took a sip of sour berry tea, which now resembled sour plum juice, so he took a big sip. He had only heard of this kind of tea, and it was said that it was made from the young leaves of a common shrub that was evergreen all year round, and only the poor would drink such tea, but he didn't expect it to taste good.

"Thank you, it was delicious. Moeller thanked the old lady and the little girl, and when she heard Moeller's praise, the little girl's face turned red with joy.

Orcs are a matriarchal clan society, half-orcs due to the exclusion and suppression of humans, but they have retained the tradition of orcs very well, this old lady is the leader of this half-orc village, and the little girl is her granddaughter, it was this old woman who picked up and raised Uruti, and no one in the whole village can object to her decision.

The old lady liked Moeller very much, looked at him with a smile for a while, and then sighed and said: "We dragged that child down, Urruti rarely makes friends who really make friends, there were a few little ones who were good before, and they also formed a mercenary group, but unfortunately because of our identity, we didn't contact each other again." ”

It turns out that the reason why Urruti left the four-element mercenary group turned out to be this? Moeller was a little shocked, although the fact that the main members were raised by half-orcs would make their mercenary group suffer a certain amount of criticism, but they couldn't give up their companions because of this kind of thing, right? Moeller couldn't help but have some prejudices against the four-element mercenary group who had never seen it.

"Are you a mercenary group?" asked the old lady again.

Moeller said that he did not establish a mercenary group, but seeing the old man's slightly disappointed expression, he also said that Urruti is a very good female mercenary, and if he establishes a mercenary group by himself in the future, he will definitely try to pull her into the gang.

The old lady smiled happily after hearing this, she sincerely hoped that Uruti, who grew up in a special environment, could find her own companions among human beings, and would not struggle alone.

After a conversation, Urruti came in, and Moller watched the magic of the lioness turning into a female cat in a daze--the fiery flaming lioness coquettish appearance is really exciting for people's nerves!

Urruti didn't care about the ghostly watch of Moeller on the side, carefully greeted the old lady's physical condition, touched the little girl's head and said some words of praise, and then said to the old lady: "Mother Uchim, I want to go to the flat land on the other side of Nanshan with Mr. Moller, he wants to buy the manor of the Western European baron, and we will be neighbors in the future!"

The old lady smiled and glanced at Moller, then touched Uruti's head and said, "Don't trouble Mr. Moller!"

Urruti hurriedly said no, and the two went out of the village again. Seeing that the orcs he met along the way were women and children, and that he had not seen any of them, he asked Urruti and received the answer that they had all gone hunting far away.

Due to the limited hunting range of the orcs, they could not hunt in the nearby mountains and compete with human hunters for prey, so they could only go far into the mountains, which were undoubtedly very dangerous.

Over a hill to the south of the orc village is the manor of the Western European baron, covering an area of about 100 acres, with a small lake, half-slope woods and thirty acres of fields, and the house is a half-new three-story villa, with a small orchard on the left side of the villa, and a horse shed and three or four low houses on the right.

Urruti deliberately let Moeller release a magic pet to ride, and as soon as the two of them got close to the manor, several farmers working in the fields were frightened. When they arrived at the villa, the owner of the villa naturally knew the news, and the Western European baron came out tremblingly to greet them.

The baron, a young man in his twenties, pale and emaciated typical of nobles, and not bad-looking, did not wait for him to speak, Urruti unceremoniously exclaimed: "Good news to you, Western Europe, this Mr. Magician is going to buy your estate!"

"Woo...... Uruti, how do you know I'm going to sell the estate?" The Baron of Western Europe looked at Urruti with some embarrassment and resentment, and then glanced at Moller with hostility, just because his mount was too scary, so he was too timid to say anything.

This expression was too obvious, and Moller, who thought of something, suddenly had black lines on his face.