Chapter 832 Section 63

Dawn Tavern.

The Dawn Tavern, which is usually overcrowded during the day, is sparsely populated with a few customers at this time. Most of the people went to the recruiting office to see the excitement.

Squares, Gardens, Mage Towers, Harbors, Mercenary Halls, Colosseums......

In densely populated parts of the city, Annam's recruitment advertisements were being shown at the same time. It is even said that not only Liberty City, but also all towns with theaters and shopping streets are showing this magical image-

At this time, two mercenaries who had just arrived in Liberty City sat in the tavern, tasting the local specialty "Happy Wine": a liquor that is as spicy to the throat as a spirit, but can be drunk even by someone who is so easily drunk that he gets drunk at the sound of the word.

As a result, the evaluation of drunkards is polarized, and some people think that alcohol that is not drunk is also worthy of being called alcohol? Some people think that happy wine smells like wine and tastes like wine, so it's wine.

"Did you see the recruitment advertisement?" The man on the left asked the companion.

"I didn't think there was a fight in the north...... You wouldn't want to go, would you? The man on the right asked him.

"How is that possible? That guy named Annan, who does he think he is? If you move your mouth, you want people to die? ”

"You're right." A chorus wafted from the corner.

The two mercenaries looked over vigilantly, unable to see who was speaking...... Anyway, was it so dark in the corner of the tavern the other day?

"Those nobles are just trying to find a way to get people to go to the front and die."

The voice was as warm as the sun with a northland accent, and the two mercenaries were vigilantly silent.

They take commissions all day long, and they don't often meet bastards who are deliberately fishing. For example, two silver coins can sleep a half-blood elf, but when you pay the money, you can only enter the room with a hairy nezumi. Another example is that the gang boss deliberately let his mistress seduce the stupid son of the nobleman, and then threatened the nobleman to pay money in the name of rape.

Still, the voice said, "The poor go to the front and die, and the rich hide behind, taking the property of the poor and doing business with the enemy...... Kill all the nobles in this world with innocent people, but kill one by one will definitely slip through the net. ”

"I think you're a bit extreme......" The mercenary on the right fidgeted, worried that the topic would get him in trouble.

"You're right!" His companion suddenly shouted, attracting a bunch of eyes, "Those nobles are getting richer and richer, and every one of their kinnar is stained with the soul of the dead in vain!" ”

"And those who sign up, all fucking idiots!"

He's clearly a man with a story.

"Are you wrong...... They are noble. But the voice said, "We should not laugh at those who die for us." No matter what their purpose...... They have indeed protected us, so if you want to scold, you can scold the nobles. ”

"You're right, to the stupid good guys." After a moment of silence, the person on the left raised his wine glass and signaled, "I invited you for wine, but I don't know who it is?" ”

"I am Annan."

Whether the two mercenaries were drunk or not, they were half drunk at this moment, grabbed a handful of money and threw it on the table and left the tavern in a cold sweat.

Wood came over with an oil lamp, "They're not coming back." He complained as he took the money from the table.

The two mercenaries were so frightened that they gave them several more silver coins.

Three silhouettes emerge from the corners illuminated by oil lamps: Annan, Olmedo, and Francois.

"You're not going to arrest them?" Francois asked.

"What is the charge? Repeating what we did? ”

Anyone knows that the north side is now a meat grinder...... The rat wrangler also hangs the human.

"But someone has to make ......," Annan picked up the untouched lemonade, lifted it up and put it back, "they die, and more people may not have to die." ”

Francois complained: "You said I came here when I was given a task, and now I am talking about this kind of thing...... The wine is gone......"

"Then go to work. As promised, I'll send you to House Stulet for help, and I'll go to Elimoas's land, where Olmedo manages the conscription. ”

They left the tavern, Lily jumped from the eaves into Annan's arms, was handed over by him to Olmedo, came to the crystal lair, took out a gold coin and bewitched the three little ones: "I'll give you gold coins, can you take me to the Blue Dragon Clan?" ”

The three little eyes were greedy for the gold coins, but shook their heads firmly.

Annan began to increase the weight, three, nine, thirty...... When they added a hundred gold coins, their saliva was about to flow, but they still shook their heads firmly.

"I'm just human, what are you worried about?" Annan realized that the problem was probably not with them, but that there should be certain rules, "You can crush me yourself." ”

The three little ones glanced at each other and suddenly pounced.

Olmedo walked into the crystal lair and waved his hand to the three skeletons that were cleaning: "I'm looking for Annan, is he gone?" ”

"Cluck-la-" A skeleton pointed to the dwelling of the three little ones deep in the lair.

"Thank you."

Olmedo thanked him, and as soon as he entered, he saw Annan being crushed by three young dragons.

The three little ones hurriedly got up, and Olmedo laughed: "This is a necessary way to go to the land of the Blue Dragon Clan?" ”

"I said they could crush me, they didn't believe ......" Annan, who felt embarrassed, got up, but fortunately there were no outsiders here: "Didn't you just separate?" What are you looking for me? ”

"I got the conscription list...... You should take a look. ”

"It's less than half a day, what's there to see......"

Annan muttered about the list of results, glanced at it, and suddenly hugged the stunned Olmedo with excitement.

"There is hope!"

……

Ahem, cough, cough –

The sound of coughing echoed over Hell Mountain, torn apart by the mountain wind.

There were more and more soldiers coughing, and some people were starting to develop fevers, and no matter how stupid they were, they should know that something was wrong.

Belier realizes that this is the plague, something as terrifying as a rat tide.

In areas where there is no church, the plague is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, which cannot be eradicated.

"Let your lord open the door to get rid of the plague!"

"It's not time yet, Lord Annan and we have made an appointment to open the portal every twelve hours."

Fermi pursed his lips. He had no symptoms yet, all the centurions were fine, but almost a fifth of the soldiers who were still ordinary showed various symptoms.

"Twelve hours...... It should be ok. ”

A professional warrior as strong as an ox could not last five days, but twelve hours...... It should be fine.

Because so many people had fallen, Fermi had to force the mage group to apply purification.

Then came another piece of bad news: the rat tide had returned.

Lying on the front line and observing the wriggling rat tide at the foot of the mountain for a few minutes, Belier suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good news?"

"Sort of...... They are still rat tides and mixed formations, either that rat tribe treats us as hard bones and is ready to spend them little by little, or they don't care about us and let other rats solve it casually. ”

(End of chapter)