As the sun wanes, the power of the sun decreases, and the subtle coolness of the night breeze becomes people's best friend.

The public pubs and restaurants on the streets are open, and people who have finished their day's work come in groups to eat something, or order some alcoholic drinks after finishing their work, which is considered to be a reward for a hard day's work.

Among them, a popular pub near the central square is more than a step above the surrounding small shops.

From the outside, the building is a four-storey stone building, the main body is made of high-priced black stone, and there is a huge sense of preservation under the halo of iron hanging lamps. The wooden door, which is about one and a half people high, is open, and the hustle and bustle of various people, and the aroma of delicious food and wine come out of it, and people can't help but want to join in.

On the upper left side of the gate hangs an iron fancy sign in the shape of a shield, on which is scrawled the name of "Nanfeng Tavern". Under the shield-shaped signboard, there is a small iron plate made of two swords lying horizontally, and the words "Catrice Mercenary Administration" are written on it in conspicuous fluorite paint.

As such, this popular tavern is an industry under the official authority, and basically anyone who wants to find mercenaries in the Cartlis has to come to this tavern for a drink or two. And the mercenaries will naturally ask for a glass of wine here when they have nothing to do, and wait for business while drinking.

So how could this tavern business not be booming?

The most conspicuous place against the wall of the South Wind Tavern is the bar counter of the tavern and the office of the mercenary management office placed side by side, where guests who want to order or want to log in to the commission are gathered, and the staff wearing different color uniforms stick to their posts and work for the visiting guests.

In the center of the tavern there are several large long tables that can accommodate more than a dozen people, and people who know and don't know each other sit together, and when the wine is hot, they can talk and laugh with the people around them. At the edge are individual small tables that can accommodate from two to four people, all of which are filled with guests who need them.

The liveliest place today was undoubtedly the long table in the center of the tavern, where the mercenaries who had killed King Kong in the cave during the day gathered happily to squander their newly-earned rewards. This is their celebration feast, and they want to treat themselves after completing this difficult task. The tension, blood, and passion of the day poured into the stomach along with the delicacies and spirits on the wine table.

However, in the lively tavern, there is a slightly strange corner.

A young man in gray light chain mail sat alone at a single table with nothing special, looking at a small hardcover notebook with a blank face, and sometimes he seemed to remember something, so he drew in a pencil notebook, and did not know what he was doing.

The young man has a face that can be seen everywhere, and it may take a lot of effort to find it if he is thrown into the crowd. The only thing that caught the eye was a recurve knife pinned to his waist in a brown scabbard, the blade hidden in the sheath about the length of his arm, and now only the silver hilt of the blade was visible.

His face was not very good, and even his complexion looked a little pale. His color was as dark as his pupils, not only was it dull, but it was also a mess, and his head was cut short and lay on his stomach without any energy. He seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness, and he couldn't see any of the spirit that a young man should have, and even his eyes seemed hollow and powerless, revealing his fatigue and powerlessness.

There seemed to be a large open space around him in a decaying appearance, and the seats next to him were inexplicably far away from his place. He held a wooden wine glass in his left hand, and occasionally took a sip of the amber liquid in the glass. The noise in the bar seems to be someone else's, and has nothing to do with him.

It only takes a moment to look at him and you will understand the reason why there are no guests around him - who wants to sit with such a gloomy fellow?

If it weren't for the red iron sword star crest pinned to his chest, telling others that this young man was a mercenary—and a veteran who had done a lot of work, ordinary people might have thought that he was a lost dog who had been eliminated under the prosperity of the city.

Of course, if the mercenaries who were drinking wine at the long table came to take a look, they would remember that he was the same man who rescued the middle-aged man with the axe in the hands of King Kong in the cave at noon today - except that after receiving the payment, this guy ran into the corner alone, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with the excitement.

"Ahh Is it gone?"

Just as he wanted to take another sip of the drink in his cup, he realized that he had unconsciously finished the drink he wanted. He sighed, looking disappointed. As he peered over the bar, a woman in hospitality attire approached his seat from there.

"You've been sitting here for a long time, and you've asked for a cup of amber, do you think there's anything left?"

A sickly smile appeared on the sickly face of the young man who had been accosted, and the woman on the other side of the line of sight was also an acquaintance - or rather, it was impossible not to know her as long as he was a regular customer of the tavern.

"Yo, big sister, good evening. ”

The young man swept away the stiffness just now, looked at the woman with a smile on his face and said hello. She is the proprietress of this shop, and everyone who knows her calls her "Big Sister Head", and it turns out that her name is Big Sister Head. In addition to closing the boss position, her identity as the contact person of the mercenary management office is also widely known.

The eldest sister's face should be described as "handsome", and the red one is long and capable. She has a slender figure and looks heroic with neat clothes. She is also in her thirties this year, but she is still single. According to regular guests, it seems that women who admire her can line up two streets.

- Yes, female.

"Curt, looks like you're in a good mood?"

The eldest sister glanced at the notebook on the table, which had been closed by Curt.

"It's okay, after all, I've made a lot of money today-ah, please take a seat if you don't mind. ”

The young man greeted the eldest sister who was still standing, still with the usual smile on his face. The eldest sister also seemed to have something to say to Curt, but she didn't shirk it, and sat directly opposite the young man with a big grin. Curt greeted the waiter next to him with a smile on his face and motioned for her to come over.

"Please ask me for another glass of amber grass, what do you want to drink, big sister, I'll treat you." ”

The eldest sister turned to the waiter unceremoniously and said, "Bring me a cup of fire, and record it in this guy's account." ”

"Cage fire... This seems to be one of the most expensive drinks in your family, right?, eldest sister, you're really welcome," Curt saw the waiter leaving, turned to the eldest sister and said, "So what are you looking for me?

The corners of the eldest sister's mouth turned up: "You kid is really a money fan." ”

"Okay, okay - it's an extra reward for you, so you don't have to worry about it all the time. And then—" As soon as she sat down, she took out an envelope from her waist and handed it to Curt, then she looked into his lazy eyes and said, "Curt, you have been very idle for the next few days, and you don't seem to have taken any tasks?"

"Oh, big sister, don't say that. Curt's smile was a little reluctant, "I looked at the task records in the registration book when I came back just now, either I didn't want to work, or I really couldn't find anything suitable for me to do." ”

When she heard the young man say, "There are no suitable tasks", the eldest sister's eyebrows were obviously raised: "You said there are no suitable tasks? I think a few of them are quite good-for example, there is a caravan going out of Catrice and going along the road to Elsikman..."

"This doesn't work, I've seen it before. Before the eldest sister could finish speaking, Curt directly refused, "Eldest sister, didn't I say that? I will never accept a task that cannot go back and forth within two days." After all, I still have to take care of Lizzie, who basically can't take care of herself. ”

Curt had a wry smile on his face.

"I don't want to see Lizzie turn the house upside down as soon as I enter the house - no, I don't think if I'm gone for days, I'll be chopped into a taidmy by her when I come back. ”

At this moment, the waiter put the drink that the two of them wanted on the table.

"Ahh As long as you've been here, you've been pushing on long-term tasks for as long as you've been here. I'm a fool if I want you to accept it. ”

The eldest sister picked up the wooden cup and poured the transparent liquid into her throat as soon as she tilted her head.

- In the next moment, a spark erupted from her throat, and in a few moments it turned into incinerated dust and scattered.

"Well, the cage fire is really refreshing to drink in one gulp. The eldest sister exhaled, then stood up, "I'll be comfortable if you can be refreshed." ”

"Forget it, it's not up to me to decide. ”

With that, she made a goodbye gesture and turned to walk away.

"By the way," she seemed to remember something after just a few steps, and turned her head and said, "Your Liqi is also of school age, so you should also communicate with her well and don't let her be bored at home all day." ”

Listening to the words of the eldest sister, Curt was like a frightened pigeon: "Let her go to school?" I want to, but it's up to me to decide. ”

"It's really up to you," the eldest sister glanced at an embarrassed Curt, "Dominion law makes it compulsory for underage citizens to receive an education - and I remember that your Lizzie is quite talented as a sorcerer, and it would be a terrible thing to let her stay at home like this." ”

"I know, if she had the will, I would have told you. Looking at the serious eldest sister's head, Curt had no choice but to compromise, "When the time comes, I will trouble you to arrange it for her." ”

The eldest sister smiled: "No problem, no problem, I will definitely get it." ”

"Thank you in advance. ”

Looking at the departing eldest sister, Curt couldn't help but sigh. The eldest sister is very enthusiastic, but this enthusiasm is sometimes very troublesome. He stood up and drank the amber grass from his cup in one gulp, the coldness of the cold drink penetrating his internal organs, making him shiver.

"Let's go back. ”

The hustle and bustle of the tavern remained, and only a few banknotes pressed by cups remained on the small table that had been independent in the hustle and bustle.

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