Chapter Seventy-Five: The Speed of Light Tracing
When she walked inside.
A bearded dwarf with two swords asked enthusiastically.
As he spoke, he snorted at the other party.
Looks like it should be her companion.
The female scout, named Mehriban, chuckled and took off her bag and handed it over.
The dwarf placed the burden on the table and opened it, revealing more than twenty of the alchemy test tubes containing demon tears.
At this moment, Harward Axel, who was dressed in brocade and had a gloomy and obscene face, laughed loudly.
Protected by the four servants, he got up, walked to the wooden table, and reached out to pick up a test tube of demon tears stained with coagulated plasma.
Mehriban and the dwarf, along with the four companions behind them, did not stop, and even bowed slightly.
The employment relationship between the two parties is clear at a glance.
"Not bad, not bad!"
"Well done! Very good! ”
"Mohr's Green Leaf Mercenary Team lives up to its name!"
"The Shadow Scout Meheri class lives up to its name!"
Harward was very satisfied, and said two "worthy of the name" in a row.
Then the guy snapped his fingers.
Immediately, Youhu stepped forward from holding the cash box.
He put away his baggage, then took out forty dark gold coins from the cash box and placed them on the table.
I saw that everyone in Moore's green leaf mercenary team silently raised their eyebrows.
Doesn't seem to be too happy with the pay.
Because of the twenty-three magic tears on the table alone, the total market price can reach more than 12,000 kilograms!
However, the two parties had made a contract beforehand, and the first stage was to steal an item for Harward.
Although it is not clear what the item is, it does provide a detailed description of the environment, the dangers it may face, and so on.
In line with the conditions of two-way contracting, they often accept such entrustment, and it is even more common for them to steal more than they will be rewarded.
If there is no contract, Moore Green Leaf can choose to swallow it privately.
But even so, there is still a sense of contrast in their hearts.
The bearded dwarf at the head was clever, and he quickly swept the dark gold coins into his purse.
Then he rubbed his hands together and said with an embarrassed expression.
"Master Harward, do you think you want to get some more?"
"After all, this is a demon tear."
Hearing him say this, Harward Aksol suddenly sneered.
"Isn't this an errand?"
"There is no need for you to shed blood, nor for you to risk your lives."
"So much so that it only takes one person to solve the problem."
"Don't think about it, help me get the task of the second stage, and I'll add this number to you!"
Harward held up two fingers as he spoke.
The bearded dwarf looked at the mercenaries behind him, along with Mehliban.
There was some eye contact.
Regained his flattering look.
"Don't worry."
"It's too sensitive right now to send out 'eyes'"
"In a few more Naroas, we'll send someone to keep an eye on Ophelia."
"At that time, we will definitely find out who the alchemist who supplied her is."
After receiving the promise, Harward bowed his head slightly.
"After her goods are robbed, she will definitely be in a hurry to replenish them."
"Just find that mysterious alchemist, whatever method you use, bring him/her to me!"
The corners of Harward's lips twitched in smugness.
He didn't expect Ophelia to have so many stocks of Demon Tears in her hands.
Far more than he could have imagined!
He will secretly shoot these demon tears through the channels of his mother.
Looking at the burden behind him, he was even more eager to catch the alchemist who supplied the Demon Tears.
The other party secretly resells the magic tears, and it must be the wrong way.
Nine times out of ten, those demon tears were stolen from the treasury of the Royal Alchemy Society.
Either way, as long as that guy still has the goods in his hand!
Thinking so, Harward couldn't help but bend down and put his arm around the dwarf's shoulder, and whispered to the deputy.
……
"Here we are, here it is!"
Ophelia took the lead and pointed to the village sign with the three lingua franca characters of "Portan".
The efficiency of their actions can be called "speed of light".
Pseudo-night came, and there were not many people moving inside and outside the village.
Only the wooden towers at the edge of the village were guarded by sentinels.
The trio rode into the village unhindered and soon found the Potin Lodge in the center of the village.
At this moment, business is booming, and there is an endless stream of mercenaries or adventurers passing by to rest.
The first floor is a tavern, and the second and third floors are hostels.
Chen Xuan and the others had a clear goal, and after two laps, they locked the position of the stable.
When the trolley entered the stable, a lame innkeeper groom was carrying hay into the trough.
"Three of you want to tie your horse?"
The guy asked subconsciously, and when he raised his head and turned to see the mounts of the three, he was stunned.
Chen Xuan parked his bicycle at the door at random, and took out seven or eight black iron coins with one hand and stuffed them into his hand.
"I'm going to find someone in the yard."
"Which shack in your backyard has the nearest occupant?"
"A lot of people's kind."
As soon as these words came out, the innkeeper groom froze suddenly, put down the forage, and looked at the black iron coins in his hand with a sad face.
Chen Xuan was still calm, and Ophelia was a little anxious, looking at the few sheds in the courtyard.
Rebecca, the kitten, hid her head under her hood and put her right hand around her waist to protect her owner.
Seeing the groom's expression like this, Chen Xuan instantly understood.
He took out another Mithril coin and tossed it at the groom.
"Just a word from you, and this Mithril coin is yours."
"Don't worry, you won't have any trouble."
The groom took the Mithril coin and pointed to the shack in the corner of the courtyard.
"In that room, there are six mercenaries dressed and looking ugly."
"Since the last Naroya Day, people have always come and gone."
"Don't say I revealed it..."
……
Two minutes later, the groom left the stable with the money and pretended nothing had happened, not wanting to wade in the muddy waters.
The three of them entered the courtyard and took a brief look.
found that there was no one nearby to look at the wind, and the other party was overconfident.
But it is also normal, there is no criminal investigation technology in the world of Naroa, and as for the advanced magic tracking methods, they have not been popularized.
Neither in the past nor in the present, Mehriban and the rest of Mor Greenleaf don't think anyone will be able to track down this place!
But at the moment, they are clearly going to pay for it.
There are always some outliers in the world who don't play cards according to common sense, such as our Chen someone!
Ophelia climbed the roof of the stables with a bow, where the hut could be suppressed.
Rebecca, the kitten lady, drew her short sword and dagger, and hibernated in the corner under Chen Xuan's command.
After arranging everything, Chen Xuan activated his spatial perception ability, but found that he could not observe.
There was a spherical diaphragm that blocked the intrusion of his spatial perception.
The top-level magic perception talent made him feel that there was a faint hidden magic force moving around him.
Unlike the lead shield, there seems to be an invisible magic shield there!
There is no need for further confirmation.
He silently took out an M32 howitzer and was ready to strike first!