"The chickens at home are lost, the wife and people need to find an adulterer, and the goods are shipwrecked and need to be salvaged. Are they all such tasks? ”

Ryan stood in front of a statue of Hermes, which was four or five meters tall with a pedestal, and muttered to himself with two fingers pinching his chin.

On the base of this statue of Hermes hangs a tablet with a task left by a nearby commissioner.

Hermes is the god of commerce and roads, and when people need mercenaries, they will always hang a quest card under the idol of Hermes around the settlement.

Finding a powerful secret organization in a large city with a population of nearly 300,000 people will not work on an individual basis.

This is one of the reasons why Lane wants to help Fauber.

Now it's his own direction: by doing a mission, he will connect with people with power or connections in the city of Athens, and use their power to investigate the Cult.

Without an intermediary, it should be a good first contact strategy to do something for the politicians and big businessmen in the city of Athens.

However, the invisible class barrier still made Lan En deflated, because it seemed that those who had status did not write their needs and commoners on the same tablet.

Rann tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders, letting Mentos jot down all the tasks on the tablet.

Since it is not so easy to take the road of taking the line with others, he can't waste time.

Whether it's for income reasons or to accumulate tasks to make a name for himself, he is ready to be active as a mercenary for a while.

If the people of the Cult can take the initiative to find them in this process, it will be even more worthy of celebration.

"'Reject usury', the publisher of this task is very close to us, sir. And it seems that we can provoke some prestigious enemies, and the prestige of the enemies will become our fame. ”

Mentos analyzed unhurriedly.

Lann agreed, and began to follow Mentos's direction.

In addition to the fisherman's quarter, Athens has a good municipal infrastructure, not to mention the large sculptures, the use of a large amount of white marble to pave the steps, as well as the construction of flower beds and pools.

There is even a small amount of ground that is no longer loess, but marble.

Len didn't even dare to wonder how many rocks the Athenians had dug up.

But there is no doubt that Athens sucked a lot of blood from its allies by forming the Delian League, which was used to build its own city.

"Hello, Peturus?"

In the temple of Hephaestus, with its many marble columns, Lane found the publisher of the quest.

An Athenian in a linen skirt.

He had a mustache on his chin and didn't look like he had done any heavy work, so he was probably an Athenian citizen.

But his coarse linen clothes still show that he is not in a good financial situation.

At this time, the client blinked in a daze, looking at the tall, muscular and beautiful silver-haired man in front of him.

"Ahh Yes! I'm Peturus. ”

Lan En was a little used to this kind of gaze, especially after his bones developed further, and he would be very conspicuous everywhere he went.

So the witcher just pouted flatly, and continued, "I'm a mercenary, and you entrusted a mission?" Can you elaborate on that? ”

Curiosity and consternation prevailed over the need for a task, and the man stumbled to Rann about the task.

Nothing surprising.

An Athenian citizen who had borrowed from a loan shark was not earning well and decided to refuse to repay the remaining drachmas because he thought he had paid his fair share.

But the gangsters were not politicians who needed votes, so they didn't care whether the debtor was an Athenian citizen or not.

So in order to protect his health and property in front of the debt collectors, Peturus is looking for mercenaries.

The price of twenty drachmas was much less than what he had to pay back to the gangsters, and it was a good deal.

That's enough money to buy a suckling pig in Athens, which is not a small amount of money.

"Okay, gangster thugs." Lan En nodded indifferently, "It's not that hard to get rid of, but I can't follow you for days for this money." Do you have an appointment with them for a place and a time? ”

"I won't delay you, mercenary!" "We've made an appointment, let's go to one of the warehouses in the port!" ”

Normally, it is the norm for the task publisher to dictate to the mercenaries, but Peturus today inexplicably felt that he was the one who should be nervous in the conversation.

"Then hurry up, sir. I've got a full schedule today. ”

Lan actually wanted to clear all the tasks on the tablet in one day.

The two crossed the city of Athens to a warehouse in the port area.

Before he could get closer, Lan En's straight brow furrowed slightly.

"They don't look like they're collecting debts or beating people, it's more like they're going to kill you."

Several gangsters sat in front of the warehouse gate, and a few breaths were caught by Lan En from the warehouse.

Their equipment is basically comparable to that of the One-Eyed men on the island of Kepharonia.

But the one-eyed people of Kephalonia can almost be seen as a ruler, and here they are really just gangsters.

It can only be said that when the wealth of Athens was circulating, it also fattened these hyenas in the dark.

Listening to Lanne's words, Perturus swallowed nervously.

"No, not necessarily, right? So, I'll go up and talk about it first."

There was a pleading expression on his face, which was a little afraid that Lan En would see that the situation was not right and break the contract.

But before the Athenian citizen could finish speaking.

"Bang!"

Lan En kicked up a palm-sized piece of wood with his foot, and the light and fluttering feel made him feel just right. So just wave your hand! That palm-sized piece of wood smashed into the side face of a gangster thug!

The light wood made the man's face wave, and a large tooth burst out of his lips.

"It doesn't matter if they want to kill someone."

Under the stunned gaze of the other party, Lan En moved his wrist and walked over. He wasn't ready to draw his sword.

"Just hit hard."

Originally, he was just going to beat these people, but now, he was ready to break a few bones.

The words are fluttering.

The difference between a group of armed thugs 'wanting to kill' and 'wanting to hit' is like a puppy 'trying to bark' or 'wanting to bite' in Lan's mouth.

The thugs poured out of the warehouse, looking at Lan En who was walking slowly, they swallowed their saliva, and drew the short sword at their waists, the spear on their back, and the shield.

And Peturus spent the next three minutes watching these vicious gangsters throw their equipment far away, as if they never wanted to pick it up again in their lives.

Because when Lan En was beating them, he would keep fighting if he didn't lay down his weapon.

So it didn't take long for this group of thugs to be completely smart.

Wounded in one place, empty-handed.

Pain is the best teacher.

Rann patted the non-existent dust on his hands, walked up to Perturus, and spread it out to him.

The guy was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly pulled the drachma out of his wallet on his belt.

Lan's large hand clenched, making the sound of coins rubbing against each other.

It took a total of half an hour, and a small task was completed. This efficiency is not bad.

The witcher nodded for his own efficiency.

But when Lenn was about to follow the route Mentos had planned, he would stop by the next client.

He suddenly looked to the other side of the warehouse.

In his hearing, there was a well-trained footstep on the other side.

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