As he spoke, Leo handed over the gem again, "Take this too, and sell it for as much as you want." ”

Bard didn't expect Leo to have such a mention at all, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

His life was saved by others, and now, the other party still wants to help get money?

The young man in front of him was able to force a giant dragon to sign a contract, although it was at the cost of paying a large amount of money, he could still show amazing wisdom, and no matter how old he was, he was already a level 2 mage, and his talent was also extremely high.

But what surprised Bard the most was Leo's noble character at the moment.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the world, and it is the people who have noble character that are lacking.

After a while, the old soldier reacted, supported his weak body, got off the fat body, pushed Leo's hand back, and said sincerely and firmly: "I have received your heart, but this will definitely not work! Without you, I would not even be able to die, so I can't ask for your money no matter what." ”

Muraton also interjected gratefully: "Yes, Leo, if you take your money, how will we mix it up in the future." Now I promise you a reward......"

The words of the other party made Leo feel that his efforts were not in vain, at least he was a person worth rescuing, not a white-eyed wolf who turned his face and didn't recognize people.

In fact, although he has a good character, he is not as good as Bard imagined, and he is willing to take money, completely because there is no need for money now, so in line with the idea of helping people to the end, he will propose such a proposal.

What's more, the contractor is himself, and Bard and Muradon are only appendages. It is conceivable that if it really can't be done. The first unlucky person to be.

"I don't need to mention anything about the remuneration. Leo shook his head, and continued with some concern: "But ten thousand gold coins is not a small amount. You ......"

"Don't worry, there should still be some reserve funds in the regiment. Bard sighed, "Alas, although the mercenary group must be dispersed now, I will do my best to rebuild, no matter how I say that I am also a level 7 warrior, and my reputation is still some, and it will not be difficult for me to do 10,000 a month." You will never be asked to bear the consequences of breaking the contract. ”

It's not Bard talking big, the "roadside wildflowers" of its heyday. A month's steady income is at least about 50,000 yuan, which is still after deducting other expenses. As the head of the regiment, of course, he was able to get the most money, but for the development of the mercenary group, he rarely used it, but invested it in expanding the construction.

"Alright, let's get out of here and get to the town of Dicari before dark. Ichiē wait until there to talk about it. Leo said.

Since the other party insisted, he could save a sum of money, and he no longer forced it. Bard and Muradon are also in the contract, and it is believed that they will not joke with their own safety. And this damp swamp is really not the place to talk. He really didn't want to stay any longer.

…………

The sun slowly sets, and the gates of the town of Dikari slowly close.

At this moment, several figures appeared at the end of the line of sight.

on the city walls. One of the guards shouted, "Hey, hey. Hey, nailhead!

Another guard, known as Nailhead, was crouching under the arrow stack to eat. Raised his head and said, "Black Ball, what the hell is your name?"

The guard pointed into the distance and replied, "There's someone over there!"

"What are you kidding, how is it possible, they all said that you should smoke less leaf powder, and you are hallucinating. Nailhead muttered disdainfully and continued to stuff bread into his mouth.

Heiqiu rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not hallucinating, and said urgently: "Really!

"Hey, I really don't believe it, if you lie to me......" Nailhead said vaguely, standing up. When he also saw those figures, he was immediately surprised, and was almost swallowed by the bread in his mouth, and said in disbelief for a long time: "Grandma's, it's really from the swamp, has the road in the swamp been reopened?"

Although the town of Dicari, like the town of Chur, is close to the Zangar marsh, it is much less prosperous. Because the vast majority of adventurers come from the north-east-facing Central District, whether they enter or leave the swamp, they rarely choose to stop in the town of Dicari.

In addition, there are not many special products in the local area, so the nobles of Decari can only rely on the occasional hunting in the swamps and the caravans from the central district, barely maintaining their dignity. But now that the swamp is closed, the harvest in the swamp has been lost, and the distance of the caravan has increased several times, which naturally has also greatly decreased, which makes all the high-ranking personnel, including the mayor, very distressed.

There is no circulation, no taxes, and the locally produced crops cannot be sold, and even the residents and some knights and lords with smaller fiefs have begun to move their minds, and if this continues, it will not be long before this centuries-old town will disappear into the long river of history.

Looking at the few people who came over, Heiqiu, who was worried about losing his job, nodded heavily: "It's very likely! I'm here to greet them, you go to the captain, this is a big deal!"

"Okay! You watch here, let them in or not, and make a decision when the captain comes. Nailhead knew the strictness of the matter, and he didn't even care about the half-eaten bread, and quickly thought about running under the city wall.

The few people who walked under the setting sun were Leo, Muraton, Bard, and Chubby.

They had been walking for another five hours straight, and by this time they were already hungry and tired, and they just wanted to enter the town, find a hotel, have a good meal, and take a comfortable hot bath. But the guard on the wall, stubborn like a split-hoofed ox, refused to open the gates of the city at all, but told them to wait.

Leo even pondered whether to use the charm of humans to control the other party and forcibly open the city gate. It can be seen that the guard is at most a level 1 warrior, and the success rate is more than eighty percent.

Muraton rubbed his shriveled stomach, couldn't bear it anymore, and roared: "It's been twenty minutes, what the hell is going on with you! Don't you see that we are all going to starve to death, when do we have to wait?"

"Wait, wait, our captain will be here soon!" the guard was sweating profusely, complaining about why his companions had taken so long to find someone, and worried that the next few would leave in a rage.

"I really don't understand you, we're not orcs, but we just delayed for a while, and missed the closing time of the city gates, so I have to find your captain?" Muraton was eager to throw his sword and stab the guard in half.

At this time, a tall man appeared at the head of the city, looked down and said, "I'm really sorry, some things are coming slowly, may I ask a few ......?"

Before he could finish asking, he stopped by himself, locked his gaze on Bud, and said in great surprise: "Who is that...... Captain Saltonis?" (to be continued......)