The newspapers published by the Adventurers' Guild are very fucked, because they are all doing platform business in various countries, and the things about the princes and nobles can't be touched.

The reason why so many countries let adventurers' guilds settle in, in addition to the fact that the guilds have to pay taxes to the local government, is to accept idle people in society and reduce the unemployment rate.

The bottom adventurer is a very amazing species.

Boiling noodles and rubbing the party is like betting on the dog's ring. Loans, running everywhere, the old brother is as stable as the grass on the grave.

These people don't find something to do for them, and after a long time, won't it turn the world upside down?

In addition, these people go to kill demonic beasts, collide with outlaws on the road, and if there is an accident, it can also reduce the burden on the state.

The main users of the newspaper are these watchmen.

For the sales of newspapers and magazines, the editors of each column have KPIs.

Big news is not always there, so we have to adopt a new way of playing, and people like to read and write what they like.

Nothing more than the simplest sensual stimulation, sex and violence are eternal themes.

So every time the newspaper is either a perverted murderer or a celebrity and a musician who stays up all night to go to Wushan and have a big belly.

Finally, there's the Bounty Hunter column.

The Cross Alliance and the Adventurers' Guild have a partnership and issue wanted warrants for some of the Warriors.

Let the adventurer work as a bounty hunter and go to farm the wild bosch.

In the district newspaper in the eastern part of the Principality of Pema, all members of the Black Sails also reported honorably many times.

The newspapers published by the guild are divided into bulletins and district newspapers, and the bulletin is a weekly summary of major events around the world, which is relatively correct. The district newspaper will order the content according to the region, and it is also a fantasy magazine with gossip and abstract jokes, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods flying all over the sky.

Golia's previous title was a heroic adventurer, and she was naturally a popular flower in the guild, fierce and fierce, and her appearance was able to fight.

Newspaper editors are naturally crazy hype, great god painters sketch sexy portraits, and senior copywriters fabricate false content.

Even if Goliath is not an adventurer, she can directly transform into a bard, although her music skills are lacking, but the huge traffic is there, and she can be cashed out at any time.

I don't know how many low-level adventurer brothers bought newspapers just to pray in the dead of night, but some of these brothers are very poor, and they are reluctant to use the newspaper money of a copper coin, and they circulate it to each other.

Golia also entered the annual adventurer goddess book, yes, the adventurer newspaper is so abstract, and the whole sexy goddess yearbook during the New Year's holiday, in short, all of them are overwhelmed by the heroic and bright figure.

Inside a clothing store in Heavenly Port.

It was Golia, who rarely wore such clothes, and took off her leather armor.

"I always feel uncomfortable."

Golia looked at the strange guy in the full-length mirror, her face flushed and a little ashamed.

"Isn't this quite suitable for you, your temperament should wear this plain and elegant skirt, the skin is a little rougher, but it doesn't matter, just raise it at home."

Derea stood right behind Goliath, her hands around the button she had helped to fasten her neckline, her fingers running over her neck, intentionally or unintentionally, and then her chin resting on Golia's shoulders, staring at her with interest.

Although Derea has a soft spot for List's blood, Goliath is not a high-end dessert.

Because it was too close, Golia's neck also had a little pink, and a wonderful strange fragrance emanated from the blood-red hair, and it penetrated into her heart, and as Dereya also clinged to her, there was a strange commotion in her heart for a moment.

The proprietress sees through it and doesn't say anything, there are such people in Heavenly Port, and the canons of almost every religion, as well as the rule of law in the country, regard it as a taboo heresy.

But this ghost place is not so exquisite, you can let your feelings go unleashed.

Other than that......

This girl, who looks like she is about sixteen years old, is really naughty.

Valrhona was very interested in the window hanger dolls, and she didn't know where the strange power came from, and she tore off the arms of the wooden dolls.

"It's a dummy, hehe."

Valrhona waved her arms and smiled heartily with her confidence in the proprietress beyond her comprehension.

The proprietress had bruises on her forehead.

Goliath thought of Delaia's invitation and went to her house, and there was no one else, she thought that something was still wrong, and regretted it temporarily.

"We'll have to send Valrhona back to the hotel later."

Goliath moved her shoulders and forced herself to calm down, she was only letting Valrhona live here for the time being, not to be a killing machine in Lostra, but obviously it was not a good thing to fall into the hands of Black Sail, pirates were not as good as those regular armies, this was just a stopgap measure, and when she matured, she would not stay in this kind of pirate den.

Dereya couldn't guess what she was thinking, and everyone's actual actions were full of complex motives.

The relationship between himself and Li Si is very delicate.

Although Li Site is divorced, each plays his own game, the old love is there, and the ultimate scumbag is the same.

It's because he knows he's going to die at any moment.

Dereya has already eaten through Li St's mind, he just likes to play with his outlaw thinking, reckless, pretending to be a tough guy, and likes to hide things by himself.

If he really wants to forcibly keep him and prevent him from doing those life-threatening deals, then he can't even keep the current delicate relationship, and Li Si Te will only cut through the mess with his own quick sword, and it is possible to fight each other with a sword.

He had something to do, and no matter how much he worried, he could only let him go, like a kite, supported only by a fragile string.

It is better to say that all the interpersonal relationships in the world are supported by kite strings, and they are never really close, they are all if they are separated.

The only thing that can be done is to hold on to this thread.

And the one who can hold the kite of Goliath is not only by his own charm, but also by Valrhona.

Of course, Golia wouldn't let the little dragon girl stay in the pirate's den, this is not the place for ordinary girls.

"What's the hurry, look at her naughty appearance, she has to go to class, she shouldn't know how to read, wait a while to go back to my house, let the maid teach her to read and read, she used to be a private school teacher, very talented, so that she can slowly get out of immaturity. It's still a long time, and I'll have to stay here for two or three years. ”

Dereya PPT focuses on an attack.

"Private school teacher?"

Golia was a little surprised, her family should be quite large, and her own cultural level is naturally not a teacher, it is really a good idea to have a reliable person to teach Valrhona, so that she can know right from wrong, instead of being a child all day long.

"Well, but I have a teaching certificate and an advanced history degree."

Dereya replied.

Half an hour.

The three daughters return to Dereya's small estate.

Valrhona was assigned to the maid to take with her.

And Goliath looked at the countless clothes and jewelry in Dereya's closet, and was a little dazzled, but the men's clothes that suddenly appeared, the size of List, made her a little uncomfortable.

"You're suitable for earrings, I'll pierce your ears."

Derea noticed that Golia's eyes were on the jewelry cabinet on the wardrobe shelf, and she proposed.

"No, I'm just going to take a look, and besides, it's inconvenient to wear it in battle."

Gloria refused.

"There is no kind of fighting, I am here to protect you, always try something new."

Dereya had already taken out the studs.

"Hmmm......"

Golia sat obediently on the bedside stool, Dereya was very professional and quickly finished, this pain was nothing to Golia.

But Dereya didn't wipe the blood off the base of her ear with a silk scarf.

Suddenly......

"What for?"

"You can't waste it."

(End of chapter)