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Kitley looked at the humble building with a little envy, he knew that the mercenaries here were very well-paid, and it was common for them to earn a few thousand gold coins a month, but he also knew that the money here was not so easy to obtain. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Stepping into the door, an old beggar suddenly burst out from the side, "Okay, okay, this old man...... I used to be a mercenary until I got an arrow in the knee......" [Search for the latest updates.]

Geralt waved his hand impatiently and walked straight in, and the old beggar did not bother, but returned to the place where he had been, and sat down, and continued to wait for the next master.

"Father, are we really going to post a mission here?" asked Kittley, puzzled, frowning as he wasn't used to the murky air.

Geralt nodded expressionlessly, he wasn't in much of the mood to talk to him at this point.

He walked over to the counter and was greeted by a waiter dressed in blue, "Sir, do you need any service?"

"I'm going to release a mission...... Geralt said.

"Okay, please wait a minute...... the waiter nodded, reached out and took out a notebook, on which something was written, and at the same time said without raising his head, "Say it......"

Geralt took a deep breath, "I'm going to kill someone, it's a kid about fifteen years old......"

"Hmm...... What is the strength of the target?" the waiter asked.

"Strength, ......I don't know," Geralt hesitated, "but he's practicing necromancy ......"

"Necromancy?" The waiter raised his head in a little surprise, practicing necromancy in the territory of the Holy Roman Empire, it was definitely tired, I couldn't imagine that someone was so stupid, you just want to cultivate, or you can go to the Roland Empire or other places, what's even more stupid is that the person who issued this task actually didn't go to the Holy See, but went to the mercenary tavern to issue a mission, and the waiter accepted to issue such a task for the first time.

With the lesson of the last time, Geralt did not dare to go to Father Aryan, so he had to go to the mercenary guild to issue a mission himself.

"Well, killing a necromancer is not too difficult, it's the ......same as killing an ordinary person," the waiter muttered to himself, he was evaluating the value of this task, so that he could give a reward, for these low-level tasks, the waiter had the right to evaluate them without authorization.

"This gentleman, after my evaluation and calculation, this task belongs to the E-level task, and you need 1,000 gold coins to post this task, plus a 5% handling fee, a total of 1,050 gold coins......" The waiter finished calculating and said to Geralt.

1050 gold coins, to be honest, Geralt was a little painful, he didn't expect the mercenary union to charge so much, but he already knew it in his heart, and took out 1050 gold coins from his arms.

"Sir, please take the mercenary medal from the mercenary union and register it......" said the waiter.

The Mercenary Medal is a medal registered and confirmed by the mercenary union, and it also represents the qualification of mercenary certification.

Geralt was stunned for a moment, "Mercenary medal, I don't have it......"

"Oh, I see, this gentleman, it doesn't matter if you don't have a mercenary medal, but the price has changed...... "The waiter still said politely, "According to the rules of the mercenary union, it is not that mercenaries need to charge double the fee for issuing tasks, and the handling fee is 20% ......"

"I've recalculated, sir, you need to pay 2,400 gold coins......," the waiter said quickly, after a moment's calculation.

"What, so expensive?" Gerat froze at the waiter's offer.

"Yes, excuse me sir, this is the rule of our mercenary union......" The waiter still smiled.

"That'...... Then how can you become a mercenary......" Kitley on the side was also stunned when he heard it, 2400 gold coins are equivalent to half a year's income of Naka Manor.

"It's very simple, as long as you complete three E-rank missions, or one D-rank mission, and are confirmed by the Mercenary Guild, you can become a mercenary and be awarded a mercenary ......medal," the waiter said with a smile.

What's the use of this, if you have to do this, people will come to the door early, Geralt scolded in his heart, but he has nothing to do about the regulations of the mercenary union.

Of course, this is the overlord clause of the mercenary union, and if everyone issues a task at any cost, it is estimated that no one will do the task.

Geralt walked out of the mission hall dejectedly, 2400 gold coins, he couldn't take out at all now.

"Father, what are we going to do now?" said Kitley, who seemed to ask.

Geralt replied angrily, "You ask me, who do I ask?"

At this time, his eyes saw a mercenary who was drinking, and his brows furrowed.

Geralt knew that in addition to issuing official missions in the Mercenary Tavern, it was also possible to issue temporary missions.

The so-called temporary task refers to the task that is not recognized by the mercenary union, and the employer and the mercenary negotiate privately, in other words, to take private work, and this kind of task only needs to pay a commission and does not need to pay a commission.

Not all mercenaries are willing to accept such temporary assignments, because such assignments are not protected by mercenary unions, there are no guarantees, not only do employers not trust mercenaries, but mercenaries do not trust employers.

"Hey, hello......" Geralt walked out of the hall and into the tavern, where he walked up to a rough-looking man and said hello.

The guy was leisurely drinking the yellow liquor while his eyes were fixed on the high bulletin board on the wall, for fear of missing a task that suited him.

"Who are you? I don't know you......" The rough man raised a pair of drunken eyes and opened his mouth to burp.

Geralt couldn't help frowning at the stench, but he was still polite, and he blew the man first.

"What a handsome, brave mercenary, it seems that your strength is very remarkable......"

"Needless to say, my strength is already at the junior...... Hey, junior swordsman......" The man was full of drunkenness, "I'm not afraid to tell you, I've completed a D-rank mission, haha......"

"It's really amazing...... Geralt was overjoyed when he heard it, the strength of a junior swordsman, to kill a child, it should be enough.

"This warrior, I have a temporary mission on my hand right now, I wonder if you are interested?" said Geralt.

Mission...... Hmm, what, temporary mission?" the man's drunkenness woke up for the most part.

"Yes, temporary assignments, but don't worry, I'm going to be paid on time for my studies......" Geralt said with a smile.

The man shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, it's not an official task, hey, I thought there was something good......"

After saying that, the man drank to himself, and ignored Geralt.

Geralt couldn't, so he had to turn to someone else, but unfortunately he asked several times in a row, and when the other party heard that it was a temporary mission, they all refused, and he was not even interested in knowing the content of the task.

Geralt couldn't help but be a little discouraged, it seems that the identity of a mercenary is sometimes quite useful.

"Father, it seems that no one will take our temporary assignment, let's go back......" Kitley said softly.

Geralt nodded, turned and walked away, just then a crisp voice came.

"Excuse me, are you posting a temporary mission?"

Geralt and Kitley looked up in unison, and froze for a moment.

What appeared in front of them was an extremely beautiful woman, with a tall figure and a concave and convex figure, a black curly hair casually draped down, delicate facial features as if inlaid on a white face, a woman's light armor wrapped in a delicate chest, graceful curves were revealed, black deerskin boots exposed snow-white thighs, big black and brown eyes stared at them quietly, in the midst of the rude mercenaries, like a beautiful red attack rose.

Geralt and Kitley were stunned, they had never seen such a beautiful woman in such a small place as Maple Town.

Looking at the lustful gaze, the woman frowned unhappily, but still asked politely, "Excuse me, this gentleman, are you posting a temporary mission?"

"Oh...... Oh...... Be...... ......" Geralt was the first to react and replied, while Kitley was still in a stupor, saliva running down the corners of his mouth.

"Excuse me, what kind of task is this?" the woman asked softly.

"Uh...... Well, that's it......" Geralt came back to his senses, "it's a murder mission, a killing man?"

"Who's the target?" asked the woman, with a wink of her eyes.

"The target is a fifteen-year-old, his name is Ron, uh, by the way, he's practicing necromancy......" Geralt replied honestly.

"Necromancy?" the woman frowned again, revealing a thoughtful expression, "This is the Holy Roman Empire, why don't you go to the Holy See?"

"This, it's not too convenient...... Geralt hardened at this time, thinking that I was the one who issued the task, and after a pause, he said, "You just say whether to do it or not, I'll say it first, this is a temporary task......

"How much?" the woman asked, hesitating.

"500 gold ......" Geralt cut the price in half.

"It's too little...... the woman shook her head, "Even if you release a D-class mission, it will cost 1000 gold, well, so be it, I'll take this task for 1000 gold, but I won't help you kill, I'm only responsible for bringing that kid back......"

"1000 gold coins ......" Geralt thought for a moment and said categorically, "The deal ......"

The woman smiled, showing her white teeth, and stretched out a small white hand, "According to the rules of our mercenaries, temporary tasks need to be paid half of the deposit first, that is, 500 gold coins......"

Geralt also knew the rules, but when it came time to give money, there was always a hint of hesitation, and he asked, "Should I trust you?"

The woman smiled again, "I'm a student of the Roland Empire's Balovax Academy, my name is Char, Char, the knight of the Silver Winged Pegasus, the strength of a senior knight, as for whether you believe me or not, whatever you ......"

Before Geralt could speak, Kitley beside him shouted, "Father, you trust this sister, she is so beautiful, she will not lie to our ......"

Kitley's perverted appearance has been revealed.

Char glared at him with some disgust, and Kitley's gaze with ** made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay......" Geralt sighed, "I've also heard of the name of the Roland Empire's Balovax Academy, and judging by your appearance, you should also be a trustworthy person, so this temporary task will be handed over to you......"

With that, he reached out and took out 500 gold coins from his arms, and at the same time handed over the portrait of Ron, which had been prepared long ago.

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