On the way, he greeted the dwarven youth who was unwilling to wield a hammer in the blacksmith shop for a lifetime, and the goblins who had just been released from the spire and didn't know where to go, formed an adventure team at random. That's right, it's casual, even the name of the team was taken casually when a few people sat around the fire on a moonlit and starry night.

The companions in the team were friendly, with the idea that their natural talents must be useful, and the hot-blooded young men did not have too many worldly views, and did not look down on Johnny's goblin status. This is especially important for Johnny, because there are very few adventurous companions who can be trusted, and even fewer who can be entrusted with life and death, and he doesn't want to be with teammates who are used to betraying their companions.

The Mercenary Guild of the Duchy of Dorot publishes thousands of missions every day, which are recorded on parchment and posted on rows of tall task boards for mercenary groups from all over the continent, large and small, as well as adventurer squads that have not yet registered as mercenaries, to choose suitable ones to complete.

The Mercenary Guild is the most tolerant, because its members are extremely complex and mobile, and their partners who may be drinking and chatting today will become dead corpses by the edge of the wasteland and weeds tomorrow.

Throughout the year, there are not a few adventure squads and mercenary groups that have disappeared into time.

Even the "Metal Rose" mercenary group and the "Tornado" mercenary group, which are famous in the principality, are gone.

That's a large mercenary regiment with a full squadron of archers, light cavalry, pikemen, dagoners, great swordsmen, hairy rhino cavalry, and hoplites.

How many adventure squads can't afford to scrape together a set of professional mercenary equipment for a lifetime. And now these two mercenary giants, which have a complete establishment and can fight a small local war with any country, are completely gone.

It was not disbanded because of lack of funds, but because of the defeat of the battle, which was defeated by the incense army on the other side of the Tamurraya Snow Mountain, on the Danube wilderness, and those who were defeated and captured became the masters of the incense army~ the slaves of Richard, the lord of Philemon and Jade. And those weapons and equipment have become decorations for him to show off his exploits now.

According to official sources, it was the evil Pyg Priest Beamon who set a trap to defeat the two famous mercenary groups of the principality.

When will Beamon use a stratagem and set a trap? Aren't those guys just shouting "Kampas!" and rushing at the enemy beasts?

Of course, officially, not many people will believe it, because there are quite a few Beamon in the mercenary team.

Beamon is born with an adventurous element in his genes, and they have brave blood in their veins, making them the most heroic and fearless warriors.

"Glory belongs to humanity, and greatness belongs to Beamon. "The old Aegean proverb says it all.

Far from it, the reason why the Mercenary Guild is actually inclusive is because its commission is different. Registered as a mercenary team in the guild, you can choose according to the number of tasks completed, the task completion rate, the employer's satisfaction rate, the degree of difficulty... There are different levels of evaluation rules.

Guilds, on the other hand, take a different amount of the reward for the tasks they receive from the guild according to their level, and usually the higher the rank, the less the team will be drawn.

Improvised adventuring squads that are not registered with the Mercenary Guild are the Mercenary Guild's favorite, as they can be charged up to four tiers of commission from the rewards for completing tasks, which is called service fees. If they don't accept it, then they don't have the opportunity to get a formal assignment at all, and they can only go to the countryside farmers to get some trivial jobs to do.

Sucking blood from a huge group of weak people and providing for themselves is an exploitation that no upper class can avoid, because the weakness of the lower classes, all of which have no capital to resist at all, can only obediently become the observators of the rules, not the ones who make them.

The guild's tall cross-arched dome is inscribed with countless magical runes. The runes flickered and flickered, seemingly out of order, but in accordance with some inexplicable pattern.

When you stand on the porches on the second and third floors, by those carved windows, trying to look out through the bright glass. It is not the neat, wide streets of Valencia, the capital of the Duchy of Dolot, that catches the eye, but a soft light.

Because the entire mercenary guild is not in real space, but in a stable half-plane that has been folded. That's the beauty of magic, and magic is the greatest weapon that belongs to man. Just by looking at this arrangement, you can see where the mercenary guild's huge guild funds are spent every year.

From the outside, the Mercenary Guild looks like a tavern with six doors open to welcome visitors from all over the world. But when you actually step inside the tavern, you'll find that it's a massive structure that is nearly a thousand yards long and wide, and tens of blades high. In addition to the bustling, ever-crowded mercenaries, the grandeur of the ordinary with a mysterious atmosphere will deeply attract you.

Mercenaries and adventurers wandered one after another in two open spaces the size of a standard football field, between slippery task boards. Johnny used his tiny frame to pass between his tall frames and thighs, his gaze scanning the contents of the parchment one after another.

"Look for the twelve dark flowers that bloom on the night of the full moon..."

This can't work, the Dark Flower thing only exists in the ancient tombs, and it grows on the constant breath of death emitted from the undead transformed from the dead. It's not because I'm afraid of the dark flower, that thing is not poisonous, and it is easy to preserve if you prepare in advance.

The only problem is that the four members of the "Rose and Wine" adventure team, from Daniel Knight to Johnny himself, all have a small problem with being afraid of ghosts.

Johnny shuddered at the thought of the things that still existed in a special form after death, of their illusory and ethereal roars, of the howls that hit their brains, of the soul fire that kept beating and flickering in their skulls.

One night, a lone skeleton in the wilderness trembled in their path, causing everyone in the group to dare not step forward. This also includes Darwin, the dwarven who carries a double-sided axe taller than himself.

In the end, thanks to the old horse pulling the cart in the team, he stepped up to the front and gently crushed the little skeleton with his front hooves, and the problem was finally solved.

"Obtain the teeth of ten giant vampire bats in the swamp of sorrows, the teeth must be intact, undamaged, and at least an inch and a third in length to count..."

Johnny saw another task that made him a little excited, one that they should be able to accomplish.

Giant vampire bats are not easy for the average team of adventurers to deal with, they hide in the poisonous miasma of the swamp during the day, and come out at night to hunt prey and suck blood, they are large and extremely fast, and they are not easy to attack. Teeth and claws are their weapons, and to obtain them completely, they require a high level of martial arts.

But Johnny's experience has made him know that the preparation of a potion has a miraculous effect on this creature, and the moment it hits, it can sway out with the wind, and it can enchant the giant bat in a few seconds, but it has no negative effect on the humanoid creature, it is extremely simple.

But the difficulty of this mission for him is that the Swamp of Sorrow is a corrupt place full of miasma and poison, and how to get rid of the poison and ensure the smooth entry and exit of every team member is the difficulty.

The rewards for the missions are handsome, and the dangers are clear at a glance.

Johnny held his left arm in his right hand and slowly stroked the goblin's pointed nose with his left hand, thinking back to what potions he had seen in the minaret that would work on this mission.

After thinking about it, he hesitated, because the materials needed for the two potions that could work were very valuable, and the team dared to use them as an upfront investment. As a squad of four people who can only buy a glass of famous rum to taste at noon, does the captain Daniel Knight have the courage to make this decision?

Just as he was about to summon the others over and discuss it together, a stout hand that was larger than his size had already taken the task parchment in front of Johnny's eyes.

The goblin struggled to raise his head and looked up at the big furry hand, a dark cloud-like body, a pair of sharp horns towering like iron towers, and a hundred-pound steel armor that wore on him as light as an ordinary single coat.

It turned out to be Beamon, a Boer minotaur! Look at the long mane and the hair that covered half of his face, it must be a yak man! Yes, definitely a yak man! Johnny roared in his stomach with the experience he had gained from that unbearable experience.

The Boer yak man smiled at the little goblin, who was only a quarter of his height, "I've got this task, little one, go find something else that suits you." ”

Although his stomach was slandering, he showed a humble smile on his face, "It's already yours~" Johnny said as he made a gesture of please, which he learned from the puppet servant of the mage, "I wish you more gold than stars!"

"I love what you say, little one. The yak man seemed to enjoy Johnny's compliment, "If you get into any trouble here, you can call me my name." With that, the yak man turned around and left, taking his parchment and going to the task registrar in the public service area to accept the commission.

At least you should tell me your name instead of making empty promises. Johnny shrugged his shoulders, daring to scold himself in his heart.

Of course, he knew that what the yak man said just now was just a perfunctory verbal politeness, and he didn't take it seriously.

After a hiccup, he continued to search the task board for a suitable task.

"In order to develop a new type of alchemy potion, Franklin's high-level magicians are looking for five experimenters, and the specific requirements are as follows..."Johnny just looked at the beginning, and hurriedly skipped this task.

Life in the spire once again came back to his mind with just a few words, and his heart beat involuntarily. (https:)

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