"Dear Lord Sherlock, our special talent market has indeed registered many elites recently, but it is impossible for a servant who is proficient in combat skills to only receive twenty magic stones every month." The succubus lady behind the glass window Trying to make his tone gentle and friendly: "In fact, just hating this kind of sewing monster already costs twenty magic stones every month. You also know that the people we collect here have always been the elite of the elite. Twenty magic stones If so, it’s really a bit too little.”
"To be precise, what I need to find is not a servant who is proficient in combat skills, but a servant who can make the goblins proficient in combat skills, or a coach. Don't look at me with that look. I know how to make the goblins proficient in combat skills. It's a bit strange to be proficient in combat skills, but this is also a special talent. That's why I come here to ask for help. Please help me post this recruitment information. I have the confidence to train goblins into warriors, and I am willing to accept it. Anyone with a monthly salary of twenty magic stones can contact me.”
Sherlock said this very patiently.
"Sir Sherlock, as far as the regulations are concerned, we cannot provide you with recruitment information for a monthly salary of twenty magic stones. The cheapest salary is more than two hundred magic stones." The succubus lady looked a little embarrassed. .
"Don't talk about the rules. I always thought that based on the friendship between the two of us, those rules and regulations should be nothing at all." Sherlock stared at the little sister Succubus in front of him gently. My sister looked a little shy when she was stared at by Sherlock. She turned her head slightly and looked so shy that her face was about to bleed. Then she said:
"But Lord Sherlock, this is only our second meeting..."
"You sold me a dungeon with its core abandoned in the first meeting. Isn't it too much to ask you to post a recruitment advertisement for me in the second meeting?" Sherlock patted the table, taking it for granted. Said: "But you don't sell the dungeon, but you come here to work as a receptionist? If you sell the dungeon, the salary should be higher, right?"
"Then you have to sell the dungeon to make money. Since I sold the dungeon, it has only been a piece of business for you, Lord Sherlock. Although the dungeon business has been quite hot recently, I don't want to do it at all. Due to unspoken rules, the dungeons that can be sold have either been conquered by the surface world or have been abandoned long ago. Apart from you, Lord Sherlock, no one else can come to such a dungeon. I bought it! Because the dungeon has been unable to be sold, I can't get the agency fee, and I have no source of income at all, so being a receptionist here is the last way out!" The succubus girl said, her eyes filled with energy. cried tears of grievance.
"Since I am your only customer who has taken care of business, shouldn't I do this favor for you?" Sherlock said as if he didn't see Miss Succubus's tears.
Seeing that Sherlock was unmoved, the succubus quickly calmed down, looked around and saw that no staff were paying attention, and said to Sherlock in a low voice: "It's okay, but it's just that Sir Sherlock, your salary is really too low. I can't help you post recruitment information directly. If the guild sees it, I won't even have this job. I will help you keep an eye on it privately. If there is a suitable candidate, I will ask him to find you in your dungeon."
After Miss Succubus finished speaking in a low voice, she looked at Sherlock's satisfied look and asked again:
"But why does Sir Sherlock train Goblins to become warriors? Can Goblins do other things besides physical work such as mining and transportation? If combatants are needed, the dungeon that has just started can choose goblins. Although they are close relatives of Goblins, they are much stronger than Goblins in every aspect, and they are not expensive."
Sherlock knew that this was Miss Succubus advising him not to waste time on goblins. In any case, she had good intentions, but after all, those goblins were not ordinary goblins, but came from Players from another world are hard-working and don't need to work. Where can they find such good free labor? If he can get a stable 100 free labor by spending 20 magic stones a month, Sherlock would still be very happy.
Sherlock did not directly answer Miss Succubus's question, but thanked her for her kindness, and once again asked her to help him find a monthly salary of twenty magic stones as soon as possible, and after that, he could teach goblins to become warriors. , Sherlock left the special talent market.
But when he left the special talent market and planned to return to the eternal kingdom dungeon, he heard Blue's voice:
"Lord Sherlock, as your loyal servant, I feel it is necessary for me to make some suggestions."
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"I think it is necessary for you to find an assistant who can help you stay in Winterfell to handle some trivial chores, such as purchasing items, hiring workers to upgrade buildings, etc. Otherwise, you will always need to go back and forth in person, will you? Too much trouble?"
Blue said so.
"What you said makes sense, but a capable assistant needs a salary, and he also needs to rent a house in Winterfell for this assistant, and provide him with three meals a day. Just thinking about it, I decided to use the teleportation scroll. Or just walk here."
Sherlock said seriously.
"You really... live a simple life." Blue sounded a little helpless, and then added: "Then you can also try to save money, such as recruiting part-time workers. The succubus girl before The sales lady I sold to you? I think she is very good. If you have the opportunity, you can try to contact her. What if she is willing to help? "
After listening to Blue's words, Sherlock thought about it carefully and felt that this could indeed be operated. If he could find the natives of Winterfell to work part-time, it would indeed be more convenient than traveling back and forth by himself, but the prerequisite was that he could work with those people. The shops all established a good relationship and asked them to support the cash on delivery method. The succubus girl was a good part-time candidate, but there was no rush on the matter. Sherlock kept the matter in mind and stopped discussing it. .
After returning to the dungeon, the players who had been tortured by the underground spiders and the players who had been working hard in the dungeon immediately moved towards him.
"When can we start learning skills!"
"Are there any conditions for learning skills? Do I need to choose a career?"
"It's free for the first time, will it be charged for the next one?"
When the players came closer, they immediately started asking questions.
Sherlock heard their questions and asked Blue: "Have you told them that I went to find a skill trainer?"
"We made a server-wide announcement. I mean, we announced it to them once in the dungeon, but we have to wait for the official website to announce the specific information. It seems that they mistakenly thought that you were here to teach them combat skills. After all, the entire dungeon seemed You are the only one who can fight."
Blue explained.
Sherlock probably understood the situation, and released his pressure a little, making the players in front of him quiet down, and then said:
"In view of your poor combat performance, I hired a combat coach for you. It may take a while. In addition, the injured people come to me for treatment, which costs ten copper coins at a time!"
After Sherlock finished speaking, the players in front of him dispersed in disappointment. Several injured players also came to receive treatment. Blacksmith Simba had already made chisels and hammers, and "Bru" began to release manufacturing. Stones, as well as the task of laying floors and repairing house walls, players quickly plunged into endless tasks. As for opening up spider lairs? Forget it, fighting those underground spiders is really too difficult for them. They can only hope that the skill trainers will be in place earlier, and then start to learn some combat skills before challenging them.
Sherlock returned to the core hall of the dungeon and was about to open the magic prop "computer" and then log on to the official website of the different world to make an announcement about the skill trainer.
He suddenly felt a fluctuation of magic power in the core of the dungeon, and then a flame appeared in the core of the dungeon, and a letter was thrown out of the flame.
Did someone send me a letter
Sherlock picked up the letter, opened it and looked at it. There were only a few lines on the letter:
"Lord Sherlock, just after you left, I found special talents for you who are suitable for teaching Goblin fighting, and I am very satisfied with your monthly salary of twenty magic stones. I personally funded a teleportation scroll. Let him come to your dungeon as soon as possible. Please pay my personal intermediary fee of five magic stones next time you come to Winterfell. Thank you! In addition, the teleportation scroll is free~ (Love) - Lord Sherlock Sales girl Evelin.”
"It seems that she is still very concerned about this matter, and she is really capable. I once again propose to appoint her as the ambassador of the eternal kingdom dungeon to Winterfell, part-time."
The core "Blue" said this with a smile. He had just finished laughing, followed by another wave of magic power, and then "Blue" said:
"Lord, there is a person who requested to use the teleportation scroll to teleport to the dungeon. I guess he is the special talent Evelin mentioned. Are you allowed to enter?"
"Let him in." Sherlock nodded.
Immediately outside the core hall of the dungeon, a portal opened. Players who were busy completing tasks were startled when they saw the sudden appearance of the portal, and soon it was... A huge crowd of people gathered around.
Then a goblin with blood-stained bandages on both ears walked out of the portal.
"So many goblins?! It seems that the lord must be a very rich man. This time I have hope of getting ahead!"
The goblin looked at the numerous goblins around him, and his eyes became wet with emotion.
Sherlock felt that this goblin looked familiar, and was thinking about where he had seen it before. Umekawa Kuko in the crowd suddenly pointed at the goblin and shouted:
"That goblin is the gate security guard at the portal reception hall in Winterfell! I saw him last time I went to Winterfell!"