When Hao Ren took another step forward with great difficulty, the door of the mercenary union was roughly pushed open from inside, and then a short figure was thrown out from inside.
The unlucky guy who was thrown out was obviously a woman judging from her size. She was wearing an old robe that had faded a bit. Judging from the style of the robe, she looked like an academic mage who spent all day doing research in the magic tower, but It wasn't as brand-new and gorgeous as the rich mage's robes. When she was thrown out, her hood accidentally slipped off. Hao Ren felt a blur in front of his eyes, and saw a dazzling golden long hair flying openly in his field of vision— fell.
This downcast mage with a head of blond got up from the ground in some embarrassment, and then uttered a series of angry curses at the gate. Although she had a nice voice, the rich vocabulary of this little lady made her curse Hao Ren was stunned. It was like a gnawing sandstorm wrapped in a category 12 hurricane blowing out. Not to mention Hao Ren and his friends, even the surrounding mercenaries couldn't help but back away a little. After a while, some people were still muttering and discussing: "This guy's ability to swear has improved again..." "I'm afraid he blew up his laboratory again, so I have to use the extra energy to study swearing."
"Who is talking about the great Magister Leah behind his back?!" The little mage's ears were exceptionally sensitive, and he still had time to listen to who was talking bad about him behind his back, so he immediately turned his head and glared at him. , "It's none of your business! Stay cool and stay there! Are you planning to accept my commission?"
Most of the mercenaries are a bunch of vulgar and savage guys, but when this little mage went crazy, no one really answered them. Judging from the expressions on their faces, it was clear that they were looking at a huge and difficult problem. , but you must not touch the kind casually.
"Forget it, no one will accept your mission," the dark-skinned burly man who had been standing at the gate of the mercenary union finally said at this time, he was the one who threw the short mage out just now, "Try you The ancient items dug out from the ruins, try the potion you fiddled with, and follow you to dig the tombs of the ancients in the big tunnel, what is it this time? Go to the Howling Bay to find the ancient city of the sea giant?"
The short mage was choked for a while and couldn't refute, and an older-looking caster among the mercenaries around couldn't help but said at this time: "It's almost there, Miss Leah—take away your unscrupulous Practical research, how about doing some homework on magic? You can't save the world, and you can't destroy it, but you can at least take care of the mage tower left by your mentor. A rather enviable possession."
Although this elderly spellcaster is a mercenary, he looks quite familiar with the little lady named Leah. The latter had no choice but to restrain his arrogance, and muttered unwillingly: "What am I studying?" Can you control it—and it's not that I don't pay. Besides, although there were a few waves of mercenaries who were in danger, didn't they all be saved in the end?"
"But the risk you encounter is dozens of times that of other clients with the same remuneration!" The strong man from the mercenary union shook his head, "In short, we will not accept your commission again—unless you can declare in advance Give up your dangerous project, or increase the price tenfold. Of course, you can also look outside to see who is willing to take the risk to take your private work, maybe you can find a rookie or two who are new to you to cooperate with you. "
This was already a fairly clear attitude, and Liya gave up wasting words with the gatekeeper, and turned her head to look around.
All the mercenaries retreated to the first floor in unison.
"Tch," the female mage squeezed out a disdainful word from between her teeth, straightened her robes, picked up the cheap-looking iron staff, and didn't put on the hood again, just like that Walking towards the street with a majestic and high-spirited momentum, "Everyone gives way, the excitement is gone, there is no excitement anymore - if you get in the way again, I will treat you as planning to accept my commission ah?"
The mercenaries all scattered like hell: they weren't necessarily worried about the female mage's combat effectiveness or status (if she had one), but wanted to try their best to avoid being involved in trouble, after all" The popularity of the name "Leah" in White Maple Leaf City has even surpassed that of the local lord, and this popularity is completely accumulated by various unimaginable accidents and countless unlucky ghosts who ended up miserable. Until now, this little female mage Has become synonymous with trouble, except when watching the excitement, absolutely no one is willing to take the initiative to stand within five meters of her.
In this way, after being thrown out, Liya still carried a victorious aura, left the mercenary union with her head held high, walked through the main street with her head held high, and walked into the road leading to the mage area with her head held high. In the alley.
It was only when she got here that she lowered her head, and the cock-fighting aura disappeared, and she sighed imperceptibly: "Oh, a bunch of idiots."
"It is a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, not to mention your 'famous reputation'."
A voice suddenly came from behind, startling the little sorcerer who had just breathed a sigh of relief, she quickly turned around with an agility that was completely unsuitable for a sorcerer, stepped sideways, bowed her waist, and at the same time left her original standing position He has already used his right hand to hold the iron staff horizontally in front of him in a blocking posture, and at the same time sparks of magical power began to dance between the knuckles of his left hand: "Who! You... you were standing at the entrance of the mercenary union before. ?”
It was Hao Ren and his party who walked in from the entrance of the alley.
Even in White Maple Leaf City, where there are many races, the presence of this team is really not small: even if Lily's bluffing temper and Y'zaks' appearance are removed, their little There are four or five different races in the nine-member team, and teams with all kinds of equipment are very uncommon. It is probably because of this that Leah left an impression on these people: Although these people were just standing At the entrance of the mercenary union, he just glanced at it.
"You still remember us," Nangong Wuyue was a little surprised, "You have a good memory."
"You can't be a scholar with a poor memory." Leah didn't let her guard down at all. Although she had an arrogant personality, it didn't mean she was careless. Thinking about it carefully, I just made a fuss at the entrance of the mercenary union, and such a group of mercenaries who have never seen in the city suddenly followed and blocked me in the alley... No matter how you look at it, this is not a good situation Well.
While procrastinating for time, she paid attention to the group of people in front of her, trying to confirm their purpose and character: If it seems that this group of people is not vicious, at least they are considered kind-hearted in the generally bad-tempered mercenary circle A group of people - of course, this must exclude the big man who is suspected of being a half-blood giant. The face of the other party has simply increased the vicious value of the entire team. Maybe a group of living saints standing with him looks like a criminal gang. .
Of course, Hao Ren also knew that the way he appeared would inevitably arouse the vigilance and resistance of the target person, but in order to avoid attracting the attention of more unrelated passers-by, he had to follow the female mage to a place where no one was around. show up. The priority now is obviously to resolve the misunderstanding and tension between the two sides.
So he turned his head and glanced at Nangong Sanba: This kind of negotiation should obviously be left to Yan Zhi, and it's time to brush up.
"Don't be nervous, we have no malicious intentions," Nangong Sanba was quite tacit, and immediately put on the most friendly and reliable smile—this kind of smile is often seen in those who sell fake medicines and physiotherapy instruments—and he spread his hands to signal He did not have a weapon, and said slowly, "You can also tell that we are a group of travelers who have just arrived in this city. The scene of the heroes, so I became a little interested."
"Interest?" Liya asked vigilantly. The first half of the other party's remarks can be matched with the clothing, but whether the last sentence is really open to question, "What aspect?"
"About your commission," Hao Ren continued, "Frankly speaking, we need money and find an employer, so I'm curious what your commission is."
This is of course an excuse—the real situation is that he needs to find a local as a breakthrough in order to understand the situation in this world, but in a completely strange world, it is not easy to find a local and establish a relatively stable exchange of information.
Going to a mercenary union or a tavern is indeed a good choice, but the former obviously requires a complete set of identity verification and registration procedures, while the latter requires local currency and you can still chat with people all afternoon without knowing anything Good eloquence, money is easy to deal with, eloquence is not necessarily the case, there are indeed many people who are good at nonsense in the team, but intelligence and nonsense obviously cannot be regarded as a talent tree...
In this case, Liya who popped up suddenly became an excellent breakthrough point: she seemed to have a task and needed help, and it seemed impossible for her to find help through formal channels...
Leah suspiciously looked Hao Ren and Nangong Sanba up and down: "My commission? I don't know how much you have seen today, but as long as you are not blind, you should be able to see that there are almost no one... Well, it is not at all. No one would be interested in my entrustment, and you even took the initiative to follow? Are you all right?"
"It will be very troublesome to receive commissions from formal channels." Nangong Sanba took out further arguments that he had thought up long ago, and the words were vague, so that even if there were deviations, Liya could make up for them by herself.
"Regular channels..." Leah took half a step back, "Wait a minute, are you... black households who committed major crimes and were disqualified? Or are you adventurers who haven't registered as mercenaries at all?"
"Ahem, we are obviously not bad people," Nangong Sanba coughed dryly, "We just haven't registered yet. We came from a small remote place, and we never thought about being mercenaries at all, but something happened on the way. After arriving here, I really ran out of money, so I had to go to the Mercenary Union to try my luck."
"Isn't he a bad guy..." Liya muttered dubiously, and her eyes couldn't help but began to drift towards Y'zaks.
Vivienne sighed and looked at Y'zaks: "Big guy, why don't you wear a helmet next time you come out?"
Y'zaks: "... Blame me?"
"Never mind him, it doesn't matter even if it's a black household!" At this time, Liya suddenly waved her hand quite boldly, "Anyway, I don't think I can recruit anyone except you, so that's it, you come with me!"