At night, Regnar returned to the chore department, and the fat man Soram was still there as usual. Through observations over the past few days, Regnar also knew that this chore department could almost be said to be Soram's home. Although he was the only one on the surface, secretly he had all the manpower and facilities available. Soram eats, drinks, and eats almost all of his meals here.
"Uncle, I'm back." Over the past few days, Regnar had become quite familiar with this fat mage who was always smiling.
"Well, is there nothing going on today?" Soram also put down his work and greeted Regnar.
"Hey, what can happen?" Regnar didn't care. He had been in danger before because of Soram's arrangements. If it hadn't been for Annelotte's timely rescue, he would have been in trouble.
Regnar later gave Soram a mission report. Soram was also shocked when he heard that Regnar almost died because of the mission. Those assigned to him these days are all gangsters in the territory. Trivial tasks such as finding people are naturally not dangerous.
"Oh, you scared me last time." Solam shook his head. Although he didn't know where Regnar came from, since Alex introduced him as a recommender, it would be nice to give him some courage. Don't dare to spoil Regnar.
Regnar was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "Speaking of which, uncle, how are you going to handle the last mission? The deadline for the commission should be coming soon, right?"
"What else are you dealing with? I heard that Pilder later found out from somewhere that his wife had sent someone to follow him, and he became furious on the spot. He has been causing a lot of trouble at home these past few days." Soram waved his hand.
"Then... then let's just forget about this?" Regna didn't quite understand what Soram meant.
"Of course, let's forget it. We have collected the money anyway, so why should we chip in if they don't care." Solam shrugged.
Regnar was a little anxious: "But uncle, what I heard at that time may be related to an orc invasion. Do I just ignore it?"
"Hey, it turns out you're worried about this. I've already reported this matter to the higher-ups of the guild. They told us not to publicize it. Don't worry, they must have their own plans. It's not a big deal like a war. Don't worry about us," Soram replied.
"But that was a war. Are we just going to watch it happen?" Regnar was a little unwilling, because the real culprit who caused Silenos' death seemed to be still at large.
Soram glanced at Regnar, and then said earnestly: "Xiao Lei, I'm here to tell you a few honest words. If the sky falls, there will be tall people who can hold it up. We little people don't have to worry so much. We just have to do whatever the higher ups arrange. The guild will definitely not sit idly by and do nothing about this matter. There must be their reasons for the lack of movement, so there is absolutely no need for you to be anxious here."
Regnar opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He also understood what Soram said, but every time he thought of the man named Balor who was still making trouble somewhere, Regnar felt a desire from the bottom of his heart. A surge of anger came.
But he also knew that it was impossible for the guild to care about the personal problems of a small person like him.
"It seems that we still have to rely on ourselves." Regnar thought to himself, and then asked another question that concerned him very much: "Uncle, how is the matter I asked you to investigate?"
"Oh, I asked about that too." Solam nodded: "There must be something like this in our guild, but because of the scarcity, it can only be supplied in limited quantities and the price should not be low. If you want to buy it, it will probably be expensive. But I have also inquired about it, and it seems that there are thousand-year-old snow lotus growing in the frozen snow mountains in the south. It is a good thing, and it has the effect of extending life."
"Snow-covered mountains?" Regnar thought for a while. He had been in Meteor City for so long that he knew a little about the geographical distribution of the eastern continent.
The frozen snow-capped mountains belong to the southernmost part of human territory, where there is continuous snowfall no matter what season it is. Although it also belongs to human territory, because the climate is too harsh, only some human adventure teams have appeared there.
The "indigenous residents" of the frozen snow-capped mountains are probably the only beasts and magical beasts that have been living on the snow-capped mountains. But even if there was a thousand-year-old snow lotus there, Regnar knew that it might not be so easy to get it, otherwise others would have snatched it all up, so how could it be their turn? He asked tentatively: "I'm afraid it's not easy to find such a big place, right?"
"Hehe." There was a proud look on Solam's face: "Uncle, of course he won't just give you some vague information. I have asked about this matter many times. If there is nothing definite, Of course I won’t tell you the news. No, I’ve got the map for you.”
As Soram spoke, he took out a piece of parchment from the bookshelf behind him. Regnar took it and looked at it. It was a map of the frozen snow-capped mountains. Judging from the texture of the parchment, this map must not have been produced for a long time, and it should be considered a relatively new map.
"Now, here, here, and here." Solam pointed at a few red dots on the map with his stubby index finger and said, "These places should be more likely."
With a map in hand, Regnar felt that this information was somewhat reliable, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"That little Lei..." Soram looked at Regna, a naughty kid, grinning silly while looking at the map, and his heart was a little drumming. Regna asked him to check these things and did not explain the reasons clearly, but judging from the current situation Come on, this naughty kid is probably dazzled by the value of the thousand-year snow lotus, right? So he kindly reminded:
"Xiao Lei, I heard that there are snow trolls living in the frozen snow mountains. Don't let your imagination run wild."
"Ah? What is that?" Regnar felt strange about the new term "snow troll".
"..." Solam was silent for a moment. This kid doesn't even know about the snow troll and wants to pick the thousand-year snow lotus? He organized the language and then explained: "Snow trolls can also be called snowmen. They are a type of Warcraft. They usually live independently, and occasionally there is a male and a female together. They belong to the middle-level Warcraft level, middle to upper level. Wait, the strength is very powerful..."
Soram looked at Regnar's confused expression. It was obvious that this kid didn't understand what he meant by "very powerful", so he added an additional sentence:
"Their strength is enough to compete with high-level warriors who are known for their strength."
"Ouch!" Regnar was indeed shocked.
"And they are also intelligent. Although they are not as intelligent as humans, elves and other intelligent races, they are not comparable to ordinary beasts." Soram thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Lei, I also have a rough idea of the strength of your team. Slaughter Ordinary monsters are more than enough, but if you encounter a snow troll... I'm afraid it will be very dangerous. So, if you want to pick the thousand-year-old snow lotus, you have to think about it carefully."
"That's right." Regnar nodded: "I will go back and discuss it with the boss and the others. Thank you this time, uncle."
"Hey, I'm just asking for help for you." Solam waved his hand: "Anyway, you should think about this matter carefully. I can only help you so much."
"That's enough. Uncle, I will remember your favor." Regnar replied with a smile.
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Vera has been getting more and more irritable these days. She has been asking around Meteor City for almost ten days, but still hasn't found any clues. Today, her efforts were still in vain, and as evening approached, she locked herself in her room and sulked.
"Dong dong dong"
"I'm not hungry, you can eat dinner first." Vera replied impatiently.
"Sister Vera, it's me. I have an idea about the boss's affairs." Regna said excitedly.
Regnar only heard an exclamation from Vera in the room, and then the sound of hurried footsteps.
During dinner, Regnar proudly told Kordak and Vera the news Soram had learned.
The two of them were also very excited when they heard the news. Although Kordak had made a lot of preparations, it would be better if he could live a few more years.
However, when they heard about the Snow Troll, Kordak and Vera's expressions became much more solemn.
"A snow troll?" Kordak frowned and considered for a moment: "If there really is a snow troll, I don't agree with this operation. It's too dangerous."
"But if you don't go, your life will be at risk..." Vera said anxiously.
"If we go, I'm afraid all three of us will die. The risk is not worth it." Kordak shook his head.
"Three people?" Regnar was stunned: "Isn't there also Annie?"
"Boy, I'm not sure I'll let that iceberg beauty take this risk for me. This isn't a mercenary mission." Kordak shook his head and said, "Besides, even if we add Annelotte, we won't go too far. Take it easy, monsters like the Snow Troll are indeed very scary.”
"Anne will go." Regnar replied confidently: "With Anne, it should be much safer."
"Even if..." Kordak was about to say something, but Vera interrupted: "I agree with Regner. With Anne, our operation should be safe."
Regnar also added: "Boss, do you want us to stand by and watch as your life is running out?"
Kordak looked at Regner, then at Vera, and finally could only compromise and said: "Well, if Annelotte is willing to come with us, I will agree to this operation. Then we will take a closer look. Discuss countermeasures.”