Mercenary Guild-

After becoming a concentrated place for criminals, the only public organizations in Kasin City that still operate normally is this mercenary guild, the Church of Light, and the Temple of Earth completely withdrew from the city after the priests were killed continuously.

Unlike other mercenary guilds, the gatherings here are either third-rate warriors or evil people wandering on the edge of darkness. Even the orcs and lizardmen have established small mercenary groups specifically for illegal merchants to rob each other.

What's even more ironic is that there are still various red lists on the walls of the Mercenary Guild, but there are many people in this spacious hall with names on the wanted list.

"Here you..."

"Look, it's really me."

Surprised, afraid, curious... all kinds of eyes were staring at the group of people walking into the guild lobby.

Everyone saw the battle on the street corner just now. They originally thought it was another group of foreign adventurers who didn't know the depth, but they didn't expect that the blood-colored mercenary group, which had a large number of people, would have fallen into a big flaw.

Since even Duke Mendel released a magic bullet to summon the Dark Follower, the double-black woman in front of him should be the real Night Elf High Priest.

“20 yellow diamonds.”

Moya took out another small cloth bag full of yellow diamonds, poured them all on the stone table in the middle of the hall, and then stretched out two fingers; "I want to hire a mercenary. It is best not to sign up without strong skills and awareness of death."

"May I ask, are you..." The guild administrator in charge of registration ran over with a notepad, not sure whether the record should be recruited for a task or a normal employment.

20 yellow diamonds, according to the level of money, it should be classified as the special task column.

"It's just a recruitment. I plan to hire the best mercenary, because my purpose is the ancient ruins nearby, the Night Shadow Temple of the Night Elf."

"What, that dark temple of death?!" The administrator widened his eyes, and the pen in his hand almost fell out of surprise.

"Dark Temple..."

"It's too dangerous. Even if I pay a high price, I'm not willing to take it.

risk."

The whisper of the people evolved into a loud conversation after Moya announced her purpose for the Mercenary Guild.

"Why, no one dares to do this task?" With a lot of money, there must be a brave man. Does anyone dare to give a high price like 20 yellow diamonds as a reward?

Just as Moya was about to ask again, a dwarf in armor walked out of the crowd.

"We've taken this mission!!"

"Oh... it turns out to be an old neighbor of Rock City." Seeing the skin slightly darker than an ordinary dwarf, Moya immediately understood the identity of the dwarf.

Crypt dwarves, like night elves, are all races that live underground. In recent centuries, due to the threat of half-orcs and lizard men, they have gradually migrated to the territory of night elves. They have frequent business dealings with night elves and can be regarded as a very small number of non-hostile neighbors.

"This mission is very demanding and may cause many members to die."

When it came to the double axe emblem burned by flames on the dwarf's breastplate, Moya already understood who was taking over her task. She didn't want to make enemies with the crypt dwarf in the future, so it would be better to declare it in advance.

"If I'm afraid of death, I won't take on this task anymore." Waving the sharp axe in my hand, the dwarf's loud voice shocked the person standing next to him so much that his ears hurt.

"This is half your commission." Putting away the ten yellow diamonds, Moya turned her head and looked at the administrator standing beside her, obviously dazed; "What are you waiting for? Write it down quickly."

"Oh...yes, yes, I'll record it now." After coming back to my senses, the administrator quickly opened the record book to write.

"Captain of the Fury Dwarfs, Stad-Ago."

"The Supreme Priest of the Night Elf, Moya Fasci Truk."

A blue light flashed across the cyan record stone. In the record book made of special materials, the magical text of the dark blue records recorded this new task.

“When will you set out?”

"Immediately, I don't want to stay in the city for more time. After all... I have a special identity, so it's better to leave early." Putting the remaining yellow diamonds back on the space belt around my waist, Moya took a special look at the northwest corner of the hall, and a thin old man in black robe was staring at her with a very strange look.

That look... seems to have seen it somewhere?

While trying to recall, I was interrupted by the Dwarf Commander.

"Since I'm going to the Dark Temple, I have to replenish some of the necessary items." Withdrawing half of the deposit in advance, the Dwarf Commander summoned his companions who were resting on the bench in the corner and ordered one of them; "Take the high ceremony to the camp, and I and the others go to purchase supplies, and will come back soon."

Torches, ropes and other tools are necessary to enter the Dark Temple. In order to prevent the undead, even raw meat must be brought together. The big-eared rabbit and yellow-haired rat are naturally indispensable for exploration. It will take a lot of time to purchase it. Thinking of the night elf priestess who had just had a conflict with the blood-colored mercenary, Ago certainly would not set the contact location in the city.

When you are with members of the Furious Dwarf Group, even if the blood-colored mercenaries return, you don’t have to worry about his employer being attacked.

"It's good..." Thinking that the dwarf leader had a good idea, Moya nodded and agreed to go to the camp where the dwarf was set up outside the city first. But when she turned back again, the strange old man disappeared.

Who will it be...

That look... must have seen it somewhere.

It is definitely not Batuya or Bai Ling. Even if they do not return to their respective countries after their death, they will not appear in cities like Kasin.

Although the old man looked at me with a little hatred, he had no intention of murder.

Among the people I know, are there such people?

Following the dwarf who led the way out of the guild, Moya kept thinking about the old man with strange eyes just now.

"It's so generous, it's not a bad night elves."

"But then again, since the high priest took the lead, entering the Dark Temple might... well, maybe it could unlock the mechanism there."

"It seems that the rumor that the treasures of the Night Elf Empire are placed in the temple is very credible."

People in the guild were talking, and everyone was tacitly aware of it.

You must follow and see what's going on.

Passing by the street with the blood-colored mercenaries just now, the body had been cleaned up. Except for the blood that had already penetrated the soil, the entire street was no different from when entering.

Of course, houses that were burned and caught fire due to magic attacks and partially collapsed broken buildings were not included.

"Is there anything wrong?" Notice Moya's eyes searching everywhere, Sistaer alertly placed his hand on the hilt of the knife placed on his waist.

"No... maybe I'm just too careful. I just saw an old man in the Mercenary Guild just now, and his eyes... made me feel uncomfortable." When I thought of the old man's gaze, Moya felt a very strange feeling in her heart.

Should I say it is some kind of ominous premonition?

Just like when I was in the Ice Crystal Continent, I was also restless before I met the Dead King. Could it be that this time, like the Ice Closure Relic, I would encounter some difficult opponents?

"It's better to be careful. This trial is different from the past. The further away from Merri, the less the night elves' intimidation. I'm more worried about those who hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity to start. Batuya and Bai Ling are better, but if it were the Great Elder Anster, it would be bad. His conspiracy is much more vicious than ordinary people. Look at Jean is a typical example. If I hadn't met Roland by chance, I might not have the chance to stand here to comment on his wisdom." Thinking of the last dwarf cave, Moya felt scared.

The old fox Anste had long buried his confidants in various families. During this trial trip, Salto strictly prohibited her from using magical communication with Merry because he was afraid that the great elder would know their whereabouts.

After the trial of the first temple is completed, she should also consider whether to change her identity. After all, the appearance of the Double Hei is too conspicuous, and if it is not done well, it will cause some unnecessary trouble.

"Arrival, that's our temporary rest camp." The dwarf leading the way pointed to the dwarf forest not far away to build a tent.

Under the guidance of this dwarf, Moya and his party successfully entered the camp of the Furious Dwarf. Those who followed quietly had to stay outside the woods to watch. In terms of strength, the Furious Dwarfs were far better than the Blood Mercenaries, so they had no courage to run into the forest to explore.

"I'm a little tired, so take a break first." I found a low stool in the open space in the center of the camp and sat down. Moya took out the magic map that he had not used for a long time and began to cast memory spells to remember nearby terrain.

This is a very useful spell, because it is about to enter the maze, Moya decided to prepare first.

The maze arranged by the night elves is definitely a nightmare for thieves and adventurers. If the original construction map was not lost because of the unrest, there would be no need to be so careful. The guardians inside are worth noting, perhaps... the same as the trial of the war priest.

The so-called guardian is to test whether those who come to participate in the trial have the qualifications and abilities to become the Elf King.

However... it is a bit strange to need a priest to accompany you. Does it have anything to do with the priests of war? Or something else...

Just as Moya was thinking and preparing his spell, the bard approached Maitaro's ear and asked quietly.

"Mr. Maitarot...Who, are you very familiar with the high priest of the night elves?" Finally, he came to a place where he could let go. He pretended to be confused and took this opportunity to rest and asked carefully.

"We are all inmates who were detained in the same level of prison. In other aspects... I don't know much about it. She is a secret person, and she is always on guard against anyone. Even after spending more than ten years together, I still can't understand her true thoughts. How can I say that, she is like a child. Although she is mature on the outside and is much older than me, her mind is like a child and she doesn't trust anyone. She seems smart, but sometimes she will do something that can be described as stupid. She is even more naive than you in some aspects." After thinking about it carefully, Maitarot expressed her opinion.

"Hey, you're kidding, that...ah... that high priest who is a night elves can climb to his current position in the night elves full of killing and conspiracy. No matter how you say it, your mind should be superhuman. And I heard that Grieg's prison is very bloody, and if you don't have some skills, you will definitely not be able to survive for more than a month. If she is really like you said, how could she survive until now?" Eric shook his head repeatedly, saying nothing could not connect what he saw with his own eyes and what Mataro said.

Just now in Kasin City, the priestess was not ruthless and killed the blood-colored mercenary who was obviously inferior to her. Innocence? Stupid? How can such an adjective be used to describe that woman?

"You're called...Eric, right?"

"Yes, Eric Coot. Just call me Eric."

"Eric, don't use honorifics. Although I have saved your life, this time you helped bring Moya to Kasin City. It is considered to be a reward for the life-saving grace you have always said to repay. Now we are not owed each other, so we should call it casually. I really feel awkward to the 'you'." Hearing the bard, one gentleman on the left and one on the right, Maitarot, who had been living in the lower ranks of society for a lifetime, was really unacceptable.

"Okay, OK."

"What I want to say is that one cannot be judged by appearance. Take Moya for example. Although she is a dark clan, her heart is much more kind than some humans. Although she is often tortured by prisoners, her will to give up has moved many prisoners who have given up on life, including me, of course.

Otherwise, according to her innocent personality that would help people from time to time, how could she survive in the lowest level of Grig?” And the weird warden, although he pretended to be very hateful on the surface, had privately hinted to many prisoners to take care of the dark clan who was imprisoned for murder.

Thinking of the warden's repeated rescues to Moya, Maitaro couldn't help but be curious. Could it be that there is any secret relationship between them?

"Help people..." Turning his head and looking at the priestess who was already in deep thought, Eric still couldn't connect what Mataro said with the person in front of him.

"Eric, I can't explain some things clearly to you. The Dark Clan may not be evil. And we guys who are regarded as bad guys by the world are not all bad guys. Not all for survival, to survive under the oppression of nobles, and to survive under the pressure of other bad guys..." Isn't it also for the reason for my first murder, to resist the nobles who collect taxes randomly?

"Haha... I'm going too far, how could we talk about this issue?" After adjusting my emotions, Maitaro patted the inexplicable bard. "You have a good rest, and you will go to the Dark Temple in a while. There will be no chance to relax like this."

"But... I still don't understand what you mean." I was just trying to ask about the priestess, but why did Maitaro say a lot of irrelevant things?

"I know what you want to ask, the only thing I can tell you is not to think too badly about her. She is a very pitiful person... Compared to you and me, she is much more unfortunate." The person who is even manipulated in life is the most pitiful.
Chapter completed!