Ten days later, Ah-Dai gradually came out of the sadness of Owen's death. Owen's death deeply stimulated him. There was a look of resentment on his dull face. After eating a piece of dry food, Ah-Dai took the baggage and Tiangang.

The sword was tied to his body, he touched the Pluto Sword on his chest, left the reef group, identified the direction, and walked towards the territory of the Red Hurricane Tribe in the west. Maybe Owen's death stimulated him too deeply, Owen said before he died

Dui's stupid mind clearly remembered every word he said. Those were his uncle's last instructions, and he had to follow his uncle's instructions no matter what.

What Dumb didn't know was that Owen's instructions before he died saved his life. The people from the Killers' Guild left the scene the day before because they couldn't find him.

Three days, it has been three days, and Ah-Dai finally reached the border of the Red Hurricane Clan, but he had also eaten all the dry food he brought from home. He had not had any water for a whole day, his lips were a little chapped, and he entered the scene in front of him in a trance.

City.

People wearing mercenary uniforms can be seen everywhere on the street. Owen once described to him the attire of various professions. He knew that the Red Hurricane Clan was the birthplace of the mercenary union, and there were a large number of mercenaries and mercenary groups gathered here.

, his goal is to find the Magician's Guild, and then he will have money to buy food.

This city is very prosperous, much larger than the Nino City where he lived when he was a child. After walking a few steps, the smell of steamed buns hit his face, and Ah-Dai's whole body was shocked, and he couldn't help but look over.

"Steamed buns, selling steamed buns, fragrant and sweet steamed buns, two copper coins each. Selling steamed buns..."

The loud hawking sound made Ah-Dai walk over unknowingly. The steamed bun seller was a short, fat man in his forties. His red hair was bald and only the barbed wire around him was left. Every time he yelled, he would get excited.

The fat on his face kept trembling, and steam kept rising from the steamed bun basket in front of him. It was obviously steamed buns that had just been baked. When he saw Ah-Dai walking over, he said with a smile on his face: "Little brother, I want some steamed buns."

Do you want to eat? My steamed buns are famous far and wide, they are so fragrant and sweet, you will feel like two after eating one."

Ah-Dai looked at the chubby steamed bun boss and thought to himself that his steamed buns must taste good, otherwise, he would not be able to eat such a figure. Steamed buns have always been Ah-Dai's favorite, not to mention that he has not eaten for a long time.

, but he didn’t even have a copper coin in his pocket, so how could he buy the delicious food in front of him.

Swallowing, Ah-Dai shook his head.

The steamed bun boss just opened his shop today and hasn't sold a few steamed buns yet. Although the somewhat dull young man in front of him is dressed in simple clothes, one look at the big sword on his back shows that he is a martial arts student. Who doesn't have some money to study martial arts?

! What's more, it's just money to buy steamed buns. So, when he saw Ah-Dai shaking his head, he immediately said anxiously: "What? Little brother, are you not satisfied with my steamed buns? Buy two, it's only one copper coin, think of it as breakfast

It's best. Otherwise, you can try one first and I won't charge you for it."

When Ah-Dai heard that he would not accept the money, his eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded quickly. The steamed bun boss picked out a steamed bun from the steaming basket and handed it to Ah-Dai. Ah-Dai took it with both hands and bit off three thirds of the steamed bun in one bite.

One, it had been half a month since he had eaten such good steamed buns. He wolfed down a steamed bun in just a few seconds. The aroma of the steamed buns filled his whole body, and he felt like he had something to eat.

Dui immediately became more energetic, "Uncle, your steamed buns are really well made, soft, fragrant, and so delicious."

When the owner of the steamed bun shop heard that Dumb praised his steamed buns for being delicious, he immediately smiled and said proudly: "That's right, you can ask around. Among the streets around here, my steamed buns are the most delicious. Buy a few.

Yes. Even if it’s not a vegetable, my steamed buns are very delicious.”

Dui lowered his head and said sadly: "I, I really want to eat your steamed buns, but, but, I don't have money."

The fat boss was stunned and murmured: "Why are you running to my stall if you don't have money? You even ate one of my steamed buns. My steamed buns are for trial use by people who want to buy them. What do you think this is? Are you freeloading? Hey——

Forget it, I’m in trouble, please leave quickly and don’t hinder my business.”

Dumb lowered his head and walked aside. He secretly thought that when he had money, he would definitely pay back the money for the steamed bun he just ate.

"Wait a minute." The voice of the steamed bun shop owner suddenly came from behind. Dumb was shocked. Could it be that the boss wanted to chase him for money again? Turning around, he saw the steamed bun shop owner using his chubby hands to ask for money.

He waved to signal him to come over. Dumb walked back to the steamed bun shop, still lowering his head, and said: "Boss, I, I really don't have any money. I'm sorry. When I have money, I will definitely come to buy steamed buns from you."

The owner of the steamed bun shop looked up at Dumb, handed over a paper bag, and sighed: "Young man, you are a foreigner. You must have been in trouble here. Here, I will give you these steamed buns. You can eat them first. They are all.

It's not easy to just make a living, so just take it."

Dumb looked at the owner of the steamed bun shop in shock, with red eyes. Since Owen's death, the man in front of him was the first one to care about him. His heart that was a little cold because of Owen's death warmed up again, and he said with a trembling voice

: "Thank you, thank you, boss. You are such a good person." He took the steamed bun, immediately opened the paper bag and ate it hungrily. He was really hungry.

The boss brought out a bowl of hot water from the store and said, "Little brother, eat slowly, don't choke, and drink some water."

After a while, Ah-Dai ate all the five steamed buns in the paper bag in one go. He immediately felt energetic. He drank the hot water into his stomach and felt a warmth rise in his body. He said gratefully: "Uncle, thank you, thank you.

You, you are such a good person."

The boss narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I can't say I'm a good person. I was once down and out. I met a steamed bun shop and really wanted to eat the steamed buns there, but like you, I had no money. Later, the kind-hearted boss took him in.

He married me and gave his daughter to me as my wife, and that’s how I am today. We can all be considered degenerates, a few steamed buns are nothing. Young man, where are you going?

Why did you go out without any money? Seeing that you are carrying a sword, you must be a martial arts student."

When he mentioned learning martial arts, Ah-Dai couldn't help but think of the dead Owen, and felt sad in his heart, "Uncle, thank you for the steamed buns, can you tell me where the Magicians' Guild is?"

When the owner of the steamed bun shop heard Ah-Dai mention the Magician's Guild, a look of reverence suddenly appeared on his face, and he said: "Magicians are all highly capable people. Our city university actually has a branch of the Magician's Guild. What's wrong?

Where are you looking for people? Or looking for jobs?"

Ah-Dai scratched his head and said, "Let's just look for a job." After filling his stomach and receiving news from the Magician's Guild, Ah-Dai's sad mood suddenly improved a lot.

The owner of the steamed bun shop said: "You go straight along this road, turn right at the second intersection, turn left at the end, and you will see it after another intersection. The Magician's Guild and the Mercenary's Guild are both there. There.

I'm afraid it's not easy to find a job. I think you might as well become a mercenary. There are many mercenary groups in the city now recruiting people, and the pay is relatively high. You can only earn a few gold coins a month.

If it doesn't work, you can work here. Although it's a bit embarrassing, you can always have enough to eat. My wife is taking care of the children at home and can't help me with anything. I have to do everything here by myself."

Dumb thanked the owner of the steamed bun shop for his kindness and walked towards the Magician's Guild in the direction he said. He must fulfill Owen's last words before his death. Since his uncle said that he should go to the Magician's Guild to register as a magician, then he must

There is a reason for it.

After turning a few corners, Ah-Dai came to a main road. There were many pedestrians on the road. Here, people with weapons, light armor, and mercenary regiment badges on their chests could be seen everywhere. Before walking too far, a building

A tall house appeared in front of us. On the roof of the house, there was a huge sign. On the sign was engraved a shield and two long swords. Below the sign, there were four large characters - Mercenary Union. People kept walking out or entering from inside.

The house looked very lively.

Ah-Dai looked at it curiously for a few times, and was about to move forward when suddenly a man dressed as a mercenary came towards him. This man was taller than Ah-Dai, had short red hair and was wearing a brown leather suit.

He wears armor, a long sword hanging from his waist, and the mercenary symbol on his chest is a red-haired lion head, which looks very tough.

"Little brother, please stay." The big man stopped in front of Ah-Dai.

Dumb was stunned and said: "Me? Are you okay?"

The big man laughed and said: "Little brother, looking at your attire, you must be a martial arts practitioner. Do you want to join the mercenary group? Our Red Lion Mercenary Group is very famous in the city. Join us.

, the basic salary is three gold coins per month. If your mercenary level increases in the future, there will be a corresponding increase, and you will get a certain share every time you perform a mission. This is the best treatment."

The big man spoke very quickly, but Dumb didn't understand what he meant. He shook his head and said, "I, I don't want to be a mercenary."

The big man was stunned, frowned and said: "What? No way, although you don't like the locals, but any of the young warriors who come to us want to do something as mercenaries. Young man, such a good opportunity

If you don't grasp it, you will regret it later."

Dui still shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, I really don't want to be a mercenary. Please get out of the way."

The big man snorted and murmured: "You're a worthless boy." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the mercenary union.

Dumb couldn't help but wonder, would he be worthless if he didn't join the mercenary group? Forget it, let's go to the Magician's Guild first. Thinking of this, he walked forward quickly.

The Magician's Guild is also a tall building, next to the Mercenary Guild, but it is obviously much deserted, with few people coming in and out. Just as Dumb was about to pass, a voice came from behind, "Wait a minute, little brother." Dumb.

Looking back, I saw the red-haired man again, and there was another person beside him. This person was about 1.8 meters tall, looked to be in his forties, had a fair face, black hair and black eyes, and his eyes were shining, and he had a serious demeanor.

Ning, carrying a Tiangang sword similar to Dui's on his back.

Dumb stood there in shock, watching the two people walking in front of him. The red-haired man said: "Little brother, this is the deputy leader of our Red Lion Mercenary Group. He should be an elder of your division."

Dui was startled. The elder of the division looked at the hilt of the sword exposed on the opponent's shoulder. He suddenly remembered Owen's words and suddenly thought that this deputy leader must be a member of the Tiangang Sword Sect. His uncle said that when he met a member of the Tiangang Sword Sect,

People must be courteous. Thinking of this, he hurriedly saluted and said: "Hello, uncle."

The black-haired middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "Little brother, I wonder which senior brother you are a disciple of? My name is Feng Ping, and I should be your senior uncle in terms of seniority."

Uncle Master? Ah-Dai shook his head and said, "I, I don't have a master, only a teacher."

Feng Ping felt happy, thinking that this silly boy must have never seen the world and just entered the mainland, so he asked harmoniously: "Then what is your teacher's name?"
Chapter completed!