After Marshal Ofra's voice fell, everyone was shocked. The whole living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Betsy was stunned for more than ten seconds without reacting: she was in the stage of rebuilding her faith after the disaster and temporarily refused to believe in reality.

It wasn't until Lily patted the mercenary girl's lower back with her tail that Betsy suddenly jumped up: "That's it?! You are... Oh, by the way, I understand, what happened back then must be a secret, and you don't want to

explain……"

"That's true," Ofra smiled and nodded, "I know how it was spread outside, and there have been various versions of it over the past few hundred years. I cared about it at first, but now I don't bother to care about those bards.

But in fact, it was really easy for me to form a team with Gadon at the beginning. I was an adventurer in the Lawless Zone, and I met Gadon by accident. He was not good at fighting, but he had poisonous eyes.

He saw that I was good at martial arts, and then he said: You help me build territory. I have some brothers who want you to be their boss and give you twenty eagle shield gold coins a month. I thought about it and said: This job is reliable.

.Then I became the commander. But at the time, I didn’t expect that he had more than 200,000 brothers under his command—if I had known, I would have ordered more.”

Hao Ren covered his face with his hands and refused to comment. He knew why Ofra said that seeing Betsy reminded her of her time as an adventurer. But Betsy continued to look like her faith was broken,

After a long while, he finally managed to say: "Then the promise of four hundred years..."

"I made an agreement with Gadon III that as long as the salary is stable, I will stay here," Ofra smiled. "Of course, this was what I said at the earliest time. Later, the country became stable. I also became a marshal.

Staying in this country becomes a responsibility and a... feeling."

As she said that, Ofra glanced at Betsy: "But in the beginning, I did agree to join the team because of the high salary offered by Gadon."

Betsy covered her head: "I feel like my faith has collapsed and I need to slow down."

Ofra seemed to find the reaction of this reckless mercenary very interesting. She looked at it with a smile for a while and then suddenly asked: "Betsy, you are a hero now, do you know? The Holy See spared no effort to publicize that heroes died in battle in Betsey."

The legendary mercenary of the Diocese of Inz.”

"Oh, I know," Betsy raised her head, wondering why Ofra suddenly mentioned this, "it sounds unreal."

Ofra pointed at Hao Ren: "Then why did you first follow the foreigners on the journey to the Dragon's Back Mountains?"

"It's for the bonus," Betsy said matter-of-factly. "If I accidentally find the beads, I'll be rich!"

Ofra shrugged: "In the future, your admirers and bards will also make up stories for you that you don't even believe. They will promote that you were inspired by the goddess, for love, for honor, and were prophets."

Guide, you embark on a journey to hunt down demons and save the world's common people. But the real reason why you embark on the journey is just because of the high bounty given by the Holy See. So don't believe what the bards say, they will do anything to win eyeballs.

It’s made up, but most heroes’ first battle to save the world is really just to make a living.”

Betsy nodded thoughtfully, while Ofra looked at the girl with a bit of laughter and tears: "Of course, this is the first time I've seen a hero who still only thinks about salary after saving the world... Your purpose is simple enough.

.”

Nangong Wuyue chuckled: "That's all she has to offer."

Everyone had refreshments in Ofra's mansion. The banquet prepared in the palace would not start until the evening, so they rested in their respective guest rooms until the evening. Until the sunset, a royal knight wearing gorgeous armor

When they arrived at the Marshal's residence, Ofra called everyone over.

"Moron, King Horleta, has set up a banquet to welcome you at the palace. The Pope will also appear. These two are guys who don't often show up." On the way to the palace, Of

Pulling in the carriage introduced the meeting. "This is a secret meeting. The size of the banquet will not be large. It is mainly for discussing things. If you have any questions, you can feel free to ask them boldly. I have already told what happened in the Dragon's Back Mountains

Report everything to them...well, of course everything I know. In the two months since you left, the Pope and His Majesty the King have had several intense discussions. In the end, they decided to give up some stubborn ideas and treat you

These foreigners open up all the information about the Glory Sect and the legend of the goddess. But there is one condition: you cannot shake the foundation of this kingdom. Do not leak this information to the people."

"We have no reason to do this," Vivian nodded. "We, 'outsiders', are the safest for you, because all worldly interests in your world have nothing to do with us - we only consider how to

Just deal with the eldest son."

"It was precisely because they thought of this that the two of them were able to make up their minds," Ofra sighed, "the two troublesome guys... are obviously young, but they are stubborn like nothing. I persuaded them most of the time at first

months.”

When Hao Ren heard Ofra's old-fashioned tone, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then subconsciously looked at Vivian next to him, thinking that there is someone here who is more qualified than you to say this: In Vivian

In front of me, who in this car is considered to be older...

Vivian bared her teeth at Hao Ren: "Why are you looking at me? I'm still young!"

The carriage drove into the high wall of the palace. Nangong Sanba raised his head and looked at the magnificent and exotic architectural landscape outside, marveling at it. This royal building that was driven by magic and exuded solemnity was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

It is something that can only be seen in places where imperial power is supreme. Although it is luxurious, it is really shocking. He took back his head and nodded seriously to Hao Ren: "I have decided to join the gang no matter what. This is so fucking interesting."

Hao Ren squinted his eyes and lay on the soft back of the chair: "It's as if you can still quit the group now."

Nangong Wuyue curled his lips: "It won't be interesting when you follow us to fight."

Finally, under the escort/supervision of a group of close servants, this group of bumpkins who had just entered the imperial city (at least Betsy and Nangong Sanba looked like bumpkins all the way) passed through the long corridors and the gorgeous long halls.

We walked for a long time under the gaze of the sculptures of the king and a group of historical figures, and were finally taken to a large ornate room.

As Ofra said, this was a small-scale secret meeting. It was not luxurious, but it had unprecedented gold content.

There was a long table in the room. Sitting at the table were several elderly men and women and some ministers with serious expressions whose identities could not be identified. There were only a few ministers who were qualified to participate in this secret meeting and who could arrive at the palace in time.

Just these five or six, the rest are either not qualified to know too much, or they are too far away to get here.

Hao Ren and the others almost appeared from the sky every time. This group of "foreigners" who were used to appearing suddenly made the king and ministers a little confused: they were used to following strict rules and arranging everything step by step, including meeting with foreign envoys and domestic lords.

But it is obvious that this group of people from outside the world do not play their cards according to international laws and the customs of ministers of ceremonies, and they can only prepare to this point in a hurry.

After the guests appeared, the big shots at the table stood up one after another and nodded politely. Ofra pointed at them and introduced them one by one: "The king of Horleta, His Majesty Moroun, is one of the smartest kings in the world.

1. The Pope of the Glory Sect, the highest representative of the divine power, and one of the most prestigious people in the world, Prince Haverman, is responsible for assessing the impact of the eldest son and how to deal with unexpected disasters. In addition, there is Auburn

The Red Archbishop—it was he who sent people to guard the entrances of the other two sacred caves, and the last two eldest sons were under his supervision."

Ofra introduced another group of people around her, but Hao Ren felt that he didn't need to remember too much: he didn't come here to get close to the big shots.

He only remembered the characteristics of a few important figures: King Moroun is an old man with gray hair and a slight hunchback. Judging from his temperament, he is very kind. If he were not wearing a gorgeous robe, it would be difficult to associate him with the king.

Together. The Pope is a spiritual old man with white hair and beard, wearing a purple and gold robe. He has no expression and often looks deep in thought. Prince Havermann is a slightly stout middle-aged man with some baldness. The red archbishop has a bald head.

The middle-aged man is the most special. His skin is tattooed with scriptures and mysterious religious symbols. These symbols even spread to his face, which makes the red archbishop look a bit scary. He has a serious attitude and is surrounded by people.

With an atmosphere that made it difficult for people to approach, Hao Ren and his group had been looking at everyone curiously after they entered.

Vivian's attitude was similar to that of Hao Ren. She also had no feelings for these big people in front of her: the big people she had met back then were infinitely smarter than these people in front of her. She talked and laughed with those people, and in the end she even kicked many of the big people to their feet.

Been in the moat...

Betsy, on the other hand, bowed nervously to everyone present. This girl was extremely nervous: most of the people standing in front of her were people she had heard about since she was a child. Before today, she had only mentioned them when bragging to others in the pub.

She had heard the names of these people, but now these big shots were standing in front of her, nodding to her with smiles on their faces. The poor mercenary girl shed a white sweat on her forehead, and pinched her lower back hard: "I'm not

Just dream...well, it's just a dream, you can't feel it."

Lily screamed and jumped up: "Why are you pinching my tail!!"

Vivian covered her head and sighed: "I knew it was like this."

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