Since the vacation was not yet over, the crowd was in no hurry to return to school, and were in the city center, saying goodbye to each other before parting ways.
Locke was arguably the most well-liked in the squad at the moment, and both Billie and Dainty were interested in inviting Locke to their homes for another personal thank you, but both were turned down by Locke.
Waving goodbye, Locke sat bolt upright in the wagon, only able to get two days of good rest once he got home and
Sleeping in a carriage is so different from sleeping in a bed, and how can Angelina's carriage, no matter how luxurious, be as comfortable as Locke's own bed.
Getting off the wagon and directing the attendants to carry the contents of the cart, and looking at the crystal scorpion dragon, which was a full size larger than it had been, Locke spat, "Did you overfeed it?"
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Two days later, in the quest hall, a male-female pairing appeared, the man in leather armor and iron boots, and the woman holding a magic staff, surrounded by a cloak and a long skirt.Locke and Angelina didn't look out of place as they appeared in the quest hall, where there were all kinds of people wearing everything, and while knights made up the majority, there were quite a few wizards as well.The mission hall was wide in size, roughly accommodating five to six hundred people gathered here.Handing the task list he had prepared long ago to the staff at the front desk, this time, it was one of the three tasks that Locke had picked out a week ago, because there was no backdoor to Joaquin this time, he had been picking among them for a long time, and finally selected three of them based on his own intuition and judgment.The "Siege of the Krogmoor Bandits" is one of them."This quest, within three months from the moment you receive it, you have to com
Several people knew what the youth was talking about when he said 'business', it was what the big man had exchanged with his former brothers, the trade of human beings.There's nothing of value in this shithole of Krogmo, and the only thing that counts as a resource is the population.Just a broken village, how could there be a militia of 100 people, but they had to kill for a while, folded about ten brothers, before the village was completely subdued.There were close to a thousand villagers in Kegmo village, even if they only sold a tenth of it, it was still enough for them to make a profit, and it was less dangerous, and much more cost-effective than robbing a noble's caravan."It hasn't been negotiated yet, that White Wolf guy wants to eat alone!" The big man bawled, spat on the ground, and said viciously."Why don't we do him?" The youth's fingers moved slightly, and through the youth's slender fingers, one could tell that this was an old hand at p
In the Cannes Mountains, a few frightened geese flew out of the woods, bringing up pieces of unsuspecting birds, which followed them, and the sky was suddenly covered with darkness.The Cannes Mountains, famous for their strange rocks and cypresses, welcomed a stranger today.Several hundred meters deep below a mountain stream, on a goat path, there was a knight in heavy armor dragging a fanged rigid mane covered in blood."Finally this thing is done!" Locke held his waist and gasped, behind him, tugging was a red-skinned boar close to three meters in size, on both sides of the boar's jaws, there were half-meter-long azure tusks, glowing with cold light.The boot stomped on the fanged bristle's nose so hard it was almost off, and the fanged bristle still didn't move before Locke was sure he was dead.Drawing his short dagger from his boot, Locke prepared to cut off the green fangs that signaled his completion of the mission and bring them back with him.
In the northwestern corner of the wizard world, in the central position of the three western islands known as Misia, Dexa, and Ingrid, in the center of the three islands that ordinary people recognized as continents, and that spellcasters and powerful knights regarded as islands, a snow-white, kilometer-high tower stood on the sea level.The white holy tower plunged into the sky, and below the holy tower was a giant forest similar to an ecological garden, which was inhabited by quite a number of terrifying beings with strengths of rank magical beasts and even super rank magical beasts.And these magical beasts that had already reached level one or even level two were just watchdogs for the magicians in the Holy Tower, or just used as experimental materials for them to herd.The bottom of the holy tower itself is a disk-type building, in which there are many magicians coming in and out, the strength is almost all in the high-level apprentices, which is also mixed wi
The middle-aged magician first froze, then revealed an amused expression, took a look at the black raven, and with a lift of his sleeve, a dark yellow crystal appeared.Tossed it to the black raven as he eyed it.Only a black shadow was seen crossing over, and the yellow crystals had already fallen into the crow's belly.Burping, the black raven got a bargain and didn't forget to comment, "The taste of earth system crystals is just astringent, not as tasty as water system ones."The middle-aged wizard ignored it as he waited for the raven to tell him the news.If the message wasn't worth a single High Crystal, he might have an extra pen made of crow's hair on his desktop.The black raven obviously knew the rules and didn't keep the middle-aged magician waiting for long before revealing the information he had inquired about."Lord Odyssey is already gathering men." Raven said mysteriously, looking down."Why? Doesn't Lord Odyssey need t
Walking out into the noisy lobby of the mission, Locke walked straight to a front desk off to the side.Most of the knights here were still checking the list of quests, and those who turned in quests like Locke were few and far between.The academy's quests were not set in stone and simple, behind almost every quest, there were dangers that could occur in one way or another, such as the fanged bristling mane that Locke had slaughtered a few months ago, which would have been difficult to deal with by a mid-ranked squire, if not for the fact that he was equipped with a sturdy and heavy armor and a sharp longsword.The receptionist who received Locke was considered Locke's 'acquaintance', and Locke's mission processing and completion rewards in recent months were all handled by this person.Giving Locke a smile, and without much greeting, the staff member took one of the packages Locke handed him and began to inspect it.Inside the package were three starg
Locke was a second-class soldier of the Faustine Kingdom. He had started serving at the age of 14 and had been serving for 4 years. Today, he was in a good mood. Because it was the day to pay for the soldiers, the second-class soldiers of the kingdom had three silver ducas a month. In addition, there were two silver ducas that Baron Cadozzi provided for his soldiers. He could get four silver ducas a month. Why four, not five? It was because the military would always embezzle one silver ducas. That was a tradition.Locke couldn't wait to receive four silver ducas. Then, he would ask Lord Baron's caravan to send three back to his hometown. He hoped that his sister could buy a ribbon that she liked to replace the rough-linen wrapped on her hair. He also hoped that his parents would eat one or two meals of white bread in the next month. They were already in poor health. As for the remaining silver ducas, Locke would treat his brothers to a drink. He had a little authority,
Four years of war had given Locke the habit of eating quickly. He finished the meal, wiped his hands, and said to Hans, "Hans, let's go."Locke arrived at the munition depot again. It was noon now, and most people were either sleeping or soaking in taverns. Locke walked straight to the posthouse at the rear of the munition depot, took the money pouch from Hans, and walked into the courier station."Warner! Warner!" Locke shouted."What! What's the matter! Damn Locke, I heard it. You ruined my afternoon nap. You damned bastard!" Warner, who was in charge of the courier station's communication duties, walked out of a room and complained, "Is it sending money to your family again? Come on, give it to me!""Here, this is mine. And those bags belong to other guys in my team. Don't mess it up!" Locke warned."I know, I know. It's not the first time I worked for this. None of the other teams are as fussy as you!" Warner was s