Cataclysmic Transformation

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Kitley looked at the humble building with envious eyes. He knew that the mercenary income here was not high. Thousands of gold coins a month are common, but he also knew that the money here was not so easy to obtain. .

At the entrance, an old beggar suddenly rushed out from the side, "Fine, okay, this lord ... I used to be a mercenary, too, until I hit an arrow in my knee ..."

Gerat waved his hands impatiently and walked straight in. The old beggar did not get entangled. He returned to the place where he was sitting and continued to wait for the next gold owner.

"Father, are we really going to publish the task here?" Kitley asked puzzled, frowning at the same time, he was not used to the muddy air here.

Gerat nodded blankly, and he didn't have much mood to talk to him at this time.

He walked to the counter and a blue waiter greeted him. "Sir, do you need any service?"

"I'm going to post a task ..." Gerat said.

"Okay, please wait ..." The waiter nodded, reaching for a book, writing something on the book, and said without lifting his head, "You say ..."

Gerat took a deep breath, "I'm going to kill someone, a child about fifteen ..."

"Well ... what's the target strength?" The waiter asked.

"Strength, I don't know ..." Gerat hesitated. "But he practiced undead magic ..."

"Undead magic?" The waiter raised his head in amazement, and practiced the undead magic in the Holy Roman Empire. It was absolutely boring. Someone was so stupid. Go, even more stupid is that the mission issuer actually went to the mercenary tavern to release the mission instead of looking for the Holy See, and the waiter also accepted the release of such a mission for the first time.

With the last lesson, Gerat didn't dare to go to Father Aryan, and had to go to the mercenary union to issue a task himself.

"Well, killing an undead magic cultivator is not too difficult, just like killing an ordinary person ..." The waiter murmured. He was assessing the value of this task, so that he would be rewarded. For these low-level tasks, The waiter has the right to evaluate without permission.

"This gentleman, after my evaluation and calculation, this task belongs to the E-level task. You need 1000 gold coins for the release of this task, and an additional 5% handling fee, a total of 1050 gold coins ..." The waiter finished the calculation. Especially said.

There are 1050 gold coins. To tell the truth, Gerat is a little bit painful. He did not think that the mercenary union charges so expensive, but he already knew what to do and took out 1050 gold coins from his arms.

"This gentleman, please register with the mercenary medal issued by the mercenary union ..." said the waiter.

The mercenary medal is a medal registered and confirmed to be issued by the mercenary union, and also represents the qualification of mercenary certification. With it, you can better accept the task.

Gerat froze for a moment, "Mercenary Medal, I don't have ..."

"Oh, this is the case, this gentleman, it doesn't matter if there is no mercenary medal, but the price has changed ..." The waiter said politely, "According to the rules of the mercenary union, it is not a mercenary. The person who releases the task needs to charge double the fee, the handling fee is 20% ... "

"After I recalculated @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, this gentleman, you need to pay 2,400 gold coins ..." The waiter said quickly and said.

"What, so expensive?" After listening to the waiter's offer, Gerat froze there.

"Yes, sorry, sir, this is the rule of our mercenary union ..." The waiter still smiled.

"Then ... how can I become a mercenary ..." Kitley on the side was shocked, 2400 gold coins, equivalent to half a year's income from Naka Manor.

"It's very simple. As long as you complete three E-level missions, or one D-level mission, you can become a mercenary with the mercenary trade union's confirmation, and award mercenary medals ..." The waiter said with a smile.

What's the use of this? If you have this skill, people will come to the door early. Gerat scolds inwardly, but he has no way to regulate the mercenary union.

This is of course the overlord clause of the mercenary union. If everyone releases the task at no cost, it is estimated that no one will do the task.

Gerat walked out of the mission hall dejectedly, with 2400 gold coins, he could not get it out at all now.

"Father, what shall we do now?" Kitley seemed to ask only this sentence.

Gerat replied angrily, "You ask me, who do I ask?"

At this time, his eyes saw a mercenary who was drinking, frowning, thinking about it.

Gerat knew that in addition to issuing official missions at the mercenary tavern, he could also issue temporary missions.

The so-called temporary task refers to a task that is privately negotiated between the employer and the mercenary without being recognized by the mercenary union. In other words, it is a private job. This task only requires a commission and no fee.

Not all mercenaries are willing to accept this temporary task, because this task is not protected by the mercenary union, and there is no guarantee. Not only the employer does not trust the mercenary, but the mercenary also does not believe the employer.

"Hey, hello ..." Gerat came out of the hall and came to the tavern. He walked over to a handsome man and said hello.

The guy was drinking yellow bad wine leisurely while his eyes were constantly aiming at the tall bulletin board on the wall, fearing that he might have missed his task.

"Who are you? I don't know you ..." The rough man raised a pair of drunk eyes and opened his mouth to burp.

There was a bad smell on the face, Gerat couldn't help frowning, but he was still polite, he first blown this man up.

"What a handsome, courageous mercenary, it looks like your strength is amazing ..."

"That's to say, my strength is already junior ... Hey, junior swordsman ..." That man is full of drunkenness, "I'm not afraid to tell you that I have completed the D-level task, haha ​​..."

"Sure enough it's amazing ..." Gerat heard the joy, the strength of the junior swordsman, to kill a child, it should be enough to think about it.

"This warrior, I now have a temporary mission, I don't know if you are interested?" Gerat said.

"Mission ... eh? What, temporary task?" The man's alcoholic taste woke up most of the time.

"Yeah, temporary tasks, but you can rest assured that I will definitely pay on time ..." Gerat said with a smile.

The man shook his head like a rattle, "No answer, no official task, hey, I thought there was something good ..."

After that, the man went to drink himself and ignored Gerat.

Gerat couldn't help but turned to others. Unfortunately, he asked several times. After the other party heard that it was a temporary task, they all refused, and even the content of the task was not interested to know.

Gerat couldn't help but feel discouraged. It seems that the status of a mercenary is sometimes very useful.

"Father, it seems that no one will take our temporary task, let's go back ..." Kitley said softly.

Gerald nodded characteristically, turned and walked away, at this moment, a clear voice came.

"Excuse me, are you posting a temporary mission?"

Gerat and Kitley Qiqi looked up and froze at once.

Appearing in front of them was an extremely beautiful woman, with a tall figure and uneven shape, a black curly hair scattered casually, the delicate facial features like a mosaic on Bai Chao's pretty face, a woman's light armor wrapped and delicate Breasts, graceful curves revealing, white thighs on black deerskin boots, big dark brown eyes staring at them quietly, among the rude mercenaries, like a beautiful red attack Rose.

Gerat and Kitley were stupefied. They were in a small place like Maple Leaf Town, where have they seen such a beautiful woman.

Looking at the colored eyes, the woman frowned unpleasantly or asked politely, "Excuse me, gentleman, are you posting a temporary mission?"

"Oh ... oh ... yes ... yes ..." Or Gerat reacted first and replied, while Kitley on the side was still sluggish, and the saliva ran down the corner of his mouth.

"Excuse me, what kind of task is this?" The woman asked softly.

"Uh ... uh, it's like this ..." Gerat recovered, "This is a murder task, is it to kill someone?"

"Who is the target?" The woman asked, turning her head.

"The target is a fifteen-year-old child, his name is Ron, uh, yes, he practiced undead magic ..." Gerat answered honestly.

"Undead Magic?" The woman frowned again, revealing a thoughtful expression. "This is the Holy Roman Empire. Why don't you go to the Holy See?"

"This, it's not very convenient ..." Gerat got angry at this moment, thinking that I was the task publisher, and then paused and said, "You can directly say whether you can do it, I will say it first, this It's a temporary task ... "

"How much?" The woman asked hesitantly.

"500 gold coins ..." Gerat halved the price.

"Too few ..." The woman shook her head. "Even if you issue a D-class mission, you will need 1,000 gold coins. Well, then, I will take the 1,000 gold coins for this task, but I won't help you kill. come back……"

"1000 gold coins ..." Gerat thought for a moment and said flatly, "The deal ..."

The woman smiled, showing her white teeth, and stretched out a small white hand. "According to the rules of our mercenaries, we need to give half of the deposit for temporary tasks, that is, 500 gold coins ..."

Gerat knew the rules, but when he gave the money, there was always a little hesitation. He asked, "Should I trust you?"

The woman smiled again, "I am a student of the Roland Empire Balovax College, my name is Shahia, Silverwing Pegasus Knight Shahya, senior knight strength, as to whether you believe me or not, just you ..."

Gerald hadn't spoken yet, and Kitley around him shouted, "Father, you trust this sister, she is so beautiful, she won't lie to us ..."

Kitley's pervert has been revealed.

Charlie gave him a disgusted look, and Kitley's colored eyes made her very uncomfortable.

"Okay ..." Gerat sighed, "I have heard of the name of the Roland Empire Balovax College, and you should be a trustworthy person to see you. This temporary task is given to is you……"

When he finished, he reached out and pulled out 500 gold coins from his arms, and at the same time passed the portrait of Ron that he had prepared.