After ending the pleasant conversation with Gloria, Mag made a trip to the Mercenary Union. To his surprise, even though many gentlemen answered the summons to the north of the city last night, and were very effective, and even left their names on the Gentlemen's Roll, none of them received the reward.
The number one was —
"Irascible Helmeted Maiden?"
Meg raised his eyebrows. He felt that things were not that simple.
Was this the style of the teenage girls giving themselves nicknames now?
The initial fund of five million had now become eight and a half million.
It increased by 3,500,000 overnight. It was clear that everyone was very supportive of this project.
Moreover, Meg had also received some feedback.
The most popular one was the problem of there being too many gentlemen and too few thieves.
This problem … he had no solution, right?
He couldn't possibly create a bunch of thieves for these gentlemen with excessive hormones to play with, could he?
"I heard that the Bastie Prison was stuffed full yesterday, and they barely managed to lock up all the criminals caught by the gentlemen. Mr. Mak, you are a real gentleman." Cartera looked at Meg, and gave him a thumbs up.
The young lady in charge of the administrative matters also looked at Meg with admiration.
"You flatter me." Meg waved his hand modestly. He was not a gentleman; he was just an ordinary man. He asked Cartera, "Can the Gentlemen's League be set up as a loose mercenary group without any complicated rules and restrictions? We just need to do a simple count of the gentlemen who want to continue to eliminate the criminals, and then set up a stable long-term rotation mechanism to maximize efficiency."
Cartera pondered for a while, and nodded. "Although there is no precedent, this is not against the guild's rules. If other mercenaries are willing to join, then there is no problem."
Meg smiled. "I wonder if the guild can help with this. I can pay a management fee."
Cartera waved his hand with a smile, and said, "You don't have to pay the management fee. It's our duty as a mercenary guild to contribute to the stability of Chaos City. I will personally take charge of this matter in the next two days, but whether the gentlemen are willing to join our mercenary team is still unknown."
Meg and Cartera discussed some details about setting up the Gentlemen's League mercenary group, and after finalizing the general framework, they returned to the restaurant.
…
Amy played with the lotus-shaped fireball in her hand, and asked Crassus, "Master, are we going to have a holiday soon?"
Crassus was stunned. He quickly smiled, and said, "Well … Chaos School is not on holiday yet, so we are not in a hurry. Little Amy, there is everything in the magic room. You can play with whatever you want. Just tell Master what you want, and I will get it for you. it. "
"I want to play with my friends. I want to eat a lot of good food. I want to lie in bed and sleep. Is that okay?" Amy asked Crassus as she blinked.
"Well …" Camilla's eyes widened. Wasn't that something that could only be done during the holidays? She didn't know how to continue the conversation.
"Hmph. Big liar." Amy snorted. She put the fire lotus in her hand into the small crystal bottle, and then screwed the cap shut.
The palm-sized golden-red fire flickered in the crystal bottle, and lit up the crystal bottle very beautifully.
"Little Amy, why did you put the fire lotus in the small bottle?" Crassus tried to change the topic awkwardly.
"I want to blow up the school," Amy said seriously as she placed the small bottle on the shelf.
"Gasp …" Crassus looked at the small crystal bottles on the shelf. There were almost 100 of them, and all kinds of flames were shining in them. He couldn't help but gasp.
If all these small bottles were to explode at the same time, not to mention their magic lab, even half of Chaos School would be blown up.
Crassus hesitated, and said, "Erm … Little Amy, we're learning magic. We're not going to blow up the school. Look at how cute this school is, and how cute this magic lab is. If we blow it up …"
"Pffft …" Amy burst out laughing. She looked at the nervous Crassus, and said, "Master, I lied to you. The school is so cute. Why would I blow it up? You said before that we can't hurt the innocent. We can just blow up whoever doesn't have a holiday. Why do we have to blow up the school, right?"
"Right … Eh? No … "Crassus looked at Amy, who was smiling brightly, and sighed silently in his heart. It seemed like his plan to delay the holidays was not going to work.
"Furthermore, we're going out to play in a few days. We have another holiday," Amy continued.
"What? You're going out to play again? Are you going to ask for leave again? "Crassus's expression suddenly became a little nervous.
Amy covered her mouth. Oh no, she accidentally spilled the beans.
This Mr. Mak doesn't run the restaurant properly, and only thinks about taking the children out to play every day. He doesn't care about the feelings of us teachers at all. I have to have a good talk with him tonight, Crassus thought to himself. This problem was too serious.
"Ding, ding, ding ~"
The Chaos School's dismissal bell rang.
"Master, I'll get going first. I'm going home with Daphne and Ignatsu today, so I won't be going with you." Amy slipped down from the high stool, and grabbed her little bag that was hanging at the side. She flung it over her back, and skipped toward the door.
"I can go with you, too," Crassus said to Amy's back.
"No, you're too old. You'll pull up our average age," Amy said without turning her head. Then, the sound of the door closing could be heard.
"Who said that? I'm still quite young …" Crassus grumbled bitterly.
…
"Amy." Daphne stood at the school's entrance, and waved at Amy as she called out.
Ignatsu followed beside her, and the green bean sprout on his head swayed along with her.
"Daphne." Amy skipped over, and gave Daphne a hug first. Then, she reached out to pluck Ignatsu's green bean sprout, and smilingly said, "Let's go to my house to play."
The green bean sprout on Ignatsu's head swayed left and right, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he looked at Amy expectantly, and asked, "Can we continue to watch Cat and Mouse?"
"Yes, they've been locked in that box for a week. Will that little mouse be eaten by that stupid cat?" Daphne also asked with concern.
"It's okay. When I woke up this morning, I specially opened the box to take a look. That stupid cat still hasn't caught the little mouse." Amy shook her head.
"Phew, that's good."
Daphne and Ignatsu heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.
"However, Ugly Duckling seems to be interested in that little mouse recently. When I woke up this morning, I saw it biting the box," Amy said.
"No, then we have to teach it a good lesson. The little mouse is so cute. How can it be eaten raw?" Daphne said with a serious expression.
Amy thought about it seriously, and said, "Yes, if it's roasted until it's golden brown, and then sprinkled with some chili powder and pepper, it'll probably be super delicious!"
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