Just as Hao Ren managed to squeeze his way forward, the door of the mercenary guild was violently pushed open from the inside, and a short figure was thrown out.
The unfortunate person who was thrown out was obviously a female. She was wearing an old robe that had faded a little. Judging from the style of the robe, it looked like an academic mage who did research all day in the magic tower. However, it was not as new and gorgeous as the robes of the rich mages. When she was thrown out, her hood accidentally slipped off. Hao Ren felt dizzy for a moment, and then he saw a head of dazzling blonde hair fluttering in the air. She fell on the ground.
The blonde mage climbed up from the ground in a sorry state before she let out a series of curses at the door. While she had a nice voice, the lady's vocabulary when she cursed had left Hao Ren dumbfounded. It was like a sandstorm with a Category 12 hurricane blowing out. Not just Hao Ren and his companions, even the surrounding mercenaries could not help but step back a little. Some of them were even muttering, "How did this person's scolding skills improve again …" "Did she blow up her research lab again? She has no choice but to use her extra energy to study scolding."
"Who dares to gossip about the great Grand Mage Rheia behind her back?!" The short mage's ears were extraordinarily sensitive. While she was cursing, she still had the time to listen to the people talking bad about her behind her back. She immediately turned around and glared at them. "This has nothing to do with you! All of you, go somewhere cool and stay there! Are you here to accept my commission? "
The mercenaries were a bunch of vulgar and barbaric people, but when the short mage threw a tantrum, no one dared to say anything. From their expressions, it was clear that they were looking at a huge and thorny problem. They could watch the show, but they could not afford to get involved.
"Save it. No one will accept your mission." At that moment, the dark-skinned man who had been standing at the door of the mercenary guild finally spoke. He was the one who had thrown the short mage out. "Try out the ancient items you dug out from the ruins, try out the potions you made, follow you to dig the ancient tombs in the Great Pit, and what is it this time? Are we going to the Howling Wind Bay to find the ancient city of the Sea Giants? "
The short mage was speechless for a moment, and one of the older spellcasters among the mercenaries could not help but speak up. "That's about it, Miss Rheia. How about you stop your unrealistic research and do some magic homework? You can't save the world, nor can you destroy it, but you can at least take care of the Magus Tower left behind by your teacher. You should know that it's a very valuable asset for us rogue mages. "
While the elderly spellcaster was a mercenary, he seemed to be quite familiar with the little lady named Rheia, and the latter had no choice but to rein in her threatening demeanor as she grumbled unhappily, "What do you guys care about what I'm researching? And it's not like I'm not paying. Besides, although there were a few groups of mercenaries who encountered some danger, didn't they all escape in the end? "
"But the risk of following you is dozens of times higher than other clients with the same reward!" The burly man from the mercenary guild shook his head. "In short, we will no longer accept your commission. Unless you can give up your dangerous project in advance, or increase the price tenfold. Of course, you can also look outside to see who is willing to take the risk to accept your private work. Who knows, you might even find one or two newbies to work with you. "
That was a very clear stance. Rheia gave up on arguing with the gatekeeper and turned to look around.
All the mercenaries retreated a floor away.
"Tch." The sorceress gritted her teeth in disdain as she tidied her robe and picked up her cheap-looking iron staff. She did not even put on her hood again as she walked towards the street in a valiant and spirited manner. "Make way, make way. Those who are here to watch the show can leave now. There's no show to watch anymore. If you continue to block my way, I'll take it as you've accepted my commission."
The mercenaries all scattered like they had seen a ghost. They were not worried about the mage's combat ability or status (if she had any), but they were trying their best to avoid getting involved. After all, the name "Rheia" in White Maple Leaf City was even more famous than the local lord, and this reputation was built on all sorts of unimaginable accidents and countless unlucky souls. Now, the little mage had become synonymous with trouble, and aside from watching the show, no one was willing to stand within a five-meter radius of her.
Even after being thrown out, Rheia still carried the aura of a victor as she left the mercenary guild with her head held high. She walked across the main street and into an alley that led to the mage's district.
Only when she reached this place did she lower her head. That aggressive, cock-like aura disappeared. She sighed almost imperceptibly. "Sigh, a bunch of idiots."
"It's a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, not to mention you're 'famous'."
A voice suddenly came from behind and startled the little mage who had just breathed a sigh of relief. She spun around with an agility that did not befit her status as a mage. She took a sidestep and arched her back, and as she left her original position, she held her iron staff in front of her in a defensive stance. At the same time, the knuckles of her left hand started to glow with magical sparks. "Who's there! You … You were standing at the entrance of the mercenary guild earlier? "
It was Hao Ren and the rest who had just walked in from the alley.
Even in the multiracial White Maple Leaf City, the group's presence was not small. Even excluding Lily's loud personality and Y 'zaks' good looks, there were four to five different races in the small group of nine, and it was rare to see such a diverse group with all sorts of equipment. That was probably why Rheia had an impression of them even though they were just standing at the entrance of the mercenary guild and she had only glanced at them.
"You still remember us?" Nangong Wuyue was a little surprised. "Not bad."
"You can't be a scholar if you have a bad memory." Rheia did not let her guard down. While she was arrogant, that did not mean she was careless. Come to think of it, she had just thrown a tantrum in front of the mercenary guild, and a group of mercenaries she had never seen in the city suddenly followed her and blocked her in the alley … It did not look good no matter how she looked at it.
As she tried to stall for time, she observed the group in front of her, trying to ascertain their intentions and personalities. They did not look too ferocious, at least in the average mercenary circle, they would be considered kind. Of course, that was excluding the big guy who looked like a hybrid giant. His face raised the ferocity of the whole group, and a bunch of saints standing next to him would look like a criminal gang.
Hao Ren of course knew that his method of appearance would inevitably arouse the suspicion and resistance of the target, but to avoid unnecessary attention, he had no choice but to follow the female mage to a secluded place before showing himself. His priority now was to clear up the misunderstanding and tension between the two sides.
So he turned to look at Nangong Sanba. This kind of negotiation should be left to the looks department, and it was time to show his face.
"Don't worry, we mean you no harm." Nangong Sanba was very tacit as he immediately put on his most approachable and reliable smile. It was a smile commonly seen on people selling fake medicine and physical therapy equipment. He spread his hands to show that he was unarmed and said slowly, "As you can see, we are a group of travelers who have just arrived in this city and are unfamiliar with the place. We were planning to go to the mercenary guild to have a look, but we did not expect to see you … verbally sparring with a group of heroes, so I am a little interested."
"Interested?" Rheia asked cautiously. The first half of the man's words matched with his attire, but whether the last sentence was true was up for debate. "In what way?"
"About your request," Hao Ren continued, "To be honest, we need money and an employer, so we are curious what your request is."
Of course, that was just an excuse. The real situation was that he needed to find a local as a breakthrough point to understand the situation in this world, but in a completely unfamiliar world, it was not easy to find a local and establish a relatively stable exchange of information.
Going to a place like the Mercenary Guild or a tavern was indeed a good choice, but the former obviously required a complete set of identity verification and registration procedures, while the latter required local currency and the ability to ramble on for an entire afternoon without knowing anything. Currency was easy to solve, but eloquence was a different story. There were many people in the team who were good at bullshitting, but gathering information and bullshitting were obviously not the same talent tree …
Under such circumstances, Rheia who popped out of nowhere became the perfect breakthrough point. She seemed to have a mission that required help, and she would not be able to find help through the proper channels …
Rheia looked suspiciously at Hao Ren and Nangong Sanba from head to toe. "My request? I don't know how much you saw today, but as long as you are not blind, you should be able to tell that almost no one … Fine, no one would be interested in my request, and you guys actually came along? Are you guys nuts? "
"Accepting a request through the proper channels is very troublesome." Nangong Sanba had already thought of a further explanation, and it was vague so that even if there were any deviations, Rheia could fill in the blanks herself.
"The proper channels …" Rheia took half a step back. "Wait a minute, don't tell me you guys … did something big and got disqualified? Or are you adventurers who have not even registered as a mercenary? "
"Ahem, we are obviously not bad guys." Nangong Sanba coughed dryly. "We just haven't registered yet. We came from a remote place, and we never thought of becoming mercenaries. But something happened along the way, and we really ran out of money, so we went to the mercenary guild to try our luck. "
"Not bad guys …" Rheia muttered doubtfully, and her eyes started to drift towards Y 'zaks.
Vivian sighed as she looked at Y 'zaks. "Big guy, why don't you wear a helmet the next time you come out?"
"… So you're blaming me?" Y 'zaks asked.
"Who cares, it doesn't matter even if we're undocumented!" At that moment, Rheia suddenly waved her hand rather boldly. "Besides you guys, I don't think I'll be able to get anyone else. That's it, you guys come with me!"
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