"Recruiting a herbalist to deal with the poison of the Windbreaker Centipede Grass … I can't go, I know nothing about herbalism."
"Pathfinder, in charge of planning the route. It's best if you can lure the demon creatures away. Retired scouts are preferred." Mo Fan rubbed his chin as he pondered over the recruitment process. It seemed like he had no sense of direction at all, as he would not be able to follow any of them.
"Water Mage, at least two Elements in the Advanced Level. Interested parties can talk face to face. You can pay a commission in advance."
"Seriously? I finally made it here. I was planning to show off. Why can't they give me a chance?"
Mo Fan began to have a headache. Most of the people recruited had special talents. Someone like him, who was purely a hired thug, was not very popular.
On second thought, it made sense. Most of the people in the fortress were battlemages. If a team did not have enough fighters, they would not be willing to explore the place.
Mofan read the requirements one by one. He realized that even a Super Mage like him was struggling to find a job.
"Forget it, I'll just ask them to come to me instead of asking someone else," Mofan said.
…
There were a lot of people in the square. Most of them were gathered in small groups. Some were standing in neat rows like soldiers, while others were chatting casually in groups. However, they were all paying attention to the messages on the square.
Most of the hunters and mercenaries wanted to take on such an easy job. It all came down to who was faster. After all, many employers would not seriously choose a team to carry out a bounty after they had posted a bounty. Some high-level hunters would even distribute some small broth to other teams when they were preparing for a big bounty.
Some teams would even arrange for someone to be in charge of collecting information, such as scrolls. That being said, not every Hunter or team had the funds to hire a professional like that. Most of the time, they would only ask the Hunter Mistress in the Hunter Hall for a one-time payment.
"The strongest Battle Mage of the Stronghold, looking for a team to head to Martial Enlightenment Ancient City. They need to have a deep understanding of Martial Enlightenment Ancient City … Wow, which inexperienced idiot is this? He actually dares to say that he's the strongest Battle Mage of the Stronghold. Who published this information? I, Fang Xiong, will be the first to disagree!"
"Hehe, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. He dares to say such words. He doesn't have a brain at all. It would be strange if he could find the team." A man with glasses and a dark face sneered.
"Boss, our team just so happens to be lacking a fighter. This person seems to be quite strong. Should we pull him into our team?"
"Do you have a pig brain? This kind of person probably can't even find a team. If no one wants him, he's using such a boring marketing strategy."
"That makes sense."
…
Mo Fan was sitting on a bench with a straight posture and a serious expression. An expert should behave like an expert instead of crossing his legs like a hooligan. He had a cigarette in his mouth as he glanced at the graceful female Mages in the plaza.
Mo Fan was the one who published the information about the strongest Battle Mage.
He might be the strongest Battle Mage of the Stronghold, but he was actually the most impressive man in Feiniao City. Forbidden Mages had to abide by the Magic Convention, so Mo Fan believed that not many people below the Forbidden Mage level could defeat him.
Even if there were, they would be on par with one another. It would not be a problem for him to rank as the strongest Battle Mage.
"Strange, I already published the information, but not a single person came?" Mo Fan raised his head and fell into deep thought after glancing at the scrolling screen.
He waited for a while, but still, not a single team showed up. Mo Fan began to wonder if there was something wrong with the people of the Stronghold. He had clearly sold himself at a cheap price, so why was no one willing to take him along?
"Sister Ying, we've been in this stronghold for a few days now. Why haven't we set off yet? We clearly saw the Lightning Rainbow in the morning. This is a very rare opportunity." A young girl who appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen years old said in a clear voice.
The girl was only a few meters away from Mo Fan. Mo Fan could even smell the pleasant scent coming from her.
"We can't be reckless. Teacher told us to prioritize our safety. We can't enter Martial Enlightenment City before we find a strong Hunter Group to protect us." The girl referred to as Sister Ying was quite young. She was pretty and elegant, but there was a hint of pretentiousness between her brows.
Even though Mo Fan was not particularly good at judging people, he could easily tell that Sister Ying had only left the house a few times. She was only pretending to be unfriendly, just so she would not attract the attention of anyone with ulterior motives.
"But how can there be a Hunter Group with only female Hunters? At this rate, we won't be able to leave for half a month," said the young girl with a pout.
"It's fine if there's a single female Hunter who's stronger. Teacher told us that if we want to hire a guardian, we must hire a female."
"Aiya, this is so troublesome. It's not our first time leaving the Stronghold. How can we not know who's a bad guy and who's a good guy?"
"Then why don't you tell us who's a good guy and who's a bad guy in this square?" asked Sister Ying.
The girl's eyes immediately lit up. She immediately pointed at a man with a scar on his face who was passing by more than ten meters away, "That's a bad guy, Scar Face, extremely vicious."
Soon after, the girl discovered a gentle and refined man. He was fair and handsome, with a head of wild and unruly long hair that gave off a very neat and tidy appearance. The standard hunter's uniform on him actually gave off a noble aura.
"That, that's a good guy," said the girl hurriedly. The young girl hurriedly said. Moreover, after staring at the handsome man for a while, her cheeks actually became a bit rosy.
Sister Ying was so angry that she raised her hand and knocked the girl's forehead with the joint of her index finger. She scolded, "You're hopeless!"
Mo Fan had been paying attention to the two girls. It was not because they looked like goddesses, but because their dressing was very similar to the goddess he met in the temple.
Colorful headscarves, exquisite bamboo hats that blocked the sea breeze, and their cheeks were covered by the headscarves that hung down, only revealing their eyebrows, mouth, and nose. It was very difficult to see their faces. He wondered if it was a method that the local women used to guard against wolves when they were outside.
However, most of the time, men were extremely despicable creatures. The more they could only see a little, the more they would fantasize about it. The appearance covered by the headscarves and bamboo hats would often make people's hearts itch!
。 Bird Book Network m.
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