Chapter 127
Although demons and high-ranking priests have always been at the top of the world's combat power system, their numbers are extremely small, and for various reasons, the opportunities for them to help are mostly limited.
Therefore, many more people are needed to contribute to the stability of the world in this context in order to earn enough to make a living.
This kind of demanding work already had a high salary, and in the early days, jobs could only be given to people who contacted them, which was very troublesome.
So these people came together and became the Mercenary Guild, with a dedicated group of people responsible for taking on missions and then assigning them to suitable candidates.
If one has accumulated a certain amount of merit, then one can receive a salary simply by staying in the association, and only need to go on missions very occasionally. After all, operating in chaotic areas can have irreversible consequences for one's body, and it would be unwise to bother these guys with many complicated little tasks.
Conversely, newcomers are given many tasks that are not particularly difficult but focus on training and are primarily team-based.
These two representatives are Spider-Man and Deedris. In the morning, Deedris brought Spider-Man, covered in a robe, to the Mercenary Guild. Although Spider-Man caused trouble yesterday, few people could clearly see his face. If he were dressed a little more casually, normal people might not recognize him.
Furthermore, Deedri presented her guarantee for him; as one of the few who had ever hunted a dragon, she enjoyed a high reputation within the guild.
"Are these the missions?" the little spider muttered softly, looking at the yellow papers that covered a bulletin board.
He was surrounded by people, all of whom were strangers to each other, but they were all looking at these things and whispering.
On another note, if they are human, they are mostly muscular like human igloos, since they are dealing with monsters, which are difficult for normal people to handle.
There are monsters too, like this rabbit standing in front of the little spider. It's about waist-high, and it's holding a carrot. Its two ears droop down to its waist.
The Mercenary Guild is one of the few places that doesn't discriminate against monsters, because they don't care about their own stance; they just do what they're paid to do. Although it sounds like they don't distinguish between good and evil, the upper echelons are controlled by the Church, and the tasks they are given are vetted. To put it simply, these people don't care whether they are doing good or bad deeds, but only good deeds will appear before them. If they want to work for bad guys, they'll have to find another way.
The Church has always appreciated mercenaries, even encouraging those who haven't yet become high-ranking clergy to work for the Mercenary Guild. This is because there are countless smaller threats that haven't been eliminated by changing times, and there's a severe shortage of manpower for them; resolving these issues in this way is truly beneficial to both themselves and others. As people chosen by God, these individuals are very concerned about fulfilling their responsibilities.
He thought he could just choose one task from the list, or at least that's what Deedris said.
But thinking about it this way, it's really strange. I became a mercenary in just one day. It seems like I never even considered such a thing before.
"Your aura is strange. Are you a demon?" Suddenly, the rabbit in front turned around and asked the little spider.
"Yeah, I guess so." Spider-Man nodded; he didn't intend to hide it. He was just curious why this guy had called him that.
"We're planning to take on this mission, but we don't have enough manpower," the little rabbit said to the little spider. "We're willing to offer you one-tenth of the total reward. Would you like to join us?"
The little spider paused, scratched its head, and didn't know how to answer.
It wasn't that he felt the pay was too low, but he was a little unsure how to answer the question since it was the first time he'd been asked that.
"Is it too little?" Seeing his hesitant expression, the rabbit wiggled its ears and said, "Although I don't know who you are, judging from your badge, are you going to take on your first mission?"
The badge it refers to is a tool used by the Mercenary Guild to distinguish ranks. The rank is determined by the material, and the number of missions completed is recorded by the engravings on it.
Needless to say, the little spider just finished registering, so this thing is very clean.
“I just got it half an hour ago,” the little spider said after a pause, then noticed the badge hanging on the rabbit. It was silver, a very high grade, and had many patterns engraved on it.
"So for you, this mission is more like a perk. You don't need to do anything very dangerous. In most cases, you can just follow along, keep an eye on things, and do some safe things to get this amount." The rabbit took a piece of yellow paper off the table and showed it to him: "Three gold coins."
Although Spider-Man isn't in charge of money like Ark, he still knows that three gold coins are a lot.
"I don't know what I did..." Spider-Man was about to say when he was pushed out of the crowd and saw Deedri at the door.
The woman leaned against the door, not wearing her badge because she said it was lost. She wasn't wearing armor, just her usual beautiful robe. She looked completely out of place in this chaotic environment.
We shouldn't keep her waiting any longer; we should hurry.
“All you need to do is…” the rabbit squeezed out, but before she could speak, she saw the little spider turn its head and look at her very seriously, saying, “I agree, just let me know when we’re leaving.”
"Hmm? Newbie, I'm not happy with the tone of your voice." The rabbit was a little annoyed because the little spider's indifferent attitude annoyed him.
But Spider-Man didn't turn around because he saw a metal block about two meters long blocking Deedris's view from the doorway.
Spider-Man might have been calmer if that big guy hadn't brought his massive sword and heavy breathing closer to Deedris.
Everything alive could sense a dangerous aura emanating from the association, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose from within. This was especially true for those close to the little spider. Before the big guy could say anything, he was startled and retreated, gripping his greatsword and watching the approaching figure warily.
"I'm very sorry, sir. Although it's offensive, could you please find another place to sunbathe?" Spider-Man stood in front of Deedris, speaking in a cowardly tone.
If it weren't for that dangerous aura emanating from their bodies that sent chills down one's spine.
It was just a small thing, but it felt like a demon was standing there.
Fortunately, the commotion subsided when that guy left, and Spider-Man realized he had lost his composure and regained control of his aura, returning to a normal state.
The swordsmith taught him to conceal his aura, but he had only recently learned it and was not yet fully proficient in this skill.
I just felt inexplicably angry, or perhaps it shouldn't be called anger, but rather a feeling of being wronged.
The incident started because a big guy was standing in the wrong place, sunbathing.
Why? Just because he felt he had offended Deedri?
No, no, no, this shouldn't be happening. The little spider was a bit troubled, realizing that his current position was somewhat inappropriate. Deedley had told him that he should keep his distance from him here, because if people found out about their relationship, someone might cause him trouble.
But a simple thing made him feel uneasy, as if someone was trying to steal his prey from the internet.
"Hey, Spider-Man is actually angry with me? Does he have a crush on me?" Before he could even figure it out, he felt someone poking his face. He turned his head and saw Deedris smiling at him: "I'm so happy."
The little spider looked up at her and smiled, then understood what she had just said. Feeling a little hot on the face, it scratched it and looked away.
Have you finished choosing your tasks?
"Um."
"Let's go then, let's find somewhere to eat." Deedri remembered something and asked, "What mission did you take on?"
"Someone's looking for me, it seems they need my help." The little spider hesitated for a moment, then turned its head, trying to find the rabbit from before, but found nothing.
"Oh, a team? Good, that way you'll see what normal people do." Deedley pulled Spider-Man away, saying, "Come on, come on, I'm hungry."
......
The big guy wasn't the only one close to Spider-Man; the rabbit was too.
The rabbit was panting heavily and shrank under the table.
"Hey, hey, hey, you weren't this timid before!" A man scratched his head, looking at it helplessly. "What happened to you?"
It was wearing full light armor and carrying a long sword on its back, sitting there eating breakfast.
Although getting up at this time is a bit unfair to those who work hard, it's a miracle that I was able to get out of bed today after not going to bed until 3 a.m. last night.
The reason for delaying the departure by a day was that he needed to rest properly.
"That's a monster," the rabbit muttered softly.
"You're a monster too. Have you ever seen me afraid of you?" The man scratched his head and sighed, then took some corn from the plate next to him and handed it to him: "We don't have carrots, but we bought some really delicious corn."
"But that's a real monster!" The rabbit ignored the ear of corn, turned to him, and shouted, "It's a demon! It's definitely a demon!"
"Huh? But that guy doesn't have horns." He shook his head, indicating that he didn't quite believe it. "Besides, those guys should all be staying in the Land of the Dead. They shouldn't be thinking of coming here."
As the most stubborn of all monsters, the demon race has maintained an antagonistic relationship with humans while all other monsters are trying to get along with normal people.
Of course, it's still a show of weakness. Otherwise, the church wouldn't have allowed them to exist until now.
However, to normal people, those are monsters that hunt humans.
The church didn't bother with it; these guys had already stated their stance and wouldn't cause the church any trouble. Killing a human occasionally wasn't considered a loss by the church.
After all, for them, the loss was only that of a high-ranking priest. The deaths or other misdeeds of others were not matters that would affect the safety of the world.
"But there haven't been any requests from demons lately," the man said with some doubt. "If it were really a demon, it would have killed quite a few people by now, and the requests would have been posted long ago."
"I don't know," the rabbit said softly. "I regret inviting him to join us on this mission."
"Don't worry, don't worry, there are plenty of people in our team. Even if that guy is dangerous, we can work together to take him down and get a really good magic core."
At this point, his expression froze for a moment, then he pinched his chin and said, "Perhaps that magic core can help me get a better weapon."
"I advise you not to do that," the rabbit below whispered. "That thing is definitely not to be trifled with."
"Thanks for the reminder. I'll decide what to do based on the situation." He rubbed his temples and said, "Also, do you have any leads on this mission?"
The rabbit hesitated for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. After all, it's a calamity. As a monster, it's very difficult to deal with."
The creature was temporarily named the Ice Thunderfish because of its enormous shape, resembling an ice fish, and it was also wreathed in lightning.
It possesses all the characteristics of a difficult monster to deal with: a gigantic body, a hard-to-find magic core, and is predominantly elemental, meaning it is largely harmless even if destroyed elsewhere. It also occupies areas where movement is difficult and has the ability to alter the terrain.
As for why this thing needed to be eliminated? Because it happened to be located between two cities, causing many merchants to die on the road.
Therefore, this thing needs to be eliminated to make circulation safer.
"A monster on par with a dragon. If we can deal with that thing, we can finally upgrade our badges." The man paused, then kicked the rabbit and said, "You're up to no good. You want to use that newbie as bait, aren't you?"
The rabbit didn't answer; it just sat down below.
This stems from the results of a previous discussion.
This thing is in a dangerous area, and the prerequisite for eliminating it is to take it to a relatively safe place, otherwise many people cannot be on the field at the same time.
Therefore, someone needs to act as bait.
The last discussion didn't result in a final decision on who would be the right person to act as bait, and it ended on a sour note. That's why we're not having dinner together now.
Rabbit's first impression told her that the little spider was at least a fast runner, and although it was a newcomer, it was a monster. It should be able to complete the mission well.
If he survives, he will be paid as agreed.
But what if you die?
They came here to risk their lives, so they have no one to blame but themselves if they die.
"From another perspective, you've found a great collaborator." The man paused and said, "Don't worry, there won't be any surprises."
"I hope so," the rabbit muttered softly. "I really hope nothing unexpected happens."
"When have we ever been without an accident? You should be used to it by now."
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