Chapter 25
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In the corner, two elderly people were drinking, and next to them, foreign travelers puffed cigarette smoke. The low-ranking soldiers, who occupied the wide table in the center, were already drunk.
Her eyes were drawn to the two elderly people sitting near the door.
They were a stocky man with an ax and a tall woman wearing leather armor.
She walked up to them.
“I'll buy you both a drink.”
Two pairs of eyes looked at her suspiciously.
She placed two gold coins on the table and ordered a beer.
The woman smiled and tapped the gold coins.
“You know how to talk to a mercenary. I thought you were a rich wife from somewhere. Are you a business partner?”
“I got married and left work.”
I sat on an empty chair.
The man laughed.
“Why did you come all this way?”
Instead of answering, she took out her leather bag. They looked intently at the bag, which had changed color slightly.
I explained briefly.
“Urk's Nightmare Glands.”
Their smiles disappeared instantly. As if confused, they looked at each other, then at her, then at the bag.
“Did you catch him yourself?”
She nodded.
In fact, it didn't kill her, but it wasn't a complete lie. She was the one who took out the glands after Victor killed her.
The man frowned as he carefully examined the bag.
“She's right. Very fresh. How did you get it back?”
“Because I killed him on the plains last night.”
“Don't lie.”
“I'm not like that.”
The woman narrowed her eyes.
“I also saw goblins recently. They live in the mountains, so why did they come here?”
“That's what I wanted to ask. Why was the orc in such a place?”
There was silence for a moment.
I looked at them nervously.
Mercenaries know monsters better than anyone.
Large mercenary groups roamed all over the continent to prevent monster invasion and destruction, so they quickly absorbed the habits of monsters.
The saying “Ask a merchant to live in a good neighborhood, and a mercenary to live in a bad neighborhood” were not empty words.
After chatting for a while, the two opened up.
… “Indeed, there have been rumors of monsters behaving strangely for some time. Their numbers have also increased.”
“We met many on the way.”
Defenses along the border are said to have been weakened, but we do not know the details.
The woman added briefly.
“The Mercenary Corps is investigating.”
Omarion nodded.
If a mercenary unit was investigating this matter, they would look into the matter carefully.
The poison glands pushed towards them.
Thank you you can have it.”
“This is too much.”
“I don't need the money.”
“What?”
The woman laughed merrily, and drank it.
She drank her beer after clinking glasses with the two.
“What a…! If I had the skills to hunt orcs, I would be rich. You quit because you married a f*cking b*stard? "
“It's just... how...”
She hid her face behind her glass.
She couldn't say that her husband was the most famous knight in the empire, and that he was a great lord of a huge territory.
When he saw her blushing over nothing, the man shook his head.
“Once again, someone left the mercenary’s life because of love. This is something for the Mercenary King to lament.”
“No, is it possible to retire forever? Wasn’t the income good enough so I left? Is this it?”
The two laughed and joked about mercenaries. She nodded absentmindedly, occasionally sipping her beer.
The mercenary's petty tone reminded her of home.
She closed her eyes and swallowed the bitter beer.
She had to empty this cup so she could return to the inn.
Suddenly, a familiar interrupted the lively atmosphere of the bar.
“Marion!”
She turned her head reflexively.
Victor was standing there with his hands on his knees, catching his breath.
Her eyes widened.
“Uh, what are you doing here?”
“I was going to ask you the same thing. What are you doing here?”
He walked to her.
Victor had looked for her as soon as he washed his hair. A doe covered his forehead, making him appear smaller than usual.
He frowned and looked around.
“I panicked because you disappeared. The innkeeper said you must have come here. What's going on?”
“There's something I needed to know.”...
As she was speaking, she suddenly remembered the mercenaries sitting in front of her.
They were giving her a strange look.
“Is this your husband?”
As she nodded awkwardly, they stroked their chins, as if in thought.
"Is he really a face like that?"
“It's worth parting with a few gold coins.”
“Where did you get such a man? You haven't even traveled across the continent."
Omarion hurriedly got up from her seat, blushing.
Victor made an impression on them
He whispered under his breath.
What the hell is this?
Be careful, sister. If his wealth runs out, you have to run away.”
“It would be the same if he lost your beauty!”
“Let's go back, Victor!”
She hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled him away.
The drunken mercenaries burst out laughing loudly.
Victor narrowed his eyes as if he had something to say, but she forcefully pushed him out the door.
The woman shouted after them.
“Heh! We work as much as we get paid and we get a lot, so I will tell you when the investigation is over.”
I looked back.
The woman laughed.
“Your man is plump and strong. Where can I find someone like him?”
After a moment, she answered.
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