Fairy’s Box

Frank, East County.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt stench. Bones were mixed with rubble and piled up in the ruins. Several numb-faced soldiers turned over the bones and rubble, trying to find the property buried by the rubble.

On the ruins of a villa, a female warrior with a beautiful face and short curly hair was kneeling on the dirt floor with her face covered. On the ground beside her, there was a dark yellow cane and two Fragmented corpse pieced together from bones.

Next to the female warrior stood a burly male warrior with two scars on his face that went deep into his bones, making this man, who was originally kind-hearted, look a little weird and hideous.

"Dad... Mom..."

The female soldier's gaze passed between her fingers and stayed on the worn cane, crying and weeping.

Seeing her crying sadly, the male warrior couldn't help lowering his body, slowly pressing his rough palm on the other's trembling shoulder, and comforting softly:

"Claire...I'm sorry."

"Edith, please give me a little more time, I will be well soon, please..."

Claire made a cat-like sound and covered her face tightly, trying to stop the tears from overflowing her eyes, but she couldn't stop it.

"It's okay, I can wait for you."

Edith shook his head, turned around and forgot to take a look at the gloomy sky, and said in a deep voice, "Rosevia's Northern Legion has helped us suppress the demonic disaster, and everything will be fine, trust me."

"But our home is gone."

Claire let go of her hands excitedly, looked at each other with tears in her eyes, and said excitedly, "The kingdom is bankrupt, our jobs are gone... nothing..."

"calm down."

The man frowned, and after a long time, he said with a sigh: "Maybe we can go to another country to have a good luck, third-order warriors with war marks, are you afraid that they will not find a good job?"

"..."

The female warrior was silent for a moment, and after seeing the broken corpse on the ground, two tears slid down her cheek: "Maybe you are right, I don't want to stay here anymore, this land will only give me nightmares. Again and again."

"Yes." Edith put his hands on her shoulders and said softly:

"Forget it all, we can start over."

"But where can we go? Demons are breaking out all over the world now." Claire took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears, and said in a choked voice.

"We can go to Rosevia. This country has the largest demonic disaster, but it can be contained as soon as possible. It is definitely safer than staying in Frank." The male soldier stroked his wife's soft short hair and looked at her with pity. .

"This is indeed a good idea, but how should we get there?" The female warrior asked with a startled expression and hesitant expression on her face.

"I have a friend who often takes business in this area. He should have a way."

Edith patted her on the shoulder, looking at the corpses on the ground, as if afraid of irritating his wife, and said softly: "Let's bury the bones of your father and mother first, and take them together, okay?"

She bit her lip and nodded calmly:

"Um."

...

The two of them carried the wooden box containing the corpses of their parents and walked quickly to the rough black stone slab. The stench of blood was slowly flowing like a paste in the ditches on both sides of the road. Various cracks.

Due to the large number of construction projects, the air was filled with smoke and dust, which made it difficult to see the signs in front of the shops thirty yards away.

Edith and Claire's dress and behavior are not conspicuous, because there are too many people like them, and the whole Frank, including the royal family, almost every household has died from the evil disaster.

When they saw an old building with many people coming and going back and forth, Edith knew that the destination was coming, and the expressions of worry or joy made him recognize the place at a glance.

It was a small two-storey building facing the street. All the windows were drawn with black curtains. When they got closer, Edith could see the sign on the top of the gate - a car with a sword on its back. The carriage, with the name of the store written on the side: Mercenary Transit Station.

It's a neat and succinct name. Claire thought silently.

The two walked out of the store one after the other. Edith waved and greeted the guards inside, then walked through the crowded hall and walked straight to the corridor inside.

dong dong dong——!

He deliberately hammered the wooden door marked "Manager's Room" as if to smash it.

"Bastard Edith, when I heard such a stupid knock on the door, I knew it was you bastard! Tap tap, I've repaired the door three times this year!" There were scolding and hurried voices from the door. footsteps.

The door opened, and Edith took his wife's little hand and strode into the room.

"Edith, have you finally figured it out? I've said it a long time ago, at your level, staying in Frank is absolutely burying talents. Tell me, where do you want to go, friends, I'll give you a 20% discount ."

A short man with a pipe in his mouth climbed back to his seat, noticed Claire behind the soldier, and hurriedly tidied up his clothes, showing a serious expression:

"This is your wife, Claire, welcome."

"I want to go to Roussevia with my wife, can you arrange it?" Edith glanced at his wife and said calmly.

The other party exhaled a smoke ring and glanced at Claire again:

"Sixty thousand fabrics."

"If I had so much money, would I still come to you?" He stared at each other with a half-smile.

"Okay, just kidding. But your luck is really good this time. I have several options for you to choose from."

The dwarf opened the drawer, took out three documents with difficulty, and spread them out on the table:

"The first one is the official immigration book of Roservia. The two of you are just within the scope of immigration. You only need to join the Foreign Legion for five years before you can get citizenship. Of course, your hometown is in several hard-hit cities Province."

Edith and Claire looked at each other and walked directly to the second document.

While the two read the contents of the document silently, the other party explained enthusiastically: "This is an employment letter from the province of Markmoke, mainly to find someone to destroy the remaining monsters that may exist, and catch a bounty of 5,000, but it's good to make a fortune. Chance."

"Anything else?" He shook his head in disappointment and put down the document in his hand.

"The last one should be the best. It is the recruitment letter of the professional legion in the Celtic province. The second-order soldier can get five hundred acres of arable land after serving, and there are plant monsters who will take care of the land. The price is lifelong service, but if If you don’t want to serve for a long time, you can also discount the land.”