What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

But he didn't care.

Early the next morning, Duomi was waiting on the roof before the sun rose.

"How come I can meet you at this time?!"

It's Froletis, and Domi is also wondering, why does this little girl like to go to the roof when she has nothing to do...

"It's okay for me to ask this question..."

He saw Afu holding breakfast bought from outside, a piece of freshly baked bread, and a cup of hot milk. This was probably her breakfast today.

In addition, she was not wearing a nightgown at home like last night, but a smart assassin's outfit when riding in a carriage.

"Are you leaving?" Domi asked, closing his eyes again.

"No, Albert is going to take the commission."

"Before the magic ruins are opened, a large amount of magic elements will gather, and the hibernating beasts and monsters will also wake up again. Now is a good time to accept the commission."

"You should be active around this town these days."

"That's it~"

Perhaps because they both like being on the roof, Afu doesn't dislike Domi very much. The previous dislike was just because this guy likes to lie, and now she doesn't object to talking to him.

"Where are you and that Mr. Youbo? Do you have any plans?"

Naturally, Menyou Pingzhi did not say a word from beginning to end. 47.

"This~"

"Get up in the morning and breathe in the fresh air, eat a hearty breakfast, and then exercise for a while. Then walk around the town, see the exotic customs, and take on some commissions when you have no money."

Afu rolled her eyes after hearing this, but it was quite cute.

"Are you here for adventure or travel?"

"Probably all, haha."

Perhaps because of what he heard, Afu's eyes occasionally fell on the ring given to him by Xia:

"Yes, how can people who can afford such a ring be like us..."

"What? Do you also want to get to know my fiancée? She is very cute~ but sometimes she can be fierce~"

"I never said that!"

Thanks to this wave of gags, the atmosphere between the two did not become too tense.

"Let's go, Albert and the others should be waiting for me."

"Well, please be safe~"

Not long after Afu left, 47 appeared on the roof like a ghost holding a paper bag, and handed breakfast to Duomi from inside.

"Thank you for your hard work47."

47 shook his head, maybe he didn't take this kind of trivial errands to heart.

So, the two of them sat on the roof, eating breakfast while looking at the busy people below, including shopkeepers, townspeople and adventurers.

These adventurers got ready early in the morning and rushed to receive high-quality commissions in the guild.

The so-called high-quality commissions are commissions that are not difficult and pay well. Who doesn’t want to be cheap?

Domi can understand, but has never experienced it.

After all, he was just there to experience the experience, and he had to accept commissions, which were of high difficulty and basically no one would choose them for a long time.

A situation like this will probably never happen again in this lifetime.

After eating breakfast and resting for a while, Duomi started today's exercise, trying his best to exercise his whole body.

When I sweated, I took a quick bath with water magic, and then put on slime gel clothes. It was very convenient and made my whole body refreshed.

Then he and 47 walked around every corner of the town in a good mood. Just as he told Afu, he wanted to see the exotic customs.

But after walking around, I found that except for some changes in the architectural style and the unique flavor of the food, it is basically the same as the one in the Lion Heart Empire.

Maybe it's because the distance is too close, maybe it's a different scene in the heart of the Northern Republic.

After finishing all this, it was just noon.

There was still a lot of time in the day, and he actually had nothing to do!

So I dragged 47 and squeezed into the crowded Adventurer's Guild.

Adventurer guilds in poor areas are basically the same as this one, a large flat-floor house with two floors at most.

He not only provides various services to adventurers, but also runs a tavern and catering part-time. His main focus is a multi-function.

There was a lot of people inside, and there was endless laughter from quarrels and dinners. The smell of malt wine and sweat mixed together, which was very unpleasant.

Even Domi didn't want to stay in such an environment for a moment longer.

Then he used overwhelming force to push away all the people crowded in front of the commission board.

"Hey kid! What are you doing?!"

"Don't you see what we are doing?"

Duomi was too lazy to talk to the rookie about first come, first served, fairness and unfairness, and said forcefully:

"It's so hard to choose a commission. Please, you guys are in the way."

"What are you talking about, bastard!"

There was a grumpy man who couldn't stand the tone on the spot.

First he was pushed so hard that he almost fell down, and now he was ridiculed by this bean sprout. It was hard for him to bear it.

He punched me directly: "Go back and let your mother teach you what respect is!"

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Duomi raised his hand casually and blocked the big man's fist. The black and white mask with a smiling face seemed to be silently mocking his overestimation.

"My mother never taught me that the strong need to respect the weak. Even if it is necessary, there is nothing about you that deserves me to do so."

Then he pressed his fingers hard...

click-

"what!!!!"

The crisp sound of bone cracking echoed in the silent guild, and the whole place was silent, except for the piercing scream of the big man.

Duomi pushed it, and the big man flew backwards until he was embedded in the stone wall and passed out.

All the adventurers looked at Domi as if they were seeing a monster, and then let him choose the commission at will.

Even 47 on the side couldn't help but pay attention to Duomi, but he couldn't tell what kind of expression he had.

Duomi stood in front of the commission board and took a quick glance at it. Finally, he randomly picked up the top one and walked to the counter and handed it to the waitress.

"Excuse me, I want to accept this commission. This is my nameplate."

"Uh... I'm sorry, exterminating the frost dragon is the top commission among B-levels. With your E-level, you can't accept it..."

Duomi didn't say anything, he just took out Ye Lu and inserted it on the counter with a clang, releasing all the pressure from his body, making everyone think that they were trapped in hell.

"...Ah! Okay, okay, hunting the Frost Yalong tribe entrenched in the mountains, right? I'll handle it for you right now!"

Carlos often told him that the rules are dead and alive. As long as you make a slight change in everything, others may readily agree to it.

"Carlos will never deceive me." Domi said secretly.

The waitress tremblingly handed the nameplate back to Duomi:

"At that time, please bring back a piece of Yalong's reverse scale as a voucher. Each piece of reverse scale can be exchanged for [-] Northern Shields. If the entire Yalong tribe is wiped out, we will give you an additional [-] Northern Shields."

After all, they are not the same country. The currency system of the Lion Heart Empire is copper eagle, silver wolf, golden dragon, while the northern country uses a simple northern shield, which is divided into banknotes and coins.

The coins are round and feature the coat of arms of the Northern Royal Family, while the banknotes come in a variety of denominations to accommodate even large transactions.

Ten thousand Northern Shields would be equivalent to one hundred golden dragons.

If Duomi remembers correctly, the tax rates between the two countries are about the same, and the fluctuation range will not be too large.

"Thank you."

Everyone watched Domi and 47 following him leave the guild before they dared to speak and take a deep breath.

Some even ran to the front desk and asked the name of the adventurer just now.

This is not something worth keeping secret.

"It's a code name, it seems to be called...Omen of Death, yes, it's called Omen of Death!"

In this way, the name Omen of Death became completely famous in this town.

With just one push, he knocked away a strong man who was three or four times older than him, but he was an archer carrying a longbow. He received the most difficult commission and used the lowest status of an E-class adventurer...

With such a wave of operations, it would be difficult not to become famous.

In the evening, the guild had lit candles, and the warm light embraced every returning adventurer.

The group of people from the 'Remote Turret' also returned with a full load of prey on their backs.

What they accepted this time was a commission to kill the demonized prairie dog in the potato field. There was no risk factor, and there was a large bounty from the farmer. It was a real 'high-quality commission'.

After entering the guild, they couldn't wait to go to the waitress to redeem their bounty.

While the waiter was counting, the team members heard someone at the next table talking about a legendary incident that happened at noon today.

It is said that a dwarf adventurer, less than 1.7 meters tall, blew 'Iron Fist Santos' into the wall with just one breath. There was indeed a human-shaped groove in the wall that had not yet been repaired...

And he also took on the most difficult commission - 'Destroy the Frost Dragon'.

"So powerful?! Then he should be a famous adventurer, right?"

"Hey... no, no, I've never heard of this name. His name is 'Death Omen'. He's just a newly minted E-class adventurer."

"E-class adventurer?! Then how did he receive a B-class commission?!"

"By threatening the staff, it is said that the coercion he exuded at that time was just like a prehistoric monster. It was so terrifying that no one dared to take a breath!"

"Tsk, tsk, you have such strong strength just after you debut. It's really scary."