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Volume 11 Journey to Polovy: Chapter 11 Chapter [-] Caravan Departure

On the streets of Zhongtelu, large and small carriages are gathering here, and the bustling people are chatting loudly here, or they are driving their horses away, or they are unloading and recruiting people.

Different from the Wotava Commercial Street, which is oriented to the lives of ordinary people and residents, it is located on the streets of Zhongtelu, where traveling merchants from all over the world come. Peripheral areas with easy access.

There are various chambers of commerce gathered here, and the nearby mercenary union and adventurer camps also provide them with many escorts they need when traveling, and there are also quite a few hotels that provide resting accommodation for travelers who have traveled long distances.

Also because the personality habits of this type of people are relatively rough and savage, there are also a few pubs and restaurants that provide food for them, saving them from going to the more relaxed and leisurely places on the commercial street to make trouble.

"Hurry up and load the goods into the car. We will be leaving soon. If you delay the trip, you will have to spend an extra night in the wild with those monsters."

Harrington yelled at the workers who were carrying the goods, watching their movements with a look of obvious dissatisfaction on their faces.

Around him, other merchants were as busy as him, transporting the commodities that were their lifeblood to the carriages that were also their lifeblood.

"Hey, Uncle Harrington, today is busier than ever?"

Harrington turned his head, and the dissatisfaction on his face turned into surprise.

"Master Neil?! You came here so soon?"

Neil's smiling face suddenly became dissatisfied.

"What young master, I'm just an ordinary guard, do you understand?"

"Oh, yes, Neil."

Harrington immediately changed his words, and then looked up and down Neil, who was dressed in a brown light suit and a hoodie, in amazement.

"I have to say that you really can't see that you are a nobleman when you put on this outfit, but it is much more pleasing to the eye than those elegant and luxurious gentlemen."

"If my dad hadn't insisted on forcing me to wear those crumpled, tight tattered clothes, I'd love to wear them every day."

The way Neil pursed his lips made Harrington couldn't help but smile, and asked curiously.

"Speaking of you... why did you come so early, didn't Master Kyle tell you anything more?"

"After all, I'm a mercenary now, so I can't just come here in a hurry."

Neil shrugged and replied.

"And to be honest, the whole castle stood in a row to see me off. I couldn't stand it. I ran over after chatting with my family for a while."

"Tsk tsk, with your positive attitude, you are already much better than most mercenaries."

Harrington turned around and scolded the workers who were secretly relaxing, and then sighed helplessly.

"Okay, okay, don't compliment me, I came out just to not be a young master."

Neil waved his hand, signaling the other party to just treat him as an ordinary mercenary.

"If you insist so much, if something really offends you, don't wear small shoes for me in the future."

Harrington smiled and pointed to a group of people wearing armor and robes who were talking not far away, looking at the caravan and pointing from time to time.

"They are the adventurers we hired this time, you go and say hello to them first, and set off when the goods are all loaded."

Seeing that Harrington was also quite busy, Neil didn't continue to chat with him, and after waving his hand, he walked towards the adventurers.

After all, as a mercenary, the alert range when escorting a caravan must be confirmed in advance, otherwise everyone will rush forward when they see a threat, and it is easy to cause some of the carriages to be attacked and damaged.

"Hello, everyone. I am Neil, the adventurer hired by Uncle Harrington. Please take care of me on this journey."

Hmm... the reaction was a little colder than I expected...

Looking at the guards who all frowned because of his gesture of greeting, Neil's mouth twitched.

Hmm... The two eyes immediately became unfriendly, and the other two were surprised.Eh?Are the three adventurers over there a team? The relationship is closer than other members.

From their clothing and weapons, Neil can roughly tell their habits.

Four fighters who are good at close combat, two mages, and one...

Neil looked at the book in her arms and frowned.

Although the other party was wearing cloth armor that was more suitable for activities and melee combat, the book was more like something a mage would use, and she didn't seem to have any other weapons around her.

Could it be an elf envoy?But I didn't see any elves around her...

It seemed that Neil stayed in her line of sight for too long, she raised her head slightly, revealing her brown eyes from the long dark red hair covering her face.

It seems to be hated...

Her unfriendly gaze made Neil turn his head in embarrassment, and looked at the others.

While he was watching them, the guards were watching him.

It's just that unlike Neil, what they think in their hearts is actually surprisingly consistent.

He is not tall, with fair skin and tender cheeks, carrying a strange weapon like a knife, and what seems to be a folding stick.

A fledgling vegetable chicken.

"Hey, rookie, you've come to the wrong place."

With a knife pinned to his waist, one of the people who looked at him quite disliked just now spoke directly, his face full of bored emotions.

"Although it's just an escort mission, it's not like any child can run over to play."

"Harvey, don't be so mean, who didn't start as a rookie."

Another middle-aged man who seemed to be older and had some wrinkles on his face said with a smile, smoothing things over for Neil.

He also seemed to be the oldest among the guards, so his prestige was relatively high. The young guard named Harvey clicked his tongue lightly and turned his head away.

"Thank you, I'm Neil, uncle, you are..."

Neil walked up and stretched out his hand towards the middle-aged man.

"My name is Motley. I used to be a noble knight. After being dismissed, I am now a free mercenary."

It can be seen that his experience is indeed relatively rich, so the look in Neil's eyes is not so contemptuous, he just holds Neil's hand and shakes it, and looks at him curiously.

"Your name is Neil, right? It's your first time as a mercenary?"

"It's about the same. I'm just a fledgling. If there are any deficiencies, please ask the seniors to give me some pointers."

Neil nodded modestly, and the eyes of the other guards who saw his attitude became slightly better.

fledgling...

Motley still remembered that when he shook hands just now, although his hands were still immature, there were some calluses, which showed that he still had a lot of practice and practical experience.

Moreover, he secretly observed the eyes of other people just now, and the places where his eyes stayed were places where he could quickly understand the abilities of the other party.

He should be a descendant of a family who has specially trained his fighting skills. Because the status of an illegitimate child is not taken seriously, he must have come out to practice.

Thinking of this, Motley also put away the idea of ​​persuading the noble boy to go back, with a kind smile on his face.

"You came at the right time. We were just about to discuss the position of the guards. Now there are a total of 8 guards, which can be divided into four carriages."

"Hey, Motley, are you serious? Just divide a rookie into the team equally? Wouldn't the team with him suffer?"

Hearing what he said, Harvey immediately turned his head, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Yes, at least two people should be with him, right? Otherwise, who will be responsible if there is an accident?"

The blond man who Neil thought should be the leader of the three-person team also frowned, feeling that Motley's arrangement was inappropriate.

"Boy, looking at your weapon, you should be used to close combat, right?"

Like Harvey, another young man who looked at himself rather disliked stared at the blade behind him and asked.

"Uh... yes, what's wrong?"

Neil nodded subconsciously.

"Try your skills. If you can bear it, stay here. If you can't bear it, go home quickly. Don't make trouble for us."

He stood up from the ground, holding his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

This is really, a familiar routine...

Neil couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw the other people around who were not stopping him, but who were also a little curious.

So what should I do next?Crushed him and then others sent 666 to hug his thigh?

But the problem is that he doesn't know whether his level is high or low.

In this world, only angels and gods have a distinction between upper, middle and lower ranks, and there is no clear division of ranks at other times.

Therefore, fighting qi transforming into wings is so terrifying, it basically does not exist in this world.

The only ones I can fight against are Litton and a few knights in the family. Although my father has never met him, I probably won't be able to beat him.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you really just went out to say goodbye and then you were beaten back in a desperate manner?

Can I just bite the bullet and fight?

Neil silently put his hand on the handle of the knife behind him, praying in his heart.

You must be a little soldier used for leveling on the protagonist's road, otherwise Lao Tzu's future road will be cold at the beginning.

call out----

The sudden sound of breaking through the air made Neil pull out the blade reflexively, and then slashed in the direction he expected.

Snapped--

The purple magic bullet was split under the sharp blade, instantly exploded into a ball, and slowly dissipated in mid-air.

The others, who were stunned by the sudden attack, immediately put their hands on their weapons subconsciously, watching the woman holding the book silently retract her outstretched fingers.

"The response ability is qualified."

After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze back to her book, leaving only a few people looking at each other.

Magic Power Shooting is the simplest and most basic type of ancient magic. Since it is simply throwing magic power into a ball, it will only hit the opponent and will not cause much power.

But in such a sudden situation, this seemingly young child was able to hit the magic bullet with a single knife...

Feeling a little uncomfortable with the changing eyes of the people around him, Neil shrank his neck and asked the young man in front of him with the same strange expression.

"Is that... still playing?"

"......never mind."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and he sat back again.

Although the technical content of that move is not particularly high, it is not something that can be achieved through casual practice.

Naturally, the other guards could see this, so the contempt in their eyes when they looked at Neil was gone.

Although the form was different from what they expected, but anyway, they were willing to let themselves follow along.

Neil looked at the woman who shot suddenly, but she didn't seem to have any intention of talking to him, so he had no choice but to let it go and chat with other mercenaries.

Not long after, the caravan was assembled and began to move towards Yike City.

Volume 12 Journey to Borovie: Chapter 12 Chapter [-] Guard Members

"Why am I in the same group as you?"

One of the two who disliked Neil at first, a young man named Harvey looked at Neil sitting opposite him with a displeased face, and complained.

"Don't be so disgusted with me, whoever made the lottery decided like this."

Neil shrugged, changed to a slightly more comfortable position on the bumpy seat, and responded.

"Anyway, you kid, just don't hold back when the time comes. I have seen a lot of mercenaries who are strong and caught blind when they encounter problems. Don't lose the chain if you really encounter problems."

Harvey snorted coldly, but what he said made Neil look sideways slightly.

Could this guy be a tsundere?

"By the way, do you like flipping coins?"

The novelty of sitting in the carriage passed quickly, and there is no mobile phone in this world to kill time, and the caravan did not encounter any emergencies. Neil, who was free and had nothing to do, had to chat with Harvey Time to pass.

He really wanted to dig out that monster girl illustrated book and review it a few more times, but after all, it was still a forbidden book by the cult, and taking it out openly would only cause unnecessary trouble.

"Huh? Why am I flipping a coin?"

Harvey froze for a moment, and asked back angrily.

"Your name is Harvey, I'm sorry for your name without tossing a coin a few times. What's your full name?"