Full-time insurance agent

Lan Ling, who was less than three feet three, sat and looked up at Fei Fei. He smiled interestingly, pointed with his fingers, and introduced: "The big green guy, Gramir, a third-level swordsman; the red-haired sissy Garak." , a third-level archer, and this Black Charcoal Pietro, a third-level thief."

After the introduction, Lan Ling, ignoring the ridicule of his companions, stood upright on the wooden chair, pinched his waist with one hand, and pointed at himself: "Don't call me Captain Lan Ling, please call me the great saint. After that, magic and The brilliance of the sword, Master Lan Ling, the second-level magic swordsman.”

After the great saint. Why don't you say you are the Queen of Gods, this blue goblin (the goblin is very short and ugly).

Feifei quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, the customer is the boss. I don’t know if there is a God in this world. The customers here are the gods. I hope I won’t incur divine punishment.

"Praise God, praise the great Lord Lan Ling. Sir, has your team received any commissions above level three recently? I don't know about your protection."

"Bao? What do you want to do, boy?"

Before Fei Fei finished speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by the third-level thief Black Charcoal Pietro, who also put a hand on his waist.

"Charcoal, let Xiao Feifan finish speaking, really."

"Xiao Fanfan, do you want to introduce the task to the Blue Spirit Team? Is it level three or above?"

Fei Fei's head felt very big, and the air in the spacious mercenary union hall felt dull.

Young gentleman, Xiao Feifan, Xiao Fanfan.

I used to call him Xiao Fanfan, but now I call him young gentleman. It seems to be the opposite.

Well, just like the extraordinarily tender-hearted old lady, she was also made blushing and heart-beating by Sister Linglong Lanling.

"Master Lan, uh, no, Master Ling. Master Smurf, I'm not entrusting you with a task, but this." Feifan was experienced after all. He frowned and took it into consideration.

"I'm here to bring you dinars."

Dinar, little money, who doesn’t like that? This is the biggest attraction for mercenaries.

Hearing the word "dinar", the eyes of the three people surrounding them instantly lit up, looking like shining dinars, silver coins, and gold coins.

The sound of "Duang" startled the four of them!

At some point, Lan Ling threw the two-handed ax that was placed next to the round table on the table.

With two slender arms, short fingers and thick palms, he threw the big ax on the big table with one hand.

Feifan gestured, how could such a big two-handed ax be picked up by Lan Ling's small hand?

Wait, aren't you a magic swordsman? What is the big steel ax? The magic axe?

Extraordinary Evil thought of some blueprints, but he quickly shook his head in denial.

"Send us dinars? The great god of war oracle: Gold coins can only be obtained by using your own two-handed sword!"

"I obtained it with my own hands, captain! It's not a two-handed sword, and these words are the oracle of the goddess of wisdom!" Garak, the red-haired archer, raised his hand to support Enonuo and said.

Lan Ling glared at the red-haired archer Garak. The other two garlics were more stable and did not argue with her.

He picked up the blue gauntlet on the table, folded his hands across his chest, and glanced outside at the sun that seemed to be at noon. The implication behind his words was that if you have something to say, speak quickly. My aunt is very busy.

Feifan smiled, casually pulled a chair over and sat down and said, "You may have misunderstood me. God said that there is no free lunch on the mainland."

"And as an insurance agent, I can best embody justice and fairness. Liars, that is the profession of goblins. Deception does not exist!"

Of course, as long as they are certified mercenaries, they will buy themselves a short-term and high-protection insurance contract from the local underwriters association when they are entrusted with tasks.

Lan Ling estimated that he had been to the Underwriters Association many times, but Feifan just arrived at the association not long ago and thought he was a liar, which led to a misunderstanding.

The final result of the misunderstanding was that the Blue Spirit Team went to have lunch together, and Feifan sat there dumbly, unable to say goodbye.

This order is yellow, MMP.

"You're stingy. No wonder. I'm not tall and no one wants me to be a mercenary." Feifan cursed and was about to go back for lunch. Jack, the trainee insurance officer, didn't know if he was busy at the association.

Standing up, stretching, and stretching his muscles, he suddenly felt a lot of invisible murderous aura gathering.

"Boy, what's wrong with being short? I'm a brave man from the highland dwarves. Let's duel!"

"Young insurance officer, is there any direct relationship between being stingy and being a mercenary? Do you want to stir up trouble in the mercenary union? Let's duel!"

"Woof woof woof" is the cry of a dog.

The invisible murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger, and the result was a heavy beating.

"These mercenaries are really capable of killing them. Fortunately, their robes are not torn, otherwise Priest Ladonna would be very sad."

Waking up and down, Feifan walked slowly toward the Underwriters Association with steps that seemed frivolous.

Just as he was about to walk through the corner of the street, Feifei was suddenly grabbed by an old man in black robe walking towards him.

"Young underwriter, please accept the blessing of an elder."

Fei Fei was startled again, he had no choice but to be timid.

However, when he saw that the person holding him was an old man in black robe, and there were passers-by on the street passing by from time to time, he became bolder.

He stood up straight, smoothed the folds of his robe, and said with his signature smile: "Dear elder, do you need help from a junior insurance practitioner?"

Sometimes things tend to have twists and turns, little surprises.

Just like what the priest taught Fei Fei in class, "When there are many choices in life, no matter how you choose, as long as you achieve the same goal in the end, not to mention the good or bad process, your heart's peace will be your hometown."

The old man in black robe stopped Fei Fei and was obviously surprised when Fei Fei said that he was a junior insurance company. Then he revealed that he was Miss Lan Ling's guardian, and was going to buy a guarantee contract for all four members of the Lan Ling team.

Because it was not a contract made by me personally, nor was it a blood relative.

Therefore, there are no big restrictions on the rules of this kind of guardianship insurance contract, but fairness and impartiality cannot be blasphemed because it is endorsed by the God of Contract.

"Under the witness of the great God of Contract, I would like to devoutly bless the Blue Spirit Team: they will receive the blessings of the gods when they suffer from difficulties, dangers and diseases! The time is set to three months!"

Feifan pretended to reach into his robe and took out a contract book from the contract space. After thinking for a while, he took out 4 contracts and wrote the corresponding names of the Blue Spirit Team on each contract book.

Fei Feifan thought that what he did was very secretive, but in fact, it had already been seen by the old man in black robe.

"1,000 dinars, security deposit for each person."

Before Fei Fei could tell him the export price, the old man in black robe took out 4 gold coins from his robe's money bag and placed them gently in Fei Fei's hand.

"Praise God"

"You are truly a generous elder. May God bless you in your future journey."

Looking at the old man in black robe walking away, Fei Fei felt as free as a dream, but why was this dream so real?

When I was a child, I worked as an apprentice at the Baron's Mansion. I occasionally heard gossip about how the Underwriters Association was so rich, but now I have a personal experience of it.

4 gold coins 4000 dinars

In three months, if an accident occurs to the Blue Spirit Team, the Underwriters Association will be responsible.

If the Blue Spirit team gets sick collectively, the Underwriters Association will be responsible.

Of course, if the Blue Spirit Team is alive and kicking after three months, then the 4,000 dinars will belong to the Underwriters Association.

Some people use money and equipment, while others are greedy for money and magic crystals.

God's dinar, you try it. God may be tired or ignore it, but God cannot be blasphemed.

With a contract with the soul as the medium, as long as you don't leave this world, someone will always get the compensation.

The key is the 4-point insurance contract, 4 copies. If you didn't pay attention at the time, it might just be an insurance contract for 4 silver coins.

"I hope the priest won't blame me for wasting a blank contract after seeing it."

With less than half of the task completed, Fei Fei returned to the association happily.

Before entering the door, a golden light suddenly flashed through the slit in the sewer on the roadside.

"By the grace of God, a gold coin"

This is truly a double blessing. He leaned down, pretended to adjust his boots, and got up.

A yellow and fat gold coin danced back and forth between Fei Fei's fingers, and then came to the association hall and shouted:

"Hi, Mr. Fal Jack, what's for lunch?"

no one.

Without Jack in the front room, Priest Ladonna usually only receives some real gentlemen and brave men in the back court.

When Fei Fei came to the back courtyard, he didn't bother to pat off the traces on his clothes. He smelled the aroma of rice and ran into the restaurant, came to the dining table and nailed himself to the chair.

After the pre-meal prayer, Priest Ladonna frowned, took the rye bread, dipped it in the coarse salt in the small plate, and chewed it.

"Cough cough cough"

I don't know whether it was because I had too much salt or because the black bread irritated my throat. It took me a while and a few tablespoons of butter soup to calm me down.

"Extraordinary, Jack, my children. I'm going to Yorkshire to report some things to the Bishop. During the two days I'm not here, you should take a good look at the affairs of the association. On the third floor of the basement, I will tell you as soon as you arrive. You can’t go in, do you understand?”

"Well, the main thing is don't forget to take care of the garden!"

"If I find out that you are lazy, I will deprive you both of the right to eat white bread and broth and cancel the desserts."

Watching the priest set off before sunset, he could arrive at the Earl of Connor early the next morning and take the airship to fly to the Grand Duke of York.

Only the territory of the Grand Duke can be called a county.

He has a big black beard and black sword-shaped eyebrows, but he has long, snow-white hair.

The priest is also a person with a story. What kind of difficulties and setbacks caused the priest to grow old overnight?

"Fei Fei, do you think the priest is really 50 years old?" Jack asked.

"50 years old? Are you kidding me? The beard is 30 at most, the eyebrows are 40, and the hair is 60? Oh, no, at least 80, right?"

Fei Fei and Jack watched the priest go away.

"Holy Thief" Gu Lie and Francis watched Feifan and Jack turn around.

"Boss, Francis saw the young insuranceman pick up the gold coin with his own eyes!"