Green Monster Epic

After talking with Redel, Allen began to frequent Mansa City more often, inquiring about suitable tasks in the two taverns.

The Adventurers' Bar was conspicuously located in the South City. From afar, Allen could see a tall, spire-topped stone fortress-style building. Beneath the windows of the building's third floor, a large plaque hung in mid-air, with three bright red Common words: "Adventurers".

The flow of people on the way there was large, even somewhat noisy. Allen's size and height were particularly inconspicuous in the crowd. Looking up, he could always see the faces of tall ogres and trolls.

Knocking away a hand that reached into his chest, intending to do something unpleasant, Allen couldn't find the owner of the hand. He simply pretended it hadn't happened and finally entered the Adventurers' Bar.

The Adventurers' Bar was large in scale. The bright glass windows all around made the entire hall not as gloomy as the kobold taverns Allen had seen before, but rather very open and bright. The spacious hall was furnished with many tables and chairs, and many of them were already occupied. People sat, slowly sipping their mugs of malt wine while observing the faces of those entering the hall. In front of the south wall, facing the hall, a wide and long bar was placed with many wines and drinks behind it. A handsome human barman was wiping the bar with a gray-white rag.

A staircase on the east wall stretched upwards, leading directly to the second and third floors. However, the central area of the bar was completely empty. Even on the second and third floors, people could look down into the hall from the inner railings and see the countless wooden boards that were hung up like clothes on a clothesline using long ropes. A beam of bright light shone down from the hollow spire at the top, illuminating the contents of the wooden boards very clearly, which were various commission, item retrieval and other tasks.

"Seeking ten Glowbloom Flowers, price negotiable. Leave a message if interested, reply guaranteed within 1 day."

"Now hiring a team of 6 advanced professionals to go to Thornsfort. Those willing to go can report to this Chamber of Commerce, address XX..."

"The Mad Wolf Squad now needs a shield warrior to join. Monthly salary paid on time, including food and accommodation. Contact Scarred Wayne if interested."

"..."

Various tasks dazzled Allen, but few directly stated the reward, so Allen didn't know which task to accept after looking for a long time. His mercenary career was very short, only having incidentally taken on a **** Silver Caravan escort mission. And the reward that their tribe's 11 warriors received at that time was not high. It seemed to be more than 2,000 pounds of grain? Thinking about it now, the reward seemed to be worth less than ten gold coins, which was too cheap.

"Assassinate the Flame Devouring Dragon Figglas, reward 10,000 gold coins. Those who successfully assassinate only need to bring the Flame Devouring Dragon's head to the Thunder Tribe in the northern wilderness to receive the reward."

When Allen saw a task with a reward of 10,000 gold coins, he shook his head and gave up directly. Allen knew very well who the Flame Devouring Dragon was. At that time, it had a big fight with two kobold legends in his territory. Its power was so fierce that the current Allen couldn't provoke it.

"Seeking Starfall Iron, reward 1,000 gold coins. Those interested in selling can go to the Ironfire Smithy for detailed discussions."

Allen seemed to have heard the name Starfall Iron somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but he was sure that he definitely didn't have this thing.

"Seeking Void Spider Stomach, price negotiable, contact address Firelight Moon Inn, Gunfire Rose Mercenary Group."

Allen did have a Void Stomach, but it had now become an unremarkable backpack on his back. No one would have thought that it was a dimensional bag, and Allen would not sell it.

After looking around, Allen couldn't find a suitable task, so he had to bite the bullet and stick to the barman, putting on a smiling face and asking: "My friend, which tasks in this bar are worth taking?"

The human barman looked up and glanced at Allen. Seeing that he was just asking and had no other actions, he lowered his head and continued wiping his bar as if he hadn't heard what Allen said.

"Brother? Buddy?"

When Allen called again, the other party simply turned around to tidy up the wines and drinks behind the bar, directly treating Allen as air.

"..."

Allen was very embarrassed. He naturally knew that if he wanted to get information from the barman, he needed to tip or order some drinks to treat him. Only then would people pay attention to you. Unfortunately, Allen didn't have a penny on him now, and there was no way to give a tip. Helpless, Allen had to raise his head again and carefully check the task boards, hoping to find a suitable one.

"The City Guard has ordered the recruitment of 20 high-level combat professionals to go to Thunder Mountain, 200 miles northeast, to suppress the Screeching Eagle Plundering Group. Those willing to go can now report to the City Guard! !"

Suddenly, a jackalman wearing cast iron armor and holding a long spear walked into the tavern and shouted, immediately stirring up commotion among many people in the tavern. Although the commotion was not small, it didn't seem like many people were actually taking action. After hearing the shouts, Allen paid attention and observed. 4-5 figures quietly slipped out after the shouts. Most of the others remained seated in the tavern, as if the previous commotion was just a momentary thing.

Allen was also very tempted. His current strength had just reached the high-level, meeting the other party's requirements. And seeing someone taking action, the reward from the City Guard must be good, otherwise it wouldn't have moved the experienced people in this tavern.

Thinking of this, Allen immediately took action, following one of the people wearing a hat and carrying something wrapped on his back, out of the tavern, and slowly heading towards the center of Mansa City.

The closer to the city center, the less the flow of people, and the more city guards patrolling. On both sides of the surrounding roads, tall buildings rose from the ground, but the ground floor was not opened up and designed as shops. Instead, one or two flowerbeds were opened at the entrance, filled with various flowers, making the roads in the inner city very beautiful.

"What are you doing??"

The person Allen was following came to a remote alley and suddenly turned around and questioned Allen sternly.

"Hello, friend, I just don't know the way to the City Guard, so I'm following you, with no other malicious intent."

Allen put on what he thought was a friendly smile, took his hands away from his greatsword, and explained with harmless gestures.

The other party's voice sounded like anger, but when it reached Allen's ears, it still had a bit of a delicate and coquettish feeling. When the other party turned around to look at Allen, Allen suddenly discovered that a delicate human woman's face came into view.

"Hmph, don't have any crooked thoughts, otherwise you'll have a hard time!!"

The human woman was slender, and her curvy figure was much better-looking than the thick waist and fat buttocks of a bear goblin female, at least very much in line with the aesthetics of most races.

"Go straight to the end of this road, and you'll be at the City Guard!!"

Seeing that Allen didn't look like a villain, and after staring at Allen for a long time without finding any flaws, the other party gave up pursuing Allen's tracking, and instead pointed out the way to Allen, and then took another long way, apparently not wanting to have any more contact with Allen.

Allen shrugged, glanced indifferently at the back of the woman turning left, and then continued forward along the road pointed out by the other party.