Night Crow Master

As a county town, the county town of Philek is ranked among the top counties in terms of size.

It's just a bit worse than Marquis County City.

In a quaint silver-gray pub.

Wow

Mary stood up from the barrel, and water dripped from her body that was not plump but graceful.

It flows from the chest to the waistcoat line, and then drops down onto the water, in a steaming wooden barrel.

"Um~ really comfortable~"

She akimbo her waist comfortably, her eyes fall on the waistcoat line of her abdomen, and her abdomen muscles are slightly tightened, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles are clearly outlined.

Relax the muscles, the muscle lines of the abdomen disappear and return to the wonderful vest line.

"Can't slack off yet~" She rubbed her shoulders.

Lifting her feet, Mary walked out of the barrel, picked up the towel from the table next to her, wiped her body, and wrapped her head with another towel so that the towel could absorb the moisture in her hair.

Putting on close-fitting clothes, I took out the red pearls that were used to warm the water in the wooden barrel.

"Let's go to the Mercenary Guild to take a look. Maybe you can receive a task that doesn't have to run too far."

Muttered to herself, Mary got dressed and left the tavern.

...

Mercenary Guild.

Compared with the mercenary guilds in other places, the mercenary guild in Filek County, because of the president's personal interests, the decorations in the mercenary guild are also very luxurious, soft and bright.

All kinds of beautiful crystal jewelry are inlaid on high places, and huge landscape oil paintings are hung on the surrounding walls, occupying all the walls except the taskbar.

And patches of rose red carpet occupy most of the ground.

The mercenaries who stayed in the mercenary guild stepped on it cautiously, and the soft and silent feedback made them more careful.

This piece was supposed to be a place where the mercenaries talked loudly, because of this decoration, the mercenaries could not help but lower their voices.

Except for some rough people, most people become more "in line with the atmosphere" in such a scene.

"Count Filek seems to be ready to start another war after the end of the winter, eh, for the territory?"

"Sure, it's already commonplace. If there hadn't been Winter, the war had already begun."

"Yes...Wait, Master Mary is here—"

"Where?"

Not long after Mary walked into the guild, the other mercenaries, both men and women, came over and talked to her cordially with a smile.

And Mary also smiled and responded familiarly to everyone.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in black came over:

"Lord Mary, do you want to accept the commission?"

He is the director here, Kerbers.

In the winter, there were very few mercenaries, and an apocalyptic mercenary came here to accept the commission, which was really helpful.

However, the president is not in the guild now.

Vice President Coral also went out, as if he ran out after finding any information.

"Yes." Mary smiled. "As long as the payment is right, I can consider it."

Soon after leaving Susha Town, her strength was improved and she was successfully promoted to a high position.

But last month, she unknowingly entered a strange ruin and obtained a strange thing.

At this moment, a voice rang in her heart:

"I'm not surprised~ Miss."

The sound is inorganic, like a machine, but the ups and downs of the voice have a feminine feel.

Mary's eyes moved slightly down to her chest. Inside her clothes, a red bead like a pearl was hung by a metal chain around her neck.

"With all due respect, miss, your **** are not predictable enough. It is unrealistic to rely on **** to hide my existence. Moreover, the performance of flesh-and-blood shielding perception is much worse than that of materials specifically shielding perception."

"And, miss, I think that although the pearl produced by disguising me as a flame mussel is a good disguise method, the pearl of the flame mussel will continuously gather the surrounding fire elements, automatically heat up, and the temperature is enough to make the fleshy composition of ordinary creatures. It’s not reasonable to wear it on the chest."

An inorganic voice rang in Mary's head.

"..." Mary was silent.

Last month, after entering the inexplicable ruins, this strange person, no, strange magic items, stuck to her side.

"Miss, what needs to be corrected is that it is not a strange place, but a part of the Soul Research Tower of the Glory Empire, because three thousand years ago, someone broke into the Soul Research Tower that was being repaired and tried to repair the damaged area with poor alchemy skills without authorization. This led to conflict, so the magic doll carrying the soul research tower malfunctioned and many parts and items were missing."

"The area the lady met was one of the lost test areas, and the items kept inside were me."

"Armor Life Magic Puppet 0874."

"..." I know this, you have said it again, but I can't remember.

"By the way, miss, I have a lot of opinions on the renaming of'Baches'. Can you tell me why it is named according to what grammatical rules?"

"..." How can I answer you! How would I know? The name that popped up when I touched you.

"Can you explain it with sudden inspiration? Miss, inspiration also has a source. Please tell me the associations before and after when I named this name..."

"..." I really don't know! Where will I remember what I was thinking?

Mary was a little crazy, even if she was dealing with a hundred mercenaries at the same time, she was not as tired as dealing with Bayliss!

"Miss..."

"Baqisi, please be quiet first." Although Mary didn't like the order, but Mary, who was too helpless by Baiqisi's words, could only choose this way to clean herself.

And after hearing her order, Bayis closed her mouth immediately and did not continue to speak.

"Ugh......"

Mary sighed.

There is no doubt that Baqisi has helped her. It is Baqisi's help that he can quickly promote to Apocalypse without any hidden dangers within a month of just being promoted to a high position.

Everything is good, but the way of speaking is too strange.

At this time, Kerbers's voice sounded again:

"Master Mary? Master Mary?"

The director looked at Mary who was silent and asked nervously.

Lord Mary is an apocalypse, and the strength gap between the apocalypse-level and the apprentice-level requires him to be respected.

"Ah..." Mary smiled after she came back to her senses, prevarication, "I just think that Winter has brought a lot of trouble."

"It's true." Kerbers nodded, but he felt the same way. Winter brought a lot of trouble to other forces, and the Mercenary Guild did the same.

Only high-ranking professionals dare to pass through the wild where heavy snow may occur at all times.

And even high-level professionals may encounter danger.

Many mission commissions have stalled. Whether it is commissions such as hunting monsters, hunting wanted criminals, or escorting, there are very few mercenaries who accept commissions, and most of them plan to take a good rest in the winter.

Winter will not end until three or six months later, and everything will be restored at that time.

However, in the past few months, can the Mercenary Guild in the Kingdom of Allen stop functioning?

"Master Mary, one of the commissioned tasks was commissioned by the Apocalypse mercenaries."

"What commission?"

"A mission of the **** type."

Kerbers respectfully said to Mary: "Specifically, you can listen to the client's introduction."

He turned his head and looked to the other side: "Mr. Rogo!"

On the other side, an elegant young man who was talking with a few mercenaries who looked like bards, looked at several people under the reminder of those around him.

Seeming to understand something, he showed a dazed expression, then waved goodbye politely with the others, and walked towards Mary and others.

When he was walking, Mr. Rogo put his arm on his chest, and when he came to a few meters in front of a few people, he bowed and saluted——

"This is Lord Mary? I'm Rogo."

He smiled and said to Mary: "I am the task trustee that the director said."

Mary was stunned. She met a lot of talkative people like this. She quickly reacted, with the reserved smile of a woman on the corner of her mouth, but without losing the mercenary's boldness:

"Does Mr. Rogo like music?" Mary smiled, and looked at the mercenaries dressed up as bards. "You and Buffy and Kenmen seem to be having a good chat?"

The councillor Kebos next to him looked at it with a smile.

Although Lord Mary is an apocalypse, she is more easygoing than any apocalypse he has ever seen.

She would remember the name of every mercenary she had talked to, even if it was just a sentence, she hadn't even spoken, just met a few times.

When she said the names of these people on certain occasions, she would more or less gain the favor and respect of the other party.

But this kind of easy-going did not make her lack the majesty that the strong should have. On the contrary, the other party has unimaginable pressure.

This is also the reason why she was able to establish a huge network in a short time.

Director Kerbers couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to join the mercenary group formed by this adult.

It's a pity that Lord Mary didn't form a mercenary group, nor does it seem to have the idea of ​​forming a mercenary group?

"What's wrong? Kerbers?" Mary smiled and blinked. "Don't Mr. Rogo like music?"

"I didn't mean that." Kerbers explained helplessly, "I don't know Mr. Rogo's preferences very well."

He turned the subject back to Rogo.

"No no no, I like music very much."

Rogo shrugged his shoulders and smiled:

"Music is a very beautiful art, especially..."

The surrounding mercenaries, listening to their conversation, mostly smiled, only one mercenary wrapped in a black robe without showing his face, his movements were slightly stagnant.