Thousand Blades of Death

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When Anz responded casually, the drink came.

"Don't mind me, you drink it. It's so weird that neither person drinks."

Because in the kingdom is used to life without taking off the helmet, Anz completely forgot that it was unnatural for the drink to be delivered without taking off the helmet, he said calmly.

Ma Yuan nodded and took a sip of the glass, which tasted good.

"What are your plans recently?"

"In short, I plan to visit the Imperial Capital for two days. I heard that the Central Market has a rich variety of goods, which is quite amazing. It is very interesting to just walk around. Then come to the North Market, I heard that it is mainly selling magic props. Market, adventurers often go shopping."

The information in this regard is provided by the "eight fingers" dominated by Anz. They also provided a lot of information about the underground world, but Anz himself did not intend to intervene in that aspect, so the information was all casually read.

"Almost go to the Adventurer’s Union on the third day. If you can, I would like to meet the Empire’s steel-level adventurers, but if there is no way, I will take a short-term simple job and sell a good reputation. According to the reservation , It would be nice if I could leave here within seven days. Do you have any suggestions?"

Ma Yuan had no objection.

The emperors are the crystallization of imperial power. There are many breathtaking scenes here. One of them is that most people who come to the imperial capital will be surprised. That is-almost all roads are paved with brick or stone.

This is not visible in the neighboring countries-except for the more advanced teaching countries than here. Of course, not all cities in the entire empire have such equipment. Even so, as long as you see the emperor, you will know the great potential of the empire, which greatly admired the diplomats of the neighboring countries.

Especially the central road. It is directly connected to the highway and is a avenue of the imperial capital. Just like a normal road, the center is for carriages or horses, and the sides are sidewalks.

The difference is that a small guardrail is set at the boundary between the road and the sidewalk, and there is a height difference to ensure pedestrian safety. Street lights were erected on both sides of the road, which would illuminate magic light at night. There are also many knights patrolling to pay attention to surrounding security and so on.

On this road to the best security in the empire, a man with a hip-smile smile hummed happily and walked lightly.

The height of the man is about 175 cm. Is it about twenty years old?

Blond and healthy skin tone, this kind of appearance of men is not uncommon in the Empire.

He doesn't look beautiful, he has an average appearance that is easily buried in the masses, but vaguely exudes an attractive charm. It seemed to come from the cheerful smile on the face, but also from the generous and confident manners.

Every time he swings his hands and feet, under the fine clothes that are clean and free of stains, there is a subtle sound of chains rubbing against each other. Those with a sharp response should be able to hear the sound of chain mail shirts.

A sword is worn on the left and right sides of the waist, about the same length as the dagger. The grip part is completely covered with armor. The scabbard is not a delicate item, but at least it does not look cheap. On the back of the waist hang the mace for beating, and the armor piercing sword.

Carrying one or two weapons is a matter of course in this world. But few people will prepare three kinds of attacking methods at the same time: thrusting, slashing and beating.

People with knowledge will regard him as an adventurer. A more knowledgeable person will surely find that there is no sign on his neck that the adventurer usually wears, and the real identity he sees through is "worker".

Workers refer to a group of people who are out of the ranks of adventurers.

The job of the adventurer is undertaken and investigated by the union, and then assigned to the adventurer of the appropriate level. In other words, if the nature of a job is justified, the union will investigate it from the beginning. Therefore, the union will refuse dangerous work-threatening citizens' safety or crime-related behavior. Depending on the situation, sometimes even enemies with the client. For example, the work of collecting drug raw material plants, the union will try its best to stop it.

There are also jobs that disrupt the balance of the ecosystem, and unions will reject them. For example, trade unions will never actively kill monsters that stand at the apex of a forest ecosystem. This is to avoid killing it and causing the ecosystem to become unbalanced, causing other monsters to leave the forest. Of course, if the monster at the top of the ecosystem leaves the forest by itself and violates the human life circle, that is another matter.

In other words, the adventurer is a bit like a partner of justice.

It's just that the impossibility of driving the world is always beautiful.

It is conceivable that some people are willing to do dangerous work for the benefit of money. Some people simply like to slaughter monsters.

These people-people who do not pursue the bright side as adventurers, but long for the dark side, are a group of people who are out of the ranks of adventurers. People laughed and warned, calling these people workers.

However, if all workers are of this sort, it is not so.

For example, a teenager in a village was seriously injured, and an adventurer who accidentally visited the village used healing magic to heal the teenager for free, right or wrong?

The answer is wrong.

The union stipulates that adventurers must charge a public fee and cannot use healing magic for free.

In general, healing magic is the responsibility of the temple, and patients must donate to ask the temple to cast spells. If the adventurer ignores this point for free treatment, he will steal the rice bowl of the temple.

To this end, the shrine made a strong statement to the adventurer’s union, demanding that the union prohibit such behavior.

If you cannot accept this regulation, you can only become a worker.

This sounds like a shrine to the temple, but it is precisely because of the use of magic to gain money that the temple can serve people purely without interfering with politics. Moreover, the cultivation of priests, the extermination of the undead, and the development of new kinds of healing magic, so that people can live happier and safer, all have to rely on these donations.

If adventurers use healing magic for free, the temple may become more secular, and the idea will gradually deteriorate.

Everything has two sides, and workers are no exception. It is precisely because they sometimes capture organisms for the sake of money that they can make cheap medicines and benefit people.

The face of the man in the worker's line, Hekron Tammat, smiled softly.

The Imperial Capital North Market is as vibrant as ever. However, since few ordinary people come here to buy things, it is not like a crowded central market, where you can walk around the street vendors without bumping into people.

The relaxed attitude is as if there is no word of caution in the mind, because there are no pickpockets or robbers in the North Market-perhaps this is the best place for security in the entire emperor. ,, ..

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