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"Big sister, why are you here? Didn't you be asked to stay at home obediently?"

One night later, not long after the sun rose in the morning, Feng Ao was wearing his usual clothes plus a light brown cloak to cover his whole body, walking on the street ready for business, observing the situation of the Kingdom of Swords today with bright green eyes.

As a result, just after turning a corner, he encountered Feng Ao's similar appearance, but his clothes were revealing, his limbs were exposed without any cover, and even his stomach was clearly visible.

The words that made Feng Ao feel a headache as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Wake up so early?"

Feng Ao thought that the clothes he was used to wearing should be difficult to recognize, but his sister seemed to have the ability to ignore the disguise and easily see through a lot of clothes.

But this is not the first time he has been seen through easily, what Feng Ao cares about is just curious that his sister will go out in the early morning.

"Well, when I returned to the room last night, I couldn't figure out what angle to strike to make the sword hilt more stable. As a result, I didn't have an answer until early morning, so I sneaked out to ask the master."

The character of rushing out the door whenever he thinks of it is indeed very suitable for this person.

"Your master is working hard."

"No, the old man sleeps in the morning, so I was still awake when I searched for it. Don't talk about this, sister, you still haven't answered my question?"

Feng Ao really wanted to turn around and dismiss this younger sister whose curiosity was hanging on her face and her eyes released the dangerous message of "seems to be interesting", but it was impossible to give up so easily.

"I'm going to a mercenary gathering place."

"Huh? I'll let it go, my sister will go to that place? Could it be that she wants to hire bodyguards?"

"Hurry up and go home."

"Hey, old sister, don't be like this. Don't look at me like this. I am very strong. If you encounter danger, I will definitely protect you."

As an ordinary person who aspired to become a craftsman since he was a child, and unlike Taozi who does not belong to the action department and has a certain degree of swordsmanship skills, his only advantage is probably that his arms are slightly stronger than others after regular exercise.

But facing this innocent, frank and eager to help her smile, Feng Ao really hesitated.

"You carry a long sword?"

Just as he was thinking about what reason to use to get rid of his dear sister, Feng Ao saw a simple sword sheath without even fine lines from the waist of the other party, and the top half was also without any lines, but had a basic shape of the hilt.

There is no half-finished product.

"This one? It's a long sword that was failed before and then processed, but it just needs a little tidying up, and it's a good sword."

As she said that, the younger sister looked at the hilt on her waist with an obsessed and intoxicated expression.

"Can I borrow it?"

"Huh? Why do you need weapons to go to the mercenaries?"

Despite this doubt, the younger sister still took the initiative to hand over the long sword to her elder sister, and stuck to her side like a follower.

Feng Ao knew that his sister was a very curious guy, so it would be more practical to give up dissuading her and pick up a weapon to protect her.

"Wait into the guild, stay away from me, and put this cloak on."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ao was extremely unwilling to take off the brown cloak for his sister's sake, and threw it on her body.

As soon as he took off his cloak, Feng Ao felt an unbearable feeling of strangeness, such as the disgusting feeling of being stared at by people all over the world, even though there were no eyes on him.

The two shuttled through several narrow streets full of mud and potholes, walked through the soft and rotten road made of mud, and finally arrived at a giant three-story building with a width of three meters in the northeast of Weil. wooden construction.

A building made of bricks, cement, and wood. Except for the gate on the first floor, there are many windows on the second floor and three ends where you can peep outside. Through the windows, you can also find many people inside with vigilant His sharp eyes fixed on Feng Ao who stopped outside the door.

The eyes full of danger are all focused on the body, Feng Ao's disgust has been completely filled in the heart, and the skin has even pimples.

The expression on his face didn't change much, but the subconscious action of putting his right hand on the hilt of the sword still betrayed the tension in his heart.

Compared to Feng Ao, the younger sister looked much more relaxed, with a smile on her face as she usually walks on the street, humming a song softly, not being disturbed by a bunch of gazes at all.

"You seem to come here a lot?"

"Yeah, I'm an old employer, right? Some materials are relatively rare, so you need to find mercenaries here to collect them."

"I see."

After the chat was over, Fuuuu decided to enter the wooden door and opened the wooden door, making a loud "Iso..." sharp friction sound. In the room where there was only sunlight barely maintaining the light, the eyes of more than [-] people suddenly crowded on Fuuuu.

Keeping his pupils still, he observed his surroundings with a limited picture, and quickly moved to the deepest part of this dark building—the front of the long wooden bulletin board.

The content and rewards of many different tasks are placed on it, and next to the various bulletin boards is a small wooden counter, on which sits a strong man with several scary scars on his face.

Wearing a gray white dress that only covered his chest and stomach, the lean muscles exposed on his arms exuded an explosive and brave aura, and there were shocking scars on his face.

Anyone would think that he is a swordsman who has experienced the battlefield.

"Is there any commission or do you want to accept some tasks?"

Holding a piece of paper made of tree bark and a white feather stained with ink for writing, he said to the two people who walked in front of him without even looking at Feng Ao.

The rough and deep voice further proves that the man is a swordsman who has been fighting for a long time, because the picture of the man performing clerical actions is weird, funny and unfamiliar.

I am afraid that I only took up this position in the last few days. After all, this kind of person standing at the counter "often dies because of dealing with different people."

"I'm here to ask someone."

The finger writing on the paper stopped moving, and raised his head slightly to look at Feng Ao who had no expression on his face.

"You have gone to the wrong place, this is not the Tracing Office."

"I want to entrust the task of finding people, the object is you, and the reward is this."

Feng Ao took out two rectangular heavy gold bars that shone with golden light from his trousers. The dazzling light attracted the eyes of everyone around him. Seeing the light that was comparable to the sun's rays, every mercenary salivated and released their hunger and thirst.

It is far more than the value of the general currency value, and the gold bullion can be used in every country, so it is an item with incomparably huge value.

The two gold nuggets thrown by Feng Ao are likely to be a huge amount of money that a mercenary will not be able to earn in a lifetime.

The younger sister who was staying next to her was also wide-eyed in surprise, but it wasn't because she was surprised by the sudden throw of such an amazing item, but because her sister would throw such a "delicious bait" for this mercenary guild.

"It turns out that you are a nobleman. I don't know what you want to ask?"

The indifferent face full of scars barely squeezed out a smile, probably because there were too few smiles, and even the cracking sound of "click" was heard when the cheek muscles were squeezed.

"I want to obtain information that has not been released here."

In order to avoid causing panic, Feng Ao especially lowered his volume, believing in his heart that this matter can go smoothly.

Unexpectedly, the man immediately stopped smiling when he heard this sensitive word.

"Three pieces of gold."

"What does it mean?"

"You are paid too little."

Staring closely at the man's eyes, froze for about three seconds, Feng Ao took out the third piece of gold from his pants again as if giving up.

"Elder sister, why are you running around with a pile of gold nuggets on you?"

"Quiet."

When the third piece of gold was put down, the mercenaries around him all started to scream.

Feng Ao's bright green eyes stared tightly at the man's face, observing any changes in the man.

"As expected of a nobleman, paying money is generous. Let me think about it. The recent private information...is all related to the number one mercenary group recently. If you want to know next, 1000 yuan gold."

boom.

Feng Ao slammed a piece of gold left in his trousers onto the table, the table sank as the sound exploded, and the center of the wooden table began to split into two halves, papers and feathers were also scattered on the ground.

There was a cloud of dust and gray smoke mixed with sawdust in the house.

Clang.

A crisp and sharp metallic sound resounded in a cloud of smoke, and the sight slowly returned to everyone's eyes when the smoke gradually dissipated.

Feng Ao took out the long sword on his waist and pointed the sharpest point at the position a few centimeters in front of the man's nose covered with scars.

"Big sister, what are you doing, quickly put away the long sword!"

The face full of scars showed blue veins without lowering his head, his eyes were narrowed and he stared at Feng Ao, the younger sister beside him was full of surprise and panic, and looked around at a loss, "Looking at a group of mercenaries holding various long swords. ".

The gazes of at least ten mercenaries all focused on Feng Ao's face, and each pair of gazes had a tacit understanding, and they all carried the anger represented by emotional boiling.

"Continue with the information."

Ignoring the movements of the surrounding mercenaries, Feng Ao insisted on keeping a close eye on the administrator of the mercenary guild.

"I'm so sorry, but even so, I won't say it. If I say it, I will definitely die."

"If you don't say it, you will die."

"Ha ha."

There was no joke or smile on Feng Ao's face, and his words were even more emotionless to cold and terrifying. The man who was only a few centimeters away from the sword tip was not afraid of it, on the contrary, he smiled.

"Miss, your joke is not funny. I know you can do it, but that's not the problem."

As he said that, as if throwing his life on a scale for betting, the man took the initiative to move forward, allowing the tip of his nose to be pierced by the sword and slid off bright red blood.

"The life I am referring to is not my own life, but my family, friends, and all the people I have come into contact with, understand? It means that my existence will be completely erased. Can you do this again? ?”

Clang.

The tip of the sword that shone with silver light was stained with blood and slid down to the body of the sword. The whole long sword seemed to be polluted and stained.

In order to avoid even the hilt being stained, Feng Ao put away the long sword after a short thought.

"The table compensation plus your reward, three gold nuggets, and I want to entrust a task."

"Hmph, what is the request?"

"I want to meet the group that told you the information, anyone is welcome, and I will pay you ten gold pieces."

Ignoring the mercenaries and administrators around, Feng Ao turned around and left towards the door after finishing speaking.

Looking at the slender figure, one of the men sitting on the wooden chair showed an exaggerated smile and roared loudly.

"Haha! Little girl, what will happen to you when someone really comes to your door? Could it be that he is your enemy?"

"I want to ask for information."

The administrator immediately narrowed his eyes, and wrote the commission on the paper with his fingertips.

"If you die, the mercenary guild will not be responsible for you."

"You just need to post the mission."

"It's another stupid nobleman who allowed himself to be killed."

Deliberately let Feng Ao understand that this annoying attitude full of sarcasm and humor is obviously a mentality of waiting to see a good show.

Ignoring the person's tone of voice and sight, Feng Ao and his sister quickly left outside the gate.

"Eldest sister would take the initiative to provoke others, even if she told Taozi, she would not believe it."

Walking out the door, turning the corner, and confirming that her position would not be seen by the mercenaries, the younger sister let out a heavy sigh of relief as she put down a heavy rock, her feet trembling and limp on the ground because of fear.

"There is information I must obtain."

"But the administrator said it was dangerous. I have entrusted that person several times, but I haven't seen him smile yet."

"You saw it today."

"Eldest sister, I mean he is much different than usual, it feels like his life is really at stake."

"The more important the information, the more risky it is. This is an inevitable thing."

"What kind of information does Big Sister want to ask?"

"I don't know."

"what?"

Unable to immediately understand the meaning of the elder sister's words, and the conversation that seemed to be going nowhere, the younger sister sighed helplessly, reached out and gently stroked her feet, hoping to drive away unnecessary timidity as soon as possible.

"How could Elder Sister find the mercenary guild herself? Our family should have a department that monitors the mercenary guild, right?"

"Our appearance, will ordinary people think of our family?"

"Huh? I don't think so, because the information about us is well-blocked."

"Yes, we will only be treated as ordinary nobles, and with my actions, I will be the only one being targeted."

"Big sister, are you going to take all the danger on yourself?"

"I have the ability to protect myself, and this information must be found by myself."

"Oh my, this is such an interesting picture. It turns out that both of you are beauties. Since you're a woman, why don't you stay at home and weave obediently? You have to go to the union to make trouble, and even dare to hurt the manager!"

"Boss, look at that brat sitting on the ground in fear, it's so funny!"

Originally thought to leave to a safe area, two of them were dressed in sloppy clothes, one was overweight and had a big belly, the other was malnourished and thin to the point of showing bones, both of them were holding long guns that were almost as tall as their height. sword.

Walking in front of Feng Ao, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, showing a sticky and disgusting expression.

Is this the goofy villain that books so often narrate?

Seeing the two of them was not panic, but such thoughts calmly surfaced in Fengao's mind.

"Are you from the Mercenary Guild?"

"The chick is not bad, it can be seen that we are members of the great mercenary, so you shouldn't offend us, I don't care if you are a woman or not!"

It seemed that the fat man who was the taller of the two roared loudly at Feng Ao, while the thin and weak boy beside him kept opening his mouth wide and sticking out his tongue vigorously, like a stupid wild dog.

Two streets away from the shopping street, Fengao is located in a deserted edge area, which is a path that normal people would not pass by, which means that it is not a coincidence.

"The mercenaries are paid for their work. Did you take the administrator's money?"

"Hmph! I only care about things that don't please me!"

"It means no one hired you here."

"Smelly women talk a lot of nonsense!"

The fat boy who looked like a pig roared, raised his long sword and rushed towards Feng Ao, while the slender man with a sticky and weird smile rushed towards his sister who was too scared to even run away.

"If you don't have money to hire you, it means that you are dead and no one knows where you are going."

Clang.

He took a step towards his sister, pulled out the long sword in the scabbard, and took the initiative to step forward to the thin man with flaws all over his body, using faster movements to shorten the distance, causing the opponent to misjudge the distance .

hiss.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

With a burst of wailing, the long sword pierced through the opponent's right palm, causing a small hole to appear in the opponent's palm.

"Wow! Brother, I'm going to die! Save me!"

"Smelly woman, quickly use your sword!"

"Well, pull it out."

After turning around vigorously while inserting it, the thin man wailed in pain again, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Before the long sword fell to the ground, Feng Ao reached out and took the hilt of the sword and threw it at the fat man running over.

"Oh!"

The long sword that flew over suddenly pierced into the fat man's huge belly, his whole body changed from moving forward to backward, blood sprayed from the wound, the whole red face immediately turned white, and the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes Full, foaming at the corners of the mouth.

Bang, bang.

The obese body hit the ground and bounced up, and the second time it hit the ground, the whole body no longer had any movement.

Like a completely dead creature, without any signs of life.

"Eldest sister, he is dead, is he dead?"

The thin man was punched with a hole in his right hand. He concentrated all his energy on his right hand, his nose and tears were uncontrollable, and his whole body rolled into a ball and trembled.

The fat man on the other side didn't even tremble.

If so, it may not be enough to prove the man's life or death, but Feng Ao and his sister both saw the scene of death.

The long sword went straight into his stomach, and when he was lying on the ground, it was still firmly inserted into his body, standing upright without shaking—it was hard not to suspect that he was dead.

"Let's go."

He didn't respond to his sister's terrified eyes, and lifted his sister's right half of his shoulder by force to leave this place.

"Elder sister, maybe it will be helpful to save him."

Even though her feet are still trembling and weak, the younger sister's focus is still on the idea of ​​"saving people" rather than "leaving" quickly.

"Mercenaries are soldiers hired by money, and death can happen at any time."

"But why kill him? He just wanted to teach us a lesson."

Feng Ao slightly shook his head and denied this too naive idea.

"It's impossible to predict [-]% what hasn't happened yet, our father taught us so."

Fall into dead silence.

The younger sister who is usually lively and cute, willing to share all kinds of things, didn't even blurt out a word at the moment, just kept looking down at her weak feet, quietly letting time run out.

Re-entering one of the many streets in the capital, Feng Ao stopped, raised his head and moved his gaze to one of the roofs of a pile of buildings.

"peach."

Softly calling the name of his exclusive maid, a black shadow appeared from the roof and quickly jumped in front of Feng Ao, respectfully facing Feng Ao in a half-squatting posture.

"Miss."

As an exclusive maid, her duty in the house is to take care of everything at any time, and she is to carry out guards outdoors.

Deducting the status of being ordered, the exclusive maid must stay at a distance that ordinary people cannot detect and protect her master.

In fact, as early as the step of going out, Tao Zi had already followed behind Feng Ao, but based on the habit of several years, Feng Ao would not take the initiative to call his maid unless he encountered an important situation.

As for Sister Feng's servant, the audit has not yet been conducted, and the reason is that she is a "blacksmith".

"Take my sister back to the house and let her rest well."

Taking the cloak from his sister back to himself, and handing the sister over to the maid's shoulder, Fengao turned around and prepared to leave.

"Excuse me Miss?"

"I need to investigate things."

"May I ask where you are going next?"

"do not know."

"I'll go home and send troops to support."

"unnecessary."

"I'll find you right away."

"unnecessary."

Knowing that her master is very stubborn, Tao Zi didn't say much, carrying her sister on her back and walking quickly towards the house.

"Sister, I'm sorry, since I've come back and I'm the eldest daughter of the family, I have to give up something for the sake of the family."

Watching the two of them out of his sight, Feng Ao left Weier in another direction and headed for one of the surrounding villages.

From time to time along the way, farmers who were plowing looked at Feng Ao with doubts, but none of them approached Feng Ao to strike up a conversation or ask why they were here.

Generally, there are no restrictions on the movement of people in rural areas, but most of the places where there is only a pile of farmland are only residents in the rural areas. It is almost impossible for outsiders to come to the rural areas without incident.

Therefore, as long as outsiders enter a certain village, they will often attract the suspicious eyes of the local residents, but Feng Ao's body is completely covered by a brown cloak, only revealing a pair of bright green eyes, which are still cold and dangerous, and there is no one at all. Dare to take the initiative to ask the reason for coming here.

Walking into the street is completely muddy, and there are sunken and water-logged potholes from time to time. The surrounding area is full of rice fields, farmhouses and small wooden houses.

The endless and wide scene is farther away than a pile of tall and thick forests.

Enjoying the cool and broad sense of relaxation, Feng Ao suddenly discovered something.

It is natural for the family to have a detailed map of the Kingdom of Swords, and it can be said to be one of the most basic information. Therefore, Feng Ao has a little understanding of the locations and even the relevant streets in some rural areas.

It's just that when he was actually walking in a situation where he could barely identify the direction and location, Feng Ao fell into a stupid situation where he really wanted to slap himself twice in the face.

She got lost.

I want to go to the destination, but before I arrive, I lose my way and the route I should go forward.

"How to do?"

As a nobleman, a family with a long history, Fuao would not allow himself to bow his head to call for help from the department where he was probably hiding nearby.

As for asking farmers about this option, it is equally difficult.

It's not that they can't save face, but that when those people saw Feng Ao's mysterious and fierce appearance with only his eyes exposed in the cloak, no one dared to take the initiative to approach or even wanted to run away.

If he really spoke up, it would probably scare those people away.

There isn't a single good option for Fengao to choose from.

Moving forward, Feng Ao looked around and thought about it as he was gradually moving away from Weier, until the iron wall around Weier could not be seen, Feng Ao knew that he could only bite the bullet and talk to the peasants.

With this in mind, when I searched quickly to find a farmer, I suddenly saw a simple house made of yellow grass and wood in the corner of my eyes. It was located at the edge of the countryside, with a large forest and mountains behind.

Compared with other buildings, the appearance is much smaller, and the location is also on the edge, but the rest is not much different.

There was one place that caught Feng Ao's sight tightly.

Outside the small building, two long swords with different strange lines around their waists, their right hands placed on the hilts, and helmets in the shape of "legendary dragons" on their heads, stood on both sides of the gate like standard door gods.

No matter how you look at it, it's very strange.

Obviously, it was the exclusive troop used by the leader. It usually appeared in the fortress, but now it appeared in front of the small houses in the countryside. There were still two of them holding weapons. No matter who saw it, they would feel weird.

Feng Ao subconsciously hid beside the wooden house closest to him, to avoid his body being discovered by the two swordsmen, and stuck out half of his head to observe the strange scene carefully.

"right here."