The sky was just beginning to brighten. An exquisite carriage was slowly moving forward in the misty morning fog. There was a knight accompanying each side of the carriage. The knight on the left was dressed in armor and rode a tall horse. He looked majestic. The knight on the right was extraordinarily handsome. He carefully held the reins and controlled the horse's pace.
Two horses and a carriage moved forward quietly on the grassland. The world was quiet, and only the sound of hooves and the creaking of the wheels echoed. The wind on the grassland blew gently, but it did not disperse the light fog.
As the sun descended, the temperature of the air gradually warmed, and the light fog could only reluctantly dissipate between heaven and earth. After an hour or two, the dew on the ground had dried up.
A slender wrist stretched out from the carriage and pulled the reins. The two horses pulling the carriage immediately stopped. The two knights following the carriage hurriedly pulled the reins and stopped on both sides of the carriage.
The two knights jumped off their horses, skillfully dug a hole in the ground, set up a pot, and then untied the fuel, water, and food that they had bought in the city from their horses, starting a fire.
After a while, the water in the pot bubbled, and a fragrance floated out of the pot. The handsome young man took out a few packets of seasoning and carefully calculated the amount. He poured it into the pot and slowly stirred it with a spoon.
After a while, the young man took out a bowl, scooped out a little soup from the pot, and poured it into the bowl to taste. He nodded, walked to the side of the carriage, and bowed respectfully.
"Miss, the soup is ready."
As she spoke, a slender hand pushed open the curtain of the carriage. A masked young woman elegantly got out of the carriage, followed by a stern middle-aged woman with a set of cutlery in her hand.
The woman poured a spoonful of soup into her bowl and tasted it gently. The young man stared at the woman's eyes nervously.
"Yes, Mr. Daley's cooking skills are getting better.”
The woman nodded in appreciation.
The woman who spoke was Margaret, and the young man who cooked the soup was Daley, who was acting as a guard.
Daley heaved a sigh of relief.
It was too stressful to follow the young miss around.
Perhaps it was because Miss had been stuck at Level 3 Warrior for too long that her martial arts skills could not make a leap, so she focused her attention on other areas. However, she was talented and proficient in everything. No matter what Daley did, Miss could find his shortcomings and correct them. In just a few days, Daley's riding skills had improved by leaps and bounds. From not knowing anything to being able to ride on a horse, his cooking skills, traps, and martial arts had also improved greatly. Even the art skills that Daley thought had nothing to do with martial arts, He was forced to learn some arts and literature. According to the young lady, any technique that reached the peak was born with an irresistible beauty, so learning these things would allow one to take fewer detours when advancing to the peak. Judging from Miss's behavior, there was some truth in her words, but Daley had a vague feeling that Miss was teaching him those things purely for fun, so as to save him from being too bored on the road.
Lauder, who was at the side, stood there obediently and drank his soup, not expressing any opinions.
Since Miss had focused her attention on Daley, there was no need for him to stand out. He could only give his opinion during the practice. Lauder couldn't help but feel a lingering fear when he recalled how Miss had taught Daley these days. Although it was against the friendship of colleagues to not help a dying person, it was even better not to invite trouble. Fortunately, Daley was still smart, so Miss was not tired of teaching him. It seemed that the fire would not be transferred to him for the time being.
After the meal, Dai Yi washed the bowls and chopsticks with water, put away the pots and pans, put out the fire, filled the pit, and stood at the side with his head lowered.
"The weather is good today. Let's take a walk and warm up.”
Margaret thought for a moment and walked forward. The other three hurriedly followed, and the horse that no one took care of followed behind them.
Margaret's steps weren't big, and her speed wasn't fast either, but there was a wonderful sense of rhythm. Daley and the other two tried their best to follow Margaret's rhythm, experiencing the charm.
Daley wasn't sure how others would feel, but after walking for a while using the force and breathing method taught by Margaret, Daley felt warm all over his body, and all his muscles relaxed. If there was an emergency now, he would definitely be able to react in his best state.
"Mr. Daley, controlling the rhythm is something that a Level 3 Warrior needs to master. For you now, it might be a little too early to learn this, but if you walk around often, it will be helpful for you to advance to Level 3 in the future.”
Thinking of what the young lady had said at that time and how Lauder, who was already a Grade 2 Warrior, would always walk around the tent for an hour before resting every night, Daley knew that this set of footwork was extraordinary. Since he couldn't understand it for the time being, he would walk around every day and use his own body to memorize it.
After walking for a while, the sun rose higher and higher, and the air gradually became hotter. Margaret stopped and walked into the car. Madam Mary followed suit and pulled down the curtains. Daley and Lauder mounted their horses, and the group continued to move forward.
At noon, the group finally saw the shadow of the town.
"Miss, Wukan Town is up ahead.”
Madam Mary raised her voice so that the two people outside the car could hear her.
Wukan was the place that Madam Mary had suggested for the team to begin their journey. Although they passed by many towns along the way, they were always in a hurry and did not stop for long. They only completed one or two missions casually. From now on, they really wanted to mingle among the warriors and experience their lives.
Half an hour later, they found a decent hotel in the town to stay in. Then, they asked for directions and successfully found the Adventurer's Association. The Adventurer's Association here was different from other places. It was rather deserted, and there were not many people. Moreover, at a glance, it was almost all martial artists. There were not many warriors.
As soon as the four of them entered the association, the noisy room suddenly quieted down.
This team was too eye-catching in this small place.
It was easy to tell that Margaret was a well-educated noble lady who stood in the middle of the crowd like a torch in the dark night. It was difficult to not attract attention, and the three people who looked like guards were all warriors. Why would such a team come to such a barren place?
"We seem to be a little eye-catching.”
Margaret whispered to the three people beside her.
The other three smiled bitterly.
Lauder coughed dryly and walked towards the counter of the association. The people blocking his way automatically made way for him.
"Our young lady is traveling to broaden her knowledge. She plans to stay here for a while. I want to register an adventurer team.”
It turned out that the young lady of a rich family had gone out to play.
Looking at her snow-white clothes, no one would believe that she was out for a trial. They would only think that some noble lady had read those legendary novels and wanted to explore the kingdom on a whim. Her family could not resist and had no choice but to let her out to play. Just by looking at the guards, one could tell that as long as they did not enter deep into the mountains, forests, or swamps, they would be invincible. There was no chance for the young lady to make a move.
"Alright, may I know the name of the team you want to register?”
The receptionist calmed herself down and asked carefully.
"Mulan."
Lauder glanced at Margaret and reported the name after getting her approval.
Hearing the name of the team, everyone was even more certain that this lady had read too many legendary novels. This name was obviously the name of the extraordinary woman Mulan Hua who had dominated the continent many years ago.
Walking to the bulletin board and looking at the few high-level missions that had been placed there for a long time, Margaret frowned and made a gesture to Madam Mary.
" The highest level of a team warrior."
Madam Mary turned around and said to the reception.
"Yes, registered as the highest level of a warrior.”
Lauder replied and then continued.
"There are four members. Lauder, a rank 2 spear warrior, Daley, a rank 1 sword warrior, and Mary, a rank 1 assassin warrior.”
Lauder paused.
"Captain, Margaret, Level 2 Bow Warrior.”
Hearing Lauder's words, the entire room was in an uproar, filled with buzzing sounds.
The young lady's name aside, as the owner, it was not surprising for her to be the captain. However, such a delicate and timid person was a Level 2 Bow Warrior?
Amidst everyone's surprised whispers, a small figure crashed into the Adventurer's Association's door. It seemed to have tripped and fell to the ground.
A martial artist standing by the door was shocked and hurriedly helped the person up. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a thin girl.
"Please…please save Grandpa Edgar and Brother Gru.”
"Edgar?"
Hearing the name from the girl's mouth, a warrior who was originally sitting stood up and strode to the girl's side.
"Are you from Farah?"
"Yes."
The girl looked at the imposing man in front of her and nodded strenuously.
"Tell me."
Griss cried as she recounted what had happened that day. The whole room fell silent.
"Little girl, this is the Adventurer's Association. You can issue missions here.”
The receptionist walked up to Glis and handed her a glass of water.
Griss nodded while sobbing.
"Alright, I'll fill it out for you now. The missions of hiring doctors to treat illnesses and entering the swamp to save people are unlimited. Entering the swamp requires a warrior or above.”
The girl, who was completely at a loss, could only nod her head randomly.
"Don't waste time."
The macho warrior who had been standing at the side said anxiously," We can make those things when we come back. Don't read the rules. We're in a hurry."
"Alright."
the receptionist said.
"According to the rules, there is a reward for issuing a mission. How much do you plan to give?”
"Bounty?"
Glis raised her teary eyes and searched her body. She suddenly remembered that she was in a hurry to get here, so she didn't bring any money.
"Cut the crap. I'll pay you one gold coin.”
Seeing that the girl was about to cry, the warrior said angrily.
A copper coin dropped from Glis's body. It was the leftover from the groceries she bought two days ago.
"No need."
The receptionist picked up the copper coins on the ground.
"The mission is now announced. [Urgent mission, unlimited. Duration: two days. Quest requirements: find a good doctor and enter the swamp to save people. Quest reward: one copper coin.]”
"Alright, I'll take it."
The burly man quickly snatched the pen from the receptionist and signed his name.
Then, all the warriors and martial artists in the room walked over and signed their names on the white papers prepared by the receptionist.
Margaret, who was watching everything from afar, seemed to be thinking about something, her eyes flickering.
Feeling that everyone in the association had signed their names, the receptionist exhaled and planned to put away the papers that were full of signatures.
A snow-white gloved hand pressed down on one of the papers, and a gentle voice sounded in his ear.
"Wait, we haven't signed it yet."
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