The target Vest is the ultimate boss

Sid waited for a long time, and saw the figure of Kanas appearing at the door.

He watched Kanas come over, grabbed the young man's sleeve, made him bend down, and looked at himself.

"He gets carried away when you accept his assignment. I don't like him."

The Holy Son does not doubt that Canias has the ability to complete the gold commission.

He just didn't want a bossy boar ordering his knight.

Canias gently opened the boy's fingers one by one, and asked in a low voice, "I've heard of him. It is said that Mr. North is the first candidate for the head of the Paladin?"

"I won't let him be."

The Holy Son retorted decisively.

Even if it's just a false name, he won't let the guy he hates have it.

Kanias moved his eyes and stared at him deeply: "Is there someone you like, Your Highness?"

"Not you."

Almost at the moment when his voice fell, Sid's rebuttal was so fast that he almost got out of order.

The young man didn't delve into it: "I'm going to the Black Pigeon Tavern in a while. Do you want to go back to the apartment first, Your Highness?"

Sid: "You looking for Courteney?"

Kanas didn't know from which magical brain circuit the Holy Son came to this conclusion, and said, "I'll go and see if there is a suitable power of attorney."

Sid pretended to think for a while, then shook his head reservedly and raised his shining eyes.

Then he won't be a light bulb after following the past!

The taverns all over the imperial capital are places where mercenaries gather.Many taverns specially set up bulletin boards, and hired small and clever thumbmen to copy the latest commissions of the guild onto the bulletin boards, so that regular customers can communicate with their companions while drinking.

When Canias and Sid came to the alley, there was a chaotic quarrel in the black pigeon.

They heard the sound of metal breaking through the air, and when Sid realized it, he was hugged by Kanias and avoided the corner. A fat man fell out from the door curtain, and his wheelchair turned into a nighthawk and jumped to the next door yard.

Sid came back to his senses, and saw Kanas leaning over from the corner of his eye, and consciously lowered his hood a lot.

There was a little smile in the youth's eyes.

Sid heard women's high heels coming out the door on the tiles of the saloon.

"If you want to tear this place down, please spit out the wine in your stomach first." Courteney tossed a gold coin lazily, glanced at the two people standing in the corner, "Come in, all three. "

The fat man lying on the ground coughed out half of his bloody tooth, wiped his mouth, and followed the red-haired girl who came in through the curtain with a disheveled face.

Kanias and Sid also entered the black dove together, and saw that the tavern was bustling with people and a mess, but it was unusually quiet.The tables were all dragged to the middle and pieced together to form a huge round table, with a middle-aged man in the center of the crowd.This person has profound facial features and a strong body like a beast, which is obviously the characteristic of people from the western plateau.

He put the half-worn helmet on the table, and while wiping the blood from his face with a rag, he stared at Courteney viciously. A heavy battle ax was leaning against the wooden stool.

Like he just got into a fight with Courteney.

Also lost.

Surrounded by everyone, Courteney brought the fat man up to him, and pressed the gold coin on the table with her fingertips.

"Old rules." She said lazily, "Real? Xibei?"

The liveliness also attracted Sid and Cañas.

The Black Dove Tavern has an unwritten rule.If there is an irreconcilable dispute, Courteney will take out a gold coin and let the two parties in the dispute guess whether it is real or counterfeit.

It's that simple and rude.

The prestige of the tavern daughter is very high.With a few exceptions—such as Cañas, who nearly chopped Scott into a pulp last time—no one dared to mess with Black Pigeon.

The fat man and the soldier sat facing each other on both sides of the round table, their dilated eyes almost pressed the gold coin under their eyelids to their pupils, the fat man quickly grabbed the gold coin and weighed it in his hand.

"It's true." The fat man said firmly, "The weight is not much different from gold."

"It's clearly a parallel importer with the same brain as yours!" The soldier snorted coldly.

The fat man patted the table reflexively and got up, suddenly remembered that there was a female Shura next to him, and sat back awkwardly.

All eyes were on Courteney's delicate lips.

The daughter of the tavern said unhurriedly: "Congratulations, Mr. Isaac."

The fighter clenched his fists and let out a triumphant roar.The fat man clicked his tongue and threw a wooden box to him.

"The inclination angle of the initials of the empire is wrong." Courteney took out another real coin from her pocket and showed it to everyone, "The gold coin issued in 220 years of the founding of the empire, the original is [-] degrees, and the pirated one is [-] degrees. This is a commemorative sign of discrimination."

The merchants who came to the tavern to join in the fun let out a sigh of sudden realization, and took out their notebooks and ink pens.

After the crowd dispersed a little, Courteney asked the guys to drag the table to the original position for dating and finger-guessing.

Sid still sat at the bar with Canas.Cañas ordered him apple juice anyway, copied the advice on the bulletin board on magic carbon paper, and sat looking at it.

Seeing Courteney coming back, the teenager asked, "How did you find out?"

Courteney glanced at Canias, seeing that the terrifying flower protector didn't show any dissatisfaction, and explained: "When I was young, I helped the old man look after the store, and all the cash I received was replaced by him as the living expenses of the month. Give it to me, and I've never made a mistake since."

Sid said, "You're young now, too."

"Hey...the mouth of the little milk handkerchief is so sweet." Courteney giggled, found a milk candy from under the counter, and stuffed it to the blushing little Shengzi.

Sid handed the candy to Kanas, looked up, his wet eyes were so bright that it made people scratch their heads and ears.

He knew that Cañas had a sweet tooth.

When he was in Thiago, Cañas would sprinkle a lot of honey on the jerky, so sweet that he was a little chubby.But he didn't say it.

Courtene was taken aback for a moment, and laughed loudly: "Master Baron, you really hooked up with a big baby!"

Canias had no choice but to flick Sid's forehead lightly: "This is a gift from Courteney, you can't just give it away."

But he still accepted the candy—while Xiao Shengzi apologized to Courtene embarrassingly.

Sid was talking to Courteney when he suddenly felt a shock.

A hunk named Nicky Isaac sat down next to him.

He was startled, and subconsciously moved in the direction of Kanas.

Cañas was looking through a few gold power of attorney carefully, when he sensed that the Holy Son was approaching, he turned his head to look at Isaac, with his palms around the boy's head.

On that terrible night dominated by Canias, Isaac didn't come to the tavern to play cards, so he didn't have much impression of the two of them, thinking that they were young lovers who sneaked out from the nobleman's house to have a tryst.

"Excuse me?" Isaac laughed perfunctorily, shouted at the red-haired girl who was busy behind the cabinet, "Courteney, thank you very much!"

Courteney gave him a blank look and said nothing.

"Since you helped me, I have to give you back some information." Isaac ignored her indifference, "You also heard that the undead are rampant recently, right? The newly built road between the imperial capital and Beihai was also destroyed by them." It's-"

Courteney hit the wine cabinet with her fist, causing the barrel to shake wildly.

"Fuck his grandma, no wonder those dogs in Xilin asked me to pay double the travel expenses."

The raw material of Black Pigeon's signature wine comes from the original red fruit in Relin, Beihai, and the fruit jam needs to be purchased from there every year.She originally hired the Xilin mercenary group, but now that the price has increased, her tavern is almost unable to make ends meet.

"Beihai?" Canias put down the carbon copy newspaper, "I'm going to pass there too."

Courteney was moved when she thought of the powerful strength displayed by the young man that day: "What do you mean?"

"I can help. But you need to provide me with a squad of mercenaries."

Courteney glanced at the magic carbon paper in his hand, and immediately understood: "Do you want to accept the gold commission?"

With the strength of Canias, it is no problem to single-handedly complete a gold commission.But according to the regulations, at least a formal mercenary team is required to accept the guild's power of attorney.

Courteney can't come up with an accurate assessment of Cañas yet.

According to her observations, Kanias has long been able to far surpass the strength of the students of the Imperial College. If the team members do not drag the oil bottle, it is not impossible to complete the commission.

She pondered for a while, and said: "Yes, I will find out if there is a suitable candidate."

Cañas was discussing the itinerary with Courteney when he felt his clothes being ripped off.

"I want to go too." The young man sitting next to him whispered to him, "I can apply with the Holy Court—"

"Don't go."

The young man had a gentle voice, but he refused very neatly, leaving no room for negotiation.

Sid pursed his lips, put his head on the table, and said sullenly, "I want to drink."

"No drinking."

The little saint tilted his head and stared at Kanas accusingly.

Courteney's heart was about to break, she hugged her face and screamed, "Give it to him! Give it to him quickly! Sister Courteney's treat!"

Kanas glanced at her and held out his hand to Sid.

Sid covered his forehead, and the young man smiled and ruffled his hair.

"Be obedient," Cañas said heavily, "you're only 17 years old, you can't drink alcohol."

Sid felt a little sad.He didn't have to go out on an adventure with Kanias and his party, he knew that his general magic was not good enough, and going out with them would only hinder him.

Sid just wanted to get a name on Canias's mercenary team, even if it was just a name, pretending that he had been out with Canias.

He even had a pseudonym in mind, called Toby Alder.

The bishops in the Holy House who have the right to speak about his free license are not on his side, and no one will approve his application.

What's more, last week, a palace guard came to the holy courtyard, and the tray in his hand contained an invitation letter for a palace banquet.

For the Son of Light.

The seal of the plane under the Aphasia Sea has not been repaired. After the undead tribe was tragically defeated in Waterloo on the Thiago Mountains, they expanded to the surrounding areas, and people were devastated wherever they went.

It is the duty of the Holy Son to clean up the dark forces and bring peace to the empire.

……

When it was almost midnight, there were only two or three shadows of the black pigeons.

Courteney plays with a glass.

In fact, she didn't know too many powerful unemployed people.

Most of the people who come to the store to spend money are old friends of her father.There are a few masters in it, but now they can't even resist the flour bag.

But she can ask her father to look after the store and make a head for herself; Isaac is also a good fighter.He has just been discharged from the imperial army, and his reputation is not bad, but he is too stupid to read the air.

In this way, assassins, warriors, mages who can be swordsmen and priests...

"It would be perfect without an archer," she said to herself.

At this time, the guest sitting in the corner drinking alone took off his hood, and the candlelight lit up the emerald eyes of the natural archer.

"I wonder if I have the honor to serve you?" said the half-elf.