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Mo Zhaoyuan took the spar and gold coins, and wanted to leave the mercenary union and find a tavern to sit down and eat something delicious.As a result, a young man with brown hair stopped him.

"Hello! Did you fight those monsters?" The young man looked very sunny, and asked with a smile as he put his hands on Mo Zhaoyuan's shoulder very familiarly.

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyuan nodded, and unobtrusively put the young man's hand on his shoulder, "What's the matter?"

"Well, our team has received a mission to go to the Forest of Warcraft to hunt down an eighth-level Thunder Fire Leopard and bring back the body intact - do you want to consider joining us?" The young man's eyes lit up, and he began to persuade , "The task reward is very rich, there are a total of [-] crystal nuclei, and we will share them equally!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have any plans for the time being." Mo Zhaoyuan didn't have much idea about cooperating with others - besides, he didn't plan to be a hunter or a mercenary, and this time he came here to sell Warcraft. By the way.Mo Zhaoyuan already has a preliminary positioning for his future "occupation" - that is to follow the path of "sage".He wants to become a great, sage, and person who can heal injuries and make predictions, and is famous throughout the continent!

Rejecting the brown-haired young man's invitation, Mo Zhaoyuan left the mercenary union with his money bag, walked on the street, and walked in after seeing a well-decorated tavern.

"Young master, what do you want?" Although Mo Zhaoyuan was wearing sackcloth at this time, he didn't look aristocratic at all, and even ordinary wealthy businessmen dressed better than him; however, because of Antonio's exquisite With facial features and delicate skin, as well as Mo Zhaoyuan's natural temperament, the owner of the tavern still used "little master" to address this strange guest.

"A glass of barley wine, and another barbecue." Mo Zhaoyuan randomly chose a table and sat down. The wooden table and chairs looked very comfortable.

"What kind of barbecue do you want?" the boss asked, "We recommend using earth-eating beast meat for roasting, which is cheap and delicious!"

"Well, that's all." Mo Zhaoyuan didn't care too much, "How much is the total?"

"One hundred and three silver coins," replied the boss.

Although there are many countries in this continent, the currency is unified.Ten copper coins can be exchanged for one silver coin, ten silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin, and one hundred gold coins can be exchanged for one spar.Mo Zhaoyuan had no silver coins on him, so he took out eleven gold coins from his purse and handed them to the boss.The boss accepted the gold coins, and while calling the chef to cook the barbecue, he went back to the counter and took seven silver coins for Mo Zhaoyuan.

Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows and motioned for the boss to put it on the table.

The barley wine was quickly served, it was a big glass, the top of the yellowish liquid was covered with a thick layer of foam, Mo Zhaoyuan took a sip from the glass, the taste of the wine was very bitter, but it didn't make people feel astringent , the aftertaste is mellow, which is quite good - of course, it is definitely not as good as the famous wine Mo Zhaoyuan once drank, or the tribute wine he drank when he was an emperor, but it does not have a simple taste, If you eat too much delicacies from mountains and seas, it is also good to try some porridge and mussels.

After a while, the barbecue was ready.The boss brought a huge wooden plate with a lid, placed it in front of Mo Zhaoyuan, and then lifted the lid.The earth-eating beast's meat was cut into cube-like cubes of similar size and shape, showing an attractive honey-red color, with a thin layer of oily sheen visible, and it was still sizzling at this moment.Mo Zhaoyuan picked up a fork and forked a piece, raised it to his mouth and blew, then took a reserved bite.

The meat of the earth eater is not old, but it is not particularly tender, but it is still delicious for Antonio's body, which is rarely meaty.Mo Zhaoyuan has been noble for several lifetimes, but at this moment, he doesn't despise this kind of meat that is too rough.

After eating, Mo Zhaoyuan went to the clothing store to buy a set of silk clothes, and a white velvet robe with a hood, which cost more than 50 gold coins.Looking at the flamboyant golden embroidered patterns on the cuffs and corners of the robe, and thinking about Antonio's appearance, Mo Zhaoyuan felt that this was the rhythm of a priest who could pretend to be a priest of the Temple of Light every minute.Taking off the original burlap clothes and changing into newly bought clothes, Mo Zhaoyuan straightened his hair and left the small town without looking back.He didn't intend to stay in the Castianno family, and besides, not many people cared about Antonio, so it didn't matter if he left like this.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhaoyuan felt a strong reluctance welling up deep in his body, he frowned, this was the first time the original owner's feelings would appear after possessing himself.Mo Zhaoyuan recalled Antonio's 16 years of life, trying to find out the reasons for his reluctance - his father abandoned him, his mother died young, he had no real brothers, he was "exiled" to a small wooden house on the back mountain, and was completely deprived of his status as an aristocrat. The glory and power of Kester Annuo, where is he worthy of his nostalgia?

Mo Zhaoyuan gave a "tsk", ignored the original owner's feelings, and continued to walk forward.

He walked aimlessly, like a traveler who is going on a long journey. If he encounters a traveler in a carriage, he will go up to discuss whether he can take a ride. Maybe it is because of Antonio's small face, or maybe Because of his very holy attire, he has never been rejected by anyone—yes, Mo Zhaoyuan has been buying white robes to wear since then; he doesn’t wash them when they are dirty, and buys a new one at the next place and puts them on. Just throw away the old one, Mo Zhaoyuan said, having money in your hands is such capriciousness!

On this day, Mo Zhaoyuan got into a carriage as usual, and in the carriage sat a man dressed as a housekeeper in his 50s, a female swordsman in his twenties, and a girl in her teens. , the little girl was wearing a complicated little dress, her golden curly hair was tied into two ponytails, and a pair of emerald eyes were moist on her fair face, which was very flattering.

Of course, from the little girl's point of view, the big brother who was driving halfway was also very cute, with short moonlight golden hair, iris purple eyes, and a gentle smile on his pretty face, the little girl liked it very much.

"Brother, my name is Ilya. This is Sister Melissa. This is Grandpa Hayden. What's your name?" The blond girl named Ilya showed a charming face to Mo Zhaoyuan. With a smile, he asked crisply.

"Illya!" The female swordsman called Melissa sighed helplessly, "Don't always..."

"Sister Melissa, I don't think this little brother is a bad person!" Illya said seriously, "If the little brother is a bad person, you and Grandpa Hayden wouldn't let him get in the car, would you?"

Melissa thought that it was because they had already felt that the other party was an ordinary person with no magic power and no fighting spirit, so they let him into the car.But these words can't be said to Ilya, so she just shook her head and touched Ilya's braid helplessly.

"Antonio, my name is Antonio." Mo Zhaoyuan showed a very gentlemanly smile, "I met Miss Ilya." He said, took Ilya's little hand, and made a symbolic kiss.

Yi Liya was obviously amused by Mo Zhaoyuan's attitude: "That's great! I finally met someone who doesn't treat me like a child!" The little girl stood up, regardless of whether she was still in the carriage, and pulled up her skirt. He also returned a salute to Mo Zhaoyuan. "Antonio, where are you from?" She sat down beside Mo Zhaoyuan, warmly took Mo Zhaoyuan's hand and began to ask questions, "We are from the Cronin Empire, what about you?"

"I was born in the United Kingdom of Galhaydn, but—" Mo Zhaoyuan smiled slightly, "It's better to treat me as a traveler without nationality."

Kest Anno is one of the top nobles in the United Kingdom of Galle Haydn other than the royal family. Antonio's father is a Marquis. Originally, the next Marquis of Kest Anno was Antonio, but since the heir became Maurice , Antonio also completely missed the title.

Mo Zhaoyuan felt a little regretful, if Antonio was the next Patriarch of the Castianno family, he would definitely not choose to leave Castianno.In this world, there is no task assigned to him by cn170, and he has nothing in particular he wants to do. If the original owner lives a good life and lives a refined life with someone to serve him, he will probably continue like this, eating and waiting to die or something. .....

Unconsciously, Mo Zhaoyuan thought of him as a world with intermittent amnesia, and he had been raised by Qi Che at that time...

"Speaking of Qi Che, is there Qi Che in this world?" Mo Zhaoyuan habitually asked silently in his heart, but did not hear an answer, and then realized that cn170 is not by his side now.

Before he had time to feel sad, the carriage slammed on the brakes, making Mo Zhaoyuan completely lose the little sentimental thoughts [not].

"Here we go again!" Melissa frowned delicately, "I'll go down and deal with them."

"Sister Melissa, be careful!" Illya said with concern.

"What does 'here we come again' mean?" Mo Zhaoyuan waited until Melissa got out of the car, and looked at the old butler Hayden with some doubts.

"Well, I forgot to tell you when I got in the car!" Hayden replied with a kind smile, "We will always encounter a lot of robbers along the way... But don't worry, May Lisa is a level nine swordsman, she will finish them off soon."

Mo Zhaoyuan squinted his eyes, and felt that Hayden's words might be wrong. The "robbers" who appeared this time might be more powerful than the "robbers" they encountered before... Although he didn't know How are the levels of mages and swordsmen calculated, but a powerful warrior can feel the strength of the opponent, and from Mo Zhaoyuan's perception, although Melissa is quite strong, but the one in front of the carriage There are also a few people in the group who don't need her to be much weaker.

Sure enough, the sound of fighting lasted for a few minutes, and the carriage was cut in half by a grudge.