I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

Ada raised a stack of banknotes in her hand and shook them: "I still count on what I said in the morning. If anyone of you can do a trick to me, I will treat all of you to dinner...or you can do it together. .”

She paused, gave a thumbs up, pointed to the interior of the restaurant behind her, and smiled: "Have you smelled the aroma of the food inside, can you show some motivation?"

The students swallowed.

They didn't smell the aroma of the food, but they smelled the smell that shouldn't be smelled.

The squad leader slowly rolled up his sleeves.

He reflected on what the teacher said just now, and found a blind spot.

"Let's go together!"

Suddenly he yelled and waved forward.

Only then did the students come to their senses, shouting one after another, rushed up side by side, and formed a tight formation in a well-trained manner within a few steps.

Narrow corridors, dense formations, elite fighters.

Ada should have retreated slightly to make room, and used her speed advantage in the wide hall to completely annihilate this group of students.

But she picked up a broom, weighed it in her hand, and then went head-on!

"Don't fight here!" The foreman's voice was drowned in the battle cry and completely ignored.

The students were unarmed, while Ada carried a weapon.

Everyone who was hit by a broom handle covered the wound, pretended to be hit by a sharp object, and lay down to become a corpse.

Soon, students were filling the corridors.

But the final result of this battle ended with Ada's defeat.

The squad leader tightly hugged the broom sticking to his heart, not letting the extremely powerful Juggernaut teacher move.

The rest of the students picked up benches, blackboards and other objects as shields, and pushed them up together.

"Tsk, if this is a real sword, you will never be able to hold it like this..." The girl's face was full of unwillingness: "Instead, it will cut off all your fingers."

"Hey, I'm a martyr, I'm sure I can do it." The squad leader smiled very honestly.

The lovely teacher just kicked him three times in order to pull out the broom, so lucky!

"Well~ Forget it, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

Ada pouted, threw the broom out of a parabola, accurately threw it back to the side of the trash can at the beginning, and walked towards the front desk.

"Teacher, I know you are giving way to us." The voice of the deputy squad leader sounded from behind: "You just faced the shield formation, you can obviously retreat a little to the rear, pull out the distance, and use a broom to kill one by one from the gap in the shield .”

But she did not.

Instead, he continued to move forward, and finally collided with the shield array when the weapon was locked.

From the beginning to the end of this short battle, the teacher did not take a step back.

Their formation of twenty low-level and mid-level fighters was trampled to pieces by a single sword in this small area.

"Well, if you lose, you lose~" Ada waved her hands in front of the counter: "You should think about it, it's obvious that you have the advantage, how could I break the formation directly."

"It's student A!" Someone recalled the scene just now, and suddenly shouted: "She was just half a step behind, but the teacher caught this gap!"

"But you are all boys, it makes me uncomfortable!" In the crowd, a strong and tight little girl argued.

"Then you should think about it."

Ada chuckled, then changed the topic, and suddenly became serious: "In battle, life is more important, or contact with men, or comrades-in-arms."

"And you," she pointed at the boys, "you've all been promoted to the advanced class together, and you've been classmates for nearly ten years. Why don't you know that she has this shortcoming? Why do you still let her be in the front row? I don't know my teammates, In the future, they will die on the battlefield."

What he said made the group of children bow their heads in silence, thoughtful.

Seeing that they definitely learned something, Ada nodded in satisfaction, and then slapped the money on the counter:

"Give me diced chicken, corned beef, five catties of pork ribs, vegetarian three shredded, scrambled eggs..."

After ordering a bunch of dishes, she finally said, "I've done the math, and there's fifty left. This is your rebate. Give me a ticket of five hundred crowns, thank you."

The foreman glanced at the student who was still in deep thought, then at the girl in front of him with a fair face who couldn't even see a shy blush, and finally looked down at the wad of money...

There are thousands of words in my heart, and I can't spit them out.

Is this really your money?

142. Nobel, Goblin

Ada slipped away after ordering.

She was afraid that the students would find out that she had spent all their money.

"Eat slowly, I'll report to my employer, come over after eating."

As Ada said this, she raised her hand at the students, and under the contemptuous gaze of the foreman, she took the [-]-kroner bill and ran out of the restaurant without looking back.

As for my own lunch, just find a roadside stall and have a bowl of noodles to deal with it.

The employer's home is a beautiful three-story western-style building on a broad and bustling street.

There are few people on the street, far less lively than in the past.

At this time, White Harbor was shrouded in the shadow of war. Even though the royal family tried their best to refute the rumors, they still couldn't stop all kinds of rumors from spreading among the people.

Based on the attitude of preferring to believe in what is there rather than to believe in what is not, after experiencing the food rush, everyone shrank in their own homes and reduced the number of times they went out, so as not to waste energy or be captured by the kingdom to become husbands.

In the hearts of the majority of people, home is the safest place.

And it seems that the employer thinks the same way.

There was even paranoia of persecution.

No matter how few people there are on this street, it is also one of the main streets of Baigang. How could anyone dare to commit murder on the spot here?

Even tell the victims when they came to rob?

Was it because he was afraid that his death would not be miserable enough?

It seems that this task is probably accomplished by sitting for an afternoon.

In order to increase the experience for the students, it is inevitable that I have to play a guest role as a robber.

With this in mind, Ada knocked on the door of her employer's house.

"I'm coming!"

There were shouts from far and near, and the sound of tables, chairs and benches moving.

"It really is persecution paranoia." Ada curled her lips.

Otherwise, who would pile up so many tables and chairs at the door to block the way?

A window was opened on the wooden door, and a pair of big nervous eyes looked out.

"who is it?"

He looked at the white-haired girl standing outside the door.

Ada crossed her hands on her shoulders, closed her eyes and nodded, doing a strange courtesy, and then said:

"May you never be hurt by gunpowder, I am a mercenary who has accepted the task of the union."

From the shape of the face exposed by the window, she could tell that the employer was a goblin.

Sure enough, after hearing this greeting, the employer was obviously much happier.

"You are finally here, I thought no one would protect my baby!"

He turned his face back a little, leaned back to the window again, and looked behind Ada carefully, his voice suddenly filled with disappointment: "But, why are you the only one? I want five! Five!"

He stuck out his green, hairy fingertips through the window, shaking them back and forth.

"Don't worry, they are eating and will be there in a while."

"Is that so?" The goblin was stunned for a moment, and then there was the sound of several door locks being opened one after another, and the door was opened a small gap.

"Come in," he said. "Be careful not to step on the wires on the ground."

Ada lowered her head, and sure enough, she saw a few wire-like things laying on the ground, the house was brightly lit, and many smaller tables and chairs were piled up in the corridor as obstacles.

The opening of the door was very small, and although Ada was slender, there was still a small part of the area that was difficult to pass through.

This made her very embarrassed.

And envious of Shenying's flat figure.

The goblin was standing on a wooden crate, but even then he was only level with Ada's chest.

He looked at Ada as if no one else was arranging the crumpled clothes on her chest after being squeezed in, with her hands on her hips and her head raised: "Hmph, human females are really troublesome!"

There is a strong sense of pride in the words that goblins are the best race on land.

"Yes, it is better to be a goblin, with a large head and high capacity."

Ada dealt with it casually, not at all ashamed of her behavior.

Goblins' aesthetics are completely different from humans, as if humans would never be in heat just because they saw a cat licking their bodies.

"Of course, we are the race with the highest head-to-body ratio!"

The goblin, who was complimented by Ada, put his hands on his hips, raised his head high, and stared at Ada unceremoniously: "Your nose is really small, human female!"

"Be more polite, this is called Xiuqi, or I will open your head and stew coal balls."

Ada shook her fist and smiled grimly.

The race of goblins is like this, if you give it some sunshine, it will be brilliant, and if you don't hit Fangjiewa for 3 minutes.

"Oh—well, this human being can't stand jokes at all..." The goblin muttered, stretching out his bony hand: "My name is Nobel."

"Ada."

The two shook hands. Of course, the goblin's small hand was only big enough to hold Ida's three fingers.

This etiquette is said to have been passed down from the goblin race.

"Now tell me, what happened, and how did you know they were coming this afternoon?"

As Ada asked, she squinted and glanced into the room.

Behind the piles of desks, chairs and benches, the hall is covered with wires like holes in wires, connecting various instruments that I don't know at all.

This gave her a feeling of being in another world.

Outside the house is the medieval world of another world, while inside the house is the world of Frankenstein.

Nobel's voice sounded a little fearful: "They told me, yes, they said in person, just today, they will visit my house in the afternoon and snatch my big Ivan away!"

"Oh well, what did they tell you, Todd?"

Ada smiled and shook her head, agreeing casually.

She firmly believed that there would not be such a stupid thief in the world.

Otherwise, it would be an embarrassment to her colleagues!

"What I said is true!" The goblin's face was mixed with green and red, and he waved his fists and jumped around: "The last time they came to snatch it, they told me personally!"

"Last time? Last time you also hired mercenaries?"

Ada tilted her head, becoming a little interested.

If so, how did he predict that someone would come to snatch it last time?

"No!" Nobel flatly denied Ada's guess, and he raised his head again with a proud face:

"They're scared away by my safety gear!"

"Safety guards?"

Ada frowned, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, the goblin nodded, triumphantly: "Yes, this is the latest product developed by my Bell Explosion Company. As long as the mechanism is triggered, it will boom—"

He opened his hands in large characters, and tried to reach out to both sides: "The intruder, together with this house, will go to the sky~"

Ada swallowed: "Then won't you also die together?"

"Don't worry!" Nobel said confidently, "Haven't you heard a saying: Goblins will not be killed by gunpowder."