Ina woke up, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her green eyes.
The first thing she noticed was the bright flame, the orange-yellow flame swaying, as warm as ever, and then the hardwood coffee table that had recently been painted with wood paint. Its edges had become slightly rusty due to the years it had passed. The worn, oily surface reflects the flickering, blurry light of the fire.
Those are the sparks that belong in the fireplace.
Ina tried to move her body, and unexpectedly found that she did not feel dull or cold, but instead felt very warm. A layer of fur that was not particularly thick but was extremely warm was covering her body.
And at the end, she smelled coffee.
"Good afternoon, Ina." A voice came from the side of the sofa where Ina was sitting, accompanied by the sound of his approaching footsteps.
"You're really not afraid of catching a cold if you sleep here."
Lake was holding two cups of coffee and pushed one of them in front of Ina.
"I haven't made black tea, but sugar and milk have been added to it. I know you don't like bitter taste." Lake took a sip and sat on the single sofa nearby.
"How's it going? Did you miss me?" With a gentle smile, Lake raised his glass and made a rare joke.
"Ugh, these words really don't suit you...uncle."
Without her noticing, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly for the first time in two months.
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A few days later in the morning, Lake, who was reading the latest "A Million Provincial Weekly", suddenly lowered the newspaper, raised his head, and looked at Yi with some astonishment at the dining table, who was preparing breakfast for two. Na, it was as if she had heard some surprising news.
"I want to participate in hunting, but I have wasted too much time... I have learned almost nothing this hunting season." Putting two trays with sausages, fried eggs and toast on the table, Ina repeated after considering it to repeat what I just said:
"I'm going to start over today."
Lake was silent and didn't respond for a while, just taking a sip of coffee.
"I don't have time these days..." Looking at the extremely determined and radiant green eyes, Lake was a little embarrassed: "I agreed to serve as a swordsmanship instructor at the military camp."
The hunting season in a province is generally only open for three months, which is stipulated in the "Kingdom Hunting Law".
In order to prevent excessive hunting in a certain period from causing fur, the price of magic materials was greatly depreciated.
Furs are easy to talk about, but magic materials are important resources, and the kingdom cannot allow them to be in short supply in any year.
At the same time, long-term high fur prices and stable output can also ensure the income of hunters in the kingdom.
Now it is at the end of the hunting season in the province of Million. High-value hunting targets have either been exchanged for gold coins and silver coins, or have been retreated to the depths of the restricted area.
At this time in the past, Lake, who had earned enough commission money, would naturally not focus too much on hunting.
"I can go alone." Ina didn't care, she mainly wanted to talk to Lake.
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East District of the city, Adventurer's Guild.
After receiving Lake's permission and finishing breakfast, Ina immediately came to the guild.
The hunter cannot determine what his prey is, but the purchase amount on the guild commission is always higher than the market price, which is worth looking at.
The important thing is that the guild is willing to purchase some information about the presence of Warcraft from adventurers in the form of a certain commission share, and print the information on each relevant commission.
It is a good source of information for ordinary adventurers and hunters.
The wall board with the reward was crowded with onlookers, and every table and chair was filled with people looking for the reward.
Some of them are team members who are talking about bounty targets, some are lone adventurers who choose their own tasks, and some are citizens who are looking for jobs.
Various voices gathered in the union, making the environment extremely noisy.
Ina went straight to a counter where no one was handling business.
Behind the brown wooden counter, a round-faced female receptionist sat on a high stool.
"I need a copy of today's full commission," she said bluntly.
"The free ones have been borrowed." The receptionist replied in a skilled business tone: "The remaining borrowing time is five coins per hour. If it exceeds one hour, it will be charged one coin per hour. If it is less than one hour, it will be charged one hour. Cost."
Ina took out a Go and got a stack of hundreds of pages. The bounty commission bound with light yellow pages was quite heavy when weighed.
Commission: Bandit crusade and recovery of caravan supplies.
Commission content: Defeat the bandits that haunt the Grist Mountains, and retrieve as much of the lost goods as possible from Jilin's caravan.
Reward amount: thirty gold coins. (The amount of the reward commission does not include the reward for the criminal)
In the corner of her eye, Ina accidentally or unintentionally glanced at the commission content on the first page.
But most civilians have different impressions. Real bandits and mountain gangs are not things that a few small teams of city guards can deal with. They are different from the market gangsters and thieves who bully the weak and fear the strong within the city walls.
They fell into the wilderness for various reasons and stayed away from the city, but equally, each of them who survived in the wilderness had the personal strength of an elite soldier.
Not to mention the leaders who formed cottages, gangs and commanded these wilderness villains.
They are all lockers of blood. Extraordinary strength is the prerequisite for their rule, and there are many people with bronze-level strength.
This is also the reason why the adventurers entrusted by the noble army in the city avoid it.
The killing skills honed in order to survive are beyond the reach of ordinary adventurers.
Not to mention thirty gold coins, the bounty for clearing each city wall was worth thousands of gold coins in the city's governing office, which was very tempting.
But as long as you don't want to hang your head on one of the beams, you won't be confused to accept these rewards.
Even for a well-known bronze-level adventure team in the province, accepting this kind of reward is no different from rolling dice on a gambling table.
Let it go, let it go... Ina turned over the yellowed and rough paper and looked at the subsequent commission.
Caravan guard, two gold coins and ten silver coins, requires a professional with bronze level or above.
Collect magic materials, a copy of Blue Lotus Spirit Flower, the purchase price is seven gold coins, completeness is required.
To hunt monsters, you only need the heads of monsters, a second-level monster, thirty silver coins, a third-level monster, three gold coins and twenty silver coins.
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Ina couldn't help but take a second look at the Blue Lotus Spirit Flower's commission. The magic materials were scarce in quantity, and the market price was naturally not cheap.
Many nobles in the kingdom have dedicated themselves to cultivating a piece of land and hiring a team of magicians to cultivate it in order to spread the profits from magic materials.
However, it is extremely rare for magic materials to be sold for seven gold coins.
After all, a swift monkey's animal finger is only worth about ten grow, which is equivalent to almost a quarter of a day's salary of a worker who has signed a long-term labor contract in a small city.
Seven gold coins are at least a third-level magic material.
Ina dropped four grow as the cost of printing paper, rolled up the commission and put it in her satchel, then turned and left the guild.