Sure enough, as Limon watched, there was a slight movement behind the sand dune, and the next moment, a small figure riding a doo-doo bird appeared on the sand dune.
It turned out to be Laradoa...
Limon let down his guard.
After issuing a standby order to the demon imp, Limon jumped off the boulder.
Laradoa rode the doo-doo bird and rushed towards Limon, with waves of yellow sand rolling behind him.
When he came under the boulder, Laradoa "hum hum" jumped off the doo-doo bird. Although he was a man and had a mustache, he still looked so cute, which also let Limon know what natural cuteness is.
This elf is simply a natural cute thing.
Looking at the demon imp on the other side of the boulder, the broken bones on the ground, and the shiny crystals that had not been picked up yet, Laradoa was surprised.
He was very surprised and said, "It's really amazing. Is this your summoned creature? Hmm... What kind of creature is this? It doesn't look like an elemental creature, it's a little dark and looks very evil. Adventurer, are you a black magician?"
The eight major professions are just a large category, and each profession has many branches.
Warlock is a summoning profession with multiple branches, and the black magician is a branch of the warlock, making good use of the power of darkness and having the ability to summon dark creatures.
Limon nodded slightly. Since Laradoa could mistake him for a black magician, Limon naturally had to make good use of this identity.
It seems that there are no demons in this world, otherwise, Laradoa would not be so unfamiliar with the demon imp and have no knowledge of it.
"Hehe, black magicians are quite rare in Arizela, and they are all very strange people. I don't feel that way about you, the adventurer. Okay, okay, power has no distinction between good and evil. Adventurer, give me the blue bird. I'm here to settle the reward. I adjusted the memory of the blue bird for only one day. If the time limit is exceeded, I won't be able to count the number."
Limon took the stunned blue bird off his shoulder and handed it to Laradoa. After taking the blue bird from
Limon, Laradoa didn't do anything, but just muttered. As Laradoa muttered, the blue bird, which had been silent all the time, also "cooed", as if communicating with Laradoa.
"Huh..."
Laradoa exclaimed, and looked up at Limon in surprise.
"It's incredible. The adventurer actually killed 368 undead last night. Did he kill all the undead that left the quicksand pool?"
The blue bird wouldn't lie, and neither would the broken bones on the ground beside the quicksand pool.
Realizing this, Laradoa said happily, "Great. This way, we don't have to worry about the undead in the quicksand pool for half a month."
Laradoa, in a good mood, turned around and took a card from the cloth bag on the bird, took out a pen from the cloth bag on his waist, and wrote something on the card.
After writing, Laradoa handed the card to Limon.
"This is the commission record card. Give it to President Lalasa of the Adventurer's Guild. She will pay you. You have completed this mission very well. I am very satisfied. I really hope that the next adventurer who receives this mission will have the ability of the adventurer. In this way, the undead in the quicksand pool will be cleared soon."
This is a card about half the size of a palm. There is a giant tree engraved on it. Below the giant tree are several lines of information columns. I don't know how Laradoa did it. There are fonts filled in by Laradoa on the information column, but those fonts seem to be engraved, without magic juice.
It should be some kind of magic, or technology related to magic.
After that, Laradoa rode the bird and left happily.
Laradoa was happy and surprised that Limon could clear the undead in the quicksand pool so efficiently.
I was happy that I didn't have to pay attention to the annoying undead in the next half month. I was surprised by Limon's strength. There were more than 300 undead. How could ordinary adventurers have such physical strength and magic power.
Among the adventurers who accepted this task in the past, the warrior who killed the most undead was a warrior, who killed 78 undead in one night.
This was when he was exhausted. When Laradoa rushed to the quicksand pool the next morning, the warrior was already exhausted. Unlike Limon, he was full of energy, as if he had just woken up.
After Laradoa left on the Dudu bird, Limon began to clean up the battlefield.
Just in case, Limon did not let the demon goblin return to the abyss, but waited on the side.
Limon only knew the boundary of the quicksand pool. If he accidentally fell into the quicksand pool, the demon goblin could at least pull him out. He had already died once, so Limon valued his life very much.
The only trophy of the battle last night was crystal, a tiny crystal dropped by the undead.
It was very small, smaller than the fingernail of the little finger, and was a multi-sided rhombus, pure black.
It took Limon two hours to completely pick up all the crystals hidden in the broken bones.
There were 368 skeletons destroyed last night, but Limon only found 127 crystals. It seems that not every undead will drop crystals, and there is a probability problem.
"Go back!"
With a thought, the ground under the demon imp's feet cracked, sank into the cracks where the magma flowed, and returned to the abyss.
After sending the demon imp back to the abyss, Limon turned over and rode on the bird.
"Heh!"
With a light sigh, he slapped the rope in his hand.
With the bird's cry of "Auntie", the bird took a step and ran away, raising dust.
An hour and a half later, at the east gate of Arizela, Limon, riding on the bird, appeared in the market outside the city.
Today, Arizela is still prosperous, and there are endless pedestrians and camels outside the city gate.
There are adventurers and caravans entering and leaving the city, as well as patrol soldiers wearing brass chain mail and holding weapons.
At the gate of the city, there are two guards wearing fine silver chain mail. They stand upright and look very brave.
One was big and the other small. The big one was 2.5 meters tall and looked like a giant. The small one was the height of an ordinary human being, about 1.8 meters tall. The weapons they held were also different. The giant guards held long-handled axes, while the guards of ordinary height held swords and shields.
In Arizela, adventurers still have a certain status, because adventurers are professionals, and professionals have power far beyond that of ordinary people. No matter where they are, in which world, the strong will be respected.
Following the flow of people and listening to the chattering noises in his ears, Limon entered Arizela from the east gate. He
went straight to the Adventurer's Guild. After returning the Dudu bird, Limon returned to the Adventurer's Guild.