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"Are you talking to me?" Catherine asked softly as she stared at the young mercenary's red face stimulated by alcohol.

"Yes, yes." The young mercenary pronounced vaguely: "I said I would like to invite you...ah!"

Catherine did not move at all, but the Dou Qi shield on her body suddenly opened and closed immediately. Under the impact of the Dou Qi shield, the young mercenary closest to Katherine was bounced away without any time to react, and flew backwards or two, and sat directly on the ground. Her numb mind didn't understand what was going on, but she instinctively rubbed her butt and made a painful cry.

"Gold!" Some of the mercenaries watching the fun were aware of it. Seeing the color and texture of the Catherine's fighting shield, they let out incredible exclamations.

Mercenaries in the Yara world are just the opposite of adventurers. Adventurers often rely on their personal strength to fight, while mercenaries rely on group strength to fight the enemy like the army. This characteristic also determines that it is difficult for mercenaries to see several high-level professions in normal times. In a large mercenary group, only a few cadres and group leaders at the level of brigades and commanders have the strength of the golden level. The entire mercenary group often does not exceed ten, and only one or two can reach the legendary level at most. This ratio is just similar to the proportion of gold-level professions among humans. Among the population of over 200 million in the contemporary Yara world, there are only more than 230 people who are fortunate to be promoted to legend and are still alive, and only a few thousand people who have reached the golden level, which is quite low.

Therefore, when the mercenaries suddenly find that the beauty in front of them turns out to be a golden-level profession, it is difficult to control the volume of their screams. In fact, if these mercenaries are replaced with adventurers, they will not be so surprised, because the proportion of adventurers among and high-level professions is higher, and more have seen them.

"I hate alcohol." Katherine turned a blind eye to the screams around her and the fear of the onlookers trying to dodge backwards. She walked by the young mercenary who fell without looking at him again: "So, I hate someone who invites me to drink."

"Oh, why did you fall, this big brother?" Vivian, who was following Lina, seemed to have suddenly discovered something fun. She walked a few steps ahead of Lina, walked to the young mercenary who fell, helped him up in a panic, dusted the soil on his clothes, and asked with concern: "How is it, you're not injured."

"I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you little sister." The mercenary who fell down slightly lowered his alcohol and began to wake up a little. At this time, he saw Vivian coming to help him, and quickly stood up.

"Is it really okay?" Vivian half-tilted his head, blinked his big watery eyes and looked at the mercenary, and asked softly: "Then, big brother, do you still want to invite us to drink?"

"I won't invite you, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"What?" Vivian raised his face and showed a disappointed expression, and a mist suddenly appeared in her big eyes: "Brother, you actually lied to me, I hate you the most."

With a "bang", the blue magic shield also closed as soon as it opened. The young mercenary who had just stood up flew back one or two steps back, sat down to the ground again, rubbed his butt and moaned in pain.

Another golden rank.

Everyone in the tavern became very quiet, and no one stood up for the young mercenaries sitting on the ground, including those friends who had encouraged him before. With the level shown by the two girls, everyone present attacked them together and would only get a result of being easily crushed. The girls obviously showed that they were just a joke and didn't really want to hurt the young man, so everyone wisely chose to wait and see.

The young mercenary was bounced away twice in a row, and most of the alcohol had sobered up. He also realized that he seemed to have provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, and sat on the ground a little at a loss. While he was stunned, he saw a silver-haired priest girl walking towards him with elegant steps.

The white priest robe exudes a sacred breath, and long silver hair is softly dispersed behind the back. The light shines from the girl's back, making the girl's body radiate a holy light. The girl's every move is full of noble temperament. No matter how big the steps, how she steps, how she moves, how she sways her arms or the angle of smiling mouths, she cannot pick up a trace of flaws on the girl's body. In the eyes of the young mercenaries, the elegant and holy girl is like a goddess walking out of the myth, coming to him with the light of hope and extending a hand of salvation to him.

"Come on, get up." The priest girl held a thick book in her chest with her left hand, and with a soft smile on her face, stretched out her right hand to the boy, and said softly in a gentle voice: "The ground is very cold, don't get sick."

The young mercenary was already in a daze, looking at the beautiful face of the priest girl, and stretched out his hand like a puppet to gently hold the girl's hand, allowing the girl to pull herself up from the ground.

"May Deniya bless you, my child." The girl stretched out her white finger and pointed it at the boy's eyebrows. The boy felt a coolness spread from his eyebrows to all parts of his body, driving away alcohol, pain, and fatigue: "Don't sit on the ground any more in the future."

"Yes, my goddess." The boy's chest felt warm, and he had an inexplicable urge to cry. He nodded heavily with tears in his hands.

"Then." The priest girl looked at the young mercenary gently and asked in a holy voice: "Do you still want to invite me to drink?"

"Drink, drink?" The young mercenary was angry with a trace of ominous premonition. He thought of the two previous answers, swallowed quietly, looked at the priest girl's still gentle smile, and finally plucked up the courage to say loudly: "Drink, that, if you want to drink, I will treat you if you don't want to drink, I won't invite you."

"It's so bad." The priest girl shook her head dissatisfiedly and sighed, "I actually pushed my choice to girls. Such a man is the most irresponsible. He is such a bad man and should be punished."

Another "bang", the same blue magic shield flashed away, and the young mercenary flew backwards for the third time without any suspense, sitting on the ground in the same posture. This time he was not in pain, because he felt that his butt had been numb.

The third golden rank. The guests in the hotel felt that their mood was as numb as the boy's butt. In such a remote fortress, it was not uncommon to see three golden rank professions in one day. However, in such a tavern, three golden ranks and three beautiful young girls were seen at one time. This situation was rare in many years.

The footsteps rang out and stopped in front of the young mercenary again. The boy looked up and saw the blonde man who had been following the three girls stopping in front of him, and stretched out a hand to him: "Get up."

"I don't want it." The boy shook his head vigorously and said loudly: "You want to throw me too, so I won't get up."

"I won't throw you." The man held back his smile and said, "I promise not to throw you."

"Really?" The boy looked at the man's smiling face suspiciously, and suddenly sat on the ground and hugged his head with his hands: "I don't believe it, you must be lying to me, I can't get up."

"Oh, why are there always people who are unwilling to believe the truth?" The man shrugged helplessly, walked past the boy, and ignored the boy who was trapped in the fantasy of being murdered.

It was not until the four of them had already walked to the bar and sat down that the hotel gradually returned to the previous atmosphere, but the volume of the guests at each table was unconsciously lowered a lot. The young mercenary who was almost crying was also pulled back to his seat by his friends. Friends around the young mercenary and some guests who knew or didn't know each other were clamoring around the young mercenary. Congratulations to the young teenagers for being able to get in close contact with the beautiful girls, and congratulations to the young teenagers for holding the goddess' hand in their minds. The mercenaries did not mind when facing the strong, especially the other party had no malice and just ordinary pranks, so they didn't mind even more.

"It seems that you have dealt with mercenaries a lot before." Panis followed the three girls to the bar and joked: "The methods to deal with them are not unfamiliar at all."

"I often have the chance to meet you." Lina sat in front of the bar and saw Panis coming over, and stood up gracefully to salute: "Everyone is used to it."

Even after experiencing countless times, Panis still looked at Lina unaccustomedly. Although he knew that Lina was just imitating some people in this state, Panis had the feeling that he was facing another person, so he could only tentatively say: "Now is this Princess Heidi's role?"

"Did you recognize it?" Lina smiled quietly and expressed her joy: "It's so good, Vivian can't recognize it."

"Who calls me?" Vivian suddenly raised his lowered head after a few minutes and looked around: "Did Lina call me?"

"No." Even with Lina's current personality, she couldn't help but say angrily: "Send you to be stunned."

"What do you want to eat?" The owner of the tavern is a local. He used to be a garrison in the city. After retiring, he opened this tavern, which is specifically for mercenaries and garrisons. After years of experience, the owner could see at a glance that the four people were not simple, so he stopped the clerk who was about to come to entertain and came over in person.

"One serving of fried salmon with grape juice, one serving of boiled oysters with vegetable salad with shredded gold juice, two servings of stewed Naraj meat with rye wine, one serving with a small amount of honey, slightly faster." Catherine didn't ask anyone else's opinion at all, picked up the menu and started ordering. Everyone knows that with her carefulness, she has long known everyone's taste preferences and can satisfy everyone.

"The four guests are adventurers?" the owner asked tentatively: "There are not many adventurers coming here this season."

"This season?" Catherine was stunned: "Is there anything special? Oh, I get it, you mean Warcraft attack."

"Yes, many monsters like to attack the village in autumn in order to store winter food." The owner said with some concern: "A few days ago, I heard that the nearby village of Schweer was almost destroyed, and dozens of civilians died. You must be careful if you want to enter the forest during this season."

"I've thought of this, too," said Catherine. "But if all the monsters are moving, wouldn't it be more convenient to sneak into the forest?"

"It's not that simple." The owner shook his head and denied Catherine's idea: "In fact, every year, the only things that attack the villages are the monsters outside the Shining Forest. They are not strong in strength. Very few truly powerful monsters come out. They only need to attack other weaker monsters in the forest. So, every time this season, the territory of monsters in the forest is more chaotic. Although it will also cause many opportunities to infiltrate, overall, compared to other times, now is not a good time to enter the forest."

After listening to the owner's advice, Catherine looked at Lina and Panis with some hesitation. Seeing that both of them nodded in encouragement, she bit her lip and said, "It's okay, we always have to go in and take a look. If we find it really difficult to enter the interior, we will exit. No matter what, thank you for your advice."
Chapter completed!