messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 132 Too Heavy Responsibility Always Makes People Tired
"Entrust?" Mann paused holding the gold coin, and looked at the man in front of him puzzled. He didn't understand what the other party needed to entrust himself.

But if there is a commission, he doesn't mind listening to it.

"Yes." Hiskama looked very sincere, put his hands behind his back, and said in a heavy tone.

"Or it was a request of mine."

At the side, Chu turned her head slightly. In fact, she had discovered from the very beginning that this man had many traces of fighting.It is very likely that he has just experienced a battle, and his commission is likely to be related to these.

"I believe you should have heard about it before you came here. This city is now experiencing the infestation of wild beasts."

While talking, Hiskama walked back to his seat and sat down. His leg was injured and he couldn't stand for a long time.

"Hiskama is located in the westernmost part of the kingdom and the continent, and further west of here is the rumored barren land. From the earliest time, the purpose of Hiskama was to resist the entry of wild beasts from the barren land kingdom."

Siskama leaned on his seat, with some reminiscence in his eyes, trying to briefly talk about the past.

In fact, he could just put forward his request directly instead of mentioning these things, but during this time, he often thinks about these things alone, maybe he also wants someone to talk to.

"My ancestors had a tragic and glorious war here. He bathed in blood, killed the beasts, established Hiskama, and the king personally named him and gave him the sword to kill beasts. He For this reason, I made an oath to protect this place, and promised never to betray it. This is our family's oath to the kingdom, with blood as an alliance, to guard this place until death."

Sitting on the seat, Hiskama seemed to sigh slightly, so lightly that it was hard to hear clearly.

"I should have done the same, but this year's beast tide is bigger than any previous year, and the reinforcements sent by the kingdom are hard to resist, so I want to hire some adventurers. And the commission I hope to propose to you also This is it, help us resist the attack of the beast horde."

"Of course." Hiskama looked at Mann, with a smile on his face: "We won't let children go to the battlefield."

What he meant was obvious, he hoped Chu could accept the entrustment.

"Every adventurer, we will give ten gold coins as a hiring fee, and after the beast tide is over, it will be increased according to the degree of contribution."

Ten gold coins, if it is an ordinary entrustment, this is a fee that is difficult to refuse. Under normal circumstances, one gold coin is enough to feed an ordinary family for two or three months.

But compared with the commission proposed by Hiskama, this is an unacceptable fee.

Fighting the wild beasts in the barren land is the best preparation for death at any time. A person's life is far more than ten gold coins.

However, this is already the highest fee that Hiskama can give, and he wants to hire far more than just the first adventurer.

"Sorry, we refuse." What people didn't expect was that Mann directly rejected the proposal without even thinking about it.

Ten gold coins are very attractive to him, at least for him now, being able to have ten more gold coins means that he is more likely to earn more when he is in business next time.

But he chose to refuse, which surprised Chudu a bit.

"That's it." Hiskama showed some regret.

"Well then, I won't force you, I will also collect your food as usual, and finally thank you for saving the lives of my soldiers. I will let people arrange accommodation for you, and you can stay until you want to leave .”

"Thank you very much, sir, then let's take our leave first." Mann simply saluted, this was the only etiquette he knew as a child who grew up on the street.

Hiskama asked Mann and Chu to leave, and arranged for them to stay in a hostel near the Santo's Mansion.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Siskama sat on his seat and looked up the hall. He remembered the family stories he had heard from his father when he was a child.

Guarding here is not only an oath to the kingdom, but also an oath to the family.This oath contains the glory and unbelievable belief that the family has insisted on for hundreds of years.

This belief passed down from generation to generation finally became a burden on his shoulders.

The moment the oath was broken, I'm afraid it was also the moment when his faith collapsed.

He understood this, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Now he can only gather as much power as he can to survive this beast tide.But in fact, he also understands that the beast horde will come every year, and he can only stay here endlessly until he dies. This is his preordained mission from the beginning of his life.

In the empty hall, there was a tired and heavy sigh, and then slowly dispersed.

Generally, in autumn, few shops in Hiskama city will be open, and it is hard to imagine that there will be a small hotel next to the city lord.

But that's not bad, at least the residents can have a place to drink, and Chu and Mann can also have a place to stay.

This hostel is divided into two floors, the upper floor is a room for accommodation, and the lower floor is a place similar to a tavern.

Although it is similar to a tavern, the lower floor is usually not too noisy. Everyone is drinking their own wine, and the sound insulation effect of the room is not bad, so it will not be very noisy when staying at night.

It's getting dark, and the western sky is grayish-yellow in the evening, which is not so pretty and depressing.And the atmosphere in this city is also the same, even the drinkers in the tavern are here to drink.

Chu and Mann sat next to the bar, they ordered some food, and made a lot of money today, and Mann was going to eat some good food.

In the corner of the tavern sat a dark-skinned man, holding a xylophone and playing it, singing a ballad from an unknown location with that thick voice.

The singing was melodious, as if it carried the thoughts and a little sadness of the singer, and spread into everyone's ears.

"Well, my dear hometown, do you remember me?"

"Or you don't remember, because I have been away from you for too long."

The tavern seemed to be quieter, the people drinking were silent, they listened carefully to the singing with their ears sideways.

In this city where wild beasts attack almost every day, people live a life without stability at all, which makes even drinking a glass of ale quietly and listening to a moving song seem precious.

(End of this chapter)