Dragon of Scourge

Chapter 65 Recruitment
Several guards breathed a sigh of relief.

But they haven't waited for them to really breathe a sigh of relief.

They saw these half-orcs take out a stack of paper from their arms, paste it with rice paste, and stick it directly on the magic tower!
"What are you doing!!!"

The guards roared again, their faces full of shock and anger.

God!Are these half-orcs dying?How dare you post tabloids on the noble mage tower?They are not afraid of death, but we are still afraid of death!
A few guards ran over with nervous expressions on their faces, and rudely tore off the paper!
"Hey hey hey! You bastards, are you specifically against us? You won't let me do this, won't you let me do that? I'm going to split your heads off!"

A half-orc was furious and wanted to explode.

As a result, Gewu Skullbreaker punched the half-orc in the face, knocking off one of his front teeth and flying several meters away!
The half-orc covered his face, propped himself up, looked up at his leader, and said aggrievedly, "Boss, why did you hit me?"

"Didn't Abo Shaman say that? The master wants us to come here to recruit excellent spellcasters, not to cause trouble!"

"I, I know, but these damn human beings, if we don't let this, how can we complete the task of the master? This is clearly discrimination against us half-orcs!"

"It's you who think too much!
Didn't we learn the last trick from the master! "The half-orc shaman interrupted.

"You mean that trick..."

"That's right! That's the trick!" The half-orc shaman said at last, took a deep breath, put a piece of paper on his chest, and shouted:

"Pass by! Don't miss it! Everyone, come and take a look! Take a look!

Take a look and you can't afford it! Just take a look and you can't be fooled!
Our master is looking for excellent spellcasters. As long as they can research and improve the 2nd and 3rd ring spells my master needs, our master will give 100~200 Jintar as a reward!

Don’t miss it when you pass by~”

The orc's voice was like a bell, attracting all the spellcasters around him.

The surrounding guards and casters fell silent, and it was not until a few seconds later that bursts of exclamation broke out.

A young female spellcaster rushed to the half-orcs and screamed:
"Hey, hello! 200 gentals? Are you serious? Is it really 200 gentals? Not 20? Not 200 silver rabbs?"

"200 gentals! This is not a small sum! Hey! Goblin! Take me to meet your master! It is obvious that I am the kind of genius your master needs!"

"Me! Take me there! I'm a level 7 spellcaster! You low-level spellcasters who haven't even reached level 5, how dare you bark here? You should continue to study honestly!"

Under the shouts of the half-orcs, the entire caster group burst into astonishing enthusiasm.

"Wait! Are you too happy? What he said is to help their masters develop and improve spells! This is not an easy task! Only an archmage can do it steadily, right?"

A calm caster immediately shouted, pouring a basin of cold water on the fiery casters.

"Yes... yes, how can ordinary people achieve this level..."

"It's not absolutely impossible! Aren't there a few geniuses in the academy? At a young age, they served as assistants to several archmages, and even improved spells with the archmage.

And this time it's just a 2nd or 3rd ring spell, maybe. "

"Even so! Is it difficult?"

"One person may not be enough, but together, maybe it will be enough! When the time comes, Jintar will share it together!"

A group of people discussed again.

There was a lot of movement outside the door, which even attracted the attention of many people in the mage tower, and many spellcasters also came out of it.

However, none of these spellcasters has reached the level of a 15th-level archmage.

After all, this kind of existence is a rare high-level existence in the entire kingdom, and it is famous as a master of one side.

In this city with a population of tens of thousands, there are only five great mages.

They won't be short of that mere 100, 200 gental...

"Orc! Tell us! Where is your master? I am willing to accept your employment!"

A young mage wearing a gold-rimmed robe squeezed away the crowd and came to several half-orcs and said.

"It's Foyer Seghers! I didn't expect that even he was interested in 200 quintals. This guy had studied under Archmage Tony before, and he was also called a rare genius.

He also has the strength of a level 9 spellcaster. If it is him, there should be no problem. "

"I have some interest in that, too."

Another squeezed in.

"This is Sax Meite, who is also a rare genius. I heard that he improved a third-level spell not long ago, reducing its magic power consumption by 3% and increasing its power by 8%. An [-]th-level spellcaster."

Facing this group of enthusiastic spellcasters, the half-orc shaman was taken aback for a moment, then smiled enthusiastically and said:
"Are you all willing? That would be great, but my master is not here, he is in another city, would you like to come with me?"

"other cities?"

This question made some spellcasters frown.

"Yes."

"What's your master's name? With so many Gintars, he must be very famous, right?"

"My master's name is Rand Safis Oakburn!"

"Rand Safis Oakburn?" Several spellcasters muttered to themselves, frowning.

"I don't seem to have heard of this name before. Would someone who can spend 200 quintals be so unknown? You half-orc, aren't you lying to us?"

The casters looked skeptical.

But one of the spellcasters showed surprise:

"Wait! I seem to have heard of this name..."

"Oh? Then tell me, what is the origin of this Rand?" The eyes of the other spellcasters lit up.

"Have you all forgotten? A rumor from the tavern before.

On the commercial road to the Kingdom of Ryan, there lived an evil dragon. This evil dragon had black scales on its back and red scales on its belly. It was strong, mighty, and extremely ferocious.

Specialized in looting passing pedestrians and businesses.

Kill them brutally, devour them, and rob them of their treasures!
The giant dragon has tens of thousands of Jintars!

The golden coins covered the grasslands!
If someone can kill him, he can get rich in one day!A lifetime of prosperity and wealth.

The dragon's name is Rand Saffys Oakburn! "

"What? What!? This is impossible, right? The rumors in the tavern, how can you take it seriously? Besides, a group of dragon's dependents actually went to our human city to recruit spellcasters, isn't it too ridiculous?
impossible!Absolutely impossible! "

Some casters didn't believe it and shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)