Magicians never make wishes

"Sir, I really didn't mean to lie to you. My wife is about to give birth, and I can't go home too late."

Along the way, young Parker kept apologizing to Ronan.

After realizing that Ronan wasn't a vicious person, he gradually relaxed.

"Then how come you're out here again?" Ronan asked in return.

"Uh, this isn't silver, it's the village chief's request." Parker chuckled awkwardly, almost blurting out the truth.

You can't exactly say it's the power of money.

Ronan didn't care. If he were in Ronan's shoes, he would definitely do the same thing: it's better to avoid trouble.

Are you familiar with Wuyue City?

"I've only been to areas that ordinary people can access... but I do know the locations of some major landmarks," Parker answered truthfully.

"Many high-end places require an entrance fee, and some places don't even require money."

"Oh? Tell me where?"

"Places like Chrysanthemum Garden, Ruby Dream Pavilion, and Gray Elf Rose Hall require a copper eagle to enter, not to mention the services inside..."

It doesn't sound like a respectable place...

Ronan sized up the young man, a look of suspicion on his face. "What about places where money doesn't guarantee anything?"

"Then there's even more!" Parker said, his gossipy and eager-to-see attitude completely revealed.

"The village's rich man, Fell, was thrown out onto the street by the Adventurers' Guild last time, supposedly to appease a stinking beggar..."

"Even they are filthy beggars, who would dare to go to this place?"

Ronan's gaze was strange as he scrutinized the young man before him once more. "Is this what you mean?"

Parker nodded firmly.

"Do you need to pay an entrance fee to the Adventurers' Guild you mentioned?"

Ronan suddenly realized that all the currency he had had had had been converted into food.

If the evil axe cannot be found in a short time, he will face a serious survival problem:

I'm out of money...

"It shouldn't be necessary... I remember the village chief took a few people there before, and they definitely didn't pay," Parker said, tilting his head and thinking carefully for a while.

"Let's go then, take me to the Adventurers' Guild."

Ronan was relieved; he didn't want to be turned away from the association because he didn't have money.

After walking for another half hour, he finally saw the towering city walls.

There was a long queue of people waiting to enter the city at the city gate. Most of them were ordinary citizens. Soldiers patrolled around the queue to maintain order.

Parker led Ronan to the back of the line and slipped a metal coin into his hand.

"Sir, this is the city entry fee. I know you don't have such a small amount of money. You can't give too much, or these bloodsucking soldiers will take advantage of you."

"Well, I really didn't. You've thought of everything." He was starting to regret taking one silver coin as payment.

The procession entering the city was slowly advancing.

The patrolling soldier approached the two men, and just as he was about to turn around, he stopped abruptly.

He suddenly straightened up, strode up to Ronan, clenched his fist, pounded his chest, and bowed.

"Sir, please forgive our oversight in keeping you waiting for so long. Please follow me."

The soldier stepped aside and gestured for them to proceed.

"Can he come with me? We came together." Ronan pointed to Parker in front of him.

"Of course, sir." The soldier's expression instantly became respectful towards Parker. "Sir, please come with me."

The word "sir" coming from the vampire soldier guarding the city left Parker feeling somewhat dizzy, and he nodded blankly as he followed.

Before he could react, he and the adults had already been invited into the city.

"What are you standing there for? Don't you know the way?"

Ronan stared blankly at Parker, who was standing there in a daze. He had no idea that just a small privilege like "adventurers don't have to queue to enter the city" had made him feel like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

"Yes, I recognize you. Sir, please come with me."

Parker snapped to attention and immediately switched to obsequious mode, leading Ronan to the Adventurers' Guild.

People of all races walk the streets, the neighborhood is commercially developed, and the architectural style is relatively uniform.

These are neighborhoods with a high concentration of dwarf merchants, and their architecture is predominantly dwarf-style.

Similarly, the neighborhoods with the most human vendors are all classic examples of human architecture.

In contrast, the headquarters of some large organizations feature a mix of buildings from various ethnic groups, creating a unique cultural landscape.

"Sir, the Adventurers' Guild is just ahead." Parker stopped in front of a magnificent building and turned to Ronan.

Ronan looked up and saw a huge rune that looked somewhat familiar.

He picked up the adventurer's badge he was wearing on his chest and saw that the two badges, one large and one small, were exactly the same.

Two fully armed guards stood at the entrance of the association. Judging from their build and skin color, they were probably orcs.

"Do you want to come in with me?" Ronan asked.

"Sir, is it alright?" Parker was overjoyed, but immediately became serious.

"Although this is my first time inside, I know better than anyone what it's like inside. Phil could say that eight hundred times a day."

Theoretically speaking, this wasn't Ronan's first time here.

However, the original owner's memories had been lost, so he was truly unaware of the situation within the association.

The two stepped forward, and the two guards glanced at the adventurer's badge on Ronan's chest, but did nothing more.

Upon entering the building, the hustle and bustle of the association's lobby immediately greets you.

Adventurers of all races, professions, and teams mingled together, bustling about.

A grey elf receptionist approached with a sweet smile.

"Dear adventurer, would you like my services? I'm a new receptionist who just started working today, and my price is 1 copper eagle cheaper than the other ladies."

"No need, I'll just take a few people to look around."

Ronan was secretly glad he had brought Parker along, as it gave him another excuse to refuse paid services.

Upon hearing Ronan's words, Parker was instantly filled with a sense of mission and cleverly used his body to shield Ronan from the female receptionist.

The receptionist smiled, bowed, and continued searching for someone to serve.

Ronan surveyed the vast association hall, which was divided into many different areas.

There are information desks, reception desks, registration desks, rest areas, task areas, and even a free trading area, each distributed along the edge of the hall.

Six huge screens are suspended in the center of the hall, connected to each other, with information constantly scrolling rapidly on the screens.

Ronan walked closer and found that he actually recognized the display screen.

"The main material is Black Stone Magic Crystal, which integrates manifestation magic and memory magic."

Used to display posted adventurer quests, including quest rewards, acceptance requirements, quest points, and other related information.

The original owner must have studied this display screen when they came here before.

Upon closer inspection, the constantly scrolling information on the display screen becomes readily apparent:

"Clear the kobold's lair on the outskirts of the Monster Forest. Reward: None. Points: 2. No requirements or other restrictions."

"Acquire goblin eyeballs. Reward: 1 eyeball = 1 silver wolf. Points: 0. No conditions or other restrictions."

……

With a dazzling array of tasks available, Ronan's eyes became extremely dry, and he couldn't help but rub them.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a new piece of information added to the task he had just completed.

"Clear the kobold lair on the outskirts of the monster forest..." [Wish Power Acquired: 2]

"Acquire goblin eyeballs..." [Wish Power Acquired: 1]

This is……