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Linchui Town, North Gate.

Several horse-drawn carriages carrying dozens of people set off from Linchui Town, heading towards Linxi Village, dozens of kilometers away.

The three members of the [Sharp Teeth] team and Claire were riding in one of the carriages. On the way, Lindsay casually chatted with "Goat".

"Uncle 'Goat,' this mission is primarily led by Silver-level adventurers. The rewards for our Bronze-level adventurers' roles are quite reasonable."

What are your plans for this money?

"Alright, alright, you're already thinking about the future before the mission has even started!"

"I'm serious."

The middle-aged adventurer paused for a moment: "Well, I want to save it up for my retirement, okay?"

Claire covered her mouth and laughed, "Goat, you're not even fifty yet, and you're already thinking about retirement? Weren't you quite the vigorous old man?"

"Everyone should always leave themselves a way out..." The middle-aged adventurer's voice suddenly softened as he said this.

"Linsey, I've thought about it a lot, and I think I should tell you that after this job, I'm quitting. I'll be leaving the team."

"Why?" Lindsay wanted to hear the other person say it out loud.

"I'm tired. I feel like adventure has lost its novelty, that's all."

"That's just getting old," Claire joked.

"Maybe so. Actually, I feel like I've reached the end of my career as an adventurer."

After more than a decade of adventures, he was still just a bronze-level adventurer, barely making ends meet. He was exhausted.

Joe is actually a very talented child. You saw it at the alchemy shop just now; he has a real talent for alchemy. He can make potions at such a young age. I want to nurture him and find him a good alchemy teacher.

"Reginard, 'The Goat,' can I convince you to stay with the team a little longer?"

"No, squad leader, I'll stay a little longer this time, and a little longer next time. If you keep trying to persuade me to stay like this every time, I'm afraid I'll end up staying for a very long time."

"Of course it's not that I dislike this team. You and 'Broken Arrow' are rare good people among adventurers, and of course, there's [Phantom]. I just don't want to be an adventurer anymore."

"Broken Arrow" wiped his longbow with a rag: "Everyone has their own ambitions. At least we're teammates on this mission, aren't we?"

"Let's not talk about this anymore," he said, his eyes fixed on the edge of the carriage. "I'll retire after this mission. After all, an adventurer's life can't be all adventure."

……

After the punitive expedition's wagon convoy had been traveling on the dirt road for more than two hours, Lindsay was dozing off in one of the wagons.

The carriage suddenly came to a sharp stop.

"What's wrong?" Claire jumped off the train.

"There's a band of bandits blocking the road ahead!" shouted a Black Iron-level adventurer who had also jumped off the carriage.

Linssey and his companions disembarked from the carriage. They saw that at the front were Sheriff Will, four members of the Iron Fang squad, Captain Cass's Guard, and a group of guards, negotiating with dozens of bandits blocking the road on both sides of the nearby dirt road.

Lindsay walked from the back to the area where the convoy was negotiating, and he heard a heated argument.

"You Vulture Gang lackeys, get out of our way right now, or the Iron Fang squad won't mind taking dozens more lives!"

Wood gripped his two-handed sword and sternly rebuked several bandits who blocked his way.

His three teammates were also on high alert.

The dwarf wielded an iron hammer and a giant shield, the female ranger drew her bow, and the robed mage remained silent, waiting for the conflict to erupt before engaging in battle.

"Don't be impulsive," the leader of the bandits, dressed in tattered and patched chainmail, said softly, trying to ease the tension. "We only need a few people. We heard the [Sharp Teeth] squad is in this group."

"Let them stay, and you can leave."

"Which ones are from the 'Sharp Teeth' squad?" Sheriff Will shouted.

The three men walked over from the back of the convoy.

Lindsay drew his iron sword: "That's us."

"It's them, boss. We got hurt by these adventurers in the graveyard last time, along with 'Red Meat' and his henchmen. I checked, these are the ones who did the killings."

Linsel saw a bandit reeking of alcohol, complaining to the patched chainmail bandit he called his boss.

"It's you! Weren't you in jail? How did you get out?"

Lindsay recognized the guy; he was the drunken adventurer who had caused trouble in the tavern last time.

Who knew this drunkard was actually a bandit? He's like a persistent ghost. It seems his brother, "Scarface," is also connected to the Vulture Gang…

Thinking of this, Linsel suddenly realized that all the doubts about the last attack on the bandit camp suddenly made sense!

"Heh, those money-grubbing guards in Linchui Town can easily get you released with just a few coins."

"Who is it? Step forward!" Cass took a few steps back, looking around at the group of guards around him, who all stared at him silently without saying a word.

"The Sharp Teeth Squad? Never heard of them, but they have nothing to do with our Iron Fang Squad."

Wood quickly put the Babuta helmet hanging on his back on his head. Lindsay was quite interested in the strangely shaped helmet, which only left a vertical slit on his face, revealing his two eyes and mouth.

"Sheriff, may we take action directly?"

Will drew his longsword at that moment: "Please, do as you please."

Wood pointed to the silver nameplate on his chest.

"See that? This is the last warning. We are Silver-rank adventurers. If you know what's good for you, get lost!"

The bandit leader's tone was also firm: "As long as you leave those three behind, I and my dozens of brothers will leave immediately."

The dwarf adventurer wearing a ram's horn helmet, annoyed, stepped forward and roared, "I, Ink, dislike you bandits! Get out of my way, or my 'Tower Shield' Ink's hammer will smash you to pieces like forged iron!"

The dozens of bandits were armed in disarray, but upon hearing the dwarf's roar, they drew their weapons as if receiving a signal.

Meanwhile, the guards also raised their spears to form a wall of spears in preparation for a possible sudden attack by the bandits.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Lindsay could even hear the robed mage whispering advice to Wood beside him.

"Fighting these weaklings will only drain our energy, and their goblins will be a bigger problem later."

"No way, I won't take this lying down," Captain Wood of the Iron Fangs gripped his two-handed sword tightly. "Since we've warned you scum repeatedly and you still won't leave, then let's settle this with our swords!"

"Get ready for battle," Lindsay instructed Claire and his two teammates behind him.

These bandits weren't particularly formidable, and the caravan had several dozen men. Linssay wasn't afraid of fighting them.