There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Besides that, she was not wearing her homely nightgown like last night, but the sharp assassin outfit she wore when riding in the carriage.

"Are you leaving?" Domi asked, closing his eyes again.

"No, Albert is going to take a commission."

"Before the magic ruins are opened, a large amount of magic energy will gather, and the beasts and monsters that have fallen into hibernation will wake up again. Now is a good time to accept the commission."

"They should be active around this town these days."

"That's it~"

Maybe because they both liked Rooftop, Afu didn't hate Domi that much. Her previous dislike was only because this guy liked to lie, and now she didn't feel reluctant to talk to him.

"What about you and Mr. Menyouping? What are your plans?"

The one that Men Youping was referring to was naturally Forty-Seven who didn't say a word from beginning to end.

"This one~"

"Get up in the morning, breathe some fresh air, have a hearty breakfast, and then do some exercise. Then, walk around this town and see the exotic customs. When you have no money, take on some commissions."

After hearing this, Afu rolled her eyes, but she was still quite cute.

"Are you here for adventure or tourism?"

“Probably both, haha.”

Perhaps because he had heard something, Afu's eyes would occasionally fall on the ring that Xia gave him:

"Yes, how can someone who can afford to wear such a ring be the same as us..."

"What? You also want to know about my fiancée, she's very cute, but sometimes she can be fierce~"

"I never said that!"

Thanks to this wave of jokes, the atmosphere between the two did not become too stiff.

"Let's go. Albert and the others should be waiting for me."

"Well, be careful~"

Not long after Afu left, Forty-Seven appeared on the roof like a ghost, holding a paper bag and handed breakfast to Domi.

"Thank you for your hard work, Forty-Seven."

Forty-Seven shook his head, probably not taking such a small errand seriously.

So, the two of them sat on the roof, eating breakfast while watching the busy people below, including the shop owners, townspeople, and adventurers.

These adventurers got ready early in the morning and scrambled to take high-quality commissions from the guild.

The so-called high-quality commission is one that is not difficult and pays a lot. Who wouldn’t want to get a little bargain?

Domi can understand it, but he has never experienced it.

After all, he was just going there to gain experience, and if he wanted to take a commission, he would have to take a high-difficulty one that would basically not be chosen for a long time.

A situation like this will probably never happen again in my lifetime.

After breakfast and a short rest, Domi started today's exercise, trying to train his whole body.

When I sweated, I took a quick bath with water magic, and then put on slime gel clothes. It was very convenient and made my whole body refreshed.

Then he and Forty-Seven strolled around the town in a good mood. Just as he had told Afu, he wanted to see the exotic customs.

But after a tour, I found that apart from some changes in architectural style and unique food flavors, it is basically no different from the Lionheart Empire.

Maybe it’s because the distance is too close, perhaps the scenery in the central area of ​​the Northern Republic is quite different.

It was noon when I finished all this.

There was still plenty of time in the day, but he had nothing to do!

So he pulled Forty-Seven into the crowded Adventurer's Guild.

Adventurer's guilds in poor areas are basically the same as here, a large flat building with two floors at most.

It not only provides various services for adventurers, but also runs a tavern and restaurant part-time, and its main feature is its multi-functionality.

There was a lot of noise inside, and the sound of quarrels and loud laughter during dinners was endless. The smell of malt liquor and sweat mixed together was very unpleasant.

Even Domi didn't want to stay in such an environment for a moment longer.

He pushed away all the people who were crowding in front of the commission board with overwhelming force.

"Hey kid! What are you doing?!"

"Don't you see what we are doing?"

Duomi was too lazy to discuss first come first served and fairness with the rookie, and said forcefully:

"You're so slow in choosing a commission, please, you're really in the way."

"What did you say asshole!"

There was a man with a bad temper who couldn't stand the tone of voice any more.

First he was pushed and almost fell, and now he was ridiculed by this bean sprout. How could he endure this?

He punched her directly and said, "Go back and ask your mother to teach you what respect is!"

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Domi just casually raised his hand and blocked the big man's fist. The black and white mask with a smiley face seemed to be silently mocking his arrogance.

"My mother never taught me that the strong need to respect the weak. Even if they do, there is nothing about you that deserves me to do so."

Then I applied force with my fingers...

click-

"what!!!!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed in the silent guild. The whole place was silent, and only the big man's shrill screams lingered in the air.

Domi pushed him and the big man flew straight backwards until he was embedded in the stone wall and fainted.

All the adventurers looked at Domi as if he were a monster, and let him choose the commissions at will.

Even Forty-Seven who was standing by couldn't help but look at Domi, but it was hard to tell what expression he had.

Domi stood in front of the commission board and took a quick look. Finally, he picked up the top one at random, walked to the counter and handed it to the waitress.

"Excuse me, I would like to accept this commission. This is my nameplate."

"Uh... I'm sorry, but destroying the Frost Dragon is the top commission in the B-level. With your E-level rank, you can't accept it..."

Domi didn't say anything, he just took out the Ye Lu and inserted it into the counter with a clang. All the pressure in his body was released, making everyone think that they were trapped in hell.

"...Ah! Okay, okay. You want to hunt the Frost Dragon Tribe deep in the mountains? I'll do it for you right away!"

Carlos often reminded him that rules are dead but people are alive, and if things were slightly flexible, others would probably be happy to agree.

"Carlos never lied to me." Domi said secretly.

The waitress trembled as she handed the nameplate back to Duomi:

"Please bring back a piece of Asian dragon's reverse scale as a voucher. Each reverse scale can be exchanged for 10,000 Northern Kingdom shields. If you wipe out the entire Asian dragon tribe, we will give you an additional 100,000 Northern Kingdom shields."

After all, they are not the same country. The currency system of the Lionheart Empire is bronze eagle, silver wolf and gold dragon, while the Northern Kingdom uses a simple Northern Shield, which is divided into banknotes and coins.

The coins are round and bear the coat of arms of the Northern royal family, while the banknotes come in a variety of denominations, making them suitable for even large transactions.

Ten thousand Northern Shields are equivalent to one hundred gold dragons.

If Domi remembers correctly, the tax rates between the two countries are about the same and the fluctuation range will not be too large.

"Thank you."

Everyone watched Domi and Forty-Seven, who followed behind them, leave the guild before they dared to speak or breathe deeply.

Some even ran to the front desk and asked the name of the adventurer.

This isn't something to be kept secret.

"It's a code name, it seems to be called...Death Omen, yes, it's called Death Omen!"

In this way, the name of Death Omen became completely famous in this small town.

With a casual push, he knocked away a burly man who was three or four times bigger than him. However, he was an archer with a longbow on his back. He accepted the most difficult commission and used the identity of the lowest E-level adventurer...

With such a series of operations, it’s hard not to become famous.

In the evening, the guild had already lit candles, and the warm light embraced every returning adventurer.

The crew from the 'Long Range Turret' also returned with a full load of prey.

The commission they accepted this time was to kill the demonized groundhog in the potato field. It was not dangerous and there was a large reward from the farmer, so it was a real "high-quality commission".

After entering the guild, they couldn't wait to find the waitress to exchange their bounty.

Just as the waitress was counting, the team members heard someone at the next table talking about a legendary event that happened at noon today.

It was said that a dwarf adventurer who was less than 1.7 meters tall blew Iron Fist Santos into the wall with just one breath. There was indeed a human-shaped groove in the wall that had not been repaired yet...

He also took on the most difficult commission - 'Exterminate the Frost Dragon'.

"So powerful?! Then he must be a famous adventurer, right?"

"Hey... No, no, I've never heard of this name. His name is 'Death Omen'. He's just a newly debuted E-rank adventurer."

"E-rank adventurer?! Then how did he get B-rank commissions?!"

"By threatening the staff. It is said that the pressure he exuded at that time was just like that of a prehistoric monster. It was so terrifying that no one dared to breathe!"

"Tsk tsk, he has such strong strength just after debuting, the young are really formidable."

"Don't believe it..."

"Hey, let's not talk about it anymore. Jealousy will only make me look bad. Let's talk about something pleasant. How is your wife's male best friend?"

"Your mother! I'm f**king you!"

As they were talking, the people at that table started fighting on the table.

On the 'long-range turret' side, everyone was shocked, with stormy waves rising in their hearts.

So, that death omen was actually an adventurer with B-rank strength? !

The highest-ranking ones here, Albert and Afu, are only at C level, and the others are only at D level. It is only with the help of these two that the team was promoted to C level.

Now a sloppy kid suddenly shows up and tells you that he is already a B-rank adventurer. That's enough to make you feel embarrassed!

Chapter 126: Frost Dragon King

Chapter 126-125- Frost Dragon King

At the same time, Domi and Forty-Seven had almost arrived near the Frost Dragon's habitat.

It is surrounded by towering snow-capped mountains, with a basin-like terrain in the center, where a group of frost dragons live.

The commission is written like this:

This group of frost dragons, relying on their powerful physical fitness and the ice storm breath inherited from their ancestor, the ancient frost dragon, often wreaks havoc on the surrounding villages, causing countless losses.

In addition, there are a number of tribes. If they are not completely eliminated, it will sooner or later lead to disaster.

From this, we can infer why the local officials in the marginal town are willing to spend huge sums of money to recruit adventurers to eliminate them.

Domi and Forty-Seven spent half a day climbing a high mountain on the edge of the basin.

The strong wind on the top of the mountain made their windbreakers and cloaks rustle, and Domi's gray horsetail fluttered in the wind like the hair of a wild horse.

"See, Forty-Seven? The prey is sleeping soundly at our feet."

"Now is the best time for us to launch a surprise attack!"

Both of them had extraordinary eyesight and could see the scenery below even through the thick clouds.

In the basin, there were about a dozen blue-white flying dragons gathered together, their white dragon breath gushing out in waves with each breath, like the hot air from a hot spring, but with a fishy smell that was a bit intoxicating...

The [Show Blood Bar] talent allows their blood bars to be displayed above their heads.

Based on Domi's health, it can be stacked up to 80 times, which means there is an 'X' sign on the far right of the health bar.

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