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Chapter 127 The Mercenary with Little Experience

Chapter 127 The Mercenary with Little Experience

"I am Peter, the village chief here."

Old Peter seemed a little nervous.

He should have been happy when he heard Dorothy introduce herself as a mercenary.

But as he looked down at Dorothy, his feelings were very complicated.

At the same time, I felt a little regretful. I should have increased the reward; that way, I would have gotten reliable mercenaries instead of these kids.

However, their village was not wealthy to begin with, and the farmland was destroyed by monsters. The fact that they could come up with ten silver coins was already a result of everyone scraping together what they could.

Dorothy looked at the nervous old village chief, while the other villagers watched from a distance, not daring to come closer.

"Chief Peter, could you show us around and explain the situation?"

"————Okay." Peter hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Since everyone's already here, it's good to check on things. Even if these two kids can't drive away the monsters, they can take the mission back and let a more powerful mercenary take over.

Peter led Dorothy and Anna to the edge of the field, and pointed to the low hills in the distance, saying, "The monster came from there. It suddenly appeared while we were plowing, rushed up and injured two young laborers, and then ran back into the mountains."

"My lords, please help us!" Old Peter said, wiping his tears with his hand and secretly observing Dorothy and Anna's reactions through his fingers.

Dorothy raised her right hand to her forehead and gazed at the distant mountains.

Anna crouched down to carefully examine the traces left by the monster.

Old Peter cried, "It's all because of this wretched monster! If this year's harvest is affected, the lord will skin us alive!"

As he spoke, he forced a single tear onto his face.

These young adventurers can evoke sympathy if they describe their experiences as particularly bitter.

Even if they can't pay less, they can at least get the two girls in front of them to put in more effort.

Then old Peter saw an angry look immediately appear on Dorothy's face.

"Don't worry, I will never let any jerk who wastes food get away with it!"

After exchanging some more useless information with Peter, he left, leaving only Dorothy and Anna standing in the field.

Dorothy stretched as she watched the old village chief walk away.

"Hey, just tell the truth, why pretend to be pitiful?"

Old Peter's acting was terrible.

Although his farmland was destroyed, which was indeed pitiful, things were not as serious as he claimed.

After all, their farmland had already been harvested once.

When the monsters came to cause trouble, there were no crops left in the fields.

Anna had already finished inspecting the farmland by this time.

"The land is clean and has not been polluted."

"That was just a regular monster destruction of crops quest." Dorothy nodded, indicating that she understood.

Anna stood up, looked at Dorothy, and said softly, "Seeing how excited you were just now, I really thought you'd been tricked by that human."

Dorothy shrugged. "I wasn't fooled."

"Really? That's good."

Anna was relieved that Dorothy hadn't been scammed, but she was worried that Dorothy was too young and might be easily fooled by the old village chief.

"I really hate people who waste food. Haven't you noticed that I always eat my food very cleanly?"

Anna shook her head and asked, "Then why didn't you eat when you were with the elves—"

"Stop it, don't say that!" Dorothy interrupted immediately.

"I'm talking about food, that big fat worm is obviously not."

Dorothy shook her head, quickly trying to banish the chubby, white figure from her mind.

Anna was also puzzled. Given that there were so many strange foods among humans, why was Dorothy so resistant to breadworms?

As long as we can fill our stomachs, isn't that enough?

Dorothy respects food, provided it is normal food and not culinary disasters.

The two didn't continue their conversation about food. Dorothy looked down at the monster footprints on the ground and asked:

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Can it be tracked down?

Anna nodded: "The traces are obvious and can be easily tracked."

"Let's set off then, and while we're at it, let's take care of those tails behind us."

Dorothy was referring to the group of people they had been tracking ever since they accepted the mission.

Anna glanced at the village of Slippery Stone behind her.

Those people have now entered the village.

Besides the two people who were initially following them, seven more joined them, making a total of nine.

Dorothy laughed and complained to Anna beside her, "These bad guys never seem to learn. As soon as they see that we are two girls in a team, they pounce on us like dogs that have spotted a delicious bone."

"Why don't they ever consider that the reason we don't have anyone else around us is because we're so capable?"

Anna glanced at Dorothy.

"You're right, but if I only looked at your appearance, I would also think you're easy to bully."

Most of Anna's face was covered by a cloak.

The only basis for everyone else to judge them was Dorothy, who had appeared in public.

Dorothy's appearance is also very deceptive.

According to ordinary people's thinking, it is impossible to imagine that Dorothy is actually very strong.

"And what kind of insight do you expect from people in this rural area?"

Mercenaries in small towns generally share one characteristic: they bully the weak and fear the strong.

Moreover, because they lack experience, they are exceptionally bold.

Even those who have seen the outside world should understand that magicians are not to be trifled with.

However, in the eyes of mercenaries in small towns, magicians represent wealth.

As long as they have money, it will arouse their greed.

Dorothy shook her head regretfully: "Well, there's nothing we can do about it then."

While chatting, the two had already decided the fate of the mercenaries behind them.

As Dorothy and Anna headed toward Aishan, the mercenaries hiding in the village sensed their opportunity had arrived.

"Quick! They've gone into the mountains."

"This time it's a big fish; if you lose track of it, I won't let you off the hook!"

"That magic wand the sorcerer is holding has such a huge magic gem; I wonder how many gold coins it would be worth if sold!"

Their reason for targeting Dorothy and Anna was simple: they coveted Dorothy's magic wand.

Dorothy held the magic wand to show her identity as a magician, but she didn't expect that someone would target her because of it.

If Dorothy knew the reason, she definitely wouldn't have taken out Cinderella; instead, she would have used a more ordinary magic wand.

The villagers were all hiding in their homes, peering through the cracks in their windows at the menacing mercenaries outside, not daring to utter a sound.

The villagers only dared to quietly emerge after the mercenaries left.

Old Peter looked at the mercenaries heading towards the low hill with some confusion: "Strange, there was only one mission, why are there two waves of mercenaries coming?"

"Never mind, as long as we can drive the monsters away, that's fine."

Old Peter didn't care about the affairs between these mercenaries; he just wanted them to complete their mission and get the villagers to start working.

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