Hartle feels like he's riding a tiger now.
According to his original plan, he wanted to come with Pillai to prevent the guy from taking the credit all by himself.
The people around me basically have similar thoughts.
However, what he didn't expect was that things would develop like this. The steward didn't seem to believe what they said.
In fact, because of the other party's strong aura, as well as his firm tone and terrifying threats, Hartle now began to doubt himself.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have spoken out. Wouldn't it be better to let those people take the lead?
He secretly regretted it.
It's just that the matter has come to this, and there is no use regretting it.
Hartle could imagine that if he changed his words at this time, no matter whether it was true or false, he would not be able to get any benefits.
Therefore, he can only admit it through gritted teeth now, and has no other choice.
At least, he did indeed see the scene of Lord Ji Xing falling from the sky, and he was not lying on this point.
"Manager Dale, I swear in the name of the goddess of life, I really saw that person falling from the sky. There is absolutely no way I can be wrong about this!"
Hartl plucked up the courage to give his answer.
The next second, he did not see the furious look of Dell as he had imagined. Instead, the latter removed his angry look and turned to a thoughtful expression.
"Can fly...could it be...that he is really a strong man of the holy level...?"
Dale walked a few steps on the same spot, his thick hard-soled leather boots making a "pattering" sound on the ground.
The reason why he got so angry just now was actually mostly staged, just to stimulate them and see if anyone was lying.
He didn't think these fools had the guts to deceive him. Judging from the current situation, it seemed that they had really encountered a holy-level existence.
Thinking of the news that the orc wind cavalry was instantly killed by a mysterious strong man, Dale once again confirmed this guess in his heart.
If that was a Holy Magister, it would be really easy to do this.
"Let's go! Follow me, all of you!"
He gave the order and then led everyone towards the house.
In the next two hours, Pillai and others spent the most tense moment in their lives. They had never felt this way before when they were dealing with Lord Ji Xing.
The headquarters of the Iron Furnace Chamber of Commerce directly sent seven or eight people above the core manager level, and later even the president and vice president came in person.
After this formation was laid out, Pillai and others already felt their legs were numb.
They kept praying in their hearts that Master Ji Xing must be a true holy-level powerhouse. Otherwise, the fate of the few of them is almost foreseeable.
"Is this the token he left for you?"
In the secret room, an old man wearing a dark purple robe was holding the vial containing the messenger butterfly and looking at it.
"Yes, Mr. Chairman, Mr. Ji Xing has returned it. He will stay near the mercenary union for a period of time in order to issue a mission to find dimensional cracks, but he did not tell me what the specific thing is. It will be described in detail in the mission statement at that time..."
Pillai bowed and stood in front of the purple-robed old man, and said this sentence again.
This time, he was extremely meticulous, describing every detail he could remember without daring to show any impatience.
He knew that the person in front of him was the leader of the entire Iron Furnace Chamber of Commerce, and one of the most powerful people in the entire royal city.
Rickon Fox.
As long as the eighth-level great mage takes one step forward, he will be the pinnacle ninth-level holy mage in this world.
The reason why the Iron Furnace Chamber of Commerce is able to reach its current scale has nothing to do with this person.
Compared to Zhang Xiaoman, who had restrained his aura and was very easy-going, standing in front of Rickon Fox, Pillai had to endure much greater physical and psychological pressure.
"Well, you did a good job. The information this time is very important to us. I will not forget your contribution."
The purple-robed old man nodded, then looked at the other people standing in a row in the room and said:
"The same goes for you. As a reward for traveling together this time, everyone will be rewarded."
He waved his hand and motioned to the steward on the side to take them away first.
"Okay, we have nothing to do with you here for now. Remember, keep your mouths shut. I don't want to see anyone's tongue being pulled out."
Pillai felt as if the temperature around him dropped by dozens of degrees instantly, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Fortunately, such pressure only lasted for a moment. He quickly recovered and left under the leadership of several stewards.
In the room, after everyone walked out, the old man in purple robe looked solemnly at the small transparent bottle in his hand and murmured:
"What a powerful magic bottle. It can actually isolate my magic power detection. This thing is definitely not in the hands of ordinary people..."
A middle-aged man around him was slightly startled when he heard these words, and then showed a look of shock.
"Teacher, even you can't sense the thing inside the bottle...?"
This middle-aged man is the vice-president of the Iron Furnace Chamber of Commerce, named Ogmundu Porter. He follows the president all year round and is one of the most favored candidates for the next president.
Ogmundu himself is also a powerful mage. He has reached the level of seventh-level magister at the age of forty, and is known as the most promising genius in the human kingdom to become the next holy magister.
He was already surprised that he couldn't detect the objects inside, but he didn't expect that even the teacher would be disappointed.
It seems that the mysterious man who calls himself Ji Xing must be a powerful holy man.
After all, with just a random token, you can block the detection of an eighth-level great mage. I am afraid that no one outside the holy level can achieve such an ability.
"This magic bottle should be made of very special materials, which can greatly reduce the detection effect of magic power. Even I can't break through its interference..."
The old man in purple robe shook his head, with a look of regret in his eyes.
"Such a precious material is only used to make a magic bottle. What a waste of resources... If it is fused into the magic suppressor gold, I am confident that I can create a shield that can be immune to magic below the eighth level. It's really a waste." It’s a pity, it’s a pity…”
He said this, but his hands never stopped, and he kept fiddling with the small bottle.
"Potter, what are the butterflies inside of you doing? How can they be loaded with such a precious magic weapon? Is it really just for transmitting information?"
The old man in purple robe was very curious.
Because in this world, there are very few means of transmitting information, and they are also very inefficient.
Basically, these things can only be used by high-level mages and above, and the effect of using them is not satisfactory. In most cases, if you need to send letters, you still have to rely on messengers and Warcraft.
Therefore, it was difficult for him to imagine why such a being would put such a precious magic bottle into a messenger butterfly.
"This does not seem to be a living thing... I feel... it is more like an alchemical item... But, how can alchemy create such an object that can move freely...?"
Ogmundu pondered and made his guess.
The purple-robed old man nodded, seemingly satisfied that the student could see this.
"You're right. According to my observation, it is indeed an alchemy item, not a real life form. If you can see this through the magic bottle, it means that you have improved recently."
"But you are wrong about one thing. Alchemy is not as simple as you think. Before the Sunset War broke out, it was the heyday of alchemy. Many alchemical creations could move freely..."
The old man looked through the small transparent bottle at the butterfly inside, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
"It's just a pity that since that war, many alchemy classics have disappeared inexplicably, and even many records about them have disappeared. You can be forgiven for not knowing."
It was also the first time Ogmundu heard this method, and he was slightly surprised.
"It seems that Lord Ji Xing must come from a family with a long heritage. Otherwise, it would be impossible to create such a thing..."
"Yes, I heard from the person just now that he is looking for dimensional cracks. Although I have never heard of such a thing, judging from the name, it seems to involve the power of the space system. Such a thing cannot be simple..."
"Teacher, don't worry. I have arranged for people to arrange it in advance. Any news about the space magic weapon in the near future will be collected. I will definitely find that thing before others!"
"Well, you did a good job, but I need to remind you one more thing. The so-called dimensional crack may not be limited to a certain item, but may also be a certain phenomenon. All information must be collected!"
"I understand, teacher."
"..."
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
While everyone in the Iron Furnace Merchant Guild was still talking, Zhang Xiaoman had already arrived at the hall of the Mercenary Association alone.
This is the most luxurious mercenary hall in the entire Tara Tower, and even in the entire human kingdom.
As the headquarters hall of the Mercenary Association, a large number of mercenaries come and go here every day, and countless tasks are collected. Here you can receive tasks released by all mercenary halls in the world.
Zhang Xiaoman was not attracted by the decoration and the flow of people in the headquarters hall. These things may be very spectacular to people in this world, but in his eyes, they are no more than some large airports on Aquamarine. Pretty much, nothing surprising.
He went straight to the point and came to a counter marked with the mission release area.
After queuing for a while, it was his turn soon.
"Dear sir, what kind of mission do you want to issue?"
The receptionist is a beautiful girl with blond hair. It can be seen that her service quality is very high. Even after a busy day, she still provides service with a smile.
"I want to release two tasks. Can I tell you directly?"
Zhang Xiaoman came here for the first time and was not familiar with the process here.
In his opinion, everything here seemed a little too crude.
There was no reasonable planning and arrangement, no self-filling forms, everything was primitive and backward, which made him, a person who has adapted to modern and convenient life, feel very inefficient.
"Yes sir, you just need to tell me the name of the task, requirements, remuneration and other relevant information, and I will help you complete all the subsequent procedures."
The female receptionist had a bright smile, and the other person's handsome appearance and temperament further increased her patience.
"All right."
Zhang Xiaoman thought for a while and made his request.
"The first one is to hire someone. I need to find someone who is proficient in alchemy and teach me the relevant knowledge about alchemy. The initial estimate is about ten days. I can give him ten gold coins as a reward, and if after ten days If it needs to be extended, we will still hire at this price.”
"Of course, I also have requirements. The alchemist's level must reach the intermediate level, but if it is a senior alchemist, I am also willing to double the reward."
"..."
He quickly completed his first task. Of course, he had done his homework before.
In Baron Sean's castle, Zhang Xiaoman had a certain understanding of the alchemy system and knew what kind of guidance he needed most at the moment.
"Yes, I heard from the person just now that he is looking for dimensional cracks. Although I have never heard of such a thing, judging from the name, it seems to involve the power of the space system. Such a thing cannot be simple..."
"Teacher, don't worry. I have arranged for people to arrange it in advance. Any news about the space magic weapon in the near future will be collected. I will definitely find that thing before others!"
"Well, you did a good job, but I need to remind you one more thing. The so-called dimensional crack may not be limited to a certain item, but may also be a certain phenomenon. All information must be collected!"
"I understand, teacher."
"..."
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
While everyone in the Iron Furnace Merchant Guild was still talking, Zhang Xiaoman had already arrived at the hall of the Mercenary Association alone.
This is the most luxurious mercenary hall in the entire Tara Tower, and even in the entire human kingdom.
As the headquarters hall of the Mercenary Association, a large number of mercenaries come and go here every day, and countless tasks are collected. Here you can receive tasks released by all mercenary halls in the world.
Zhang Xiaoman was not attracted by the decoration and the flow of people in the headquarters hall. These things may be very spectacular to people in this world, but in his eyes, they are no more than some large airports on Aquamarine. Pretty much, nothing surprising.
Chapter 255: Release the Task
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