"Hello, I am the appraiser of Meimeili's cottage." In the room, a white-haired old man introduced himself.

Ignoring the disappointed expression of the yellow-haired mature woman, the receptionist of the Magician Guild walked out after completing his guide mission.

This is not a place for her, a little apprentice in the magic apprentice.

"You are a knight? I wonder if there is any force to join." The white-haired old man was very good at talking, and it started talking not long after Locke entered the door.

"Not yet, but do you Memeli's cottage also collect knights?" Locke said.

"Of course, there are nearly 10,000 intermediate-level attendants under our Memeli hut, and there are hundreds of high-level attendants like you." The white-haired old man smiled.

He is just an intermediate magic apprentice, his strength is not equal, and he can't tell that Locke is a quasi-knight, and he only thinks he is a high-level attendant with great strength.

"Let's talk about the mission first, let's talk about other things later." Locke interrupted. Before he could figure out the composition of the East Coast forces, Locke would not rashly join any organization.

"Yes, it's me that's so confused." The white-haired old man smiled awkwardly.

It’s not that he forgot, but that in the past two years, Memeli’s hut has been completely eager to seek talents for high-level powerhouses.

The specific reason is that he, a middle-level magic apprentice who is a member of the local magician guild, cannot be exposed to, but the rewards he can receive for every time he introduces a high-level strongman, makes the old man very enthusiastic.

"Oh, the magic pattern deer with a completeness of 98 is hitting the horns!"

"Hiss!! This is the magic pattern deer heart with activity maintained at 70?!"

The white-haired old man screamed, surprised by the two mission items that Locke took out.

"It seems that you are a powerful knight. I was rude before." The white-haired old man lowered his head and said apologetically.

What a difficult monster deer is, and it is a group creature. If the white-haired old man could not tell that Locke was a quasi-level powerhouse at this time, he would have lived in vain for more than 60 years before.

Even the quasi-knight is also the best among them! The white-haired old man suddenly thought enthusiastically that if he introduced this person, the reward he received would definitely be a considerable number.

There is no hurry at the moment. The white-haired old man restrained his expression. He saw that the knight had no idea about joining a certain organization. He first established a good relationship and asked for an invitation when he got familiar with it later.

In this area of ​​the East Coast, there are still a few Mavericks. Every knight and magician who want to make progress will choose to join a certain organization. The white-haired old man believes that with his own tongue, he will eventually successfully pull this knight to their Memeli's hut.

After all, among the three major magician organizations in the Manhattan Kingdom, compared with the Shadow Tower and the Death Knives, their Memelis Hut is the best-known organization.

After getting the Ralph potion that he valued the most, and after exchanging contact information with the white-haired old man, Locke walked out of the box.

On the streets of Morrington Harbor, Locke walked on the road and thought, "Plus with the magicians from the Shadow Tower before, this is the second organization to invite him. Is it so thirsty for talent on the East Coast?"

Then he lived in Port Morrington for two weeks and walked through most of the trial sites around him, Locke and Christine and his two women embarked on the road to their new goals.

Bra County, one of the provincial capitals in the south of the Kingdom of Manhattan, is also a big city closest to Locke and others.

Before heading to Bra County, Locke recruited a team of adventurers to escort them through the Magician Guild.

The Port of Morrington is thousands of miles away from Bra County, and it passes through three or four large forests. If there is no one familiar with the journey, Rock himself would probably not be able to go to Bra County in two months.

In addition to providing tasks to past adventurers, the Magician Guild will also be entrusted to issue some tasks.

With the strength of Locke's Quasi Knight and the huge number of golden ropes, it's easy to achieve half of it.

In fact, Locke didn't spend a few big boys either.

"Mr. Locke, do you have any time to go to Bra County?" asked a young knight in half-chain mail.

This is a low-level attendant. Judging from his armor and his jaw stubble that is full of vicissitudes, he is also an experienced knight.

"It's best to arrive within two weeks." said Locke, dressed as an aristocratic look.

With gorgeous clothes, spotless high hats, low-top boots, no need to dress up, Locke was a nobleman.

"Two weeks are too tight. Our Dawn Light Squad may not be able to complete this escort mission." A woman with a fair appearance said, "She is a magician and the captain of Dawn Light Squad.

"It's okay, three weeks are fine, and I have my own guard," Locke said with a head start, like a pampered and generous young man.

"If there are three weeks, our team will take it!" said the female magician Lifa. The customer was very generous in his actions, and their team also needed the money to complete the supply.

The guards Locke mentioned were Rafi and Christine. Under the escort of this adventurer team, their route to Bra County was very safe. Locke didn't need to take action, just pretending to be training the two of them.

It was Christine's attention that made Locke pretend to be a young nobleman, and this girl was quite active, and Locke was helpless and laughed and cried.

The departure date is set tomorrow, and the Dawn Light Team will replenish dry food and essentials tonight.

"This is a deposit." Locke threw a wallet to the Lifa female magician.

The purse with two hundred silver coins was quite large, and the one who caught her was the first young knight wearing a half-body chain mail.

At night, in the tavern room.

"Hehe, who would have thought that the nobleman to be protected was actually a quasi-knight-level powerful man?" Christine smiled as if she had succeeded.

This girl was like a little overlord. During the period when Locke was away, she was a famous female devil in Flor City, and many nobles who were bullied by her, who were taken under the pressure of the Prince's Mansion and dared not speak out, but Locke didn't know.

"I won't take action, it will depend on you and Rafi at that time." Locke slapped Christine in the butt.

"Hmph, I don't believe that you will ignore both of us when you encounter danger." Christine rubbed her little butt and snorted with a pout.

After getting along closely for several months, the girl and Locke are getting closer and closer, and she is happy with the small movements of skin contact.

At this time, Rafi walked into the house with a wooden basin of hot water.

"Come on, let's wash your feet together!" Christine chirped.
Chapter completed!