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Leaving the skeletons like Hei Da in the tavern, the Black Dragon followed Svengol on the streets of Serin City. Svengol tried his best to introduce him to everything in front of him and teach him the necessary common sense of life in human society. After a period of time, Svengol began to understand that the Black Dragon is actually just a skeleton who has never seen the world. He is like a child, curious about everything, but knows nothing. Svengol has confidence that as long as he gives him some time, he is confident that he can teach the Black Dragon to be a kind skeleton.

Although this idea is absurd, it is not impossible. At this time, the black dragon is like a piece of white paper, and anything new will affect his personality. Svengol made up his mind to guide the black dragon's personality in a better way.

Human society is so colorful that the Black Dragon almost lingers. He is dazzled and browsing. Soon, the two of them walked to a building with swords and shield signs hanging at the door.

"This is the Mercenary Guild, the place where the mercenaries take on their missions." Svengol introduced to the Black Dragon while taking the lead in walking into the guild.

On another bustling commercial street, Ailin Lunya casually browsed the various exquisite goods on the street, and asked the female elf Yue beside her in a low voice: "Yue, I really can't understand why the teacher always accompanied the hateful skeleton. It was him who turned us into what we are like now. The teacher not only did not hate him, but also protected him all day like an old hen. I really don't understand what the teacher thought."

Yue frowned and shook her head without saying a word.

"Do you know? Star." Erin turned around and asked the male elf behind her.

Xing said, "The teacher is teaching him."

"Teach him? Why?" Erin had a thin eyebrows inexplicably.

"Now this skeleton is like a child, knowing nothing, and acting on instinct. Anyone who threatens his existence will be eliminated without hesitation. Moreover, he has ten golden skeletons under his command. These skeletons are terrible and cannot kill them by ordinary means. If they are allowed to act on instinct, it will definitely have a serious impact on society. The teacher is teaching him the experience of being a human being and telling him that many things cannot be accomplished by force."

When I walked into the Mercenary Guild, I saw that there were crowds of people inside and were very lively. On one side, there was a very long counter erected on one side. People came and went, and from time to time, they turned from this counter to that counter. Svengol pointed to each counter and introduced to Heilong: "The number one windowsill is the Corps Affairs Department, which mainly deals with all matters about the establishment and upgrading of the Corps. If it was the establishment of a mercenary group or the Corps was promoted, they would handle it at that counter." Svengol might be afraid that the Black Dragon would not understand, so he tried to explain in detail in simple and straightforward words.

"Counter No. 2 and 3 are responsible for the task, look," Svengol said, pointing to the left wall with a lot of paper sticking to it, and there were densely covered with words.

"The wall is the task release bar, from which you can find all mercenary tasks. The mercenary group can find the appropriate tasks on it, and then go to counter No. 2 and 3 to undertake it." After Svengol said, pointing to the fourth counter and said: "The mercenary group that delivers the tasks. If the mercenary group that undertakes the tasks completes the tasks, they can go there to deliver the tasks and receive remuneration. If they find that they can't complete the tasks smoothly again, they can also go there to interrupt the tasks and pay fines."

The explanation was very detailed, and the Black Dragon probably understood it, but there was another question he couldn't figure out: "Why should I take on the task?"

Svengol was delighted, why did he take on the task? Because there will be rewards after taking on the task, many mercenary groups live by commissions for completing the task. He knew that the Black Dragon, the skeleton, had no concept of money, and now is a good opportunity to establish his correct concept of money.

"Because you can make money after completing the task." Svengol carefully considered the words.

"What's the use of making money?" Heilong asked in confusion.

Sure enough! Svengol thought to himself that he knew that the skeleton would ask this, and the skeleton without the concept of money would naturally not understand the role of money. Svengol continued to explain in detail.

"Money is of great use in human society. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are inseparable from money. For example, if you want to eat, you can buy the food you want to eat with money." Svengol said.

"I don't need to eat." The black dragon responded in a wooden manner. Skeletons do not need to eat. As long as the soul fire is not extinguished, they will live forever.

Svengol was stunned. He didn't remember that skeletons didn't have to eat, so they made a mistake. After a pause, he said, "Then you always need food, clothing, housing and transportation. If you have money, you can buy good armor." Svengol said, while looking up and down at the ragged armor on the black dragon and Hei Dahei Er's body, saying, "Exquisite armor can provide better defense and more guaranteed your safety."

The black dragon's dead eyes lit up suddenly, and better armor! The black dragon born on the battlefield understood the importance of a good armor very well. Humans rely on various armors and weapons to obtain stronger bodies and stronger destructive power than undead creatures.

There was no expression on the black dragon's face, but Svengol saw a moving light in his eyes and knew that he had hit his weakness. The iron squad quickly continued while it was hot: "You can not only buy better armor, but you can also buy better weapons when you have money, such as the knife in your hand. This is a standard long sword commonly used by the Alliance army. It is all made by craftsmen. It is of low quality and a hundred times better quality than it. Even the advanced magic craftsmen of the Dwarf Empire carefully created a peerless magic weapon comparable to a magic weapon. You can buy it if you have money." Svengol was eloquent and talked endlessly. For the first time, he found that he had such excellent ability to deceive others.

"Can you make money by taking on tasks?" Better armor and better weapons all require money. In my heart, the black dragon couldn't help but put an important mark on the word "money". Now we have to find a way to make money as soon as possible.

Svengol felt relieved. He had to spend so much saliva and finally came into effect. "That's right." He nodded.

"Calling the task." The black dragon turned his head and walked towards the bulletin board.

"Wait a minute." Svengol quickly grabbed him: "Mercenary missions must be accepted by mercenaries. If you want to accept the mission, you must first establish a mercenary group."

Hearing this, the Black Dragon turned around again and walked directly to the windowsill No. 1. Svengol just said that the establishment of the mercenary group was at this window, and the Black Dragon clearly recorded it.

Unable to defend, Svengol staggered by the skeleton's movements, quickly stood firm and looked at the skeleton's strong back. Svengol sighed in his heart: What a smart skeleton, I don't know if it is right or wrong to bring him to this human world? He shook his head, as if he wanted to throw these annoying thoughts away from his mind. Svengol quickly walked towards the skeleton.

"Build a Mercenary Group." Inside the windowsill was a middle-aged man. When he heard the black dragon's voice, he raised his head and looked at the black dragon. When he saw the black dragon's eyes, he suddenly shook and stayed there, with a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

"Build a mercenary group." Heilong stared at his eyes woodenly and said again.

The middle-aged man was shocked and woke up. He responded in a panic. Then he quickly lowered his head and flipped on the table. He didn't know what he was looking for, but his body was trembling slightly.

"What mercenary group do you want to build?" After a while, the middle-aged man seemed to calm down a little, raised his head and asked the Black Dragon, but when he saw the Black Dragon's eyes again, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Heilong was surprised by his attitude: Am I so scary? Haven’t I covered up my true face with skin revitalizing my skin? Why is he still afraid of me? Did he see through my true face?

"Black Dragon." I was too lazy to think about my name, so the Black Dragon directly reported his real name.

The middle-aged man painted a piece of paper a few times and asked again: "How many people are there?"

“Eleven.”

The middle-aged man asked several questions one after another, and the black dragon answered them one by one. Finally, the middle-aged man said, "I have registered, please pay the two gold coins for handling."

Pay money? I don’t have money! Heilong was stunned for a moment: Didn’t Svengol say that taking tasks is a way to make money? How could you get money if you didn’t even take tasks? Just as he was about to say something, the person behind him stretched out a hand and put two gold coins on the counter. Heilong looked back and saw that it was Svengol.

"I forgot to tell you that the group building requires a handling fee." Svengol whispered in his ear.

The middle-aged man looked in panic and turned around and left, called Gulos; the strong man of the black dragon trembled deeply from the bottom of his heart, and murmured with a sentence: "What a terrible look." As a senior staff member of the Mercenary Guild, the middle-aged man had seen many people of all kinds, but he had never seen such a dead look, like the eyes of a dead person. Such eyes would only appear on those who killed people like numb and regarded human lives as mustard.

The black dragon's heart moved, and the middle-aged man at the counter muttered the last sentence, which was caught by his keen ear soldiers. When he walked towards the mission bulletin board, he whispered to Svengol: "Is my eyes scary?"

Svengol didn't understand why, so he turned around and looked at him deeply, and then couldn't help but shivered.

What kind of eyes are these! They are cold, dead, without a trace of anger, just like a pair of dead eyes. Svengol couldn't help but shivered. He had seen these eyes countless times, but every time he looked at them, he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

Angry? What is anger? After listening to Svengol's words, the Black Dragon fell into deep thought.

It turns out that mercenary tasks are divided into levels. The newly established mercenary group has only primary levels and can only take on primary tasks.

"Why do we need to divide the levels?" Black Dragon asked Svengol in confusion.

Svengol thought for a while and said, "Because the requirements of many tasks are relatively strict, no one knows whether a mercenary group has the ability to complete this task, so the level is the most intuitive standard for measuring the mercenary group's ability."

Black Dragon nodded to show his understanding. Svengol disbanded his anti-black group and incorporated them into Black Dragon's mercenary group because he knew that no matter how the situation changed in the future, the fate of the four of them would never be able to be separated from this skeleton again.

After coming out of the Mercenary Guild, Svengol's face looked a little ugly. The Mercenary Guild has the most perfect intelligence network in the world. There is almost nothing in the world that the Mercenary Guild does not know. From the intelligence purchased in the guild, I learned that the Church of Light does have something like the soul of redemption, and it is a sacred object of the Church of Light, which is enshrined in the Cathedral of the Holy Light, the headquarters of the Church of Light.
Chapter completed!