Located in the northeast of Tahrir City, the Shadow Guild is close to the business district and the auction market, and the headquarters complex is in the shape of an inverted "concave", which looks grand and solemn.

The open-top carriage sped all the way, but slowed down as it approached the plaza in front of the Shadow Guild, eventually stopping in what appeared to be a special area for carriages.

In the center of the extremely open square is a statue of a knight carved out of a black boulder, holding a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right, his body squatting slightly with a serious expression, and his tense muscles indicate that he is preparing to attack.

"Lord Raymond, this is the statue of the founder of the Shadow Guild himself, and it is said that he was in the last mission of the Shadow Guild," the red-haired old man who led Raymond through the square, pointed to the statue and introduced Raymond. "He is also one of the pioneers of the Northern Ice Field, a great human knight with chivalric qualities!"

Raymond, who was carrying a large suitcase, did not speak, but he found that almost everyone who passed by the statue would salute the statue, and the black statue itself contained an inexplicable energy atmosphere, which made this angular stone statue give him a "round" feeling, which was very strange.

Raymond, who twisted his breath inside, followed the red-haired old man through the square and then came to the door of the headquarters of the Shadow Guild, the hundreds of steps were all paved with white jade, and when Raymond stepped on the steps, he had the feeling of being spied on.

Raymond, who had already retracted his breath, let this peeping pass by his side, but at the moment of his departure, he moved his fingers lightly, integrating a wisp of his own spiritual power into it.

Climbing the stairs, Raymond finally understood the principle of this peeping when he came to the door of the Shadow Guild.

The energy fluctuations are extremely weak, and they will move away immediately after passing by everyone, this kind of automatic probing breath is stimulated. It's not a deliberate act by a controller, it's actually just a probing rune array.

It's just that this probing talisman array is set up extremely cleverly, and it is actually set under these stone steps, and it also has a probing restriction, which should only have an effect on wizards below the second level.

It was still early, but Raymond, who followed the red-haired old man into the hall of the Shadow Guild, found that there were more people inside than in the tavern just now.

Strong and gruff orcs, serious human knights in chain mail, hill dwarves with curly manes, burly bears......

However, although there were many people, the hall was not noisy. And these guys, who survive with physical strength, have formed a long queue of more than a dozen, patiently waiting to handle affairs.

"Lord Raymond, all the adventurers in the hall have come here to take on tasks," the red-haired old man led Raymond to the stairs on the left side of the hall. Whispering. "As a small team that is hired, this is how we get the corresponding tasks. After resupplying, you will quickly travel to the northern ice field......"

Listening to the introduction of the red-haired old man as he went. Following him, Raymond eventually arrived on the third floor of the west podium of the Shadow Guild, and found that the number of adventurers gathered in the Shadow Guild was a bit too large.

On the third floor of the main building, there are at least hundreds of adventurers who are squatting or standing there talking in a low voice, while the number in the west podium is even larger, and Raymond, who has not conducted a detailed investigation, estimates the number of adventurers currently in the Shadow Guild. It won't be less than a thousand.

Led Raymond to the west podium, the red-haired old man entered a long corridor, and at the door of the room at the end of the corridor stood a strong bear man in heavy armor. Like the guards here.

Slowing down to the door, the strong bear man let out a trollful smile as he opened the door for the red-haired old man. "Ho ho ho, the old guy is here to send compensation?"

The wide folio door was only half opened, and the red-haired old man, who had obviously been taunted by the bear man more than once, did not reply to his face, and hurried in after the door was opened.

Raymond, who was carrying a large suitcase and bowing his head, was about to follow up, but when he found that the bear man had blocked the door, he was looking at him with a puzzled look.

The red-haired old man who walked through the door stopped, and Raymond, who looked up, smiled at the bear man, and raised the suitcase in his hand slightly.

But the bearman's huge head was just about to catch up, but Raymond had already reached out and pushed the bearman away, passed directly past him, and walked in.

Some of the sturdy bear men who were dazed stared at Raymond's back and were even more confused, but Raymond, who had already turned the corner of the corridor with the red-haired old man, had disappeared from his field of vision.

A confused expression appeared on his face, and then the strong bear man who scratched his head couldn't understand why such a thin young wizard was, but he just gave him a nudge and let him step aside, allowing him to walk in easily.

Moreover, this thin young wizard, for the extraordinarily deep eyes of Lang What, would make him feel dizzy.

But the bear man couldn't figure it out, so he didn't want to, and after closing the door again, he stood in the doorway, but after a moment he yawned and felt tired, but he could only wait for the guard to come over.

But the red-haired old man who walked in front was a little shocked, Raymond passed through the gate so easily, which he had never expected before.

Raymond, who was following closely behind him, smiled and lowered his voice. "It's just a little trick. ”

The red-haired old man who was shocked in his heart smiled bitterly and shook his head, only a wizard with a certain level of strength could use this kind of small spell so roundly, if he had just cast a spell in front of this bear man, the result would definitely be smashed into a meat pie by this alert bear man!

The narrow passage came to an end, and the half-hidden door was gently pushed open by the red-haired old man.

The lavish fuchsia carpeted room was a little empty, but the man sitting in the chaise longue behind the desk immediately turned his head, and after a wary glance, relaxed.

The white wizard's robes, sunken eyes, and bluish face, combined with the high bridge of the nose, made the middle-aged wizard's expression a little arrogant.

The red-haired old man who walked two steps to the desk bowed down and spoke in a very humble tone. "Monroe-sama ......"

But before the red-haired old man could finish his words, the middle-aged wizard scolded. "Don't talk nonsense here, hurry up and sign the agreement to end the matter, this time the shadow has lost so much, don't think that you can pass the test by softening it with two words!"

The red-haired old man standing there with his head bowed stiffened, and his body was very sad.

And Raymond, who was puzzled by the red-haired old man's unfinished words, walked slowly over with a large suitcase, and came to the red-haired old man's side, but saw that his expression was very dazed.

Monroe, who didn't seem to wake up, yawned, took a stack of papers on the table in his hand, flipped through them as if he was looking for them, and continued to scold without raising his head. "Old guy, don't say that I didn't give you face, if you don't sign the agreement today, even the three of you will be held accountable!"

Seeing that Raymond didn't speak, the red-haired old man's face turned red argued. "Monroe-sama, you said the day before yesterday that you could release Saman as long as you collected the ransom!"

"Oh, but I remember being told that you had to sign the agreement before you could pay the ransom," Monroe sneered as he glanced up at the red-haired old man. "If you don't agree, the three of you must also pay the same compensation as Samandi!"

With a "snap" slammed a document on the table, Monroe, who was lying down again, glanced at the red-haired old man but did not speak, as if he was too lazy to explain.

The red-haired old man, who had been humiliated, blushed, angrily picked up the agreement on the table and began to open it, and after a moment his face turned pale.

Raymond, who leaned around him and took a look at the contents of the agreement, still looked calm, but the red-haired old man's hands holding the agreement trembled angrily. "But you didn't inform me that the ransom had to be delivered last night!"

Rolling his eyes, the middle-aged wizard Monroe sneered. "I don't have a good memory, maybe I forgot to notify, but now I have to follow such an agreement!" (To be continued......)