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Chapter 125 Getting Hit by...

Chapter 125 Getting Hit by...

In a derelict boulder ruin.

Dorothy emerged from underground, stretched, and let the sunlight bathe her body.

"Oh, this feels so good. People really do need to soak up the sun."

I lived underground for two months. Although there was light source down there, it was obviously more comfortable than sunlight.

Anna came out from behind and looked at Dorothy, who was embracing the sun.

"Shall we set off for the City of Apprentices immediately?"

Dorothy turned her head, revealing a mischievous smile. She wagged her finger and said, "No rush. Actually, I really yearn for an adventurous life. I remember there's a Mercenary Guild on the way back to Apprentice City from here, right? I can pick up a few quests along the way and level up my adventure rank."

"You'll stay with me, right?"

Anna looked at the grinning Dorothy, smoothed her hair with her hand, and tucked it behind her pointed ear.

"You know perfectly well what I'm asking," she said softly.

Dorothy was clearly pleased with the answer and happily jumped to Anna's side, taking Anna's hand in hers.

"Alright, let's go!"

Dorothy cheered and grabbed Anna's hand, running into the forest.

Anna looked down at their clasped hands.

Dorothy's hands were very white, especially when compared to Anna's hands in the sunlight, they appeared even whiter.

Anna unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand, and a slight smile crept onto her lips.

Two days later.

As Dorothy had said, after leaving the Gritwood Forest, the two went to the nearest mercenary guild.

Dorothy was dressed in a linen robe and wore a large wizard's hat. She held her magic staff, Cinderella, in her left hand and placed her right hand on the table, tapping it repeatedly with her index finger.

"Hmm, there aren't any good missions."

Anna, sitting opposite her, had changed into a light armor, with two short blades tucked into her waistband, a short bow slung across her back, and a hood covering her face.

Anna rolled her eyes when she heard Dorothy's complaints.

"There are plenty of tasks available, you just don't want to take them."

"But those missions are so boring, they're mostly escort missions. We came to this town on an escort mission."

Given Dorothy and Anna's walking speed, they could be quite fast without using any transportation.

It took me two days to reach this town because I had accepted a mission to escort a caravan.

Dorothy's mercenary rank is currently the lowest level, Dust.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't have been able to accept any escort missions before.

However, the caravan was stationed in the Toughwood Forest at the time, and the caravan couldn't find many legitimate mercenaries.

Moreover, the caravans in that area were clearly not engaged in legitimate business.

For Dorothy and the caravan at that time, each other was the best choice.

Once they reach a proper location, Dorothy's adventure level will obviously prevent her from accepting escort missions.

Dorothy turned her head and glanced at the mission panel.

The only tasks left for her there were various collection missions.

Those tasks take a long time, pay little, and don't get much feedback.

Doing those kinds of tasks is too uneconomical.

"So you'll just wait here until a suitable mission comes along?"

Anna crossed her arms and slightly raised her eyes, glancing to the side.

The mercenary guild in this small town is not very large.

However, due to its proximity to the Toughwood Forest, there are quite a few mercenaries.

At this moment, many mercenaries at other tables who were drinking were glancing at them from time to time.

Judging from Dorothy and Anna's attire, it's easy to tell that their combination is a sorceress and an assassin.

Furthermore, neither Dorothy nor Anna possesses a significant physical advantage.

The appearance of such a combination easily arouses speculation among other mercenaries.

Are they waiting for their teammates, or are they here to find their teammates?

In short, female mercenaries are very popular.

Dorothy held her magic wand at an angle, hugging it to her chest: "If I could get another escort mission, my mercenary rank could go up."

She had already accompanied Elor on many missions and was already at the critical point of leveling up.

Dorothy pouted as she looked at Anna, who was sitting leisurely across from her.

"I say, Miss Anna, you're so strong, why aren't you a mercenary?"

Anna simply shrugged indifferently and said, "I'm not human, so why would I become a mercenary?"

Dorothy raised her right hand and rubbed her thumb and forefinger together.

"Money, of course it's about money!"

Anna shook her head slightly in disappointment, saying, "I thought you'd have some long-winded explanation, but it turns out to be such a superficial reason."

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Dorothy held up her finger and waved it from side to side, giving him a look that said, "You don't understand at all."

"No, no, no, Miss Anna, that's not right of you. In human society, you can't get anywhere without money."

Anna didn't understand these things.

In the past, when she traded with humans, it was always the humans who begged her to trade with them.

Dorothy naturally noticed her expression.

Then she suddenly remembered.

Anna's previous transactions seemed to involve directly trading gold sand and gems.

The area where the Dark Elves live is rich in minerals, making it easy to pan for gold dust and find all sorts of gems.

Moreover, the Dark Elves have very low material desires.

Money is not very important to Anna; it is merely an item she trades with humans.

"Forehead----"

Dorothy instantly lost all the strength to explain to Anna.

Because it simply doesn't make sense.

Unless Anna lives in the human world for a long time, she will not be aware of this.

But considering Anna's strength, it seems she wouldn't have to worry about money even if she were penniless.

Dorothy could only say helplessly, "Never mind, you'll understand when you're my age."

Anna was completely confused when she heard this.

In Anna's eyes, Dorothy had only been on her feet for a few years, yet she dared to say such things to her!

While the two were chatting idly.

The mercenary who had been observing them for a while got up and came over.

"Oh, you two beautiful ladies, may I buy you a drink? Just call me Jack."

The mercenary, who called himself Jack, walked up to Dorothy and Anna's table with what he thought was a cool smile.

He raised his hand and beckoned to the bartender who was standing not far away.

"Bring these two ladies some goat milk."

"No need," Anna said, stopping the bartender.

"Uh—" The mercenary, feeling embarrassed, shrugged and walked back amidst the laughter of his companions.

Anna frowned slightly and reminded Dorothy, "We should go."

Dorothy scratched her head in exasperation.

"I'll take another look at the quest board." With that, Dorothy got up and walked towards the quest board.

Although she had seen it many times today, the Mercenary Guild updated the mission again just now.

So Dorothy decided to try her luck.

She stood in front of the task board, scanning the task list that had just been posted on it.

She skipped over those missions of Iron rank and above.

"Searching for herbs, acquiring monster materials—hmm? This is—"

Dorothy's eyes suddenly lit up.

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