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Chapter 132: Too heavy responsibility is always exhausting

"Trust?" Mann paused with the gold coin's hand and looked at the man in confusion. He didn't understand what the other party needed to entrust him.

But if there is a commission, he doesn't mind listening.

"Yes." Xiskama looked very sincere, and she put her hands behind her back and said in a heavy tone.

"Or it was a request from me."

Chu Weiwei turned her head away. In fact, she discovered from the beginning that this man had many traces of fighting. He may have just experienced a battle, and his commission may also be related to these.

"I believe you should have heard of it before you come here. This city is now experiencing the invasion of wild animals."

As he spoke, Xiskama walked back to his seat and sat down. He had an injury on his leg and could not stand for a long time.

"Shiskama is located at the westernmost part of the Kingdom and the continent, and further west here is the rumored barren land. From the earliest times, the purpose of the establishment of the Heskama was to resist the wild beasts of the barren land entering the kingdom."

Siskama leaned against his seat, with some memories in her eyes, and tried to tell the past briefly.

In fact, he could just ask for his commission without giving these things, but during this period, he often thinks about these things alone, and maybe he also wants someone to talk about them.

"My ancestors had a fierce and glorious war here. He bathed in blood and killed the beasts and established the Heskama. The king personally gave him a name and gave him the sword to kill the beasts. He also made a vow to protect this place and promised never to betray it. This is the oath of our family to the kingdom, and to protect this place with blood as an alliance until death."

In the seat, Xiskama seemed to sigh slightly, it was very light and it was hard to hear clearly.

"I should have been like this, but this year's beast tide is bigger than any other time in previous years, and the reinforcements sent by the kingdom are difficult to resist, so I want to hire some adventurers. And I hope that the commission I have made to you is to help us resist the attack of the beast tide."

"Of course." Xiskama looked at Mann, and a smile appeared on her face: "We won't let children go to the battlefield."

His meaning is obvious, and he hopes that the first time he can accept the commission.

"Every adventurer, we will give a ten gold coin employment fee and increase it according to the degree of contribution after the beast tide ends."

If ten gold coins are an ordinary commission, this is a fee that is difficult to refuse. Under normal circumstances, one gold coins will be enough for an ordinary family to eat for two or three months.

But compared with the commission proposed by Xiskama, this is an unacceptable fee.

Fighting with wild beasts in the barren land is the best preparation for death at any time. A person's life can be far more than ten gold coins.

However, this is already the highest fee that Xiskama can give, and he has to hire far more than the first adventurer.

"I'm sorry, we refuse." Unexpectedly, Mann actually rejected the proposal directly and didn't even think about it.

Ten gold coins are quite attractive to him. At least for him, he can have more than ten gold coins at present, which means that he will be more likely to make more money when he goes to the next business trip.

But he chose to refuse, which surprised Chu a little.

"So." Xiskama showed some regretful look.

"Okay, I don't force you. I will receive your food as usual. In the end, I will thank you for saving my soldiers' lives. I will ask someone to arrange accommodation for you so that you can stay until you want to leave."

"Thank you very much, so let's say goodbye first." Mann gave a simple salute, which was the only etiquette he grew up on the street.

Xiskama asked someone to take Mann and Chu to leave, and arranged a hostel for them to stay near the city lord's mansion.

In the city lord's mansion, Xiskama sat in her seat and looked up at the hall. He remembered the family story he heard from his father's mouth when he was a child.

Protecting here is not only a vow to the kingdom, but also his vow to the family. This vow contains the glory that the family has been upheld for hundreds of years and the belief that it cannot be disappointed.

This belief passed down from generation to generation finally became a burden on his shoulders.

The moment the oath was broken, it was probably the moment when his belief collapsed.

He understood this, but he could do nothing.

Now he can only gather the power he can gather as much as possible to survive this beast tide. But in fact, he also understands that the beast tide comes every year, and he can only stay here forever until he dies. This is a mission that has been destined since the beginning of his life.

In the empty hall, a tired and heavy sigh came, and then slowly dissipated.

Generally, shops in Xiskama City rarely open in autumn, so it is hard to imagine that there is a small hostel next to the city lord.

But this is not bad, at least the residents can have a place to drink, and Chu and Mann can also have a place to stay.

The hostel is divided into two levels, the upper floor is the accommodation room, and the lower floor is a place similar to a tavern.

Although it is similar to a tavern, the lower floors are usually not too noisy. Everyone drinks their own wine, and the sound insulation in the room is pretty good, so it is not very noisy when they stay at night.

It was almost night, and the sky in the west was grayish yellow in the evening, which was not so beautiful and a little depressing. The same was true for the atmosphere in this city, even the winery in the tavern came to drink.

Chu and Mann sat next to the bar. They ordered some food and made a lot of money today. Mann was going to eat some good food.

A dark-skinned man sat in the corner of the tavern, holding a xylophone and singing a song from where he didn't know where it was.

The song is melodious, like the thoughts and faint sorrow of the person singing, which is transmitted into everyone's ears.

"Well, my dear hometown, do you still remember me?"

"Or you don't remember, because I've been away from you for too long."

The tavern seemed to be quieter, and the people drinking wine were silent, and they listened carefully to the song.
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