Chapter 1917: Perpetual Crazy Empire (2)

Imperial capital.
Adventurer's Guild Hall.
"Ah? The dangerous species killed without receiving the task is not considered as an adventurer's contribution? That is the earth dragon, the first-level dangerous species! First-level! Only gold-level adventurers can single it out, right?"
The very thin-looking brunette boy is trying to get the receptionist of the Adventurer's Guild to change his "black iron" brand to "gold".
He quarreled other adventurers who exchanged information or read rewards because of the loud voice. Some people cast their dissatisfied gazes, but after hearing the content of his yelling, they turned their heads and pretended not to be disturbed.
After all, the "grading rules" for adventurers on the wall are clearly written.
Five-level dangerous species, common, just beasts, black iron level,
The fourth-level dangerous species, uncommon, very strong and swift beast, black iron and silver level,
A third-level dangerous species, rare, a beast whose size and strength far exceed common sense, silver level,
Second-level dangerous species, rare, monsters with special abilities and special appearances, silver and gold level
The first-level dangerous species is very rare, generally a dragon-shaped monster that can easily destroy the town, gold-level.
Although this rating is not accurate for non-combat-specialized adventurers, people who are not capable of combat will not pick up tasks that they cannot complete just because they have risen to the corresponding level.
"Yes, for the first-level dangerous species, we will pay the relevant bounty as much as possible, but the guild will not be able to settle the'adventurer contribution' for you without receiving a request for crusade," the woman in charge of the reception remained polite Attitude, it is obvious that we often encounter similar situations: "Because'adventurer contribution' and'adventurer level' represent how many people you have helped."
"I see..." Tazmi scratched his head: "The ‘bounty for crusade’ is the value of the materials on the monsters, and the commission paid by the client to the Adventurer’s Guild is the ‘contribution’."
"There is basically no problem with your understanding." The receptionist kept smiling.
Tazmi turned his head and looked at the bulletin board for a while. The Dark Iron Rank can accept tasks: "I don't want to do tasks such as moving rocks, repairing cars, organizing books, and fighting thieves. It also takes a lot of time. Is there a faster one, such as [Assassination]—I’m joking haha...ha."
When he said "Assassination", the noisy Adventurer's Guild suddenly fell silent, and the adventurers who had turned their sights turned their eyes back to him, but this time it was not an admiration for the "powerful adventurer". , But the mercy for the "live and dead".
"Also please know," the smile on the receptionist's face remained, but his tone became extremely cold: "The Adventurer's Guild is a completely neutral organization and does not provide any commissions that may cause conflicts between people."
"Uh, I didn't mean that..." Tazmi still wanted to distinguish two sentences.
"This is your bounty, please collect it, thank you for your contribution to the Adventurer's Guild, please go slowly." The receptionist threw a bag of coins on the counter.
"..." Tazmi finally gave up his intention to say something more, silently put away the bounty and left the Adventurer's Guild.
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Tazmi, who was almost the same as being swept out, watched the people coming and going on the bustling streets of the imperial capital, and didn't know what to do for a while.
"Uh...forgot to ask her if she had seen Iyeas and Shayou. They set off earlier than me, so they should have arrived earlier."
This time their three childhood friends left the village and came to the imperial capital. They had the idea of ​​"becoming a famous adventurer", because a "golden adventurer" appeared in the neighboring village across a mountain, and there were always outsiders going. The visit there turned out to be lively and prosperous in the place where the environment and output were not as good as their own. The village chief who had a bad relationship with the next door waved his hand and made Tazmi, Iyeas and Shayo A troublemaker who learned something from a veteran army officer also went to be an adventurer, so as to bring some customers back to the village.
Thinking about it now, they were completely bluffed by the village chief's big words. Looking at the rules and regulations, how easy it is to become a high-level adventurer.
Speaking of it... It's normal for the Adventurer's Guild not to provide the "Assassination" commission, but it is also normal for people to fight between people? So what are those commissions to fight against thieves? Don’t thieves count as humans?
"Because those commissions were not provided by the Adventurer's Guild." A slightly lazy female voice sounded.
"Huh?" Tazmi raised his hand to cover his mouth, wondering if he had spoken out.
"People who come to the Adventurer's Guild for the first time will have this question," the woman said again: "If you want to explain in detail, you have to invite me to drink."
When Tazmi turned to look, he found that the speaker was a woman with blonde hair and golden eyes, wearing a black short top and strangely styled white trousers, tall women, the most striking thing was that the one looked like a fighting champion. Thick belt.
"Okay," Tazmi touched the bounty he had just received in his pocket: "Drink as much as you like."
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"...Rounding her up is equivalent to drinking a dragon. The wine in the imperial capital is really expensive."
Tazmi walked out of the tavern and squeezed the purse with only a few coins left.
"However, these pieces of information are also worthwhile. Seeing the appearance of the people in the Adventurer's Guild, you definitely wouldn't want to tell me about it."
According to the elder sister, the Adventurer’s Guild a thousand years ago was not like this. In addition to retreating beasts and crusade against bandits, there were also "attacks", "guards", "infiltration", and "guards". The mission of the empire, the empire's high-levels are happy to see these powerful people internally conflict with each other, just to avoid causing them to mess.
But the problem lies in the "assassination" commission provided by the Adventurer's Guild. Although there are also corresponding "rescue" tasks, in this case, there are very few real fights between adventurers, or the assassination is successful. The goal is to abandon the mission and evacuate, and only the victims themselves are afraid or lost.
There is a very simple logic. If the target of the assassination commission is hung up, it must be hated by others, and the client is unable to retaliate on his own. Those who meet this condition are basically officials of the empire.
Although I don't know how emboldened the Adventurer's Guild was in the earliest days and dared to entrust the assassination to the public, this behavior was finally completely banned a thousand years ago.
At that time, the imperial emperor asked the Adventurer’s Guild to withdraw all commissions related to the imperial officials. After being rejected, they gathered skilled craftsmen from all over the country. Using various super dangerous species as materials, they spent countless manpower and material resources to produce forty-eight pieces called The weapon of "Teigu" is in full-scale war with the Adventurer's Guild.
The battle history and details are untestable, but the result is that the Adventurer’s Guild has become this kind of simple "human-to-environment" organization, and the task of "human-to-human" crusades such as bandits is commissioned by the empire.
If you really want to accept those "retro" commissions, you have to negotiate in person with people who have such needs. However, since it is difficult for both parties to trust each other, relevant news will not circulate.
And even if this kind of commission is completed, the contribution of the Adventurer’s Guild will not be obtained, but only thanks and money from the delegator himself, and perhaps a little bit of reputation in the small circle.
The problem now is... Tazmi looked up at the darkened sky.
Should I sleep on a park bench or a tunnel bridge tonight?