Chapter 133: Side Quest Triggered

On a weekend morning, the Adventurer's Association of Akanix City welcomed two special guests.

They rode a two-wheeled mechanical vehicle, and the roar of the engine sounded particularly exciting.

Many young adventurers were curious about this vehicle, but the driver was a tall guy wearing a full set of power armor.

This made them dare not approach to talk.

On the contrary, the ranger girl sitting in the back seat of the vehicle looked cute and easy to talk to.

"Okay, this is the Adventurer's Association. Let's go and see if there are any money-making tasks."

After removing the helmet, Carl transformed V into the Iron Guardian form again and took Lisanna into the building of the Adventurer's Association.

The mechanical sound produced when the motorcycle was transformed was a bit similar to that in the Transformers movie. Several adventurers who were afraid to come forward because of Carl's power armor suddenly couldn't sit still.

"This is really cool! I am willing to buy a basic version with 500 gold coins!"

Watching Carl leave, a wanderer sighed with his companion with envy.

But his companion just glanced at him sideways, and then poured cold water on him.

"Come on, look at that thing, it's glowing, and it's floating in the air. Are you sure you can buy it for 500 gold coins? Think about the price of those airships in Sarn!"

The warrior who had just spoken scratched his chin as he watched Carl walk into the building with envy, and then walked into the association with several of his companions.

After scanning the tavern, several people soon found Carl near the notice board.

At this time, a receptionist lady of the association was introducing the task to Carl.

"Sir, according to your current level, you can accept these tasks, but I personally recommend that you accept this task of helping to repair strange equipment. It is not only safe, but also very rewarding."

After returning Carl's adventure certificate, the receptionist looked at Carl with a tearful look in her eyes.

As the receptionist of the Adventure Association of Akanix City, she usually receives many students from Akanix, but those first and second level little mages are obviously a group of "poor ghosts".

This one in front of her is different.

Look at that power armor and iron guards. If they hook up, even if it's just for fun, they won't have to worry about their lives for the rest of their lives.

'Let this kid feel my charm! '

Just thinking this, Lisanna, who had been ignored by the receptionist, pointed to another task and said:

"Brother! This! This! I think this task is very suitable for me!"

Following Lisanna's finger, Carl read the task requirements carefully and found that it was looking for someone to hunt wild boars in the forest in the east.

Every spring, when the wild boars enter the breeding period, they will become extremely irritable, and even trample the crops around the jungle in serious cases.

Most of the crops planted in the farmlands of Aundair are cash crops, which are relatively precious, so the farmers are very generous in paying.

However, this task is settled according to the wild boars hunted. If you don't kill a few, you may not even be able to earn back the money for the potions consumed.

"Okay! This is it!"

Without listening to the receptionist's advice, Carl and Lisanna quickly went through the mission acceptance procedures, and then walked out with the mission certificate.

"Hey! Brother, excuse me, where did you buy this?"

Seeing that Carl was about to leave, the adventurers who had taken a fancy to the motorcycle came up quickly.

"Ah? You mean this? I made it myself."

"Are you a machinist?"

"Of course!"

Looking at Carl's power armor, which had more exaggerated defense than plate armor, the adventurers seemed to choke on their words.

They should have thought of it earlier.

Seeing that they were silent, Carl was about to continue walking outside with Lisanna, but he thought of something, so he turned around and said:

"I am an artificial life servant, and your profession cannot use it. But if you just want the vehicle before it transforms, you can wait a while. I may sell it in the near future."

"Yes, yes, we want that kind of vehicle. Will you come to the Adventurer's Association to sell it? We will definitely support you!"

Amid the farewell eyes of several adventurers, Carl made V turn into a motorcycle again, and then took Lisanna to the East Gate.

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"Brother Carl! That receptionist just now was so annoying!"

On the way to the Eastern Forest, Lisanna hugged Carl's waist of the power armor and cricketed the receptionist who had taken a fancy to Carl.

"Ha! I just didn't take the initiative to receive you. You are a grudge girl. It's obvious that I have the final say in our combination, and you are just a child."

Letting go of the handlebars, Carl turned around and touched Lisanna's hair. The whistling wind blew Lisanna's hair into a mess.

V controlled the handlebars, and the motorcycle drove very smoothly, no worse than those old horses who knew the way.

Soon, the farm buildings could be seen in the distance.

Andair's cities and villages are quite close, mainly because they had insufficient arable land during the tense period with Eruden, so they carried out in-depth development of idle land.

Following the road, Carl came to the place where the farmer lived according to the location mentioned in the mission certificate.

In the distant arable land, you can see the stopped arable land strange machinery equipment, which looks like Carl's combine harvester in his previous life, but it is a magical version.

"Hello, sir. We are adventurers who have received a mission. Are the wild boars mentioned in the mission in the forest over there?"

According to Carl's previous experience, it is best to communicate with the real client of the mission before doing the mission.

However, when the farmer came out of his house, Carl frowned.

"You are the adventurer, right? Oh, you are finally here. No matter where the wild boar is, as long as you kill it, we will pay!"

At the door of the house, the farmer with bandages on his forehead and right hand came out of the house groaning.

The other party was an old man who looked quite old, and the cry of an old woman could be vaguely heard in the house.

"You were injured by a wild boar?"

"Yes."

"The healing potion doesn't work?"

"It does work a little, but I'm old and my body doesn't recover that fast."

"Wait a minute, I'll check it for you."

Under the surprised eyes of the old farmer, Carl, who looked more like a warrior than a warrior, took out some mysterious things from his backpack and placed them on the ground, then pulled the old man into a carpet depicting a magic circle.

Taking a small spoonful of silver powder, Carl injected magic power into the pattern on the carpet.

The pattern on the carpet suddenly lit up, and then black air suddenly emerged from the old man's forehead and arms.

"Your wound has the power of the undead, so the injury is recovering so slowly. I think you should report this to your lord. There is residual undead power in the wild boar, which is not a good thing."

Putting away those things, Carl took out a small bottle of holy water and dipped his finger into it and touched the old man's forehead and arm.

The black mist dissipated immediately, and the old man could even hear the faint wailing sound when the black mist dissipated.

His body trembled, and then he said as if waking up from a dream: "Yes! You are right! Young man, don't leave yet! I have to ask the villagers to come over to discuss it."

I have been a little busy recently, and some book friends have reported that the content has become watered down, so I plan to change it back to 4,000 words per day for the next period of time, and then change it back when I am done, otherwise it will affect the quality too much.