Conston was very bleak in late autumn.

　　 The ruined walls and the few pedestrians on the streets all tell the truth.

　　 Conston declined, like a fading dusk.

　　 But something abnormal is that in this declining Conston, the public security situation is getting better and better.

　　 The leader of the small group who used to show off their strength in the past was always reported by his subordinates inexplicably, and was even thrown at the door of the police station with a bunch of flowers tied up.

　　 And this strange atmosphere is not limited to this, speculative profiteers, year-round pickpockets...have been arrested by people around them in a variety of strange ways, and then sent to the police station...

　　 The whole Conston atmosphere changed for a while, which was unexpected to many people.

　　 And the "instigator" potion in the curly baboon's body was gradually eaten and digested by him...

　　 At 17 Tulip Street, the curly-haired baboons who were idle with lice finally ushered in the first business of the mercenary group.

Yes, because the term "Detective Agency" is too advanced, so that after opening for a few days, the door is still awkward. Finally, in Azik's narrow smile, "Luz Detective Agency" officially changed its name to "Luz Mercenary" group".

　　 Several days passed before finally ushered in the first business.

　　 "Lutz Mercenary Group", this is really on the right track.

　　…………

　　 "huh, huhu..."

　　 After finishing a day of miscellaneous commissions, the curly baboon was so tired that he couldn't lift his energy.

　　In his original idea, the mission of the mercenary group was to investigate some derailment, assassinate or protect some people.

　　 Just like "Sherlock Moriarty" in the original book.

　　 Although there is a certain degree of danger, it is better than leisure and eating for a few years.

　　 This is dangerous, for the curly baboon who is already Sequence 8 is nothing.

　　 Besides, even if you really can’t hold it, don’t forget that there is an "angel" Azik behind him!

　　 With such a thick black thigh, the curly baboon felt that he could walk sideways in Jianhai County without any major problems.

　　 So, Lucid’s idea is very beautiful...

　　 Unfortunately, everything is not as he imagined.

　　 The tasks that the mercenary group has received these days are all trivial things.

　　 For example, help find these strange tasks such as missing puppies.

　　 This made him sad. He wanted to refuse the task several times, but when he turned his head and saw Azik's smile, he could only take it with tears.

　　Because Azik is guarding No.17 Tulip Street, the "Lutz Mercenary Group" does not accept missions outside the city. For this reason, Lucid is always the one who goes out to run errands...

　　 It was the evening again, looking at the colorful sunset in the sky, the curly baboon had only one thought:

　　 "So sleepy! Such a life is too difficult..."

　　 At this moment, Azik came over slowly.

"Ugh……"

　　 He sighed and said apologetically:

　　 "My good friend, it's really hard for you..."

　　 "I originally wanted to hire a bartender and let you be the tavernkeeper..."

　　 Listening to Azik's words, the curly baboon felt aggrieved.

　　 You wanted to hire someone as a bartender, you said earlier!

　　 Are you talking about this now? Are you looking for a fight?

　　 His heart is bleeding, but he can't beat it...

　　 So angry!

　　 But at this moment, the door of the "Lutz Mercenary Group" was slammed open, knocking down the wall and making a "bang".

　　……

　　 Lucid and Azik frowned at the same time.

　　 This is an obese man who claims to be the butler of Lord Woischekh Kovalevsky.

　　 He commanded Lucid and Azik with an arrogant attitude:

　　 "My master asked me to choose a few mercenaries and deliver a batch of supplies to Legus. The time is tomorrow morning, is it clear? The fee is 10 pounds!"

　　 He raised his head and asked Lucid with his nostrils:

　　 "How about it, can't you pick it up?"

　　 Frowning, Azik would subconsciously refuse.

　　 Although 10 pounds is indeed a lot of money, it is nothing to him.

　　 This person's vulgar attitude and the principle that the "Lutz Mercenary Group" does not leave the city are the reasons for Azik's refusal.

　　 "Wait! I'll take it!"

　　 To the surprise of Azik, Lucid, who was lazy at the time, unexpectedly accepted the task.

　　 Curly-haired baboons don’t need to think about it. This unremarkable commission is 100% related to the Witch Sect.

Before 　　 changed, he definitely wouldn't get involved in this kind of incident.

　　 But it's different now.

Behind 　　 is the "angel" person Azik, what else is there to be afraid of?

　　 The big deal is to hide from Tulip No. 17, who can bear me?

　　 Hearing Lucid’s reply, the potbellied "Lord Woischekh Kovalevsky Butler" snorted and walked out.

　　 Just after he walked out, the curly baboon jumped up from the sofa and quickly walked out the back door of No.17 Tulip Street.

With a dazed expression left behind, Azik stunned in place~lightnovelpub.net~ Under the dazzling sunset, Lord Woischekh Kovalevsky’s butler swayed with a pot-bellied belly. NS.

　　 A fierce light flashed in his eyes like a gap, and he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.

　　 The gorgeous sunset has plated the streets and alleys of Conston with a layer of golden light, and everything looks resplendent and magnificent.

　　 It's just that the autumn wind in the late autumn made him feel a little bit cold, and he couldn't help shaking the fat on his body.

　　 And when he walked to an alleyway, something happened.

　　 Several people rushed out from the corner of the alley, covered his somewhat plump head with sack, knocked him unconscious and dragged him into the alley.

　　 "I don't know, what kind of treatment will the "Master Butler" receive?"

　　 Not far away, Lucid, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but cocked his mouth slightly.

　　 "Instigation" is getting more and more convenient!

　　 He faintly felt a "potion is about to be digested", which made him look forward to it.

　　 Tightened the big cloak tightly, the autumn wind in Conston was so cold.

　　 shook his head, he turned and disappeared into the shadows.

　　 "You have to find a way to "instigate" the little lambs more."

　　 It wasn't until late at night that the somewhat bloated "Master Butler" walked out of the alley tremblingly.

　　 At this moment, he has completely lost his previous arrogant posture.

　　 His eyes were full of tears of humiliation, and he turned his head to look at the deep alley from time to time...

　　 There is a complicated and painful expression on the fat face, but upon closer inspection, there is an indescribable shyness...