It is a special effects tool to maintain the stability of the empire.

"However, it works very well sometimes." In Ivey's contemptuous eyes, Avril Lavigne showed a fragrant expression again.

As a princess of the kingdom, she has her own position, this kind of thing can be understood by a mature person.

"Secondly, the Bounty Hunters Association has issued a reward for you. The price is also totally exciting. Sometimes I also wonder if I should tie you up for some pocket money."

"Since it's pocket money, you don't have to betray your friends, don't you think?" Ivey pretended to be relieved.

"Exactly." Avril Lavigne smiled.

"Unfortunately, there are too few friends like you, friends are a fortune!"

"Hey, why do I think something is wrong? Are you sure you are talking about'friends' and not the pigs you raise?"

"uncertain."

"I don't like this little money, but others, let's put it this way, bounty hunters all over the world are probably looking for you."

"What price did they pay?"

"Money, beauties, the friendship of the Quan family, and... an artifact!"

"Fuck, I want to tie myself up for rewards."

"Wait," Ivey suddenly realized something, "You said this is equivalent to your'pocket money'?"

"Ask for a care, a care, a care..."

"Fourth, the imperial inspection team sent several working groups to bring your magical portrait to open the mode of open and unannounced visits, which shows that the importance of you, congratulations..."

"What's the congratulations?"

"In their view, sacrificing the working hours of the superiors to find a needle in a haystack for a suspect of the inferior is a very uneconomical thing. Many heinous guys don't have this kind of treatment!"

"Fifth, all your legal identities have been cancelled, including citizens of the kingdom, Phoenix student status, participating status in the Kitchen King, etc."

With that said, she glanced at Ivey with a complicated expression. She really couldn't tell that you still have the background of the King of Kitchen.

"I didn't sign up for the Kitchen King Competition?"

"Someone signed up for you. It's an old kitchen king family. Well, there are not many people left."

Then she happily said:

"These five pieces of information have to help me cook for at least five years. Don't shame!"

"You are the one who is playing tricks? What about the third one?"

"It just passed."

"what?"

"I don't understand? It's very simple. Why do you think I brought a stinky man like you into this princess's boudoir?"

"Because I'm handsome, you have an unruly attempt to me." Ivey deliberately showed a scared look and looked around.

"Improper attempt?" Avril curled her lips disdainfully, "It's okay in the kitchen, or in the toilet..."

"Your taste is really strong, then why, wash it down... listen?"

"The second uncle of Quan Li, Quan Tu Sheep, is best at cursing magic. He killed people through curses and became a life-seeker for many masters."

"It's not so exaggerated? Such a distance, such a powerful magical isolation..."

"The answer is Master Net," Avril Lavigne is serious, "Everyone enjoys the convenience of Master Net, and its dark side needs to be endured. This is also an equivalent exchange."

Through the introduction, Ivey understood.

Magenet is said to be everywhere. It is an extremely powerful super-forbidden spell magic. Sometimes it can also be used as a magic booster, extender, locator...

Its most critical feature is permissions.

Quanjia, as one of the maintenance nodes of the Mage Network, has some small privileges on the authority, and through these privileges, some magical private goods are entrained.

Therefore, Quantu Sheep created a travel killing method where you can die wherever you go.

Its super cursing magic "people on the journey" and "death pupils" have become the nightmare of many mages.

"It seems that the Quan family and I got on the bar. It's a great honor for them to target me like this."

"Actually, they are only incidental to you." Avril frowned, "You are a breakthrough, and the Quan family is a chess piece. Behind them is the top of the empire, and they have a great appetite."

"and then?"

Then there is no more.

Avril Lavigne provided him with limited help.

The opponent was carefully considering, placing the chess pieces one by one.

Ivey was not convinced, he decided to walk out of his own world.

Humph, you don't know anything about the power of the protagonist.

When he came out, Ivey modified it and rejected a disguise idea that Avril considered a genius.

"Well, let me beat you into a pig head, so that all monitoring methods lose their goals, and others can't catch you by brushing their faces."

"roll!"

He stung his face with a few ice bees, which also achieved the effect of a pig's head.

The good thing is that he can claim that he is a small mercenary who was caught by an ice bee while performing a mission... this kind of thing is not uncommon.

The ice bee has another advantage. It doesn't hurt or itch. It doesn't have any discomfort except the face is cold.

At this moment, his handsome face is completely hidden. He is wearing heavy, sturdy coarse clothes, a long sword on his back, boots with magic sheepskin on his feet, and a baggage ~lightnovelpub.net~ for food and medicine.

Ordinary mercenaries cannot afford space equipment.

He came to the mercenary union and re-registered some information-of course it was fake.

With Avril Lavigne's energy, provide such cover, don't be too easy.

The young lady at the mercenary registry is still pretty, and her attitude is considered approachable.

After all, in society, most of them are small mercenaries living at the bottom, earning bread with their blood and sweat, which is not ashamed.

"Sir, this is your information." After checking the information hastily, she handed a little red notebook to Ivey.

The magical photo above is a pig-headed face like a half-orc, no way. Those who have been stung by the ice bee can only reduce their swelling naturally.

Even if there are some expensive drugs, no one is willing.

There is a gold star in the book, this is the lowest F-level one-star small mercenary.

Every time you complete a task, you will get some points, accumulate points to get stars, and five stars to upgrade.

Ivey naturally didn't care, it was just a fake ID to cover up his identity.

He slipped it into his jacket pocket.

Suddenly there was a commotion around the mercenary, as if a fat sheep came.

Mercenaries only give this kind of enthusiastic support when they face fat sheep, and beautiful women do not receive such treatment.

Ivey didn't want to be too obtrusive, so he had to follow the trend.

As far as I can see, a man, a woman and two children, fifteen or sixteen years old, walk into the mercenary tavern.

It looks like a couple.

The little girl shrank behind the boy with a look of fear.

The boy is very carefree, offering far more than the market price.

The number of mercenaries they need is huge, and even low-level mercenaries are always coming.