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Chapter 42 Luxurious lineup
“Zelil, what do you think?” Marcus looked at him with a probing gaze.

Having an assassin in the team greatly improves the team's overall capabilities, including scouting, throwing weapons, poisoning, and distraction.

Moreover, she is a mid-level assassin who has mastered battle aura, and at crucial moments, she possesses the powerful ability to deliver a fatal blow to her target.

But in any case, we still need to ask Zellier for his opinion.

"Hmm...that's fine too." Zellier thought for a moment and then agreed.

"It sounded like he was being forced to do it."

Hill rested her chin on her hand. "You don't want to?"

“Yes, welcome to the team.” Zellier extended his hand to Hill first.

"I'm looking forward to your performance."

Hill shook hands with Zellier and chuckled, "There aren't many mages willing to take on quests from the Adventurers' Guild these days, and you've already eliminated so many monsters. Mist demons, giant slimes, and giant bats, hehe..."

Zellier froze.

What are you trying to do, an assassin, by gathering so much information about a mage like me?
I don't have much money on me for you to rob!
If you're going to kill someone, go kill those old fogies in the Mage's Guild!
Zellir roared inwardly.

"In that case, the team will have six people."

Marcus looked around.

Three lower-ranking warriors, one mid-ranking ranger, one mid-ranking assassin, and one exceptionally skilled magic apprentice.

This is the most luxurious lineup of his adventure career.

“We don’t need more people, right? Six should be enough,” Vales said.

"More or less." Zellier nodded.

Marcus and Gack held the line at the front, Gray provided support, and Vales and himself were the absolute damage dealers.

As for Hill...

She should just consider herself a free person.

In any case, assassins are generally positioned as free agents.

After finalizing the squad lineup, Marcus led them to the front desk to receive their mission.

"Ella, we'd like to take on this revenge mission."

"Okay, may I ask who the team members are?" Ella began to write down on the paper.

"Wait a moment!"

A gruff voice rang out, so loud it hurt people's ears.

A tall man with a short beard strode through the crowd to the counter.

He was followed by five teammates, all of whom looked like they had come with ill intentions.

"We'll take this mission!"

The short-bearded man slammed his hand on the table, completely ignoring Marcus, and said, "Register now!"

"Eh?"

Ella looked troubled. "This might be a bit difficult, Mr. Drake... other teams have already arrived."

"cut……"

The man called Derek gave a disdainful smile.

His gaze swept over Marcus and the others, his sarcasm undisguised.

"Them? It's better to stay away. Do you want to go and get yourself killed?"

Drake's teammates behind him also laughed, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"If you can't speak, you can shut your mouth."

Marcus said coldly, "Get out of the way, we'll take this mission."

"Who are you telling to move aside?" Drake stepped forward.

"Are you deaf?" Gray mocked directly.

"He's just a low-ranking soldier, he has no skills but a big temper."

Drake shoved forward, his tone fierce, "Want to die?" "Want to fight?" Gack stood directly in front of Drake.

The two warriors behind Drake drew their swords three inches from his own and each took two steps forward.

Not to be outdone, Gray also stood beside Marcus.

The tense atmosphere suddenly intensified.

Hill simply watched the scene with great interest.

She didn't speak, but somehow a small dagger appeared in her hand, its sharp silver light constantly shifting and changing at her fingertips.

"Adventurers, please refrain from conflict within the guild."

Ella was a little flustered. She bowed to both sides and said, "Please wait a moment, I will have the association leader handle it!"

After saying that, Ella jogged into the back room.

The surrounding adventurers all looked on with amusement.

"Who is this idiot?" Zelil asked Vales in a low voice.

"Drake, intermediate warrior, vanguard type."

Vales recognized these people; they usually acted like tyrants in the Adventurers' Guild.

"Besides him, there are two other mid-level warriors in their team, both swordsmen."

There are actually three intermediate-level professionals in one team...

Zellier narrowed his eyes slightly.

They have some resources, no wonder they dare to be so arrogant and domineering.

I wonder if a mid-level warrior, with the protection of battle aura, can withstand a single arcane missile from me?
Before long, Ella returned to the front desk, followed by a tall and imposing man.

Although his black hair was now streaked with gray, and he was past the prime of his life, his chiseled features and towering presence still exuded an air of authority.

Hogan, head of the Blackrock Town Association.

“Lord Hogan, they are the ones who want to take on the same mission,” Ella said respectfully.

Hogan glanced around and noticed that Drake and Marcus had also moved away from each other.

You should still keep a low profile in his presence.

In his youth, Hogan was a high-ranking warrior and a gold-level adventurer, with great prestige.

Now retired to the sidelines, he became the president of the Blackrock Town Adventurers' Guild branch.

"President Hogan, we have three intermediate-level professionals, all warriors, and they are very strong. They are definitely more reliable than Marcus's team!"

Drake volunteered, "We're determined to win this goblin eradication mission!"

“President Hogan, we also have two intermediate-level professionals, an assassin and a ranger, as well as a mage. We are very confident about this mission,” Marcus added.

Hogan's gaze swept slowly across the crowd, and after a moment, he pointed at Marcus.

"Marcus, this mission is your team's responsibility."

"Thank you for your trust, Chairman." Marcus pressed one hand to his chest.

"Why?! They have one less intermediate-level professional than us!"

Drake immediately became agitated, "President Hogan, this isn't fair!"

"The key to this mission is not the orc goblins, but the white-haired goblin."

Hogan glanced at Drake, whose face was full of resentment.

"If we can't kill the white-haired goblin quickly, the team will be in trouble. Are you confident you can handle the magic it unleashes?"

“You three intermediate professionals are all warriors who prefer direct confrontation, and you are easily held back by orc goblins. This is your biggest disadvantage.”

Drake's rebuttal caught in his throat, his words stuck in his throat.

Drake's team also consists of six people: three mid-level warriors, two low-level rangers, and one low-level assassin.

Indeed, as Hogan said, their team's biggest weakness was the lack of powerful ranged classes to provide firepower.

(End of this chapter)