Half-elf Notebook

"Demon?" Ina's pupils shrank, and she almost put her hand on her forehead:

"A demon that is older than the records of human civilization. How did my bounty become such a big deal?"

Devil, that's another terrible title.

Not only are there numerous references to them in church scriptures and sacred stories, but even in books on magic, folk tales passed down from generation to generation, and compiled stories, there are many traces of them.

In various ethnic civilizations, they are also symbols of disaster and terror.

It’s just that they rarely appear in public, which limits ordinary people’s understanding of them.

Compared to the intervals between the disasters they cause, the length of a normal person's life is a drop in the ocean.

Even the end of human history that has not been revealed is probably only a part of their long existence.

According to historical documents translated from the elves, they had existed in the more distant Frost Age, before humans first existed as settlements in the Silver Age.

"Then why didn't you report it to the church? Even if it was just a vague indication, they should have taken it very seriously."

Ina's first thought was that this evil magician was preparing to hold a major sacrificial ceremony in Pamelin.

The church had a period of violent and absurd witch-hunting, but it also pointed to the devil.

Even today, demons are still one of the most purified positions in the church and are considered one of the biggest threats.

The church should have rich experience in dealing with these heresies and demons.

"Because the church won't pay us the bounty."

Ward smiled bitterly and reminded:

"We are called adventurers, but in reality our profession is more like a job between hunters and bounty hunters. We have to make a living from this."

"So before things get out of hand, we will report it to the church, but unfortunately, not now."

Then Ward held up three fingers, sharing the unfinished information on behalf of Bello:

"The third point of the intelligence is that Bert Albido's appearance in Pamelin was not of his own accord and was very hasty, so he couldn't have done much preparation."

"That's why we won't give up easily. This is information provided by a silver-level bounty hunter who destroyed Bot Albido's original sacrificial site and magic workshop. We paid a lot of money for this."

"We have found traces of him staying in the Tans, Helom, and Volundi districts, as well as the Black Iron District, but he seems to have been moving around the city in various hotels and rental houses."

"There is no record of his stay in the hotel - not only the paper record, but also the hotel receptionist, waiter, and other guests who checked in at the same time, all have no impression of anyone like Bote Albido."

"Even if a higher-level magician witnessed him entering the residence... this would be consistent with our first and second intelligence."

The fourth-order "bewitching technique"? A high-level magic scroll or some other extraordinary ability that hinders cognition?

Relevant guesses immediately emerged in Ina's mind. Compared with the mention of the devil just now, she was no longer surprised by this level of information.

Her fingers gently stroked the porcelain ear of the cup, which was carved with delicate and slightly undulating patterns, and the touch was transmitted through her fingertips.

"I don't have a problem anymore."

It would be rude to ask further questions.

As for whether Bote Albido would be more powerful than she expected, Ina believed that it was the same conclusion she had drawn based on just the questions and a few words.

The judgments made by the experienced adventure team are obviously more reliable.

They gathered intelligence, discussed it, and ultimately decided to keep trying.

This shows that the situation is still within the range that is worth a try.

Most of the adventurers who risked their lives to complete commissions had already returned to the arms of the goddess within the first few years of entering the industry.

What’s more, even if we put aside the ridiculously strong “Farewell Flower”.

With the help of the White Night Bracelet, the Flame Hairpin, and ten glass magic blades, it is not difficult for Ina to deal with a mid-level bronze level.

In the entire team, he is probably the one with the strongest ability to save his life.

Ward has already made a verbal promise that if the team cannot handle the situation, it will be handed over to the church.

"Great, we can start talking about compensation."

Ward praised and was quite happy that Ina did not change her mind after understanding the situation:

"The reward is based on completing the bounty. Regardless of whether you participate in the final capture operation or not, as long as you participate in the investigation and cooperate with the team, you can get a share of at least 50 gold coins."

A generous share... Ina commented silently.

50 gold coins are only a small part of the thousands of gold rewards.

But you have to know that this is just the minimum amount you can get by taking a certain amount of risk and doing a certain amount of hard work.

"After paying compensation and pensions to the wounded or deceased companions, the remaining money will be distributed according to participation in capture operations and intelligence gathering, and the combat part will be distributed according to the role played. If there are any objections, they can be raised during the distribution."

"Oh, by the way... please wait a moment."

Ward gave a slightly apologetic smile, suddenly stood up from his seat and walked straight to a room deep in the house.

At this moment, a deep and loud bell rang outside the window, telling the time on time. Compared with the bell that Ina heard in the Leishi South District, it was particularly clear and penetrating.

——It seems that the number of bell towers is quite dense. Although the city of Pamelin is large, the actual level of perfection of its infrastructure is far beyond the reach of Lei Shi.

A few minutes later, Ward returned to the living room with a contract written in black and white and the pen, ink and ink pad needed to sign the contract.

"Here are the detailed terms and profit-sharing agreements. Please take a look."

"If it's not inconvenient, please sign your name on the lower left of the paper. If you think there are any corrections or revisions that need to be made, you can directly raise them and we will add them later after discussion."

Ina read it roughly and found that it was basically consistent with Ward's statement.

What's more, the details of the content are improved, and the wording is closer to that used in formal contract clauses.

She immediately signed her name.

As evidence that can be used for prosecution in the Kingdom's courts and tribunals, it should naturally be handed over to Ina.

Ward, who was standing by, waited for the girl to put away the contract properly. He did not return to his original position, but took out a silver pocket watch hanging from a silver chain, clicked it open, and symbolically checked the time:

"Alright, guys...well, there are quite a few ladies here. Anyway, we have to go to work. I hope we can get something out of this today!"