268 The Warm-Hearted Lord Sherlock (1/2)

”I understand your issues. Don't worry, the fearless warriors who don't require money are on their way. I guarantee that your problems will be solved within a hundred and eighty years.”

”One hundred and eighty years is the upper limit. Normally, it wouldn't be like this as we are professionals with high efficiency.”

”What? Contract? Ah, you aren't providing remuneration, so I'm treating it like a good deed for publicity. Because of that, we can't sign a contract.”

”What? You have clay products? And a lot of young labor that can help us earn money? Aiya, that's not good. If you work without salary and the Union discovers it, they will say I'm exploiting workers. How can a superior Devil like me do such a thing?”

After a cordial and effective communication session, Sherlock escorted the poor Orcs that were requesting help out of the Guest Hall.

”Ai, I said that without Magic Stones, nobody would be willing to help.”

”Yes, it'll be difficult if you just provide labor in exchange.”

The Orcs looked very dispirited.

The Orc Captain sighed. When he was about to try his luck at other places, he found the Black Armored Gnome and his companions standing in front of him.

Each of the Gnomes and Houndhead Men had an overwhelming aura.

The Orc Captain was able to discern their prowess.

”Are you here to entrust missions? Can you entrust the mission to us?” a Gnome came forward and said to the Orcs.

…

I, Grubbs.MacartneyLotte.Sades.Tragu.Apple, am an Orc leader.

During my younger days, my companions and I lived in a carefree village. They thought we would live without worries until a group of Ogres came to our village. They became stronger and attacked us.

We had no choice but to leave our home. We came to Winterfell to look for brave warriors to help us take back our homeland from the Ogres.

We have neither a home nor any money.

We met a superior Devil called Sherlock, who was very condescending. We thought that he was unwilling to help us because we didn't have any Magic Stones.

We were wrong. Lord Sherlock is a good Devil. As we were leaving the Adventurer's Guild, a group of citizens from Eternal Kingdom wanted to help us. Besides them, the nearby Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men also provided assistance.

That must have been an order from Lord Sherlock. Without his order, why did so many of his servants help us? The later conversations confirmed this point.

”Sherlie? Yes, he lets us help others.”

”Yes, yes, Sherlie let us help in this mission. Entrust the mission to me. Please, I'll help you complete the mission!”

”Get lost. I'm Sherlie's most loyal servant. I'm willing to do anything for Sherlie. Tell us when we're setting off!”

I was very touched by them.

I also heard their other comments.

”Gosh, are the Orcs in the game that weak?”

”Fighting Ogres? Is that a new version?”

”Oh my god, after all the studying missions, we finally have classic RPG content.”

”Are there any rewards for the mission?”