We're Just Trash Collectors
At noon, the scorching sunlight baked the earth. Even the gray-white stone paving had begun to grow hot, and the bustling crowds on the streets had thinned considerably as a result. Sally, who had just left the Adventurer's Guild, raised her head and glanced at the blazing orb hanging in the sky, instinctively narrowing her eyes.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to ask about the mission, she had already learned some information about that grand noble, Arnold, from a staff member of the Adventurer's Guild. What concerned her most was that the grand noble Arnold had not only lived in the capital of the Kingdom of Ister, Elzia, all this time, but was also an A-rank mage and one of the Kingdom of Ister's top combatants.
In other words, Lu Minghao had to take Sally and run. As for going after Arnold, Lu Minghao would not even consider it before he had sufficient strength. Surely he wasn't going to take Sally along and kill Arnold with a sliding tackle.
"Sally, let's go."
At that moment, Lu Minghao's voice sounded beside Sally's ear. He was not surprised by the strength of that grand noble, Arnold. After all, this world was one where the strong preyed on the weak. How could a weakling possibly become a noble?
In a world like this, nobles could be brutal, lecherous, or twisted, but they absolutely could not be weak. Everything about nobility was built on one thing: possessing overwhelming strength. A weakling without any strength could never become a lofty noble.
"Mm."
Sally nodded and headed toward a certain direction in the city. That was where the adventurers who had accepted the war mission were gathering. Under the soldiers' guidance, they would be heading to the front lines between the Kingdom