The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

"Don't make fun of you," I scoffed: "Just you, and the girl? I think you haven't even had a wife, right."

"Who said I didn't!" Harold was filled with indignation: "My players are like my children."

Hearing this, I suddenly remembered the man in a certain manga with two white beards, who was called the strongest man.

Suddenly I got a little bit of interest: "Hey, Harold, have you ever thought of being a free drop pirate?"

Harold looked puzzled: "Pirate? What is that?"

"It is a legendary profession, popular on the blue planet. It is a symbol of bravery and fearlessness, but seemingly and greed can also be involved."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Harold had an expression of interest. However, when I talked about greed, the interest that had just been ignited was like a match sinking in the basin, with a sneer, even a little spark. No more.

"Thank you very much for your suggestion, but it sounds like it doesn't match me."

I shook my head and sighed.

I accompanied Harold to his office and closed the door. I found a chair at the table and sat down. He poured me a glass of water and handed it over: "Come to me this time, what's the matter?"

After drinking my saliva, I smashed my mouth and said, "Hey, it's just water. It would be better if I had tea."

Harold raised his eyebrows, got up again, took out a small pot, made a pot of tea for me, poured it all over, and said, "Can you tell me now?"

"Of course" I went straight to the point: "I want to ask you, what is the next task?"

"I don't know this yet." Harold sat back on the sofa, leaned back, and said: "You need to turn in this task before you will be prompted for the next task."

As he said, he suddenly lifted his body and said with a smile on his face: "Why, do you have something to ask me?"

I scratched my head and smiled: "You think too much, why should I beg you~"

"Oh~" Harold's voice suddenly became octaves higher: "Well, if you have nothing to ask me, then you can go back after drinking this cup of tea. I manage everything every day, but I am very busy!"

I:......

"Well, I do have something to please" I had to answer honestly.

Harold smiled and shook his head: "I know you have something, let's talk, what's the matter?"

"Ah, that's it..."

I told Harold about the old Paige’s story as it was. Harold was silent for a while and said: "Well, I probably understand what happened. You mean he has no money to find a better doctor and wants to ask me to give it to him. He asked a famous doctor to help his wife's illness, didn't he?"

I quickly nodded and said, "That's how it is."

"can."

"Ah? What are you talking about?" I didn't quite catch it.

"I said, you can—" Harold said seriously: "After all, he is a member of Iri City. I should come to help when I encounter difficulties."

As he said, he stood up, walked up to me, patted my shoulder, and said, "This time, you don't need to accept my love. On the contrary, I have to thank you very much."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for telling me about the difficulties of the residents of Iri City," he said: "As the captain of the city's defense, I don't even know the difficulties of the residents of Iri City. I feel a bit ashamed to speak of it."

"What are you ashamed of?" I said: "You are an adventurer and not a resident investigator. These things were originally not yours, but now you insist on putting the responsibility on your shoulders. I said, are you not the Virgin? "

"Madonna? What is it?" Harold asked again.

It seems that there is still a certain cultural gap between Hefeng Continent and Azure Planet.

"Ah, this is a not-so-good thing, which is embodied in the overflow of compassion."

"I'm not overflowing with sympathy," Harold explained: "After all, in an important position, I need to stabilize the hearts of the people in Arri City, so that it can be managed easily and will last for a long time.

"Yeah, I don't see that you have a leadership policy." I smiled and said: "When will I run for City Lord of Ai Rui, I will definitely vote for you."

"Campaign? Just kidding, the post of city lord of Ai Ruicheng has always been a renunciation system. I only hope that the next city lord can surrender to virtuous people instead of cruel people." Harold was a little surprised and could see , He was also worried about the future of Ai Ruicheng.

However, the concession of the next city lord position is decided by the previous city lord alone. Unless the city lord dies suddenly, or he is a puppet at all, other people have no right to interfere.

"This is not what we should worry about. After all, the decision of the city lord has nothing to do with us." I told the truth: "Everything depends on how the city lord father decides. Anyway, like me. The ordinary people, as long as they eat and wear warm every day, they can no longer be satisfied."

"There is a problem with your idea," Harold corrected righteously: "Every resident of Eri City has an obligation to fight for the bright future of Eri City. This is not a personal problem, but a town's centripetal force. problem!"

Yes, it is extended to the political level.

I am very helpless.

Harold talked to me about the relationship between the residents and the town for a long time, making me dizzy and uncomfortable.

To be honest, in my previous life, I was not interested in political matters. Sometimes, I could listen to a XX broadcast and fall asleep.

Coming into this life, I thought I could get rid of plain and boring political issues. Unexpectedly, because of a mistake in one sentence, I once again fell into the abyss of political topics.

Finally, Harold finished talking about the basic political issues, I glanced at the table below, and it took me half an hour.

You can really tell!

I can't help but sigh.

Harold stood up and said to me, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Of course I went to the old Paige's house you mentioned" he said: "I always have to see what is going on first."

"Ah, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot."

Then, Harold and I went side by side and left the Heroic Guild.

Just before I walked out of the gate, I took another look at the two adventurers who were behind the gate, and they looked ashen and dying.

I grinned at them deliberately, but the two of them trembled with fright, thumped, and sat on the ground together.

I guess they might think that I will give Harold a short report.

Humph...then they guessed wrong.

Not only do I not make a small report, but I even forget this incident deliberately, but...

When I enter and leave here, I will look at them more or less, trying to put a little more pressure on their fragile hearts, so that they will be scared for a few days, so that they can repair their arrogance and grind. After sharpening their edges and corners, let them understand that no matter how ordinary people are, there will always be a few rich and powerful friends behind them.

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