The hall of the Stan City Mercenary Guild is the second most beautiful building in the entire town after the city Lord's Mansion.
It is said that the original builder built it based on the magnificent domed hall of the Mercenary General Union in the Snowfield Empire. For countless years, the city of Stan has regarded the Mercenary General Union hall in the western part of the city as a landmark building to promote to the passing itinerant merchants and bards. But it was not until a few years ago that a well-informed ascetic told everyone that The mercenary hall in Stan City has no air of the General guild at all. Instead, it is quite similar to the building of a brothel next to the guild. Maybe the architect at that time was mistaken...
So the Mercenary Guild hall was no longer the pride of Stan City.
However, despite this, the status of the Mercenary Guild Hall remains extremely high. The reason is simple: it is one of the mercenary guild bases scattered throughout the continent of Egendas. Every swordsman, follower and mage who joins the Mercenary Guild will report here regularly to receive or hand over tasks. The operating taxes of mercenaries also account for a large proportion of the total tax revenue in Stan City.
Early morning.
Damon, a fourth-order swordsman, watched as he walked out of the Mercenary guild hall with the mission dossier in his hand. Due to his poor reading skills, the information on the dossier was very difficult for him to read. Even so, the four words "Dark Forest" on it were still very clear to him. With a twenty-year career as a mercenary, he knew exactly what these four words represented.
"Go to the Dark Forest to hunt a two-stage Blood Shadow cat, and only when the fur and flesh of the entire monster are completely intact can the mission be handed over..."
Damon's thick and black eyebrows wrinkled.
The Dark Forest is a vast forest that spans the Aigendas continent and is also the main habitat for monsters. Although the exquisite Dark Forest in Stan City is just a small branch of the vast forest, the dangers within it are still beyond the imagination of ordinary people. This mission is rather difficult and dangerous, not to mention that the second-order monster, the Blood Shadow Cat, has always been known for its cunning...
"I really don't know what kind of secret medicine that magician was researching to use such a thing as the Blood Shadow Cat!" "
Damon complained, stroking the long sword at his waist with one hand, and secretly thought to himself, "It seems I need to find a way to replenish some equipment. I also need to buy a few magic scrolls for self-defense and take good care of my armor first..."
While he was thinking about these things, a little beggar with a dusty head and a dirty face suddenly walked up to him very carefully.
Damon was in a bad mood for receiving this dangerous mission and was about to scold the little beggar when he saw the beggar nervously hand him a piece of paper.
"Huh?"
With a bit of curiosity, Damon took this piece of paper.
This is a flyer that has never appeared in this world before.
Dear Mr. Mercenary, when venturing through the jungle and ruins, where danger is everywhere, what is the most cost-effective time?
Magic Scroll! Yes, it's the magic scroll!
Here's some good news for you. Anthony's magic Shop is currently on sale. The genuine and useful low-level magic scroll is at a discounted price of only 48. You read that right, it's really only 48 copper coins!
Fire Magic Scrolls, Lightning Magic Scrolls, Water Flow Magic Scrolls, Dust Magic Scrolls, Gale Magic Scrolls, and all kinds of magic scrolls. You can take them home with 48 copper coins!
In addition, our store also offers a considerate service of "buy ten, get one free". Just buy ten and you'll get one for free. You read that right, it's free. Don't give you a magic scroll worth 48 copper coins for free for just a penny. Wow, don't say you're not tempted. Don't miss such a good thing!
The passionate words were written on the paper in a font that was both lively and a bit fancy. It seemed as if a face full of smiles and saliva was flying could be seen right before one's eyes. Damon was indeed tempted. Although he was used to going to the largest "Morgan Magic Store" in Stan City to purchase magic scrolls, looking at the passionate words on the paper, Damon doesn't finally decide to change the taste this time.
"Elsewhere, scrolls cost fifty copper coins, but here they only cost forty-eight, and there's a 'buy ten get one free' offer. How could you miss such a great deal?" " As a mercenary, Damon would never have cared about the difference between these two copper coins, but at this moment, he still subconsciously felt that he had gained a huge advantage.
On the other side of the flyer, there was also the address of Anthony's magic hut written considerately. So on this morning when Damon was in a bad mood, his mood suddenly improved. The little beggar who had handed him the flyer seemed much more pleasing to the eye. So he generously threw a copper coin to the little beggar and walked towards Anthony's magic hut.
The little beggar was frightened at first, but when he received the copper coin thrown to him by Damon, his eyes lit up immediately. He carefully rubbed it in his hand for a long time before putting it back in his pocket. At this moment, another mercenary came out of the guild hall. The little beggar immediately walked up with a stack of flyers in his hands.
And a similar scene was still unfolding in other parts of Stan City at this moment: in the Hunters' Guild, the Swordsmen 'guild, and even in the various street markets, little beggars who had nothing to do before were holding stacks of flyers, looking for their targets one by one and distributing them... Then, one by one, the people who received the leaflets were inspired by the warm words on them and began to walk towards Anthony's magic hut.
A few days ago, on his way home from Carla's magic bookstore, Stephen looked at Debbie, who was in low spirits because she had spent a lot of money on two magic language books that were of little use. He wanted to find a way to cheer her up. When he noticed a little beggar doing nothing by the roadside, he suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to boost the business of the magic shop by distributing leaflets. The advanced marketing concepts used are naturally from the previous life... Well, discount promotions and such are certainly not advanced, but at least no one in this world has done this before.
The magic scroll is the most valuable item in the magic Hut now and the only thing that Stephen can increase in production. If you want to boost your business, making a move on the magic scroll is undoubtedly the fastest shortcut.
Flyers and such are also very easy to handle. Those passionate words naturally all come from Stephen's hands. Find a specialized magic printing store to print hundreds of them and distribute them to these little beggars. One copper coin per person per day, and they will be very happy to help you get things done without any problem.
And the effect of Stephen's flyer marketing was indeed very good.
"Hammerhead, Hammerhead, just now someone came to buy magic scrolls again and asked for ten at once. This life can't be happier." At noon, Debbie's excited voice came into the room along with footsteps.
Stephen, who was sitting on the bed reading "Intermediate Magic Language", raised his head with a smile and said, "Are you and I right?" As long as you do as I say, the business will soon improve.
"Hehe." Debbie's little face showed a somewhat naive smile, but when he noticed that Stephen was holding the book "Intermediate Magic Language" in his hand, his expression changed slightly. "Hammer, Dad said that without a teacher's instruction, you can't learn intermediate or advanced Magic language at all. Besides, you're only a second-level magician now. Why are you in such a hurry?" When we make a lot of money, we'll go and find a good magic teacher.
It won't do any harm to have a look. I'm quite interested. Stephen said nonchalantly.
Debbie shook her head. Suddenly, the copper bell rang for a customer entering the store. Joy appeared on Debbie's face again. She ran out in a hurry, and her voice came back from afar: "Hammerhead, you're so focused on reading. Take some time to carve a few more magic scrolls. We don't have much stock left."
Stephen smiled and his gaze turned back to the "Intermediate Magic Language" in his hand. After flipping through a few pages, the exhaustion on his face became even more obvious.
This thing... It's really a bit damn difficult.