Rebecca in Trouble

Rebecca was pleasantly surprised.

"Yes, yes." Morty was also shocked to the point that he couldn't come back to his senses. He originally thought that this plant could only passively defend, but after adding the zombie bone powder, it became aggressive.

But now was not the time to think about this.

Morty shook his head and urged, "Go down first and take those logs."

No one knew if there would be new zombies coming, so it was better to leave with their original plan.

The broom landed. Morty took out the hemp rope he had prepared beforehand and tied the tree trunk he had chopped yesterday. Then, he tied it to the end of the broom before sitting back down.

"By the way, can your broom withstand the weight of so much wood?" Morty asked worriedly. 

If this thing broke in mid-air, wouldn't they all be done for?

"Tsk, who are you looking down on?"

Rebecca curled her lips in disdain. With a command, the broom soared into the sky, and Morty quickly grabbed the wooden handle.

With the additional weight, the broom's speed was significantly reduced, but its stability was not affected.

The two of them returned to the manor and unloaded the wood. "If only I had a broom like this."

With such a broom, wouldn't he be able to go wherever he wanted?

"You wish." Rebecca glared at him. "Only members of the Guild of Magic can receive this. Don't even think about it in your lifetime."

Listening to her fiery words, Morty knew that this girl was still angry about what happened last night, so he tactfully didn't say anything.

After unloading the wood, the two of them sat on the broom again and set off in the direction of the town.

After passing through the forest below, a small town appeared.

"That's the place."

Morty pointed at the small town below and shouted.

"Roguetown? I hope I don't run into those old things," Rebecca mumbled.

"What did you say?" The wind was too loud for Morty to hear what she said.

"It's nothing."

Rebecca shook her head and controlled the broom to quickly land on the streets of the town.

The appearance of the two attracted the attention of many people. Of course, most of them were looking at Rebecca. Although she was dressed plainly, it was still difficult to hide her beautiful face and voluptuous figure.

On the contrary, no one paid attention to Morty, who was standing behind her.

"You go and buy what you need. I also need to buy some test supplies. We'll meet here later."

Rebecca put away her broom and walked in the other direction of the town.

Morty didn't have any intention of going with her, so he strolled around the town's streets.

Roguetown was much more lively than he had imagined. The streets were filled with shops, and there were hawkers and shouts everywhere.

Morty's eyes were filled with curiosity. This was the first time he had seen so many people since he came to this world. No matter how he looked at it, it felt novel.

On both sides of the street, a dazzling array of shops dazzled him. Although the streets here were already quite spacious, they still seemed a little insufficient when crowded with people.

After only walking one street, Morty was already sweating profusely from the squeezing, but it didn't affect his mood at all.

At last, Morty stopped in front of a timber shop.

There were all kinds of exquisite handmade products at the entrance of the shop, as well as some tables and chairs.

Morty looked around curiously but had no intention of buying it. The silver coins in his pocket were only enough to buy a set of tables and chairs. The reason why he came here was to refer to the other party's craftsmanship and make it himself when he went back.

"Hey kid, are you buying or not? If you're not buying, don't block me!"

An unfriendly voice came from behind him. Morty turned around and saw three burly men with ferocious faces standing behind him. Each of them had a long sword hanging from their waists. The one who spoke was the burly man standing at the front.

Just based on their size difference, Morty had no intention of provoking the other man. He said apologetically, "Sorry, Isorry."

After saying that, he immediately made his way.

The man snorted coldly and continued on his way.

Morty took the opportunity to leave and look for a blacksmith shop.

Looking at his departing back, the man sneered in disdain.

"Cowardly fellow."

One of his subordinates stepped forward and said with a smile, "Thomas, I just heard from the people here that a Magician chick is here. Should we go and play with her?"

"Oh? Is there" The man licked his lips and revealed a lewd smile. "Let's go and take a look."

...

On the other side, Morty bought some equipment from the blacksmith shop and used the few silver coins he had left to buy some food before returning to the place they had agreed on.

However, when he returned to their meeting spot, he did not see Rebecca. Morty frowned slightly.

"Is she not back yet? Forget it. I'll wait a little longer."

Morty stood there and waited in boredom. However, not long after, there was a commotion in the distance. The pedestrians on the street ran in one direction.

"What happened?"

Morty was curious and followed.

After crossing the street, Morty followed the crowd and arrived at the center of the town. There was a small square here, and around the square were some rather prosperous shops. All kinds of magical minerals and weapons could be seen.

Most of the people who could come here were powerful people. However, at this moment, this group of people surrounded the periphery of the square and looked at the center of the square with a playful expression.

Morty squeezed into the crowd. After seeing the two sides confronting each other in the square, he frowned.

"Rebecca? What happened?"

In the middle of the square, Rebecca's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. In front of her stood three burly men with lewd smiles on their faces. Morty recognized them as the three people he had met at the carpenter's shop.

"What are you guys doing?"

The three burly men looked at each other and smiled. The leader of the group stepped forward and said with a smile, "Little girl, don't be nervous. I've already said we just want to drink with you."

As he spoke, he took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket and shook it with a playful expression. "As long as you are willing, these are all yours. How about it?"

After saying that, the man threw the bag in his hand to Rebecca. In his opinion, Rebecca's clothes did not look like someone with power or background. Even a mage would not be able to escape the temptation of money for such a woman. The bag of gold coins he had just thrown out had dozens of them, enough for an ordinary person to live for several lifetimes.

However, he didn't expect that Rebecca only glanced at it and snorted in disdain. She cast a fireball spell and burned the money bag in the air. The gold coins inside were melted into a pool of gold water.

"You think you three ugly freaks are worthy of me drinking with you? Dream on!"

"You!" The man in the lead gritted his teeth. "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame us for being impolite. Attack!"

"Yes, sir!" The two people behind him could not hold it in any longer. That were dozens of gold coins, and they were destroyed just like that. They had to teach this wild girl a lesson today!