Wow~

"How is it possible? The mission was released this morning and he actually completed it!"

"A B-level mission, this guy actually completed a B-level advanced mission. It's incredible that he looks so young!"

"Did you hear it? As a lone mercenary, it means that he was done by one person. Oh God, that's the Ghost Knight, and the peak fighter may not be an opponent. The Seahorse Mercenary Group made money, but it really made money!"

There was an uproar. The mercenary mission was not like the mercenary group. The level division was so detailed. There were only two types of mercenary missions in the same level, one was ordinary and the other was advanced.

Mercenary groups with lower levels can accept ordinary tasks at the previous level, while those with the same level can accept all tasks within the level.

For example, a C-level mercenary group can only accept B-level ordinary tasks, while a B-level lower-level mercenary group can accept B-level higher-level tasks. Of course, it is a matter of taking it for a while, and whether it can be completed is another matter. You have to do it within your ability. Generally speaking, only a B-level medium mercenary group will take on B-level higher-level tasks. Higher tasks are several times more difficult than ordinary tasks, and it is difficult for lower-level mercenary groups to complete them at the same level.

"Mr., the B-level advanced mission ‘Eliminate the Ghost Rider’ is confirmed to be completed, and the lone mercenary is completed. Group rewards are exempted. The individual mercenary reputation points are rewarded with 4,000 gold coins, and your personal reputation points are awarded with 4,000 yuan. Your personal reputation points are reached 4,077. Confirmed to be promoted to a B-level lower-level mercenary and enjoy a 25% discount on purchase items. You can participate in the B-level and lower-level auction. You still need 4,300 personal reputation points to be promoted to a B-level medium mercenary."

The more you improve the level, the more difficult it is. The more you need to improve a level, the more you need to gain more reputation. B-level mercenaries require 20,000 total points, while up to A-level mercenaries requires 50,000 mercenary reputation points, and S-level mercenaries require 1 million mercenary reputation points.

The task of killing the vampire Marquis is only 50,000 personal reputation points. You can imagine how difficult it is to improve the level later. Of course, that task will give a lot of money.

Because the Mercenary Guild stipulates that mercenary groups or lone mercenaries are prohibited from delivering low-level tasks, such as the seahorse mercenary groups at this time, which are already lower-level C-level, and they will be prohibited from accepting ordinary D-level tasks. At the lowest, they can only accept high-level D-level tasks, which prevents the advanced mercenary groups from relying on fast and continuous completion of low-level tasks to gain reputation.

Such regulations also prevent mercenaries with excessively high levels from appearing in low-level mercenary groups and helping low-level mercenary groups to improve their levels. Of course, if you do not help the mercenary group as a mercenary. Instead, helping as an ordinary person, the mercenary guild cannot control it. However, almost no strong person will do this, and that is not to help others at all, but to harm others. The mercenary group has too high levels but does not have the corresponding strength. It is likely to be challenged by other mercenary groups.

Moreover, once the mercenary union is verified that the mercenary group's strength and level gap is too large, there will be extremely serious punishment. At the least, it will be demoted, and at the worst, it will be directly deducted for reputation points and disbanded the mercenary group.

...

The staff handed the ring back to Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo took it with a smile, but cursed in his heart.

Only 10,000 gold coins are rewarded, and that helmet is the protective helmet of the Ghost Rider. If it is used for auction, the value will be at least about 30,000 to 40,000 gold coins.

However, this matter has to be seen from both sides. First of all, the Mercenary Guild is definitely not a charitable organization. They also have to make money to maintain the operation of the guild. Although the mission items are valuable, the mercenary reputation points cannot be bought with money. A B-level medium mercenary. As long as Xia Zuo spends 100,000 gold coins to buy things in the Mercenary Guild, compared with the market price, he will spend 25,000 gold coins less, plus the reward coins of the Mercenary Guild. It is almost equivalent to the real value of the helmet.

In the long run, of course, it is still a good deal for entrusting tasks. Mercenary Guilds are all over the world and you can enjoy discounts everywhere.

...

"Mr. Uta, you really... killed the Ghost Knight?" Xia Zuo put on the ring again, and Alfred said incredible to the side.

"Of course! It's hard to kill, and I almost died!" Xia Zuo said modestly. Of course, he couldn't tell Alfred the truth, and he couldn't tell Alfred that he had a powerful demon around him.

"Mr. Uta, I am the B-level medium mercenary group, Terry, the leader of the Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group. You are outstanding in strength and are officially the talents that I Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group need. Therefore, I sincerely invite Mr. Uta to join our Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group." A tall and thin red-haired middle-aged man came over and handed Xia Zuo the business card.

"I am Benfis, the leader of the Super Spirit Mercenary Group. Although our Super Spirit Mercenary Group is only a B-level lower-level mercenary group, it will be promoted to medium level soon. Please consider it by Mr. Uta!"

"Uta is now, Philomina, the leader of the Iron Fist Mercenary Corps, this is my business card!"

Two more people came up, one was a middle-aged wizard wearing a wizard robe, and the other was a woman in her thirties, both of whom handed Xia Zuo business cards.

Among mercenaries, lone mercenaries are only a few, and most of them are members of mercenary groups. After all, a person's strength is limited. Without any care in battle, it is also highly dangerous. Therefore, except for some strong people with relatively introverted personalities, few others will be lone mercenaries.

There is also a form of existence among mercenary groups, called mercenary squads. The number of mercenary squads is strictly controlled within five people, and the minimum is not less than three people. However, mercenary groups of this form are also rare.

Seeing someone fighting for Xia Zuo, Alfred's face looked a little ugly, but he couldn't speak. The strength of the Seahorse Mercenary Group was here, and it was incomparable to these large mercenary groups. However, Xia Zuo is a temporary member. As long as Alfred does not fire him, according to the Mercenary Guild regulations, Xia Zuo must stay in the Seahorse Mercenary Group for at least two months before he can get out of the group.

"Well..." Xia Zuo looked at the business cards of several people, then looked at their sincere gazes, "I remember you, wait two months before I talk about everything, I am now from Haima!"

In front of everyone, Xia Zuo said it very directly. After all, he and the Seahorse Mercenary Group were just ordinary friends, and there was no reason to stay in the Seahorse Mercenary Group. Xia Zuo did not owe them anything.

"Let's go, Mr. Uta, go drink! Let's celebrate!" Seeing that Alfred's face was not good, the bald mercenary knew what he was thinking, patted Alfred's shoulder to show comfort and shouted.

"Yes! Drink and drink!"

"Let's go boss, Mr. Uta!"

...

Bartley Manor.

A private country manor in the countryside ten kilometers away from the Mercenary Guild covers an area of ​​300 acres. It has golf courses, fighting training grounds and other facilities. It was originally owned by A-level heavy armored mercenaries, which is Shabi's older brother Clark. However, a year ago, Clark led the heavy armored mercenaries to Spain, and the manor was in Shabi's hands.

"Captain, have you heard of it? The Uta of the Seahorse Mercenary Group completed the mission of the Ghost Knight alone!" A mercenary ran into the living room in panic.

Sabi was taking people to eat and drink. After hearing this, they all stood up.

"The mission of eliminating the Ghost Rider must at least be able to complete the intermediate fighter's strength. If you have combat stunts, you should be more confident, otherwise you can only be a senior fighter. What is this guy's strength?" Shabi's face looked ugly.

"How about giving them the money!" The woman with colorful hair looked very uneasy.

"Bang!"

Shabi slapped her hand back, and the aura of the senior fighter burst out completely. She slapped the Caifa woman out and said angrily: "Just give money like this, he thought I, Shabi, was easy to bully? Ah?"

The woman with Caifa fell on the wall, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and she covered her face and stared at Shabi. Her eyes were red.

"No wonder these guys are so confident. If you want to get money from me, Shabi, he must have the ability..." Shabi took two deep breaths, then took out a green bead from his arms and crushed it hard.

"Boss, you want..." The mercenary next to him with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks asked quickly when he saw Shabi's movements.

"Well..." Shabi nodded. "They should pay back the favor they owe. Although they owe my brother, it's the same to give it to me. My brother is coming back soon... If he knew that I was bullied like this, he might do something."

"When will Lord Clark come back? Why don't you wait for Lord Clark to come back before dealing with the guys of the Seahorse Mercenary Group?" asked the pointed-mouthed mercenary.

"It may take half a month, and I can't catch up..." Shabi shook his head, his face changed again. He scolded: "My brother is my brother, I am me, and I can solve the Haima Mercenary Group without him."

"Yes. What the boss said!" The mercenary with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks nodded repeatedly, but the corners of his mouth were faintly tilted, very disdainful.

He knew the best of what Shabi was. He always said that his brother was like, and his brother was like, and he said that he would rely on his own when he encountered something. He knew that if it weren't for Clark's suppression, the others would have been afraid of the strength of the legendary fighter of Clark, Shabi would have long since been hacked to death.

"Is this worth it? The three of them are worth more than 10,000 gold coins, and they can't get one million." Caifa's woman who was slapped in the face covered her face and walked back, her voice coldly.

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it. Am I really short of money? I'm selling more than 10,000 gold coins for the things here. What I want is the face. Do you understand?" Shabi raised his hand and poked the woman's forehead twice.

Shabi and others ate and drank for a while, and two streams of light flew from the distant sky outside the door, and fell in front of the gate of the manor villa.

But there were three people, an elderly white man holding a wizard warrior, his breath was as deep as the deep sea, and a dark-skinned Arab middle-aged man with his arms thicker than his thighs, carrying a giant hammer, his breath was fiery, and the remaining one was a yellow man, very young, with short hair and small eyes, wearing a kimono, holding a half-person-high scepter, and his whole body exuded a soft breath.

The professions of these three are wizards, casting masters, and wind god messengers. They are the famous mercenary team "Three Yuan Wrath" in the Brest area. There are only three of them in the entire team, but their squad level has reached the B level, and each of them is a senior fighter.

"Shabi, are you asking us for trouble?" said the Arab, who was a master of casting, speaking French but with a strong Arabic accent.

"Apudul, Vernon, Ryuichi Murakami, long time no see..." Sabi stood up to greet him, "I heard that your team will carry out the promotion mission, which is really gratifying, hahaha..."

"Stop talking nonsense, we are very busy, please say something!" The wizard Vernon said coldly.

"Cough, that's it." Sabi coughed lightly, covering up the embarrassment of being choked, and said, "There is a small thing. I want to trouble you all the three of you to help, the seahorse mercenary group..."

Shabi quickly told him about his entanglement with the Seahorse Mercenary Group, but in his mouth, the matter was twisted as a blackmailing group blackmailing him, and this guy had already said black to white.

"That's all this little thing? Do you need the three of us? They only have one big fighter..." Apdul said coldly after hearing this.

"Shabi, Lord Clark is not coming back, why are you looking for us?" Murakami Ryuki, holding the scepter, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes into a line.

"I can't wait. They will come here to get money tomorrow. At that time, I will have to trouble you. We will deal with the funeral afterwards. How about it? If you agree to help me, the favor you owe my brother will be eliminated." Shabi said with a reluctant smile. The aura of these three senior fighters made him feel very depressed, and his heart seemed to be pressed down on a big stone.

"Write a deal? Do you have the final say?" Murakami asked with a brow raised.

"Of course!" Shabi nodded with certainty. Clark was more than teenager than him and loved him since he was a child. He was influenced by Clark and chose to be a mercenary.
Chapter completed!