Revised version, this chapter is not three thousand, but six thousand, okay.
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The Gray Shrike Mercenary Group is stationed in a small farm outside Lissouli City.
This was originally supposed to be a businessman's farm, but due to the rotation of crops, there are no permanent staff here, so the small businessman doesn't mind earning dozens of gold coins as a harvest at this time -
However, he obviously minded someone causing him trouble, especially at this near midnight, when he was supposed to be enjoying the tenderness of the ladies and maids, but instead he could only follow a group of wolf-like security cavalry, riding the horse with a few bumps.
After the land.
What's more, at this moment, several soldiers on horseback kept asking him about the number of mercenaries who entered the farm - of course the poor businessman did not dare to offend those who could easily cause him countless troubles.
, the sword-wielding knight could only respond with a smile. Of course, he didn't mind casting his angry eyes at the group of mercenaries who had caused him trouble.
But now the only way he can show his dissatisfaction is with his eyes... After all, the swords of the mercenaries are just as sharp - or even sharper.
Although in terms of number, the number of people on both sides is about the same, both thirty or fifty, the cavalry, except for the tall horse and the smooth and new leather armor inlaid with iron sheets, looks far more gorgeous and tidy than the dusty mercenaries.
Outside, the momentum is much weaker - they must flinch when looking at each other, and do not dare to get too close to the sides of the mercenaries. Even the height advantage brought by the sitting horses cannot make up for this gap.
They are just guys who live a good life, have good food and drink, and are accustomed to bullying and idleness. Such people, even after more formal simulation training, are just stronger than ordinary people. How can they compete with real swordsmen?
Are people who lick blood from their heads competing for fighting prowess?
It's just that what they represent behind them is the city of Risuli, the nobility, and the order of the entire country. No matter how weak they are, they are still not something that the mercenaries can fight against - unless the mercenaries are determined to become gangsters.
, and finally faced the annihilation of a large group of people, otherwise, they would have to obey the arrangements obediently. Especially this time, the opponent was obviously well prepared, and the contrast of horse and foot alone was enough to gain an advantage. What's more, they also formed a group
A sparse semicircle vaguely surrounded all the mercenaries.
Of course, this does not mean that the mercenaries will cooperate willingly.
When several leaders of the mercenary group walked out of the room, the mercenaries had already gathered in the open space in front of the door. Although most of them were awakened from their sleep, their armor and weapons were not equipped.
But once the number of people increased, they naturally formed a small formation and began to confront the soldiers' orders and shouts. Although both sides were relatively restrained and did not use weapons, the shouts and curses were mixed and noisy.
The noise is getting louder and louder.
However, when a strong man in inlaid armor appeared together with the mage, the noise suddenly disappeared. The mercenaries stopped cursing on their own initiative and opened a path to allow the two of them to step forward.
"It turns out to be Lord Hudson. I was wondering if you would like to visit our coolie camp during your break. Do you have any advice?" The mercenary captain narrowed his eyes and glanced at the group of knights, then slightly bent towards the leader.
The guy saluted.
"Captain Yulaite, I don't want to disturb others' rest at this time, but there is no other way. Who told us that we are just following orders and eating for ourselves?" The tall knight captain opposite him said coldly, haha.
, his eyes were condescending but wandering around everyone: "Something big happened in the city of Lisuli. Two brothers from the security cavalry were killed and their equipment was stolen. As a result, we found this thing at the scene. I
Speaking of your Excellency, Captain, can you explain what is going on?"
After a pause, the knight captain stretched out his hand and revealed a dark object in his hand.
As a result, all the mercenaries' expressions almost changed, and the original silence was once again broken by buzzing whispers.
Attacking security cavalry can be a big or small matter. Mercenaries have never dealt with these serious knights. In fact, things like drunken riots and fist fights often happen. The result is often arrest, and at most one or two months.
Hard labor - but it resulted in the casualties of the security cavalry... This is no joke. It is not strange to be labored to death or directly hanged in those black mines that eat people.
The face of the mercenary captain was obviously even more ugly. The thing in the knight's hand was not big, and it was dark and inconspicuous, but the golden light reflecting the light of the torch was enough for him to understand what it was - even though it was missing.
It turned into a small piece of black iron, but that thing looked too familiar. The lines carved on the dark metal and the words polished out of copper were the emblem of the Gray Shrike Mercenary Group.
"Well... Sir Hudson, there have been some problems in our regiment recently. Earlier today, several brothers were attacked and killed while... shopping in the city, and the regimental badge was also stolen.
So I'm afraid someone deliberately framed us..." The mage was obviously the calmest one among all the people. After a slight pause, he spoke loudly: "Actually, except for the people who were attacked in the city, all of us
No one from the mercenary group has ever left here, and there are still some people who came to us today because of this despicable frame-up, and they can probably testify to us."
"It was stolen...that's what I said, but I'm afraid the higher-ups won't believe it. You have to have some evidence."
The cavalry captain obviously didn't want to hear this explanation, but when he rolled his eyes and glanced at the mage, the stripes made of fine silver threads on the other person's linen robe made his expression slightly relaxed: "Yes.
Otherwise, I have to follow the order and take everyone in your group back for questioning. After all, according to the news we have received, it is said that there are spies from the empire operating nearby recently. Lord Baron Coconut said that there may be some people here.
What’s the connection…”
At this time, not only did the mercenary leader's face change, but his heart also became cold - it was not the worst thing to have a security cavalry die. After all, the Gray Shrike was considered a veteran on the Lisuli front line.
There is a mercenary group, and there are some connections within the security cavalry. It is a matter of people, and I can find a way to settle it with a sum of gold coins. However, if it is a spy... this matter is not that simple to end.
Yes, if the charge of collaborating with the enemy is added to him, everyone will probably be involved. And it is not something that can be ended with dozens or hundreds of gold coins.
"Damn it... who knows if they killed people themselves, but then they put this toilet on our heads? They just took half a piece of iron and said we killed people?" A voice was heard among the mercenaries at this time.
It sounded very low, just a little higher than those whispers, but it clearly reached the ears of most people: "You want to take it back and ask? Who doesn't know that the person you are questioning never comes back standing?"
If you have a lot of stuff on your body, your wallet will also be short. These guys are greedier than the devils in hell..."
So the whispers of the mercenaries suddenly increased: "Yes, they just want to blackmail..." "Their questioning is always to punish..." "If they take this away, it will become
The meat on the knife board... will lose its skin even if it doesn't die..."
In the midst of the chaos, a metallic scraping sound was heard from nowhere, and then the second sound, the third sound... the sound of a weapon being unsheathed suddenly became loud!
Tonight's sky is covered with dark clouds, and there are no stars or moon... Only the luster of a few torches makes the long and short swords shine, and the blue reflection makes the faces of the mercenaries twisted with anger even more ferocious...
So the security cavalry who were originally in a circle were forced to show their swords and stare at each mercenary nervously. The smell of metal and the noise made the horses under them feel some danger.
, snoring in panic and kicking the ground! The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment!
"Calm down, calm down! Captain Yulaite, we are also acting under orders. After all, when something as big as human life has happened, we must give an explanation to both the superiors and the subordinates... What do you mean by this? You want to attack a few more vigilante knights.
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The knight captain had to raise his voice and roar, and his face suddenly turned blue - he actually had no interest in really forcing these mercenaries to any extent, even though the order from above was to push the Gray Shrike mercenary
The whole regiment... at least the main figures were arrested, but the reason why he chose to talk was because it would be difficult for these more than forty cavalry to capture all the mercenaries in the village.
If the commotion is really too big and these guys are desperate, the first person to be unlucky will be his small group. Even if the Guard Knights send out a large army to wipe out this mercenary group, so what? Is there anyone who will plead?
The gods of various temples appeared and resurrected these hapless people one by one? Don't be kidding. Throughout the ages, even the most loyal and powerful generals of the Kingdom Knights have been unable to cause such a miracle. These little guard knights
Where does such a good life come from? At most, a pension of a dozen silver coins is not bad...
But before he finished speaking, the strong horse under the seat suddenly jumped up, Herod neighed, raised his four hooves like crazy, and bumped forward!
There was a sudden chaos among the mercenaries!
"These bastards want to kill people! Brothers, run!" A sharp voice shouted suddenly, and at the same time, a crossbow bolt flew out from nowhere and hit a security knight squarely in the head, causing
He fell off the horse with a somersault! The other knights looked at each other, but in the face of the mercenaries who seemed to be rushing towards them, they could only urge their horses!
The chaos has begun... The shouts of killing and the collision of weapons started instantly. In the blink of an eye, four or five mercenaries were hit by horses and stabbed with swords! And two guard knights were shot by crossbows.
Get off your horse!
"Don't move at all!"
But the chaos was immediately ended... A terrifying huge roar broke out with the mage as the center, and the rolling sound waves driven by the arcane power spread to all directions with the mage's movements, so that everyone could only cover it up at the first time.
If you close your ears, even the horses can only neigh and tremble in place, and can no longer move forward!
The cavalry captain's horse that rushed forward was hit by a beam of light, and then stopped in place like a wooden sculpture. The huge impact threw his owner straight out! Fortunately, he held on to the horse's reins tightly.
, the sergeant barely turned half a circle in the air, and his feet hit the ground with a thud. Otherwise, the impact alone would have been enough to break his neck! But even so, even with the weight of the armor,
, it also made stars pop out in front of his eyes, and he knelt on the ground with a pop of his legs!
"Sir Hudson, please keep your men calm!"
The sound gradually fell silent and turned into a strong sound that was no longer deafening, but still made people's hearts tremble. The mage looked around, walked forward slowly, and at the same time took out a badge from his arms and showed it to Zai Zheng as he climbed up in embarrassment.
The cavalry captain who came and the surrounding security cavalry were all dazzled.
So the stunned knight was stunned for a moment. As a leader, he was far more professional than the knights and rogues under him, so he recognized the thing at a glance - of course, even his men knew it to some extent.
The origin of this thing is just that not many people have seen it - it is also a badge, but the etching is extremely exquisite. On the smooth surface, a silver plant leaf exudes a slight luster, but it is lifelike, like a seal.
Like in amber.
A token that represents the identity of a magician. A magician's badge.
Although it is just silver alfalfa, and it only has one petal, it means that the holder is still a formal mage who has just been promoted, but in any case, having the title of an official mage anywhere in this continent is almost the same as
As for having a noble title, although you will not have family power like those hereditary knights, the strength of the magician can make up for these shortcomings - the strange but powerful power of magic will always cause some very troublesome damage.
, so not many people even among the nobles are willing to offend a real mage, even if they have just left their apprenticeship.
Especially in Tuminis, a country founded by magic.
So after being stunned for a moment, poor Sir Hudson Qihunbasu raised his hand and signaled all the cavalry to retreat. But the mage then spoke again: "Please everyone dismount and put down their weapons.
, brothers in the group, you are the same!"
"Mr. Master, you'd better explain what's going on here!" The cavalry captain shook his head in confusion and said to the Master as if he couldn't suppress his temper.
It stands to reason that a formal mage would rarely stay in such a mercenary group. As long as they join a noble, they can at least get a title like lecturer or exclusive, and be enshrined. Not only can they eat and drink without worries,
Moreover, there is a large amount of research funds spent. As long as you occasionally make some magic props for the family, or take action to shock the scene and teach qualified heirs, it is a hundred times easier than the dangerous job of mercenaries with their heads stuck to their waistbands.
But who knows? Mages are usually weird-thinking guys. It's possible to do anything, and there's no need for him to look for such things.
——But this does not mean that a random mage can interfere and order him, the captain of the security cavalry, at will! Lord Hudson thought angrily.
It's a pity that the latter didn't give him any chance at all.
"I'm sorry, Sir, I will explain it clearly to you later, and will also follow you to the garrison to explain the entire incident. But for now, please let your subordinates strictly stick to their posts. Don't let anyone leave." The mage calmly said
He spoke with an irrefutable toughness in his tone, and then he turned to the mercenary leader: "Yulet, ask the brothers to put their things on the ground and walk away from me one by one.
past."
"I now suspect that there are enemies hidden among them!" He continued word by word while glancing at the surprised faces of the mercenaries.
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"Cunning guy..."
The mage didn't know that his slow investigation would not achieve any results. Instead, he missed the opportunity - because the person who really caused the commotion was not among the crowd at all... The chaos had just begun.
He had already slipped into the shadow of the torch, leaned down lightly, and walked silently towards the back of the farm along the shadow of the farm buildings.
The sky covered with thick clouds is a deep dark blue, and on the ground, except for the slight luster of a few distant stars, it is pitch black, but the figure shrouded in a gray-brown robe is in the dark.
There was no slowness in his movements, as if the dark night was no different to him at noon when the sun shone brightly. In just a few turns, this figure had already crossed several rows of houses, as if he had already
Knowing every plant and tree in the area, he went straight to the last row of houses in the farm.
The farm buildings in the last row have been turned into warehouses made entirely of stones. They seem to have been out of use for a long time. The walls made of bluestones are already covered with a layer of blackened dust and are in tatters... But...
At this time, there were two fully armed mercenaries guarding the door. They seemed to be guarding something extremely valuable. Although they yawned profusely, they carefully scanned the surroundings, every inch of land exposed in the halo of the torch.
.
Suddenly there was a soft click in the darkness, and the two mercenaries suddenly became alert and opened their eyes wide in that direction!
"Who!" a mercenary asked.
There was no answer, only the sound continued - extremely slight, not like footsteps, but the sound of wind blowing rolling stones, but there was no trace of wind around... So, the two mercenaries looked at each other,
One of them cautiously moved towards that side, and after taking a few steps, he finally saw clearly that in the darkness in that direction, a stone was rolling continuously, while another thing with a subtle luster was following behind.
A slender, shiny leg-like thing kept moving the stone!
"Insect? Matada, come here and take a look at this..."
The mercenary stared at the strange shining stone in confusion and turned to greet his companions.
But the next moment, his words suddenly stopped! - In the corner of his eye, his companion was slowly falling backwards, with strange dark red pillars extending outward from his neck.
...No, that should be the water flow formed when the liquid spurts out?
Before he could react, a gray shadow immediately occupied his sight. The mercenary opened his mouth and was about to roar, but a blue light that hit his throat immediately paralyzed his throat!
There was only a strange muffled hum mixed with crackling sounds, and then, there was total darkness...
"Why are you so slow! This crystal master has already looked around all over!"
The crystal with eight long legs paused slightly, jumped onto the shoulder of the gray shadow, and made a silent complaint of dissatisfaction, but the latter just stuffed it into the hood of the burqa.
"I asked you to find that guy's residence. Where did you find it?"
His eyes swept over the bluestone wall, the rough and heavy door with a row of iron plates nailed on it, and Edward questioned in his heart with dissatisfaction - or in other words, extreme impatience.
The development of the matter was a bit beyond Edward's expectation. I thought that after being provoked several times in succession, this group of mercenaries should have been angry long ago. It would be easy for them to start friction with the city guards again, but now it seems that
It's quite troublesome - that mage actually has a formal certification, which makes his plan to further divide the other party a bit difficult to realize.
Therefore, he could only ask the spiritual crystal servant who had entered the farm to conduct careful reconnaissance and understand the general situation to take him to the mage's residence - the mage's residence should have some good things. If he took it and left first, not only would he be able to get some
Affordable income, and can further weaken the enemy.
But the problem is, the place in front of me doesn't look like the mage's residence.
"Idiot...open your eyes and take a closer look. The defense here is tighter than anywhere else! The purpose of building a safe is not just for fun. You don't even understand this?"
Edward narrowed his eyes slightly.
So as he concentrated his energy, rays of red light gradually appeared in his field of vision... They crossed the door and crisscrossed it with a ray of light. Although he had never seen it before, Edward was extremely sure that it was definitely
A combination of a magic alarm and several vicious magic traps.
"What's in there?"
The hunter shook his head and climbed up the wall in two or three times. The low house was only covered with simple wooden strips and stone tiles. He drew a green light casually and opened a container on it.
A gap for people to come in and out.
Just glancing inside, Edward held his breath.;
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