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Chapter 240 0239: Partnership

The rain at the end of the season in the northern border was pattering.

In the hall where Ken and his two subordinates were waiting, shadows were imprinted on the wall by the fireplace.

The flames rekindled, and the surroundings had not yet fully warmed up.

The [agent] from the Southern Border Mercenary Guild was shivering from the cold.

"Ah Choo, thank you Zhan Jing for your forgiveness, let me introduce myself again..."

The fat man put down the blanket to wipe off the rain.

"Quinni Pandis, the escort officer of the Golden Shield Mercenary Guild. In addition, I would like to convey my apologies to you again. I did not intend to offend you."

He looked like a different person.

Really.

Although it is still the fat face, but the temperament and speech are completely different.

He was bulky in silk and cotton, with finely woven armor concealed in his lining and coat.

Lorgar narrowed his eyes.

After being taught by Zhan Jing, he began to learn to calm down and observe.

The other person has not always been obese.

The skeleton of this mercenary agent is very thick, and he must have had muscles when he was young, and he was extremely explosive.

Maybe it's an injury, maybe it's because he no longer needs to use the knife himself... He gradually became greasy.

The wiped clean 【Quinni Pandis】looks calm.

His pupils are brown.

Deep, like a giant bear.

But Lorgar had a hard time looking into those eyes for long.

He had seen another face of Quinny, a philistine and greedy, who liked to unscrupulously test the bottom line of others.

Ken sat in his seat and raised his palm to interrupt.

He said: "Forget the pleasantries, I will only give you one last chance to speak, be concise and concise, and explain the conditions and risks clearly."

"Uh, okay."

Quinny restrained her smile to a very restrained level. "Mr. Keen, I heard that you are expanding business channels... right? We have the ability to guarantee you a smooth flow of money. Apart from trade, we can also provide various kinds of help."

[Mercenary Entrustment: Guild Assistance]

[Description: When you reach an agreement with a mercenary guild, you will be able to get help from the corresponding forces in your daily development.The two parties are mutually beneficial and follow the principle of equivalent exchange. 】

"Please forgive my earlier offense. After all, resources are precious and friends are rare. Every time we choose, we will be very cautious."

Quinny sat in front of the fireplace, holding out her fat hand with the jeweled ring.

His brown pupils were imprinted with firelight, he turned his head, and continued:
"Ken Bouvier, let's cooperate. We are serious. Among the mercenary guilds in the southern border, only the golden shield can intervene in the business routes of the countries near the high wall."

Lorgar really wanted to see the fat man's blood splattered on the spot.

He was speaking to Thornton Kaya's battle banner!

Lorgar stood silently beside Quema.

He hoped that someone could point out the other party's offense, but unfortunately, no one in the room expressed anything.

Lorgar is also very clear:

Although Kuima was taciturn, this man was the most capable of fighting in the Santon Kaya army. Standing here, he had no way to mess around.

"I'm also very cautious in picking friends."

A voice echoed in the main building.

It's Ken.

He said: "What can the Golden Shield Guild offer me?"

"It depends on what you want." Quinny's voice was cold but confident. "The countries in southern Xinjiang are very rich, and our network is not only the largest, but also quite accumulated."

Ken continued, "How do I get paid when I ask for help?"

"Escort, clearance, collection and hunting, all powers of attorney that may be involved with mercenaries... We will send the order to Thornton Kaya. If you can complete it, you will accept it. After it is done, there will be corresponding rewards ! Or cancel the favor you owe us."

"Make my tribe work for you?"

"How is that possible? That's an absolute waste!" Quinny sneered and shook his head. "Easy tasks will definitely be handed over to adventurers, looters, or idle mercenaries. All we need you to complete are difficult tasks."

He sat back, stroked the ring in his hand, and continued:
"For example, this time, you rescued Mr. Clayton, maybe next time we will let you fish other people in glaciers, volcanoes, silent caves or poisonous swamps..."

Mercenary guilds need allies.

For some matters, it is inconvenient for the guild to send people to the northern border to deal with them, or sometimes there are urgent orders that cannot be met by the stock, so they can only be handed over to "trusted" friends to solve them.

They will offer handsome rewards to maintain this friendship.

"I can see that..."

Quinny sat down again, his eyes were straight, his shoulders were as flat as a scale, but every syllable he spoke was like a bargaining chip on the negotiating table.

He focused his eyes and spoke slowly:
"You are very distressed, some things have not been resolved, or the solution is not thorough enough, you may wish to share your worries with me, and let our guild show its value... How about it?"

Around the hall, the Heras waited silently.

Ken said: "I need information about the mercenaries near Red Maple Heights, try to be as detailed as possible, and also have an identity that can be found out, understand?"

Quinny frowned.

Of course he can understand the meaning of the other party's words.

It's just that Kunney can't figure it out...

Why did this tribal battle flag with the face of southern Xinjiang go to such a dangerous place to join in the fun?

Both Fron Gundo and Hawser may appear in [Red Maple Heights], not to mention some old antiques that usually nest in the ravines...

"Do I need to explain more?"

"Oh, wait a minute."

Quinny waved his fat hand, then retracted it, and continued to rub the dark red ring with the thumb of the other hand.

"The more you know, the more troublesome it will be. I am a mercenary agent, and I understand the basic rules."

Quinny refuses to know what he thinks.

Ken leaned back, using the soft fur to relieve his fatigue.

Quinny was silent for a long time alone.

He conceived a speech in his mind, and then slowly took out a badge made of copper.

[Item: Mercenary token]

[Description: The private property of the Golden Shield Guild is a symbol of status. It can mobilize a small amount of resources, but its authority is limited, and many things need to be paid. 】

"Your gift, Battle Flag."

Quinny said: "You can use whatever name you want to walk outside. After all, mercenaries have code names or nicknames. If someone pursues them, I will spread some very vague news."

He paused and added:

"Don't cross the line, don't mess around, if you poke out the basket and we can't hold it back, you can only steal it, and we won't have any friendship."

Every sentence is an attempt to absolve responsibility.

Of course Ken wouldn't mind, and how could he take the initiative to cause trouble?
At least he thought so.

Quinny added:

"The identity issue is easy to solve, but if you want to understand the rules of the mercenary, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain clearly for a while. No matter how you generalize it, you can talk about it all night."

(End of this chapter)