Alien world

Chapter 76 75. Mercenary Squad
In the early morning, a mage tower carriage drove into the manor.

Michael came to visit Annan, and at the same time sent him an invitation: "There is an interesting commission in the mercenary hall, and I would like to invite you to join."

"at this time?"

Annan, who had just experienced the conspiracy, now doubted everything that happened.

"Don't you want to promote your reputation? What is more suitable than the mercenary hall?" Michael said eagerly, "Professionals' mouths are as loose as girls' clothes."

Mycole is not at all mage-like in his vulgarity.

Of course, the mage would not allow an ugly scar on his forehead that only warriors were proud of.

"What commission?"

"A Stephen dwarf somehow ran to the outskirts of Breeze City, ravaged a farmland and destroyed the farm, and then ran into the woods. But the valuable thing is not the bounty, but the Stephen dwarf likes to collect spell books."

"I have a special source of information: Andrew Luna, who did not want to be identified, said that this Stephen dwarf has a spell book on him."

"Is it just us?"

"And my team members. They will also be one of your mercenaries, and they are as reliable as me."

Annan accepted the invitation.The shock last night didn't scare him, and it was impossible for him to stay in the manor all the time, waiting for the day when his identity would be revealed.

To be known by more people is the common goal of him and Augusta Olmedo.

But before setting off, Annan had to ask Della what she thought: "Will you come with me?"

"Where are you going, where am I going."

No man can resist the loyalty of an elf—not even Della who obeys the Lady of Wine.

After explaining to the head maid that he would leave for a while, Annan took a small bag of gold coins and Daila got into the carriage and headed to the mercenary hall.

But when he was about to go out, he was accidentally stopped by a servant waiting at the gate of the manor.

"Master Olmedo asked me to remind you here." The servant explained the purpose of coming, "Please be careful of their attacks after leaving the manor."

"Which Olmedo?"

"My lord."

"I'll pay attention."

Annan returned to the carriage.

The carriage moved on, Michael didn't talk about it, and it wouldn't be too much trouble for an epic spellcaster to get over the carriage guards to eavesdrop on their communication.He turned to talk about daily life: "The Mage Tower is also telling your deeds recently."

"What did they say?"

"I was very concerned at first, but later I found out that you are a warlock and I just waited to see the joke."

Fits Annan's stereotype of a mage.

The mage tower carriage drove across the long street, and when it was approaching the mercenary hall, Michael said: "If you are worried about accidents, you can also hire a team of elite guards."

"how much is it?"

Michael estimated the price, but Annan directly refused - the price of hiring a team of five elite teams was actually several times that of Blue Dragon.

But Michael thinks that the price is quite affordable, and this is still for the sake of the King of the North. If it is an ordinary noble and rich man, it will only be more expensive.

"Why is a team of elite professionals so expensive? Isn't a master professional only 3 Jinnars per day?"

"Where did you see that?"

"Andrew Luna's Tavern Overheard."

Michael had no choice but to correct Annan's misunderstanding: "A master professional needs at least a few hundred gold coins for each mission. If it is calculated by the number of days, it will not be less than 50 gold coins per day for what needs to be done."

"What if it's a spellcaster?"

"100 gold coins per day, and all the magic materials during the period must be provided."

Annan recalled that he had actually wanted to hire Blue Dragon with 6 gold coins, and remained silent.

Find a chance to give the blue dragon some compensation, it seems to like those gems...

As we approached the mercenary hall, the hustle and bustle of the street was like a market.

Michael took Annan to a tavern not far from the mercenary hall, where his team members were waiting. "This is what I told you, young King of the North, Annan Reeves."

The sound that was deliberately made to be heard by the entire tavern attracted everyone's attention without any surprise.

Ignoring them, Michael introduced his team members to Annan: "Katharina."

A brave and fierce female warrior nodded.Michael, with a scar on his forehead, looked like an immature child in front of her.She was blind in one eye, lost one ear, lost half of her teeth, had three fingers on her left hand, and two fingers on her right hand. Every inch of her skin was covered with horrible and ugly scars, like a rough human figure carved by a jerky sculptor.

But Michael said: "She is the most heroic berserker, even the green skins would pee their pants like a fart when they saw her."

Annan believed part of it: even if the woman in front of her was wearing shorts and a chest protector that could not block any weapon or gaze, she would not get a single gaze in this tavern.All eyes looking around will skip over her body.

I don't believe the part about "the green skin scares the pants" - the "Warlock Handbook" says that the green skin is a plant and has no gender, so it should also have no excretory organs.

"Francois."

A feminine and handsome young man dressed as an aristocrat held Annan's hand tightly with tears in his eyes: "I finally see you, the great King of the North."

Suddenly being named "Great" made Annan at a loss, and looked at Michael.

"Shameless Baron, Annan doesn't like this."

"Of course...Of course..." Francois let go of Annan with a smile, but his waist could no longer be straightened.

If it weren't for Michael, François might still have prayed and kissed Annan's shoes.

Michael said that Francois was a baron, but he had a bad reputation, such absurd things as liking women's clothing, being the confinement of his adoptive father when he was young-you can see it.

"Klein."

Then came a burly silhouette in full armor.

"Hello, King in the North."

A gruff voice came out of the steel mask, which Michael said he never took off.

Klein is a strong fighter.Not even death would bring him down - that was obvious too.

Annan could see that everyone in this team possessed special skills.Even if it is yourself.

Isn't it legendary that a low-level warlock from another world pretending to be the king of the north can summon blue dragons using low-level summoning skills?

Then it was Della's turn to follow.They looked at the female elf at the same time.

"Elf, assassin."

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Michael released a sound-proofing spell so that people around him could no longer eavesdrop, and continued: "Stephen's dwarf's challenge level is elite, but we are fully equipped, so it is not troublesome to solve it. But I also received a rat-cleaning Entrusted to help the team run in."

"Rat plague?"

"It's just some wandering ratmen. They usually don't carry plagues. They are stronger than kobolds and weaker than lizardmen. They are just suitable for us to practice."

(End of this chapter)