People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

"Jack!!! Am I your boss or this guy? What's the matter with you being so respectful?"

"Forehead......"

The Nordic man named Jack didn't know what to say, or rather, he didn't know what he could say. After all, he was caught in the middle and couldn't be provoked by either side.

On one side is the immediate boss of his association, and on the other side is the monster mercenary from the famous magic side. He feels uncomfortable if offended by that side.

And it seemed that the girl named Birdway also understood that the other party was in a difficult situation, so she didn't continue to struggle with this issue.

"mark!"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Birdway sat on a chair and stretched out her small hand to the man beside her.

"The Puritan nun and priest seem to have made a choice I like too. Take out my symbolic weapon. It's better to use a 'cup' this time. Troublesome stains can only be cleaned with water."

Hearing that the leader of the other party seemed to be planning to fight, there was even a commotion on the Puritan side. After all, there is no suspense about whether the two sides will win or lose.

Or the only suspense is who Sigurd helped.

Now that the opponent is fighting, it is not a matter of their own strength gap at all. The biggest weakness of the Puritan sect is that none of the four-member team that is Sigurd's "disciple" is there, while the "Dawn Morning Light" side is all " Gold" magician.

And it is self-evident that the mercenary with the magical name of "Guardian of the Golden Shimmer (praesidio926)" will lean towards the side of the conflict in the downwind.

Therefore, the turmoil on the Puritan side is not actually against Birdwig, and certainly not against the man named "Mark" next to her or other members of "Morning Light".

(Oh my God, why would I have to do this kind of task! I'd rather fight those English witches alone than here!!!!)

The man holding the suitcase is not "weak" as it appears on the outside, or that there are no weak hands who are qualified to join the "Church of Necessary Evil".

But even though it was said that there was a commotion in the Puritan sect, in fact, no one has done anything yet.

The reason was not that they could hold their breath, but that the man named Mark ignored the request of the leader of his association.

Yes.

He didn't even listen to the leader Birdway's order, just shook his head, and didn't mean to take any "cup" at all.

Chapter 120 Nine: We are all "troublesome" guys

"That's not okay, boss."

Mark said this to Birdway, who was still stretching out his hand, with an unhappy expression on his face, and still didn't mean to go to get the spiritual outfit that Birdway called "the cup".

He took out the handheld game console from his side pocket and handed it to Birdway.

After watching the angry Birdway take over the handheld and turn it on, Mark looked in the direction of the Puritan team.

"British Puritans, please respect yourself. Although I don't know how much you can get from the country's taxes, you are not a salaryman who is so passionate about work that you have to fight here to lose both?"

"He who is slow to anger is better than a mighty man. He who rules his own heart is better than a city."

The mature nun also seemed to know what would happen if the war started now, so she followed the "steps" given by Mark and went downhill without arguing.

"Better to live on a corner house than in a broad house with quarrelsome wives."

"Oh? Do you want to take advantage of your tongue now? A Puritan priest?"

Seeing that Birdway wanted to fight again, Mark quickly signaled his companion behind him to find a way to stabilize Birdway with his eyes.

"That, boss..."

"What? Can't you see I'm busy kicking these Puritan guys' asses? Yes, you. Yes, it's you, this time I changed my mind, you give me the 'stick', it's not clean Things really should be burned with fire!!!”

"Actually, I want to say that I inquired about the location of rare props from Miss Patricia a few days ago, like 'angel armor' or something..."

Before the man finished speaking, he felt a small hand grabbing his collar.

"Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier! Hurry up and get on the number!"

"Yes, it is!"

Mark was relieved to see that Birdway's attention had shifted from the Puritan side to the handheld in his hand.

Although he doesn't think that a Puritan priest can pose any threat to his immediate boss, but if two high-level magicians fight in a bus, the burst of magic power in a small space can instantly make them look like fireworks fly out.

At the same time, the girl holding the "gramophone" was also relieved.

Although she was not the oldest or the most powerful of the magicians under the Puritan sect in this operation, she was indeed the person in charge of this "crusade force".

And the job is to help the person next to me who has been holding a suitcase and dare not participate in the subsequent debate, but just shrinks aside and pretends to look at the scenery outside the window to avoid the problem.

(If Father Robert and "Crimson Sunshine (Dawn Morning Light)" conflict, then I'm afraid no one will be able to stop them except "who".)

With lingering fear in her heart, through the reflection of the glass, the girl looked behind at the displeased priest and the nun who was softly comforting her.

Although the two of them are quite standard and competent clergymen on weekdays, as magicians of the "Church of Necessary Evil" affiliated to the Puritan sect, both of them are also real experts in anti-magic warfare.

Although the girl herself was not very clear about it, she heard that when the Supreme Bishop handed over the task, she seemed to specifically mention that unless it was absolutely necessary, they should try to avoid the two of them from joining the battle.

Although the girl didn't quite understand why the two were so strong and didn't join the battle immediately, the last sentence of the Supreme Bishop Laura Stuart made her sure that those two were definitely not easy-going.

[If there is an accident, you and Andre will immediately take the British troops to evacuate, and the follow-up processing will be handed over to any mercenary.Speaking of recent things, there are really many things. Now the British can mobilize people, probably only that mercenary is capable of this task, right? 】

Shaking his head, these redundant thoughts were left behind.

Now that the task site has not even been reached, talking about these is superfluous.

"Freida, are you worried?"

Glancing at the man beside her, the girl named Freida didn't deny it, and nodded quite simply.

"No matter from that aspect, this mission is not stable. Yes, whether it is external conditions or our own factors."

"Are you worried about..."

As the leader of the entire Puritan "Church of Necessary Evil", the man named Andre was also informed of the "abnormality" of Father Robert and Sister Peccola.

Perhaps the man thinks that Freida is also worried about this matter?

After all, the opponent this time is not easy to deal with.

"Hey, it's not that..."

Freida sighed, adjusted her body posture slightly, and let her sedentary body move a little bit.

"Strictly speaking, our side is simply a collection of 'time bombs'..."

"I-I'll be as careful as possible."

Andre seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at, and blocked the suitcase between himself and Freida, and seemed to be very bad at getting along with women.

And Freida was quite used to her "colleague"'s behavior style. She sighed, and then began to count the "unstable factors" on her side.

"Leaving aside the situation of Father Robert and Sister Peggy La..."

As she spoke, Freida weighed the phonograph in her arms.

"The ore part of the phonograph has been improved by me into a precious metal that can kill people. However, if it is specially treated to make it harmless, it is very suitable for use in communication and detection tools... .”

Hearing that his companion was explaining the spiritual outfit in his arms, the man also timidly answered.

"However, if the 'gramophone' is damaged, this metal will immediately resume its deadly nature...and it will be easy to accidentally injure your companions by then."

Without denying the danger of her spiritual outfit, Freida continued talking.

"And your technique is based on something related to 'vampires', and among the relatively famous vampires, Dracula is not counted..."

"Neuntoter, a vampire in Germany, is also the legendary spreader of the Black Death. In my crossbow..."

"There is human blood infected with the 'plague'."

Sighing, the girl named Freida leaned back on the seat.

"I now understand why the Supreme Bishop specially invited a mercenary here. We guys..."

In a nonchalant tone, he spoke quite sad lines.

"Something 'troublesome' guy..."

After that, the two parties spent the rest of the journey quietly and peacefully while ignoring each other.

However, this journey, which can be called "thrilling", has only just begun.

Chapter 130: Someone who is sneaking in

The group got off the car at Mallaig in Scotland. Immediately after getting off the vehicle, the magicians of the Puritan "Church of Necessary Evil" were separated from the members of "Morning Light".

With a small road as the dividing line, the two sides are exchanging plans for their actions later.

What was different from the two parties was that the stretched and yawning mercenary was walking unsteadily towards the small town not far away.

"That, boss..."

"what happened?"

Birdway held a quill in one hand and a somewhat yellowed pamphlet in the other, and seemed to be using some sort of spell to plan a course of action for a while.

"Isn't our action this time a bit too open and aboveboard? If the other party notices the movement of our 'Crimson Rizhao (Dawn Morning Light)' and the Puritan personnel, they should immediately abandon their stronghold and flee?"

"Don't worry, an association of this size can be transferred if it is said to be transferred..."

The quill stood up in Birdwell's hand, and then, as if operated by an invisible big hand, some meaningless characters were written on the yellowed paper.

"Moreover, those old-school guys have the habit of stuffing all their 'treasures' in their 'little treasury'. Even if they want to transfer it now, they will leave a lot of information. It will only be a matter of time before they are broken one by one... .”

Point the paper in your hand to the sun, and then the paper with unknown meaning will be burned.

Birdwell shook his hand to shake off the black ash that fell between his fingers, and then asked Mark.

"Mark, if it were you, what would you do in this situation?"

Without too much thinking, the simple and clear Mark gave his own plan.

"Instead of passively being hunted down, I will probably choose to use the 'home field advantage' to repel the attackers first, and then consider whether to retreat or pursue them..."

"That's right!"

Birdway interrupted Mark with a brisk tone, and then pointed to Mark's face with her little finger.

"That's what those idiots think!"

"I feel that you are referring to Sang Huai, I don't care about this issue for the time being... that is, if it is a reason that we can easily think of, the other party will definitely think of it, then there may be a situation where we do the opposite Right?"