Utopia

In the next few days, Turo, who had eaten and drunk enough, received a commission in the company.

A commission that even their company found incredible.

"Boss, are you kidding? Find a zombie, and a mutant zombie that spits acid?"

"Who is so rich? Let our company catch a zombie?"

Obviously, the employees of Turan Company could not understand it at all.

"Everyone, be quiet. The financier who commissioned us is the Unbending Butterfly, a resistance organization in the southern Principality of Akern. You should know their intentions better than me."

As the shopkeeper Turan began to talk, the employees in the conference room naturally understood the intention of the Unbending Butterfly - to create chaos for the actual ruler of the Principality of Akern, Marquis Usoda.

But Turo's expression was not very good, after all, he knew very well the harm of zombies. Just the infectiousness of an animal and the spread of body fluids meant that the number of people harmed by the Unbending Butterfly would never be small.

The problem was... Turo was not a citizen of the Principality of Akern, and had no obligation to consider any of the people of the Principality of Akern. Although it was very cruel to think so, he had no friendly relationship with the Principality of Akern.

Even Archduke Sidney of the Principality of Akern was killed by their mercenaries.

So as one of the culprits who caused the Principality of Akern to decline from a hegemon to a war-torn state, Tulo felt a little uncomfortable; but he shook his head. Since he had started it, he should not have any sympathy.

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Anyway, in his eyes, it was time for the Principality of Akern to perish.

Everything in the Principality of Akern belonged to Turan Company and even the Kingdom of Negan. As for the people above, sorry, they wanted land but not people.

"So, do you accept it? This is a big order of 6 gold coins."

"Accept!"

"Set off in three days."

Accompanied by a roar, Turan, as the shopkeeper, was indescribably happy. Although she has a group of female employees and a small number of male employees, she is still happy as the shopkeeper in terms of work quality.

Especially in the raid work, even if only cold weapons can be used, her employees still show good archery and poisoning skills.

Although the important reason for being able to do this is their company's standard crossbow, but well...

As long as there is money to be made, who cares. Anyway, it's not their own country that is in trouble.

So with Turan, who has no sympathy, and a group of employees who were awakened by the gold coins, a disaster that made the Principality of Akern wait for its end officially came.

But before that, all the employees, including Tulo, had to prepare all kinds of things. It's just that Tulo is different from other colleagues. He has already finished his work.

"So, the four of you come here. Three days... um... you lie down and move around first."

Obviously, Tulo continued to cultivate the four of them after returning to the company dormitory. After all, under the laws of the Kingdom of Negan, the four of them are his spouses. Even if the four of them get pregnant with his children one after another, it won't be a big deal.

After all, he is already a father, and having more children is not something worth making a fuss about for him.

Afterwards, he finally broke free from their arms and came to the wine house affiliated with Turan Company alone. The reason why he moved around with the four of them first was mainly because of the orange drink that the bartender was mixing for him.

"You're here again... Sigh. If it were the Old World, do you know how many people would want to chop you with a knife?"

"What does this have to do with me? Bartender, don't dilute my drink this time. I'm ready to go, and I won't feel comfortable if I don't drink something strong."

"Are you afraid you won't be able to come back?"

"How is that possible? The four people in my family don't like me drinking, and they've locked me up many times."

"Hmph!"

The brown-skinned uncle Kalai, who was the bartender, couldn't help but snorted, and Tulo knew how much he was despised by others.

"Don't be like this, I..."

"Okay. You're the only man in the company who's so weird, not good at this and good at this. Do you know where other men in the company relax when they have to work, except for unlucky guys like me?"

"On the bed."

Tulo felt bitter about this question. If we talk about which men in the Negan Kingdom have the most pressure, mercenaries like him are typical of the typical ones.

Including himself, male mercenaries in the Negan Kingdom either drink a glass of good wine from time to time, or sleep with beautiful women in their arms on the big bed.

To be honest, even among the mercenaries of other races in the Old World, he had never seen one who didn't like wine and women. So he didn't want his children to do his job, even if his income was enough to live a life of luxury in the Kingdom of Negan.

However, mercenaries, or to put it more nicely, employees of security escort companies, have to be prepared to put their heads on their belts every day.

It's impossible to have no casualties.

Just the bartender in front of him who was mixing drinks for him was a typical example of someone who lost his partner and was almost killed by the poisonous arrows of the natives.

Therefore, this bartender was transferred from the first-line position to the second-line position to serve as a bartender for everyone to relieve their boredom.

"The customized fruit wine you want, Aifenglai."

"Thanks."

"Another drunkard."

"Is it possible, bartender, that you wish there would be one less drunkard to visit?"

"Well……"

Compared to the bartender's surprise, Tu Luo poured a glass of wine directly into his stomach. You must know that he used to be a soldier who did not touch alcohol. Even when he was unfortunately dispatched to a high mountain area, facing the cold wind and glaciers, he never touched a drop of alcohol.

But now, after drinking a glass of wine, his body, which was a little weak, suddenly started to boil.

"A good drink. One more."

"receive."

Perhaps the inventor who invented wine did not expect that wine is not only a must-have for happy times, but also an excellent product to relieve depression in the heart.

Unfortunately, wine is a very popular product not only in the Kingdom, but also abroad. How do you say something? Drunken sex.

It is not a strange thing for mercenaries of all races in the Old World to drink two too many drinks and use knives and guns on the street. Going to the flower street to gallop around is not a trivial matter that needs to be published in the newspapers.

Of course, the illegitimate child they created... As long as everyone knows it, there will always be compensation afterwards. So Tuluo also smiled bitterly, why was there always a female escort by his side.

Especially when this escort just lay on his big bed.

"Have you finished drinking?"

"Miley."

"Hmph! I knew you would come here. Bartender, give me a glass of his good wine too."