Sunset City Mercenary Guild.

The former president of the Mercenary Guild, Kavella, had a lot of slap marks on her face. The face that looked pretty handsome was beaten into a pig's head.

Delong, the president of the Mercenary Guild from the Imperial Capital, said to Cavela with anger, "Do you know, did you do something wrong? Has fifty slaps made you feel a little more awake?"

Kavella's face was swollen at this time, her teeth were a little loose, and she said a little vaguely when she spoke: "I'm wrong, but I know I'm wrong."

"Then do you know, what's wrong?"

Hearing Deron's words, Cavela said: "My subordinates should not have a conflict with Dark Evans. They should not let him receive the reward, and they should not make things difficult for him."

"Wrong, fool!"

Delong said angrily: "I don't care whether you offend a marshal's grandson. What I care about is that you have lost the face of our Mercenary Guild. You should know how our mercenaries rely on for their income. Fame and reputation! This is our foundation. You can offend anyone, but you must let people know that our Mercenary Guild is strong enough to protect them and challenge all powers."

Kavella looked at Delon in confusion, not understanding the meaning of his words.

Delong said: "Whether it is the change of dynasties or the war of churches, our Mercenary Guild has been standing on this continent for thousands of years, and its status has never changed. We mercenaries do not distinguish between nationality and race. We do not fight for those virtual things, we fight for ourselves and for money! Because of this, our Mercenary Guild can survive and be free from major forces. When we perform some tasks, we will definitely offend some forces and be welcomed by other forces. However, we must maintain our position."

Kavela nodded and said, "I understand, Lord Delon."

Delong nodded and said, "It's good that you understand. I hope you can truly understand. I'm not afraid of you offend people, but I hope that when you offend people, you don't lose the prestige of our mercenaries. This time, you not only did not establish your authority, but also lost the face of our mercenary guild. It's really unforgivable."

Kavila touched her swollen face and said, "I really didn't expect that kid really dared to turn against our Mercenary Guild. I originally thought that we had so many mercenaries in the hall, and that kid shouldn't dare to take action. But I didn't expect that he had the support of a bronze warrior."

"Don't underestimate anyone, don't fight unprepared battles."

Delong said: "There are no masters in the guild. Next time if you really want to establish your authority, you have to be prepared. For example, I have made complete preparations this time before I came to Sunset City."

"Sir, are you going to deal with that kid?" A hint of joy appeared in Kavila's eyes.

Delong said: "Just let the other party learn a lesson and will not cause any big noise. After all, he has a marshal's grandfather. We can only invite him to fight in a fair and just duel. In this way, even if he really loses, there is nothing to say. If he takes revenge in secret, they will lose their face."

"An open duel?"

Kavela said: "But, I think that kid can kill the Wind Demon Wolf, probably at the same level as a high-level warrior. Maybe he still has some methods hidden."

"So what? I think he is so powerful, but the level of a silver warrior." Deron said confidently: "This time, I invited the youngest mercenary master in the capital, Cicell, and he would challenge Dark Evans. It should be a matter of being able to win."

"Cisel, who is he? Is he very famous?" Kavila was not familiar with this name at all. Judging from Deron's words, this person should be very powerful.

“What level?”

Delong said: "Cisel is a young master. He has only joined our Mercenary Guild recently, but he is already at the level of a silver warrior. I am going to keep him as a secret weapon, and I usually use him to perform some secret missions. Since such a thing happened in Sunset City, our mercenaries in the imperial capital will always not stand by! This time, we must establish our authority and let people know that our Mercenary Guild has masters and is not easy to bully."

"Sir, wise!" Kavila said flatteringly as Deron.

Mercenary Guild is the most extensive organization on the continent, spread across three major countries, with mercenaries everywhere. In each place, a Mercenary Guild is set up to control the mercenaries who understand it. It is a huge organization.

Although it seems that the Mercenary Guild is just a public welfare organization, it is actually a secret kingdom with its own system.

The mercenary presidents in each place are appointed by the mercenary association. A branch will be set up at the headquarters of each province to manage the mercenary guilds in various cities below the province. As for the imperial capital, the mercenary guilds in various provinces are known as the mercenary guilds.

Mali, a mercenary city located at the junction of the three major countries, has a mercenary headquarters and the president of the three major mercenary associations.

In the eyes of the mercenaries, Mali is his home and the holy city in his heart. The president of the mercenary headquarters and the mercenary elders are his loyalty.

Many mercenaries here dreamed of establishing a mercenary country. However, due to the joint efforts of the three major countries, these mercenaries did not dare to act rashly. After some blood costs, the mercenaries realized that the time was not ripe to establish a country. Therefore, these mercenary leaders stayed in Mali City honestly, controlled the mercenaries, and secretly affected the situation of the entire Chaos Continent.

When Deron heard Kavila's flattery, he smiled slightly and said, "This time, you made a big disaster. The headquarters was very dissatisfied and almost removed you. Fortunately, Elder Des protected you and recommended you to go to Carlo as the president. The president there just died during a mission, and the location was just vacant."

"Thank you, Lord Delon." Cavela didn't care about the pain on her face and even thanked her, her mouth broke into a smile. Leaving Montera to be the president of Carlo, it was a bad thing. The Carlo Empire was much better in terms of environment and economy than the Montera Empire.

Being a president in a rich place will bring more benefits. Besides, Carlo has developed business and requires a large number of mercenaries. The vast waters and forests all require a lot of mercenaries to travel safely.

Delong sighed and said, "Who told me to have a distant cousin like you? Besides, we are all from Elder Des, who prosper and lose together. Only when you and I bring glory to him, can we contribute to him when we compete for the president of the Mercenary Headquarters in the future."

"I understand that my subordinates will never refuse even if they go through fire and water for Elder Des!" Kavella expressed his loyalty to Deron.

"Okay, okay!" Delong said: "I understand. Please help me give this letter of war to Dark Evans, and then go to Carlo! There are many things there, and the president's dispatch cannot be missing."

"Yes, sir!" Cavela took the war book in his hand and quickly walked out of the Mercenary Guild. Although his face was swollen and more pig's head, he was in a very happy mood.

"Hmph, Dark Evans, you're in trouble!" Kavila said in her heart: "You will definitely not have a good end if you offend our Mercenary Guild!"
Chapter completed!