The owner of the thunderous laughter appeared outside the door. He was a middle-aged man with an extremely rugged appearance. He had an unruly beard like a steel needle and was pierced into a face like a knife. He bent down and squeezed in.
The door of the office, the armor and the wooden door frame scraped together, making an extremely uncoordinated tearing sound.
The style of his equipment is retro, just like the old-style heavy knight armor from the rise of the Lion Dynasty a thousand years ago. The armor has simple lines, and many parts are fixed together with iron chains, making a rattling sound.
Surprisingly, this set of armor seems to have been passed down thousands of years ago. Many places are covered with rust. The original luster has long been covered by dense rust. There is a big hole in the heart, and it is covered with blood stains or rust stains.
It's red in color, and although the damage is extremely old, it can still be seen that it was a masterpiece that was pierced by a knight's gun.
If it weren't for the deafening laughter of the big man and the surging breath of life around him, people might have thought it was the corpse of a heavy knight soldier crawling out of the ruins of a battlefield thousands of years ago.
In contrast, the other three people who followed the big man in were much better. Among them was a woman dressed as a mage. Obviously, this was a mercenary group.
"Hahahahaha, who said you want to rule the Continent of Thorns?" The big man repeated his previous words and looked around the audience.
Aranza stepped forward, still looking carefree, and responded with a smile: "Well, it's me."
"oh?"
The mercenaries present thought that the big man would laugh at Aranza, which was terrible, but they did not expect that the other party patted Aranza on the shoulder and praised her loudly, "Hahahahaha, you have courage, this is what a man is!"
Then, the big man felt something was wrong. He stretched out his calloused hands and stroked his messy beard. He thought for a moment before continuing: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, you have the courage, but how can you block the enemy's thousands of troops with your little bumpy body?"
horse?"
"To resist thousands of troops, of course we must use thousands of troops."
Jie Xi stepped forward to answer for Aranza and looked at the big man in front of her curiously. In fact, everyone present was very curious about this man's origins.
"Hahahaha, that's a good idea, but I don't think so. As long as my strength reaches a certain level, even if he has thousands of troops, I alone will be enough."
The big man still smiled boldly, "This is an era of the strong. Only the strong are qualified to be remembered by others. The names of the weak are only called weak. Thousands of troops are just tens of thousands of weak."
Hearing this, although Aranza did not completely agree with the big man's views, she was very interested. She pulled a table and asked the big man to sit down, called the waiter from the office, ordered two bottles of strong wine, and even drank with the big man.
meaning.
The big man was not polite, he laughed and sat down.
At this time, the female mage behind the big man walked to the front desk, as if she wanted to handle some business. The receptionist looked at Aranza, a little confused as to what to do, because Aranza's affairs had not been completed yet, but luckily she got a signal from Jie Xi,
After letting her settle the matter with the big man first, the receptionist turned around and asked the female mage why she was there.
It turns out that this is also a mercenary group being formed, called the Evil Mercenary Group. The intention of the name is indeed not very good. I heard the big man explain it, but it means that good and evil are the same thing, and there will be different interpretations from different angles, for example
The war mission recently issued by the mercenary office in Brett City seems to be a good thing from the human race, but the orcs don't think so. This is an act that makes them gnash their teeth and hate it.
Hearing this, Jie Xi actually nodded in agreement, as things are inherently relative.
The purpose of the evil mercenary group here is to have just completed the last assessment task required to form a mercenary group and come to report. The final assessment task is to let the newly-built mercenary group complete a junior mercenary task.
Soldier mission to prove the ability to complete the mercenary mission. This is the next thing Aranza and his party will do. The commission earned from completing this mission will become the registration fee for forming a mercenary group.
"Well, they all seem to listen to you, but why is that woman the leader?" Aranza drank a glass of wine, pointed at the female mage, and asked the big man in confusion.
"Hahahahahaha," the big man also drank a gulp, and the iron chain connecting the gauntlet jingled, "Of course I am the leader, but the guys in the mercenary office can't find my name. My name is Qiong.
Nas Emric, but they couldn't find it, which was so shocking to me that I ended up registering it under my woman's name."
This does not arouse people's curiosity. With the current war, the owner of a city often changes. Maybe Jonas's identity file has been burned by some bandit army, and it is normal that the mercenary office cannot find it.
After the female mage completed the formalities, she received a voucher with the seal of the mercenary firm, which was regarded as the establishment certificate and level certificate of the evil mercenary group.
The big man Jonas didn't even look at it. He stood up, took the voucher, and left with his people without staying any longer.
"Hahahahaha, see you later, you brave little pimple!"
Just as he came with thunderous laughter, Jonas disappeared around the corner from the door of the mercenary office with thunderous laughter.
Aranza returned to the trouble of naming the mercenary group. In the end, the receptionist came up with a name for them. Since Aranza wanted to rule the Continent of Thorns, he took this as his intention, although the receptionist felt that ruling the Continent of Thorns was the right thing to do.
It was impossible, but the people of the Lane family always like to make the impossible possible. The King of Heroes and the famous Lane people in the past are good examples, so the receptionist still seriously came up with the name of the mercenary group.
Name, Thorn Mercenary Group.
A mercenary group that directly dominates the mainland in the name of thorns.
This is how the Thorn Mercenary Group, which has been legendary from generation to generation, was born. As the great man Jonas Emric said, only the strong are qualified to be remembered by their names, and the names of the weak are only called Weak, Thorn Mercenaries.
The members of the regiment were mentioned again and again by future generations, but the receptionist who named the Thorn Mercenary Group disappeared into the dust of history and was forgotten by future generations.
Later, Jie Xi carefully checked the mission board next to the front desk and selected the first mission of the Thorn Mercenary Group for Aranza, which was the final assessment mission.
Jiexi selected for a long time, and finally selected a mission with a dangerous difficulty ranging from the lowest level to elementary-intermediate level. The mission required them to go to Kabulan Fortress and assist the defenders of Kabulan Fortress under Viscount Troxi. The defense time should be at least seven weeks.
Day. Missions with large fluctuations in difficulty are luck-based missions. For example, the mission that Jie Xi took on may be fought continuously for seven days, or it may be idle for seven days without waiting for an attack from the orcs.
Of course, if he accidentally gets into trouble with a garrison officer, he might be sent out to do something fatal on purpose.
After taking over the task, the members of the Thorn Mercenary Group left the mercenary office and went to the market to pick up some good horses. They no longer stopped in Brett City and rode directly out of the city to the Kaplan Fortress.
Originally, Cyril conveyed his proposal to Silas, which allowed him to detour from the primeval forest of Azshara to the Kabulan Fortress. This proposal was rejected by Jessie without thinking. The territory under the governance of Viscount Troxi was relatively stable, and he was sure to go there along the way.
There is no chance of encountering any robbers and robbers, so there is no need to go around.
In fact, this proposal was defined by Jessie as the male thunder wolf Silas misses his female thunder wolf Clariel.
After passing through Fort Jiangna, the group continued south. The journey went smoothly and they encountered no robbers or robbers. This made Silas, the thunder wolf who was used to living in the forest, very uncomfortable.
And when the group of people traveled day and night and came to a small village, Cyril suddenly stopped.
This is a land of green grass. It was once invaded by war. All the houses were burned down, and the indigenous people did not know where they went. Later, a group of refugees came here, rebuilt the village and became its new owners.
, and brought it back to life. Today, there are birds singing and flowers blooming everywhere, and there are children laughing and playing with each other at the entrance of the village.
The war seems to have left no traces here, and Viscount Troxi has never recruited soldiers here. The villagers' lives are peaceful, as if they are a peaceful place outside of troubled times.
"What's the matter, Cyril?"
Aranza sensed Cyril's strange mood, stopped the horse, turned to ask the girl wearing the wolf-head mask, her golden eyes remained motionless, as if she wanted to see through the expression behind the mask. Jessie and Dolores also stopped.
He came down and looked at Cyril curiously.
Cyril did not immediately answer Aranza's question.
She didn't know how to explain. She hadn't communicated with anyone for three years. Even now, she was following Aranza, and she still spoke awkwardly. The atmosphere suddenly became strangely quiet. Only her contracted mount was affected by the emotion, and it scratched the ground with its irritated paws.
of sand.
Here is her hometown, the former old barony of Beba, Crewe Village.