In order to prove the strength of Gavin's words, five tall enlightenment trees came forward, each carrying a huge log box in their hands, and placed it directly next to the tunnel. They made a loud sound when they landed, showing how heavy they were.
As the log box opened, the mercenaries below felt like their eyes were being blinded.
It's not a metaphor, it really feels like this.
But I couldn't take my eyes away.
Because they were boxes of gold coins, neatly stacked.
There is obviously a light spell attached to them, making them sparkle with golden light.
These ten boxes of gold coins cost at least one hundred thousand.
Isn't that what they work so hard for?
The total commissions of their army are less than half of the ten boxes of gold coins.
But are there really such good things in this world?
When they came to attack him, not only would they not be held accountable, they would hire them instead, and the price would be unprecedentedly high.
Seeing that the people below were just looking at each other, no one spoke.
Gavin spoke again: "I know what you are worried about. You don't have to believe me, but you can't disbelieve in the Hammer of Justice.
Judge Darnell, please excuse me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure galvanized his war horse and appeared beside the tunnel. He was instantly emitting a blazing white light. He raised the rising sun warhammer in his hand and said, "I am Darnell from the Hammer of Justice Monastery. I represent the Hammer of Justice Monastery.
To bear witness to this employment, if there is any unfair breach of contract during the employment period, I and the Hammer of Justice Monastery will fight to the death until the last paladin is defeated. Tyr will never break our oath!"
The Bad God's badge suddenly appeared behind Darnell, vouching for his oath.
Darnell was not specially invited by Gavin, but the Hammer of Justice Monastery heard that there was an attack on the Land of Three Rivers and sent him to lead a group of paladins to rush to the rescue.
By the time they arrived, the war here was over.
Now that they are here, Gavin will certainly not let them go easily.
Compared to its own credibility, the Hammer of Justice is more trustworthy than that of the Paladin.
As expected.
As soon as Darnell finished speaking, the captured mercenaries in the tunnel suddenly became animated, and they all whispered to each other.
"It's Judge Darnell. Yes, it's Judge Darnell of the Hammer of Justice. With him as guarantee, this matter must be true."
"But I heard that Sir Gavin and Darnell have always been on good terms with the Hammer of Justice. It is said that part of the money from this ghost wine auction was given to the Hammer of Justice. It was a huge sum.
Will they..."
"Don't talk nonsense. The reputation of the Hammer of Justice Monastery has been resounding in the surrounding area for hundreds of years. How many of their paladins are not impartial and selfless, and are not willing to sacrifice themselves for others? How can they be bought with money? If they can be bought,
You are not qualified to be a paladin of the God of Justice. If you don’t believe in the Paladin, don’t you believe in Tyr, the God of Justice?”
"Sorry, maybe my words are ambiguous. It's not that I don't believe in the God of Justice, nor that I don't believe in the Hammer of Justice Monastery. I'm afraid that they will be deceived!"
"It can deceive us for a while, but it won't deceive us forever, especially when the other party plans to hire us for three years, but promises that the salary will be paid every month and we will see the results next month."
"Excuse me Sir, how can we ensure that the wages can be paid to our families?" Someone finally broke the silence and boldly asked Gavin, and the person who asked the question was none other than Archil.
It was not an accident that Gavin appeared next to him and talked to him before, but an inevitable one.
Because he is the highest professional level among this group of mercenaries, an eighth-level warrior.
Most of the people surrounding him were warriors, and they all looked weather-beaten.
Even if he is not the leader of this group of mercenaries, he is still an important organizer and has a considerable voice.
Talking to him in advance is like breathing some air.
Although it is just an ambiguous statement, a smart person can hear many hidden meanings.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he asked this question, Sir Gavin obviously cast an admiring look at him, and at the same time replied loudly: "You can write to your family, and it will be
Send it to your family members together with your commission, and then bring back their reply letters. It doesn’t matter if you can’t read, we will arrange for someone to write it for you, or you can find someone to write it for you.”
"What if there is no family?" Someone asked again. This time it was not Aqil. Everything would be easier to handle if there was someone who took the lead.
"If you have no family, your commission will be deposited in the Hammer of Justice Monastery, and a corresponding certificate of deposit will be issued. When your employment period is up, you can withdraw it at the Hammer of Justice Monastery with the corresponding certificate. If you are in Vizeme
The manor is fine too." Gavin directly used the Hammer of Justice as a bank.
As for interest and the like, it is estimated that these mercenaries have no concept at all, so he will naturally not cause trouble for himself.
In other words, if you save money in Faerun and you are not asked for storage fees, it is already good, and you will still pay interest!
"Why can't the commission be sent directly to us?" Some mercenaries still asked this question.
"Because you are not really hired, but have a disciplinary nature that must be signed. What if the commission is sent to you and you abscond halfway?" Gavin made it clear directly, "Three years later, if you
If you are willing to stay and continue to accept employment, I will pay the corresponding commission directly to you personally. Or if you are willing to settle here and move your family here, I will not only pay the commission directly to you, but also follow-up
Land and residence will also be provided, and they will be owned by the individual after ten years of residence."
The meaning of Gavin's words couldn't be clearer.
If you choose to make your home here, you will be exempted from all responsibilities, and the conditions for immigration to Tethyr are the same.
This situation caused the mercenaries to whisper for a while, but no new questions were raised.
This was not only the first time they encountered this kind of special employment, but also the first time they heard about it. They had no experience at all, and many of their minds went blank.
"Do you have any other questions? If you have no questions, let's get started! Put down the ladder! Line up by yourself, and only one person is allowed to come up at a time. I emphasize again, when you wait to register your information, try to be as realistic as possible, especially about your most recent
Your abilities, as well as the real address of your family, will affect your subsequent work arrangements and remuneration, as well as the timely payment of commissions." As Gaiwen finished speaking, twenty ladders were lowered at the same time.
The crowd of captured mercenaries surged, but you pushed me and I pushed you, but no one was willing to come to the ladder.
Gavin was not surprised by this situation and spoke again: "After registering the information, someone will take you to dinner and arrange corresponding work. We adopt a voluntary principle in this matter. If you are unwilling to sign an agreement, we will
Follow normal captive procedures.
Also, don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. Once an agreement is signed, it will have a coercive effect. If anyone tries to escape again, I will send people to hunt him down. At that time, the violator will taste what is called hell on earth."
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
The dog demon looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and hundreds of wild wolves behind him responded in unison.
The expressions of the captured mercenaries changed slightly, and then they remembered their true identities.
What bullshit voluntary principle.
They have to sign this agreement today or not.
Achill felt his scalp tingling because he noticed that Sir Gavin was looking at him again, intentionally or unintentionally.
After noticing that he had not taken any action, he turned his head directly and cast his eyes unabashedly on him.
The meaning is obvious, let him take the lead.
Extending your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is also a knife.
Aqil no longer hesitated and climbed directly up the ladder. He found that twenty meters in front of the ladder, a temporary table made of logs and bricks had been placed. A human was sitting behind him, holding a piece of paper.
Pen, waiting for him to come forward.
Behind the table, there was a large hanging pot, which was steaming. Next to it were several kobolds wearing linen aprons.
I didn't feel much of it when I was in the sewer before, but now that I've climbed out, the breeze blows, and the scent is gone.
Aqil, who had been hungry for a long time, had his intestines spinning a little.
From the time they were captured until now, they have not had a drop of water or a grain of rice.
The situation behind the other twenty ladders is the same as here.
It was shown everywhere that the other party's method of dealing with prisoners was not random, but carefully considered and well-arranged.
Back and forth, it only took one night to prepare everything so thoroughly, and the efficiency of the operation was not ordinary high.
"Name?" The Tessel immigrant who was engaged in record keeping didn't waste any time and began to scroll down according to the items on the form.
It is said that this form was designed by the lord himself and then copied by staff overnight. Although the notes were different, the contents were the same.
But instead of two thousand copies, it was three thousand copies.
It is said that afterwards, the Tessel immigrants also had to fill out this form for easy archiving, and then the position and salary were determined.
Since the matter was personal, the record-keeper was naturally very attentive. He had already memorized this form by heart, and thought about it countless times to find the job that best suited him.
"Achil Rahn."
"Place of origin?"
"Place of origin?"
"That's where you were born."
"Scar Valley."
"Where does your family live?"
"Scar Valley."
"It needs to be detailed, specific to the village, so that you can find their location."
"The Larn House in Chandler's Crossing, Scarred Valley."
"Are you a warrior?"
"yes."
"What profession?"
"warrior."
"Professional level?"
"Eighth level."
"What you do best?"
“Does killing in combat count?”
"It counts. In addition to combat skills, are there any life skills? For example, carpentry, hunting, fishing, etc.?"
"I probably know a little bit, but I'm not very proficient."
"Can you ride a horse? Are you good at water fighting?"
"Good at sailing and fighting on the water."
"Do you know the characters?"
"know."
"Can you write?"
"Can write."
"How much will you write?"
"I can generally write common characters."
"Very good, your information has been filled in. You can go to the back to get food and wait for the arrangement. Next person, name."
Aqil didn't need to listen at all, it must be the same as what he was asked about, because the other party held a thick pile of books with the same handwriting in his hand.
The one I filled out was just one of them.
This was the first time he had seen this kind of process-based office.
It is very convenient. After asking here, the transcription is completed there, and it takes no more than three minutes.
However, the number of captured mercenaries was too large. At this rate, it would probably be noon by the time the process was completed.
Those slow-moving captured mercenaries will have to wait here hungry all morning under the bright sun.
Ugh!
I have to say, these kobolds are really good at craftsmanship.
The bowl of stew I just served contained more vegetables and less meat, and the bread was obviously mixed with whole grains, so it didn't taste very good, but the quantity was sufficient.
Those kobolds obviously have no intention of restricting how much they eat, and they can add vegetables and rice repeatedly.
After discovering this.
Aqil is not polite.
Let go of your stomach and just eat and drink indiscriminately.
He has been known as a big eater since he was a child, and his family, which was not wealthy, was struggling to make ends meet. He was kicked out when he was a teenager and had to make a living on his own.
After becoming a warrior, your appetite naturally becomes better.
He can eat as much as four or five adults in one meal.
I usually hold back. Even a relatively strong mercenary warrior cannot afford to eat like this twice a day.
He had forgotten the last time he had enough to eat.