It was night, Boom and Rikka talked for a long time, ranging from merchants to bards, from orphans in the royal city to persecuted hapless people. But in the end, they still couldn't choose an identity that suited them.
"Brother, have you ever been beaten by a mercenary? Otherwise, why are you so resistant to becoming a mercenary?" Rikka tilted her head and asked in a low voice.
"There are so many people who have beat me up, how could I know who is a mercenary!"
"Mercenary is a very complicated profession. I'm worried that one day you will be sold by someone and you will count the money for others." Boom replied with a frown.
"Wouldn't it be nice if there were only two of us in the mercenary group? Isn't it because my brother wants to get a new identity? He doesn't really want to make money as a mercenary."
Rikka took out snacks again, but Boom snatched them away. It was almost midnight, and Boom would never allow her to eat randomly at this time.
Seeing this, Rikka stuck out her tongue, and then snuggled into her bed like a silkworm. Boom also put away the black wooden staff, and there was no sound in the room.
The next day, after having breakfast, the two of them opened the courtyard door and walked towards the central area of Newk City. And that was naturally the location of the Cisse Mercenary Union.
Rikka had polished her Viking dress spotless today, and the two meteorite swords around her waist were even more frightening. Boom beside her was wearing a black robe, with neither a six-pointed star representing the identity of a magician nor any family name on it.
Emblem.
Along the way, Rikka continued to buy snacks carelessly, sometimes stuffing charcoal-grilled squid into her mouth, and sometimes quietly putting small pastries into the dimensional space.
Boom's eyebrows haven't stretched since he walked out of the hospital, and his silly character like Rikka is no match for those cunning mercenaries.
"Let's take it one step at a time. The worst is to get killed. At least I have become a magician and have relatives. It's not a loss." Boom thought, without any dissuasion.
Half an hour later, the two stood at the door of the Mercenary Union, sizing up the huge building in front of them. It was like an anthill, constantly devouring tasks and gold coins.
Rikka pulled Boom, who was a little dazed, and then walked in first. Boom sighed when he saw this. He is still not used to such crowded places.
No one paid attention, let alone questioned. The mercenary union was extremely noisy at this time. People only cared about their own tasks and did not care about other people's affairs.
"Hello sister, where can I register a mercenary group?" Rikka walked up to a waiter and asked with a smile.
"That's the office area over there. Wait! Little sister, do you want to register for a mercenary group?" the waiter blurted out habitually, but when he saw that the inquirer was a little girl, he confirmed with some surprise.
"Yes, thank you sister, I'll go over there first." Rikka jumped over and walked over, while Boom behind him shook his head.
At this time, some people with sharp ears stopped talking. They turned to look at Boom and Rikka, their eyes full of curiosity.
Although there are many people receiving tasks every day, and even more people registering for new mercenary groups, young combinations like these are extremely rare.
Boom seemed very uncomfortable with the gazes around him, and even had the urge to run away, but Rikka seemed to be fine and stood at the front desk of the office area as if no one was around.
"Sister, I plan to register a mercenary group, what procedures do I need to go through?" Liuhua asked with a smile.
"Register a mercenary group? You need at least two people. How about I show you which mercenary groups are recruiting people?" The waiter looked up at Rikka, with a smile flashing in his eyes.
"There are two people. This is my brother, my real brother." Hearing this, Rikka pulled Boom to her side, like a child showing off his toy.
It was only then that the waiter saw Boom standing aside. He was about the same age as the little girl, with an ordinary appearance and a very unbeatable expression.
Boom now feels uncomfortable all over. The hand in the black robe is holding the staff tightly, and the spell to attack the magic circle can be blurted out at any time, or it can be said to be ventriloquism.
"Uh... then, you need to pay ten gold coins to get the mercenary manual." The waiter said.
Wow! The gold coins collided with the marble countertop, making a crisp sound, and the originally noisy mercenary union instantly fell into silence.
Seeing this, Boom wanted to strangle Rikka to death. He regretted it now, regretting that he agreed to the other party by mistake last night.
"Where's the name? Give me the name of the mercenary group." The waiter said again.
After hearing this, Rikka turned to look at Boom, and Boom shook his head, indicating that he was not prepared. Whispers sounded around him, and the mercenaries became more and more curious about these two unweaned children.
"Liu...Liuhua Mercenary Group, yes, it's called Liuhua Mercenary Group!" Liuhua replied with some uncertainty.
Silence! Everyone present seemed to have been petrified by the mermaid Scylla. Laughing! Then everyone came back to their senses, and the gears of time were reversed again.
"Little girl, are you kidding me? The Rikka Mercenary Group? I think it's more appropriate to call them the Good Baby Mercenary Group."
"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. Whose child is this? Take it back quickly."
"That person should be my elder brother. As an elder brother, why don't you try to dissuade me?"
"Give me money! If I win, let's just say they are here to register a mercenary group."
Noisy discussions arose, and Boom stood there with a pale face, while Rikka slowly turned around, without the previous smile on her face.
The two meteorite iron swords were detached from their leather sheaths, and Rikka walked up to a wooden table and cut off the half-meter-thick tabletop with a wave of his hand. The sound stopped suddenly, and a trace of surprise flashed in everyone's eyes.
"Twelve consecutive bombs!" Boom behind him also used the black wood staff, and twelve fireballs crackled and trembled in the air as if they were alive.
"High... high-level warrior? Elementary magician!" This combination is extremely powerful not only in New York City, but also in Highgarden.
Afterwards, Rikka turned around and walked back to the office area. She casually drew a pattern of petals, then grabbed the so-called mercenary manual and left.
As for Boom, he always maintained the state of casting spells. It was not until the two of them walked out of the mercenary union that they waved away the magic power. He continued to cast spells! Everyone was shocked again.
"Brother, we are mercenaries now, Rikka Mercenary Group!" Rikka held Boom's arm and said with a smile.
"Did you ask me about this name? Rikka, you're a bad learner." Boom looked at the mercenary manual in his hand and replied in embarrassment.
"Brother, don't you like this name? It sounds very nice. How about changing the name to Boom Mercenary Group tomorrow?" Rikka asked in a very aggrieved tone.
"Forget it, it's just a proof of identity anyway, we don't really want to be mercenaries." Boom raised his hand and pinched the other person's face as punishment.
On the other hand, the mercenary union has now returned to what it was before. No one talks about Boom and Rikka anymore, as if they had never appeared.
The days of licking blood from the edge of a knife are enough for mercenaries to recall. As for other people's affairs, as long as they do not involve their own interests, no one will waste time thinking about them.
In their eyes, whether they are magicians, knights, warriors, or even those strong aliens or mixed-race people, they are not as real as gold coins, and they are not as attractive as generous rewards.