The mercenaries in the main city of Putuo Lisang are roughly divided into three groups. One group is the mercenary stronghold in the city after taking a break from missions, and the other group is the highly respected veteran mercenaries stationed in the mercenary group and the women and children of the mercenary group they belong to. They count
There are real residents of Putuo Lisang, and there is also a type of mobile mercenaries who arrived in Putuo Lisang for special missions. They are the group of these three types of mercenaries who have brought major changes to the peaceful main city of Putuo Lisang.
The mercenary conference has almost reached the preparation stage, but the main city of Putuo Lisang is not as busy as the previous times. It is more deserted than usual. There are few pedestrians on the streets of the huge main city. If you don’t know about Putuo Lisang in advance,
A few days ago, there was an eye-catching news released in the mercenary code. You might even think that you have arrived at the old city of Cisikaku, the predecessor of the main city of Putuo Lisang.
"Suddenly changing the rules of the mercenary competition? Are you kidding me?" Tilik submitted the task target to the United Mercenary Union. Hearing Kesoko next to him reciting a piece of information in the mercenary code, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and suddenly became angry.
The unexpected information stunned Kozak, who was receiving the reward from the fox-man girl on the other side.
"This is just a good time to catch up with the tide of beasts. Only the real warriors can stand out in the flesh-and-blood fighting arena. Compared with the soft mercenary competition stage in the past, this is where the real mercenary rookies can show off their skills!
"The beast ghost mercenary who lined up behind the trio disagreed, "You human cowards have no place to hide now!"
"Eh!" Tilik dragged the blood-filled Kozak and hurriedly left the reception hall of the United Mercenary Union. Kesoko, who was carefully looking at the weapons arsenal mixed with magic weapons placed in the side room of the reception hall, also seemed to have some
Sou Sensen left the reception hall at the end of the queue.
"I'm going. I originally wanted to take advantage of the Merit Tower to open and try to catch the legendary magic weapon, but the mode suddenly changed and I didn't give them any chance. It's so heartless!" The resentful Kozak muttered.
He muttered, "You two don't even give a reaction?"
"Let me tell you, if we go to the Merit Tower, if the three of us really go deep, I'm afraid none of us will survive. At this level, we are just providing scraps for others. Fishing in troubled waters and hunting monsters with a large army may not be enough." Ke
Soko analyzed it seriously.
"The team is short of people, urgent recruitment!" Just when Tilik was about to open his mouth to persuade the team, the loud orc-accented common language of the main plane shocked the unsuspecting team. They all turned their heads and saw a man with a physique.
The sturdy beast ghost tribe and another strange beast tribe with a strong body and slender body led some mercenaries of various races to shuttle through in a mighty manner.
"What's going on?" Kesoko held down two companions who wanted to ask directly. "Regular recruitment of mercenary partners will be submitted to the United Mercenary Union. Mobile recruitment like this is not common."
"I seem to see one of the two orcs with a sign on his chest." Anchovy Kozak, who has the archer profession with Hawkeye, narrowed his eyes, "Commitment to form an alliance in the mercenary competition, no matter what race and mercenary, voluntarily
Gather together to hunt together, and allocate resources according to their own methods."
"Good guy, I'm already planning to make money before the event even starts." Tilik is also a native mercenary, so naturally he is very familiar with these techniques. "But it seems to be a good choice."
"Captain, do you think that the reason behind the orcs' preparation of such an alliance team is..." As a wandering mage, Kesoko's melee combat skills are by no means exquisite, and he is naturally very clever in being able to reluctantly join the current team.
"What are you two whispering about?" Kozak patted them on the shoulders.
"The leaders of the mercenary group turned a blind eye to such a small trick in private. Now it is exposed on the table, and the high-level mercenary group maintaining the city is turning a blind eye to it. What do you think?" Tilik?
He led the team into a small alley and talked in a low voice, "However, it seems that it has reached a trend now. Maybe we can take advantage of it this time. We have to ride on this momentum."
"Ahem, you two, do you need any special procedures to join your team?" Kesoko took the lead in negotiating with the orcs, and he even used the orc language to convince his two companions that he was qualified to be the front line.
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"It's not necessary at all. As long as you accompany us to the end of the parade, when the mercenary competition starts, you can just join the team directly." Unexpectedly, the tall and thin orc who replied was using a standard one.
Mainland lingua franca.
"Someone's self-proclaimed affinity with the Orcs plus 100% of the Orcs' native language is invalid." Kozaknoye said.
"Is it just a coincidence? It's not like you meet such a freak every time!" Kesoko sighed. Tilik stood behind the two team members, slowly raised his head, and looked through the bustling recruitment team.
, I suddenly remembered the old man's favorite saying, being a mercenary is fine, but I always worry about making too many and too few people...
When the recruitment team ended their day's trip, the mobile mercenaries all proposed to gather in the tavern to communicate. As the organizers of this team, the two orcs agreed without hesitation. After a fun, the mercenaries came one after another.
After returning to their respective check-in points, a large number of people left, and the large tavern they selected suddenly became empty. After all, it was already too late for the mercenaries mixed with orcs to finish drinking, or to be more precise.
It was said that it was almost dawn, and only at this time did the many mercenaries who still had missions end their leisurely entertainment time. In the end, only two orcs were left in the tavern.
They looked at each other, and finally one of them took the lead and said, "Kemi?"
"Yuri?" The other party nodded and asked in return. The two orcs suddenly stood up. They moved away from the table, hugged each other and patted their backs.
"Perhaps we should be able to gather more people of the same kind." The two ended their embrace and sat across the table. Kemi grabbed a freshly opened jar of wine on the wine table.
"There is still some time before the mercenary competition, and no orc would refuse such an offer." Yuri breathed a sigh of relief, "Although we have only met for a few days, I have to say that you look familiar to me, ha,
It should be said that the orcs look quite familiar to each other."
Putting the wine jar down, Kemi stared carefully at this orc warrior who looked a little embarrassed. He was used to shouting on the top of the city and tirelessly fighting with all kinds of orcs. He was bold and arrogant. In that city, there was no one.
Which orc doesn't know Yuri, who is known as "the devil crying on the street corner". However, facing the ferocious demon, this orc warrior's appearance when he finally appeared in front of Kemi, who has been wandering in the mercenary world for some time, was...
There was no trace of Kemi's memory at all, his unruly hair was in knots, his clothes were in tatters, the strong arms that could crush Kemi's neck bones with one palm were gone, and even his legs and feet were in a disabled state.
Unable to walk smoothly, he could only move like a worm that Kemi almost dared not to retrieve from his memory.
"I remember you, maybe it's not just a familiarity between orcs." Kemi said.
"..." Yuri, who heard Kemi's answer, just slowly put down the wine barrel he had just raised, his eyes flashed sharply, and his dark green face without anger and self-presence showed sharp edges, and he remained so quiet.
He looked at Kemi who was looking at him, as if he was reminiscing or simply drinking and getting confused, "Yes, maybe it will be like this, now we will be companions."
"I plan to quit the mercenary group after this mercenary competition." Kemi swallowed the spicy and mellow liquid.
"Why? There is no conflict between becoming an orc warrior and being a mercenary." Yuri put his arms on the table and lowered his head slightly.
"The Orc King will wipe out the demons, even if it's only half of them. The land of the Orcs should not be left to those invaders as a matter of course." Kemi tilted his focus back, "But, I am just a
Orcs, you should not impose the responsibilities of orcs on my team members. It seems that according to the human race, this is the difference between morality and mission."
"Orcs don't need such formal things." Yuri slammed the table hard, "Are you the little leopard in Danbagsot Tavern?"
"..." Kemi looked at Yuri in surprise, not quite understanding how the other party's extensive brain circuits could associate him with his past self, "What?"
"You clearly have the big brother in Walsmore, but you choose to study your drinking capacity in a tavern. It's so stupid. If you still need to use the methods that only those guys with a mouth to drink to increase your drinking capacity, then you are not an orc at all!" You
Li said matter-of-factly, "The demonic invasion broke out very quickly. You were very weak then, and you are the same now. It's not bad that you didn't go back. That guy who drank as much as me died on the battlefield before me."
, went to see the God of War, okay, I hate these disgusting remarks. Maybe I should lie there with peace of mind at that time, waiting to die in peace, but I still escaped, oh, forget it, 叽婽
Having said so much, you are just like those pouty people from the fox tribe. In short, what I want to say is that you have a pretty good drinking capacity now."
Seeing the green-skinned orc in front of him talking a lot, Kemi couldn't help laughing, which made Yuri clenched his fists and hammered the table for a while, but he couldn't stop the laughing man.
While the spotted leopard tribe was choking on their wine, they still laughed sparsely from their hoarse throats, "You, me, cough cough..."
The bright morning light passed through the window of the tavern and cast a deep shadow on the feet of the two orcs. The remaining wine pulp in the wine bottles was turned into a mess on the table, reflecting the rippling light, facing the rising sky.
In the light, Yuri saw the spotted leopard clan smashing the wine jar on the table, and the splashing liquid splashed on the face, soaking the fine hair. Perhaps for this reason, it seemed to Yuri that this animal was choking on the drink.
The spotted leopard tribe is more like crying than laughing...