Griffith's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. As the leader of the rising star in the mercenary world [Eagle Group], he naturally collected various rumors about the mercenary world.
You know, mercenaries are people who like to drink and make trouble in their free time or gather in groups to brag. The rumors that come from the bar and the wine table are mostly the dreams of drunkards. Among these dream talks, the legend of the Fire Sword Mercenary Group is considered
The not too crazy kind.
Twelve knights fought against the Yoda Empire Legion who backed the fortress, killing the enemy generals and defeating the enemy army without anyone being injured. Regarding such crazy rumors, Griffith would rather believe in the so-called immortality.
The legendary mercenary [Immortal Zod] and other nonsensical legends and anecdotes.
The evidence is that the so-called Sword of Fire no longer had any achievements spread after the fortress attack and defense, and no one saw these knights again, as if they disappeared from the world.
Sure enough, some madman or drunkard made up the fictitious mercenary while half asleep, right?
Griffith had always thought so until just now.
Looking at the young man in black robe who appeared in front of him and claimed that he was the chief staff officer of the Fire Sword, Griffith felt heart palpitations for no reason. That was only when facing thousands of troops that he could never match.
'Inspiration' is only possible in the future.
This person in front of me is very dangerous!
Turning his attention to Heather's face, even Griffith, who was usually known for his calmness, couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Different from his own feminine female appearance, the other party's appearance was extremely 'handsome', just based on appearance.
No matter from any angle, you can't find even the slightest fault.
Looking at the subordinates next to him, they all looked at the young man in black robes in a daze. Casca's face turned red involuntarily. It was obvious that the other man's face was extremely lethal to women.
Wait, if you use this person's face, is it possible to win over the princesses or queens of those big countries to pave the way for your own ambitions? Thinking of this, weeds are growing wildly in Griffith's heart.
I want to get this person and let him become my wing! Ever since I was a child, I have to get what I want. Even if it is an unattainable dream like 'the son of the poor builds a country', the person in front of me will not do it.
It will be an exception!
"Consultant of the Fire Sword?"
Griffith put the sword back into the scabbard on his waist, clamped it gently and then rode slowly towards Heather:
"First of all, I want to thank you for your invitation, but as you can see, I am the leader of the Eagle Group. Naturally, it is impossible for me to abandon these loyal companions and join your Fire Sword."
"Oh, the recruitment failed, what should we do? I will get scolded when I go back." Even so, Heather didn't sound anxious at all, and showed a lazy smile that he didn't care about the recruitment failure at all.
Then he looked at Gus: "Hey, kid over there, are you interested? The Sword of Fire would like to admit you to join us?"
Guts's expression was more serious when he recruited him, and it seemed that his previous recruitment of Griffith was just a tack-on.
Gus was stunned for a moment, then took a step back, raised his sword and stood ready. Obviously, he was very wary of this young man in black robe and had no intention of joining him.
Griffith felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Both Gus and Heather were the new members of the Eagle Group that he had determined in his heart, but both of them ignored him. This made him have never experienced being in the spotlight since he was a child.
Griffith was offended by the failure.
Clang! He suddenly pulled out his knight's sword and rushed towards Heather on horseback. He planned to directly injure Heather and capture her. He also treated Gus in the same way, and then slowly tried to kill him.
But the white war horse under him that he had known for many years neighed in fear. He just rushed forward a few steps out of habit and then stopped and refused to move even half a step forward.
Griffith angrily pinched the horse's belly several times and found that it had no effect. He had to look up at Heather, only to find that the young man in black robe was missing.
"You want to take away good things when you see them. In my opinion, there is no difference between you and those naughty boys."
Heather's voice came from the distance. Everyone turned around and found that Heather had appeared not far from Gus at some point. She was walking among the grass with a long wooden stick in a swaggering tone, her tone was lazy:
"The Eagle Group? For you, it is just a tool to realize your ambition. From this point of view, your Eagle Group is essentially different from our Fire Sword."
"You bastard! You are pretending to be a fool!" The surrounding mercenaries of the Eagle Group were furious when they saw their respected leader being humiliated, and they all raised their weapons and slashed at Heather.
But Heather simply swung the wooden staff in a circle, and all the incoming weapons that she encountered were turned back intact, poking into her master's body with the same force and angle.
Blood splattered and screams came one after another.
No one could stop Heather for even a second. They could only watch helplessly as this strange man in black robe walked up not far in front of Gus and looked him up and down.
Gus felt his scalp numb, and he immediately swung his giant sword and pointed it at Heather. He did not act rashly, not out of kindness, but because he did not dare. Gus felt like a frog facing a huge python.
"Well... take a closer look, and it turns out that he has great potential. He is a genius no less than Jack."
Heather rubbed his chin, as if he had seen good material. He can be regarded as leaving behind the legend of a 'teacher of telekinesis' in many worlds. He has taught as many disciples as Izanabi or Nitro, so naturally he can
See who has the talent to practice mindfulness.
The Gus in front of him is an extremely outstanding telepathy user. As long as he gets proper guidance and practice, he will definitely be able to develop brilliant telepathy abilities.
Similarly, Griffith is also a unique genius. In Heather's view, the opponent is either a change type or a trait type. Well, the trait type is more likely.
Looking at the other people around us, although mediocrity accounts for the vast majority, there are also sporadic talents among them.
Although the dark-skinned girl Casca is not as good as Gus and Griffith, she still has the ability to practice telekinesis and is more likely to be released.
In addition, there is a man with pigtails who is holding several throwing knives and aiming at the back of his neck and other vital parts, a typical manifestation type.
A giant man with an unusually tall stature and squinting eyes has picked up a very huge mace, um, enhanced type.
Oops, seeing so many good seedlings, Heather felt that her habit of being a teacher was coming back again, and she really wanted to catch a few and train them hard to see what kind of fruits they could bear.
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Thanks to Yesah Liuda for the 5,000 starting coins.
Thanks to Oregon Duck Zhao Tiezhu for the reward of 1500 starting coins