After dinner, Arthur went to take a nice bath to wash away all the sweat on his body and the smell of blood from the battle. After returning to the room, he saw the kid Verne pestering Bedivere
He really treated the big white wolf like a big white dog. Bedivere was so annoyed that Verne came over and wanted to touch his head, so he avoided the kid and slipped to the other side of the room. That's it.
Keep repeating.
"Go take a bath, you brat." Arthur gave Verne a white look.
"Hey, why?" But the kid obviously didn't like bathing, and he objected: "I already washed it the day before yesterday, do I need to bathe like this every day?"
"Does that mean you didn't wash yourself yesterday? Well, it's so dirty..." Arthur complained: "Listen, the next thing we have to deal with is the undead. The undead are very sensitive to human odor, so take a bath
The purpose is to dilute the smell of being a [human] in you as much as possible, so that the attention of the undead can be diverted to others.
Do you plan to let a whole group of undead chase you? Do you think Bedi's omnipotence will definitely keep you safe? Do you think the speed at which you fire crossbows can keep up with the speed at which the undead are attacking? As an archer,
Just shoot cold arrows at the back of the camp. But if the whole camp collapses because of the smell on your body, and the undead that should be rushing towards the vanguard keep rushing towards you, can you afford to take the responsibility if something goes wrong?"
"This..." Verne was rendered speechless by Arthur's barrage of bombardments.
"So go and wash me up quickly, wash it thoroughly from head to toe, and wash the important parts well." Arthur continued: "Like you have never had a good bath in your life, wash as much as you can."
It's clean."
"Okay." Verne was a little scared when he said it. It should be said that he was more afraid of being attacked by the undead than he was afraid of taking a bath. In the end, he took out a change of clothes from his luggage and ran to take a bath honestly.
You can't be better behaved that way.
"Pfft~~" Bedivere, who was watching the whole process, could hardly help laughing. Arthur's ability to deceive people must have been practiced to the extreme.
Arthur rolled his eyes at Bedivere. Didn't this guy pretend to be a big wolf that couldn't speak in front of others? If someone saw him smiling like this, it could almost be concluded that he was a wolf that had become a spirit. It was because he knew that there were no outsiders around him.
Did this guy just relax? His acting skills are not good, Bedivere.
Arthur sat by the bed and continued to prepare, waiting silently for Verne to come back. After about twenty minutes, the kid came back with wet hair: "Okay, I finally washed my whole body, even
I have washed several places that I have never washed in my life. Is it finally OK?"
Arthur didn't know which place Verne had never washed in his life, but he knew it was definitely not a good place. He suppressed a smile and said, "Okay. Pack your bags and set off on time at seven o'clock in the evening."
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"What?" Verne was confused: "Where are you going?"
"What do you think?" Arthur smiled mysteriously.
When the time was up, he took Bedivere and Verne and sneaked out from the back door of the hotel, walking along the darkest and most secret alleys, as if he was going out to do something bad. Verne didn't understand.
What did Se want to do? He just followed silently until they groped all the way to the city gate.
"Oh, you are here." In front of the city gate, four figures were waiting there. The one who took the lead in talking to Arthur was the mercenary man he saw at noon, (presumably) a member of the Crescent Mercenary Group.
Long Hannover.
"Hey, wait, shouldn't we gather here tomorrow morning?" Verne asked full of doubts.
"No." Arthur said, "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's move to the forest first."
The group of people seemed to quickly agree with Arthur's statement, and immediately slipped into the woods without even being polite.
On a dark and windy night, after the shadow of the forest trees covered everyone's figures, Arthur said: "Mr. Hanover is also a sensible person. He has long known that the [Bone Scavenger]'s work has been mixed into the union."
Is it done?"
"And it's a bit surprising that he's still the steward of Mohar." Hanover replied: "Considering that the other party is a necromancer, maybe the real steward of Mohar has been killed and is being manipulated like a necromancer?"
Arthur didn't know how powerful the necromancers in this world were and could disguise the dead as living people. He chose not to comment.
"That's why you told me on the surface that you would take action tomorrow morning, but in fact you made a gesture during the interview and asked me to come and meet at seven o'clock tonight." Arthur continued: "It's a good idea. This way you can at least hit your opponent."
Caught off guard."
"So that's it." Verne behind Arthur sighed. Although he was in the same room during the interview, he didn't pay attention to Hanover's gestures at that time. He was busy preparing his crossbow.
"Despite this, we should still think that it would be better if we were seen when we were leaving the city just now." Hanover continued: "So move quickly, I'm afraid we don't have much time."
"I have no objection." Arthur said, already following the Crescent Mercenary Group and moving low-key in the forest.
"What if we didn't notice that gesture and didn't come to join us tonight?" Verne, who was almost at the end, asked in a low voice.
"Such a stupid employer shouldn't enter into a contract with him--that's what I mean." Arthur took the initiative to say what Hanover had not said.
There was an almost imperceptible, low-pitched chuckle from the mercenaries. These mercenaries are not ordinary mercenaries. They will not work for those they despise because of huge money. Normally mercenaries
They are all greedy for money, but there are always some alternative people who have their own bottom line - of course, all of this must be based on having enough strength. Mercenaries without sufficient strength cannot have this willfulness
.
"Although you may have already met the members of our team, I will give you a brief introduction." Hanover said as he walked, "The scout in our team who is walking at the front to explore the road is [Quick Legs] Bordeaux."
The so-called "scout" is another name for thieves. Of course, thieves do not necessarily mean people who are sneaky and sneaky. In adventurers or mercenary teams, thieves specifically refer to those who are agile and engaged in espionage, infiltration and intelligence gathering.
They even call each other this way within the industry, but when speaking externally (such as to their employers), they use the more elegant title "scout".
"Then as the backbone and leader, it's me, [Strong Shield] Hanover." The mercenary man said again.
Within expectation.
"The beauty next to me is the brains of the team, and she is also a demon... ahem... astrologer, [true knowledge] Nantes."
In fact, he is a magician, but the current international environment is not suitable for using this term. Hannover deliberately revised the title. Arthur is very curious, will Nantes actually use magic in actual combat? After all, an outsider like Arthur
He is also watching, and the Vatican has eyes and ears everywhere, and there are heretics inquisitors everywhere who want to catch the witches and burn them to death. If you can't use magic, a seemingly weak woman like Nantes can help in the battle.
If she's not busy at all and is just a drag, why is she still here?
"Finally, the beauty who is at the back of our team and is jumping up and down on the tree now is the ranger in the team, [Falcon Eye] Milan."
[Ranger] is another name for archers, which means almost the same as scout. Even if the mercenaries themselves call each other archers directly, they will call archers rangers when introducing them to others.
There are many rules and regulations for mercenaries, and it cannot be explained in a short time. Arthur has obtained a lot of information with Merlin's intelligence gathering ability, but in fact he only knows a little bit about this industry.
"The names are all weird, I think I've heard them somewhere..." After listening to Hanover's introduction, Verne, who was walking in the back row, complained. It's really a child's talk.
"They are all pseudonyms." Arthur replied emotionlessly.
Yes, the mercenary profession is a profession where you are paid to do work for others, and in many cases it is dirty work. Mercenaries will definitely not use their real names to take jobs, no matter if they mention it in front of their employer
Yes, they are still registered in the mercenary union, and they are all pseudonyms chosen by themselves or given by the union for them. For those skilled mercenaries, they are not afraid at all even if their enemies come to their door. But what they are really afraid of is
What's more, he exposed his origins, causing his relatives in a distant hometown to be targeted by their enemies.
This is also one of the basic rules. Arthur knew it early and didn't ask. Fortunately, Verne was just a child who didn't move. He wouldn't be laughed at by the mercenaries if he asked.
Well, someone was still laughing secretly. Arthur could vaguely hear it. He should be at the front of the team. It was probably the guy named Bordeaux who was laughing. That guy had a really bad character. Arthur didn't care about that kind of person, just
Continue walking silently.
The road in the forest was dark and rugged, but because Arthur and the others came to explore the road at noon, it was not too hard to walk at night. There were no enemies patrolling on the road, and the group came to [Scavenging Bones] easily.
In front of the cave of the bandit group's cottage, they found a dense bush of grass about twenty yards away to hide themselves, and observed the situation at the entrance of the cave from a distance.
"Their defenses are more lax than expected, which is not a good sign." Hanover said in a low voice.
"It's as expected." Arthur also said, "After all, I killed four of their men at noon. Now they should have set up a trap for us to step on. ------What should we do? Find a back door to sneak in
Go in?"
"No, as far as I know, they don't even have a back door." Hanover replied: "That is to say, they can only break through from the front." (To be continued)