The profession of mercenary is precarious. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Think about it, when Beta was a player, in the first three years of becoming a lord, he leveled up the adventure activities, and he hung up more than 100 times during the period. In addition to the killing of all kinds of powerful monsters and evil creatures, there are also various environmental kills, terrain kills, trap kills, and so on.

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Of course, this has something to do with the players' comparison of 'waves', but it can still be seen from the side how dangerous the so-called adventurous life is.

And these game natives who do not have the ability to resurrect must have excellent luck in order to rise to the elite level by living an adventurous life.

Of course, strength is an important factor. For a person like Beta, if he formed a team of master-level powerhouses to take risks and dig up other people's ancient tombs, the mortality rate would definitely not exceed one percent.

How many mercenaries died on the adventure, and only a small number of people with great luck survived to the end with a smile.

Beta was not surprised by what happened to White, he looked at Bart and said lightly: "You have no money and no place to live now." A proud person like you will definitely not be willing to guard the door of an aristocratic family and be an obedient dog, then. Becoming a mercenary is your only way out. ”

Bart was silent, he did have the idea of going to other cities and becoming a free mercenary.

"But mercenaries aren't that easy to do." Beta smiled: "Nine deaths and one life are the norm in the mercenary world. The survivors are both rich and rich, and the dead are forever forgotten, how cruel and interesting the world is. ”

Bart said nonchalantly: "The mercenary world is indeed a life of death, but those are brave people, they should not be left behind, guarding the posture of people who live comfortably. ”

The corners of Beta's mouth showed a slight sneer: "I used to be a mercenary for four years...... The two of us, who is the one who stays behind? ”

Bart was surprised, and he looked at Beta in disbelief.

"Weird?" Beta said Bart's heart at this time with a strange face: "A gentleman who looks white and pure, and a mage who looks like a pampered master, has actually been a mercenary for four years, this is absolutely impossible."

Bart looked a little embarrassed, and Beta completely said what was on his mind.

"You can't just look at appearances." Beta smiled: "Maybe you think I'm lying, but strength is the most important thing to deceive people." I'm confident that I can let you go in ten seconds empty-handed. And you don't need to use any spells. Do you believe it or not? ”

After a moment's pause, Bart gave a strange smile, and the mockery was obvious.

When Beta saw him like this, he threw the cup in his hand upward, slapped his hands on the armrests of the chair, and the whole person rose into the air, and then smashed his left foot into Bart's head with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Bart's reaction speed is also extremely fast, he panned half a step to the right, dodging the attack of the leg split, and when he was about to fight back, he saw Beta's body still in mid-air, twisted weirdly, and his right leg was drawn like a whip.

The right leg of a person, after all, is not a whip, so only when the speed is high enough that the side kick will give people the feeling that the whip has been drawn, which is due to the deceptive effect produced by the vision.

But the phenomena that can give the illusion of vision have their own reasons.

Bart tightened his left arm and quickly shifted his weight to the right, intending to use his weight and his muscles to withstand the attack.

After a muffled thud, Bart felt the attack fall on his left arm, and a thick iron root struck him. It hurts horribly. But fortunately, the opponent's strength didn't seem to be very exaggerated, and he only took three steps back to the left and stopped.

After all, he is a magician, and his strength is insufficient...... Hell, how could a magician have such a strong power to beat himself, a pure warrior, three steps back, you know, he was wearing iron armor.

Taking advantage of Bart's retreat, Beta propped himself up on the ground with one hand and stood up straight with a beautiful idling that was surprisingly fast. At the same time, he stepped forward in two steps, leaned down with his upper body, and then landed an uppercut with his left hand to Bart's chin.

Bart finally managed to stand firm, and when he saw that Beta had approached, he immediately hurriedly pressed down with both hands, trying to block the opponent's downpercut attack.

His reflexes were quick and he did block Beta's downpercut, but the next second his expression changed dramatically because he didn't feel any force from his opponent's downpercut.

This is a feint.

As soon as a thought flashed through Bart's head, a powerful blow was received on the left side of his face and jaw.

Beta also threw an afterimage punch that knocked Bart backwards and slammed into the wall.

Boxers love to attack the jaw because it is easy to concuss. Bart is a warrior with a great physique, although he will not lose his balance and fall to the ground when he is hit the chin like ordinary people, but the huge impact still makes his body a little unresponsive, and even the dots appear in his vision.

He pressed his hands against the wall, desperately trying to see the beta on the other side and fight back, but soon he had a wry smile on his face.

Beta fingered his right hand together into a sword, pointing at his throat.

Bart knew very well that if Beta was an enemy, he would be dead by this time.

"Are you a warrior or a magician?" Bart shook his head, the slight spinning sensation in his head was gradually disappearing, and he looked at Beta opposite in surprise: "It is impossible for an ordinary composite professional to have this kind of combat experience as you. ”

"I said I was a mercenary for four years, and you don't believe me."

Bart squatted on the ground, his head in his hands like a dirt man, and a great sense of shame clashed with him.

Ahhhh......h I want to die. A rookie who has never even seen blood, he actually said such self-righteous words to an old mercenary who has been in a hundred battles.

I wish there was a hole in the ground for me to drill into.

The above words are Bart's state of mind at this time.

Boom...... A bag of gold coins was tossed in front of Bart, and Beta said, "There are fifteen gold coins in here, which is considered to be the salary for the mission that you have advanced in advance. You go out and change yourself for a good weapon, a good shield. Wash yourself up again, and report here by 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. ”

Bart, who was about to explode in shame, picked up the money bag and rushed out, not wanting to stay in this house for even a second.

Running out of the hotel and down the street, ignoring the astonished gaze of pedestrians, Bart doesn't stop until he's tired and sweaty.

At this time, the shame had been removed a lot, and he began to feel in his heart that something seemed wrong.

After pondering it carefully, his face changed abruptly:, when will I answer to be his subordinate.