144 Blue Blade Mercenary Regiment

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After expressing his vision for the future, Ronald told him about the detailed plans for Gordon's lucky coin. He will be the captain of the team to reach Westport City in the Wellfast area. Before April 10th, meet at the "Dolphin Long Poem" hotel. After that, they would wait for Master Essin's prophecy to be fulfilled.

If the prophecy doesn't give birth to anything, that's okay. Four hundred nautical miles south of the sea of Westport City is the famous Spice Gem Islands. It is also one of the famous adventure meccas of the Big 6, and it also contains countless opportunities and wealth.

"It's a pity that you won't be able to stay with us on your next adventure." Ronald patted Gordon on the shoulder with a little regret.

Gordon comforted: "Everything is gathered and dispersed. ”

In April of next year, Gordon didn't know what he would be doing. Is it still staying in Clear Water City, studying arcane arts, running shops, and making extra money with gadgets, or has he already gained his own territory?

"You're gone, I'll have to find a spellcaster for Lucky Coin by April next year. But I know it's almost impossible to find another mage of your level. ”

"Pray more to Goddess Temorrah, and perhaps she will grant your wishes." Gordon said with a smile. He then took out a metal brooch in the shape of a white dove from his dimensional pouch and handed it to Ronald.

"Magical communication items?"

"That's right." Gordon nodded. Ronald saw it well and immediately recognized the purpose of the brooch. However, unlike the short-distance communication brooch that Douro gave him in the past, this brooch is used for long-distance calls, and the distance can reach a thousand kilometers. It's just that you can only use it once a month, and the talk time limit is ten seconds.

The white dove brooch was a gadget that Gordon used to make in his spare time for entertainment, and now it is just right to give it to Ronald.

"With this brooch, even if we are separated, we will not completely break off the tie. If you need help with anything, you can contact me. ”

Ronald nodded, solemnly tucking the brooch into his arms.

The things that should be explained are almost finished, and the next thing is to enjoy the wine and food to the fullest, and completely integrate yourself into the joyful banquet.

The moment of relief didn't last long, though, as Gordon took a slice of juicy bacon sprinkled with desert spices into his mouth when the sound of scrambled footsteps rang out.

A large group of people came to the second floor of the tavern.

The group of people had different skin tones, races, body shapes, and accents, but they were wearing uniform cyan clothing, and it seemed that they should be members of the same adventure group or mercenary group.

Lucky Coin and his party didn't want to pay attention to each other, but they didn't expect that trouble came to the door on their own initiative.

A bald man of twenty-five or sixteen years old walked over, raised his foot aggressively, stepped on the table, and directly kicked over a plate of stewed fish soup with wild mushrooms.

"My companions and I wanted to enjoy a nice drink while enjoying the snow. The table on the second floor seems to be a bit cramped, though. So I can only ask you to let go. ”

He has a sturdy figure, and in this cold weather, he only wears a black vest on his upper body, revealing his bronzed muscles. On his shiny forehead, he had a sky-blue tattoo in the style of a desert wolf, and a shiny machalacute hanging from his waist. The dense layers of moire on the body of the knife explain to the viewer that this is a treasure knife that has been tempered thousands of times.

Typical NTU 6 desert ethnic dress.

Alas......

Gordon sighed.

In a gray area like Ember Town, which is outside the Empire and full of adventurers and outlaws, accidents can occur at any time and anywhere, and it is not surprising that people like bald men suddenly appear to find fault.

That's why Gordon chose the camp of order and neutrality. Sometimes, though, the order can be harsh and old-fashioned. But at least under the guarantee of order, it is said that normal life can be guaranteed, and there will not be such a situation where you will encounter trouble if you eat a meal.

Although he was sighing, Gordon was not ambiguous, and the hand hidden under the table had begun to gather the silver stance energy. If the other party is no longer interested, he doesn't mind using Missile Storm to give a surprise greeting gift.

"What if we don't let it?" Gregor looked coldly at the bald man. For a person who loves to cook, the act of spoiling food is absolutely unbearable. He had placed his hand on the hilt of the raiser at his waist.

"Don't let you?" The bald man raised his chin arrogantly and looked down on everyone, "It's okay not to let it." However, this kind of offer is only for three pretty chicks. As for the other men, get out of the way you go! ”

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes swept obscenely over Ji'er, Cynthia, and Serra, and finally stopped on Serra, probably because the little girl had the biggest breasts.

The bald man's gaze was like a tongue stained with corrosive slime, as if he would be stripped of his clothes as soon as he was licked lightly.

"Three young ladies, why don't you come with me for a few drinks, and then have a good time in the evening. Rest assured, I believe that with my ability, I will be able to satisfy the three of you. Not really, and my brothers, I'm sure you'll be able to get sick of it after you've tasted it. ”

There was a burst of laughter around, as if applauding the bald man's words.

Serra was uncomfortable and glared at the other man. However, in her career as an adventurer, Serra, who had encountered many similar situations, knew that for this kind of man, if she scolded him for being "lewd" or "pervert", it would only be painless, and might even make the other party happy, so she kept silent.

Only knocking out his teeth and kicking his ass is the last resort.

Ronald had already grasped the spear "Catan's Breath" in his hand, his muscles tensed, and he was ready to attack. Even if he didn't care about the friendship between the lucky coins, just to maintain the cohesion of the team, he couldn't back down at such a time.

"Hey, do you want to do it? I like it. The bald man's eyes narrowed into a slit, like a venomous snake, and he looked at Ronald.

At the other tables, people dressed in blue clothes also got up and drew their weapons.

The sound of the sword coming out of its sheath sounded one after another.

At this moment, with the sound of steady footsteps, a middle-aged man in a black shawl and wearing cold iron scale armor appeared at the staircase.

When he saw the situation in front of him, his face changed slightly, and he scolded loudly: "What are you doing, don't let me go back!" ”

"Captain, I'm just playing." The bald man shrugged, looking indifferent. Still, he retracted his foot on the table, and walked away.

The middle-aged man in the black shawl walked up to the table of the lucky coin and said apologetically: "That guy is usually so unscrupulous, even I have a headache. Please accept me, the leader of the Blue Blade Mercenary Regiment, for my deep apologies. ”

The middle-aged man bowed slightly to Ronald, gave a mercenary salute, and then put a canvas money bag on the table: "This is an apology for that guy's rude behavior just now, I hope you have a good meal." ”

Ronald wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect the sour pear to be quick and grab the money bag.

"Just now I thought there was going to be a war, and I quietly smeared the dagger with poison. You know, this one-time surname poison fails very quickly, and this money just makes up for my loss. The halfling whispered.

"Money junkies." Gregor pursed his lips in disdain.

"You little white face who only knows romantic art and doesn't know the hardships of life don't have the same knowledge as you." The sour pear weighed the money bag and smiled.

After the middle-aged man said goodbye, he walked to another table and sat down with the bald man. The leader of the Blue Blade Mercenary Regiment restrained his subordinates very well, and in the following time, the well water of the two sides did not interfere with the river water, and they were safe.

It's just that the bald man will float over from time to time with a look full of obscene **, which makes the three girls uncomfortable.

So after they had eaten and drunk, Lucky Coin and his party did not linger long, dragging Glago, the dwarf who was still asleep and did not know what had just been born, and left the "Traveler's Cloak".

As he walked down the second floor, Gordon turned his head and looked back at the dark middle-aged man.

And the other party also returned a modest smile.

"Although the subordinates are bastards, the regimental commander is not bad." Sour pear said. He still has a bag of gold coins in his arms, so he naturally wants to say something good.

"Ronald, have you ever heard of the name of the Blue Blade Mercenary Regiment?" Gordon asked.

"I haven't heard of it." Ronald shook his head, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, just curiosity." Gordon didn't say much.

In fact, when he had a conflict with the bald man just now, he observed it with the eyes of truth and warning. As a result, whether it was the middle-aged man who was the leader of the Blue Blade Mercenary Group or the arrogant bald head, his body was shrouded in the aura of illusion.

The real appearance of these two people is not what everyone sees on the surface.

The bald man who looked like a desert people was actually a guy with thin lips, a hooked nose, and a fiery red head. The black middle-aged man who looks calm and introverted is a young man with a handsome appearance, a feminine temperament, and even an artist's temperament at first glance.

"I actually used illusion to change my face and appeared in Ash Town...... What the hell are these guys coming from? Gordon wondered. But he didn't tell the lucky numismatics about it. After all, everyone is about to separate, and he doesn't want to make trouble.

Seeing that Gordon and his party left the second floor of the tavern, the bald head who had been covered up by illusion said dissatisfiedly: "It's a pity that three pieces of delicious fresh meat to the mouth ran away." You'll have to pay for the joy I lost tonight, Captain Elshas. ”

"Zogar, we have an important task ahead of us, so don't overdo it. If you have a qiē shun lì, there will be many aristocratic ladies lying down waiting for you to enjoy. Said the young man known as Elsace. (To be continued.)