"Cut! What does this mean?" Bielle, the leader of the guinea pig mercenary group, stood up directly and tore up the letter on the table, and he casually spilled the shredded paper on the ground, "Is Constable going to break away from our mercenary union?! How dare you establish some sunrise alliance with those wandering pioneers?! and call himself the governor! This is obviously a high-profile betrayal! It is a betrayal!"

Looking at Birel, who was trembling with anger, Reese, the leader of the widow mercenary group, hurriedly picked up the wine jug that had rolled to the ground and handed it to the fat-headed and big-eared leader, so that the other party could drink and dissipate his anger.

"That Constable guy has been estranged from us for a long time, and it was only a matter of time before he left the mercenary union, but I didn't expect..." Orlando pulled on his top hat, he didn't let people see the smile that suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I just didn't expect to openly argue with all the countries of the continent and establish himself as king in the wasteland of the Sunrise Plateau." ”

Birrell took the flask, bit off the stopper of the flask with his long front teeth, and took a sip of the liquor, "Ah! I didn't rush back from the battle line between the Kosai Kingdom and the East Oguna Empire to hear such bad news! Now that the counterattack army of the Cosey Kingdom suddenly launched a powerful offensive the day after the ice and snow melted, it is estimated that the land occupied by the East Oguna Empire for more than a year will be recaptured by the Winter Kingdom soon, and I have to hurry back to deal with the affairs of my own mercenary group!"

"Is that so-called important thing to bring the looted treasure back to your base camp?" Toya, the leader of the Blue Flame Mercenary Regiment, sat at the end of the long table, he put his hands on his knees, and said sarcastically.

"You want to take care of it?!Why did you show up with the Marquis of Ampvo after the Blood Feast!Our Mercenary Guild doesn't need another traitor who betrays the interests of the Guild!!" Birrell was struck by Toya's words, and his hurried counterattack was seen by everyone, but what he said also attracted the attention of the other captains.

The communicator who sat at the chief of the crimson table was still the same, daring to look down at his shoes. As a link between the president of the mercenary union and the leaders of other mercenary groups, this extremely shy young man is always unable to control the situation, so there are often scenes of quarrels because of a disagreement.

Reese glanced at the non-existent Pillar Priestess, who hadn't been back to the castle since he had lost his hand at the Battle of Doret. However, to her surprise, no one mentioned the matter after returning this time, and even the pillar priest who gave her the wooden crossbow and blood crossbow arrows only sent one of his priests to get the wooden crossbow back, and did not pursue and mention the failure of Reese's mission at all. This also made Reese, who returned to the castle half a year later, afraid to speak out loud or do anything high-profile, for fear that the union president and others would hold her accountable for the incident.

Birrell didn't entangle with Toya anymore, he ran to the mercenary who personally delivered Constable's handwritten letter, and directly grabbed the other party's collar, "Hey, what are your captains' plans! Are you going to leave the mercenary union now!"

The person who was pulled by the collar was the squadron leader of Emily's Weeping Mercenary Regiment, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "The meaning of our regiment commander has been written on the letter, if you have any questions, you can... You can reply to our regimental commander, I don't know anything else!" The handwritten letter brought by the squadron leader had been torn up by Birrell just now, but he still had a backup letter on him, which was given to him by Constable.

"Cut!" Birrell shoved the other man away, his saliva spraying on the squadron leader's face. The squadron leader sent by Constable held back his anger and handed the backup letter in his arms to the messenger, saying that it was a letter to the president of the mercenary union.

Orlando stood up, he smoothed his clothes, "Okay, okay, let's all disperse, Constable's attitude of self-reliance has been very clear, and even Malvin didn't come back to the meeting this time, if the people are not even, the messenger will definitely not be willing to announce the important news, it is estimated that our mercenary union will also become a place of vain, anyone can come and go by themselves, there are no rules at all..."

The communicator's ears suddenly moved, "The representative of the funeral mercenary group is already standing outside the door. ”

Everyone looked at the door of the conference hall, which was pushed open by the mercenary guards outside, and a tall man in chain mail strode through the door, his light black hair mixed with a lot of white hair, with a handsome face that was different from Orlando's, and most notably, there was a tattoo on the back of his hand, which looked like both a skull and a white flower.

The communicator whispered, "Trover, the cavalry squadron leader of the funeral mercenary group, he was the last representative to be invited to the meeting..."

"The funeral mercenary group actually sent someone, or Trevor..."Toya stood up from his chair, and he nodded to the other party closest to Trevor.

"Communicator, did the mercenary union invite the funeral mercenary group to attend the meeting this time? I thought this mercenary group had been outside of our mercenary union, but I didn't expect there to be a guy who didn't like it, huh..."Orlando pouted and turned his head, as if the squadron leader named Trevor had bullied this beautiful man.

Trevor's eyebrows, eyes, and lips were straight, and he stood at the end of the long table and said aloud, "Captain Freddy has something to do, so I can't participate in the meeting, please allow me to attend this meeting on behalf of Captain Freddy." ”

The communicator nodded slightly, "Of course, Captain Trevor, please sit down here." ”

The veiled Reese glanced at Trevor, who was sitting next to him, this cavalry squadron leader who was about thirty years old used to be a man who made him feel quite good, but he didn't expect to see him for a few years, and the arrogance and confidence on the other party's face had been worn away, and now only an unusually calm temperament and medium-length hair mixed with a lot of gray hair remained.

Reese recalls that at the beginning, Trevor and Orlando were known as the two handsome men of the Mercenary Guild, one was an unruly genius cavalryman, the other was an elegant and chic gorgeous swordsman, one masculine and the other feminine, both of whom were the youngest and most potential mercenaries in the Mercenary Guild. However, after betraying the Moon Shield Mercenary Group, Trevor did not choose to establish himself as the leader of the mercenary group, but did not hesitate to grieve his own strength and went to the funeral mercenary group to be a team leader. At that time, there were many people who didn't understand Trevor's choice, but Reese knew that Trevor, who was obviously no less powerful than Orlando, would not make a wrong decision easily, and there must be Trevor's own reasons for joining the funeral mercenary group.

Now that they see each other again, Trevor's composure is no longer comparable to that of other captains, and Reese can't even feel Trevor's competitiveness that was once the most regarded symbol.

After the communicator asked the squadron leader sent by Constable to sit down, he slowly opened the letter from the union president, "There are four messages this time, the first one is about the nomination of the ninth mercenary group of the mercenary union. ”

Orlando pursed his mouth even higher when he heard this, the Oak Mercenary Regiment he had recommended had already been broken, and the leader Vaughn was nowhere to be found, making him a disgrace as a recommender.

The president said that he had found a suitable mercenary group as a candidate, but if other group leaders had more suitable candidates, they could continue to provide them for the union, and the president would decide whether to replace the candidates he found after consideration. ”

Birrell: "Since it's the mercenary group that the president likes, it should be more suitable than what we recommend." ”

"Anyway, it's the mercenary group in charge of the northern region, and it has nothing to do with me, so whatever. Reese also said.

The communicator nodded lightly again, "The second piece of news, because the behavior of His Majesty's Knight Mercenary Group is very suspicious, so after thinking about it for a while, the President decided to let all the representatives of the mercenary group who are attending the meeting today monitor His Majesty's Knight Mercenary Group in the coming days, and keep a distance from the relevant figures of the mercenary group, waiting for things to change." ”

Most of the leaders showed surprised expressions, and even the Pillar Priest twitched his eyelids. In the past ten years, the deputy commander of the knight mercenary group has been handled by the deputy commander Marven to handle all the affairs of the regiment, and the other commanders are not surprised by this kind of thing, after all, the legend of the Black Wing King is just Malvin's own words, and no one knows whether the Black Wing King really exists.

"Looks like we don't just need one mercenary group to supplement us, we need two more!" Billel glared at the squadron leader sent by Constable.

"The third piece of news is that the rebel organization may change dramatically in the near future, and they will have a lot of influence on the area of the Three Duchyes and even the surrounding areas. The Mercenary Guild should try not to have too many conflicts with the Rebel Formation, unless the Rebel Formation's actions interfere with the balance of the rest of the continent and undermine the interests of the Mercenary Guild. ”

About this news, most of the regimental commanders were able to understand. After all, the bloody feast incident in the Duchy of No's has only passed, and even if nothing happens within the rebel organization, the Duke of Aldington will definitely send an army to crusade against the rebels and avenge his son.

Birrell stood up as the messenger was about to say the last message, pointed to the squadron leader of Emily's weeping mercenary regiment and said, "Doesn't the Guild President care about Constable, who is going to make himself king?

The squadron leader did not dare to look directly at Birrell, he was afraid that he would not make it back to Sunrise Plateau alive, so he had to turn a blind eye to Birrell's rude accusations.

"Hmm... The fourth message really has nothing to do with the head of Constable...", the messenger said timidly, and Birrell slapped the table vigorously when he heard it, "The fourth message is about the Kingdom of Salins..."

All the commanders were focused, and a storm was about to break out in the kingdom, which had always been peaceful and united.

"Once the war in the Kingdom of Sahlins breaks out, except for the funeral mercenary group, the mercenary groups of the other mercenary unions are not allowed to intervene in the dispute in the Kingdom of Sarins. ”