"Someone wants to talk to you. ”

Hearing the boy's words, Charles's heart couldn't help but froze.

He didn't expect that he would be able to gain such a harvest on the first day, and it seems that this man in cloak is still thinking about the idea of fighting a different barracks.

But now is not the time to be happy, Charles put on a reluctant lazy look:

"Who, why didn't he come by himself?"

The boy had seen this look once, and the last time the mercenaries were in the same tone.

The boy did not doubt him, but breathed a sigh of relief, and replied hesitantly:

"No, don't ask so much, the task of depositing five gold coins, if you want to do it, just follow me. ”

The boy's eyes drifted back and forth with recollection, and he said it in a word, which was obviously the client's original words.

"Five gold coins?"

Charles asked a little excitedly, with a surprise hidden in his words.

Sure enough, it's the same as what the mink of the West City said!

This little excitement was appropriately expressed, the boy pursed his lips, and said secretly: Sure enough, mercenaries are all virtuous when they see money.

Charles put his hands on his chest, pretended to think about it, and finally nodded reservedly, living the image of a mercenary who was greedy for money and took care of face.

Seeing that the other party unexpectedly agreed, the boy also breathed a sigh of relief, and with such a disdainful expression, he walked in front to lead the way.

The boy walked along the street for a while, and suddenly turned into an alley.

The buildings of Antlers are loose, not as crowded as those inside and outside the city, and the so-called alleys are just a path between two large houses, often leading to a large open space behind several houses.

Charles followed the boy into the clearing, and saw several horse-drawn carriages parked outside a large warehouse house.

The back of the warehouse room is open, and there are black holes inside, faintly flickering a few lights, which is indeed a good place for secret conversations.

"Go in, they're waiting for you inside. ”

With that, the boy stopped at a distance, as if there was some kind of awe for the big house.

Charles took a closer look at the neighborhood and saw that the large house was surrounded by a shoulder-high wooden fence.

Although the fence is no different from the street, it is covered with snow, but the dense weeds buried under the snow cannot escape Charles's sense now.

This shouldn't be a place that's often tended.

There were two footprints in the snow, one of which seemed to have just been left behind.

He followed the footprints towards the large warehouse room, and when he looked closer, he saw that there was nothing inside the warehouse except for piles of burlap bags and a few large wooden barrels in the deepest part of the warehouse.

A man in a cloak was sitting on a pile of sacks, a sword in his hand, scrutinizing it.

Hmm? That sword is ......

It's Ezek's saber!

Charles once used this sword as a model to create the lake, so he recognized it at a glance.

Sure enough, under the detection of brain waves, he soon discovered that a familiar figure was tied to a load-bearing pillar next to the man in the cloak.

Azek?

"Don't look at it, come and talk, mercenary imp. ”

The man in the cloak was like a beast entrenched in a cave, his eyes faintly shining in the darkness, and he observed Charles's every move through the dim light.

Since it was determined that the other party was not good, Charles didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, walked into two steps, and was about to take the other party directly, but who knew that the other party was the first to attack, and Ezek's long sword was like a poisonous snake in the dim light, shooting straight towards his neck.

"Hmph!" Charles snorted coldly, and was about to control the long sword to stop the opponent's attack, but who knew that this sharp blade was completely out of his control.

This surprise was not trivial, seeing that the sword stabbed in front of him in a blink of an eye, Charles almost couldn't dodge, an embarrassed sideways pounce, the sword swept across his neck, and a strand of black hair slowly fell in the faint sword light.

"What?!That's ......"

Azek's sword turned out to be a Spellbreaker?

And at this moment, a figure broke into Charles's brainwave detection, and a warm and mellow voice floated down from a high place:

"Your opponent is me!"

He retreated a few steps before he looked up and saw a red-haired young man in an aristocratic costume and a mask standing on the beam of the warehouse, holding a bright red blade pointed directly at the man in the cloak.

But it was Freya who changed her outfit at Abby's, and happened to meet Charles, who was brought here, and watched from afar.

Then she heard the sound in the warehouse, and she rushed to it.

"Huh? Another one?"

The man in the cloak was none other than Toruk, who had received the money to do things, and he was also wondering, according to what the second elder said, this rose mask had at least the ability of an eighth-level warrior, and he was still a nine-ring wood elemental mage.

However, although this gray-haired boy's swordsmanship was good just now, it was far from the strength that an eighth-level warrior should have.

After catching it with one move, Toruk was faintly worried in his heart:

Did you catch the wrong person? If you got into trouble with a different barracks, wouldn't you be wronged?

It's just that this sword seems to be quite close to the old man's mouth......

This time, he was a little confused, could it be that the sword is real, but the person is fake?

The rose mask that appeared at this time just relieved his doubts, regardless of whether he was true or not, I brought him the man and the sword together, anyway, the old man gave a lot of money, and this trip is always not a loss.

As for this black-haired kid, he couldn't react at all with a sword in his hand, probably not much different from the gray-haired one, and it would be a matter of raising his hands to take care of him in a while.

Thinking of this, Toruk put Charles aside and jumped straight onto the beam, his sword swept out, reflecting the dim light and swinging a halo of sword light.

Freya reacted very quickly, reflexively took off into the air to dodge the sword sweep, and immediately made a fierce stabbing move, forcing Toruk to swing his sword to block.

"Khooth!"

Under this blow, the bright red long sword was knocked out of a small hole, and between the shaking of the long sword, although it was difficult to see with the naked eye, it could not hide from her.

What? So sharp, is he really ......

This counterfeit Rose Sword was found by Freya from the collection of the Royal Palace, and judging from the records, it is a sword presented by the Rose family, sharp and strong, far from being comparable to ordinary swords.

When Azek joined the alien barracks, she noticed his sword, but because the rose pattern is not uncommon among the people, there are countless swords made of imitation of the rose sword, so she naturally did not take it seriously.

At this moment, this collision without the slightest hint made her finally understand that it was definitely not an accident that Azek was targeted because of this sword.

After the blow, Toruk was already on the crossbar.

In the blink of an eye, he determined that the cultivation of this rose mask might be stronger than what the intelligence had stated.

This strength is about the ninth level.

Hmph, what about the ninth level, it's not the same hand-to-hand?

Beneath the cloak, Toruk showed a hideous smile, and the sharp sword in his hand was sharp, like the fangs of a beast in the dark, and once again attacked Freya.