"But mercenaries are different. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Brown picked up his old father's words, "mercenaries don't care who you are, they just pay for it. ”

Arthur's eyes lit up when he saw Brown say this, but he didn't believe what he said.

"Since you're also going to the Great Snow Plain. After seeing Bren, Bucktooth Billy smirked and said, "Why don't we go together, rest your feet with us first, you look like you need to rest, look, this little brother is shivering with cold!"

Bucktooth Billy raised his hand to Hawkins and said, "Let's have some hot soup and a fire, don't worry, we've got plenty of food." ”

Bucktooth Billy's suggestion is echoed by Brun, who invites the crowd to join them. Hawkins gritted his teeth, he tried to manipulate the snowball and smash it on Bucktooth Billy's head, but he didn't do so because of Bucktooth Billy's sincere kindness.

Arthur and Werther looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and the four dismounted to join the group of people from the ruined village.

They enthusiastically handed the young people hot soup, scones and other food, and added firewood to make the campfire burn more vigorously, hoping to warm up the young people covered in snowflakes quickly.

In a warm and friendly atmosphere, Gerrard has always been out of place.

His facial features were concentrated and small, and his appearance was reserved, and his attitude was the same as his, and he was the only one who did not say a word, glancing coldly at the strange young people when they were warmly entertaining the people in Brun.

After looking at Gerald, Witt asked in a polite and kind tone, "Why does this young man look nervous?"

Brun glanced at Gerald and replied with a sigh, "His father, who is my good friend, and his sister were all killed by the Monster, he is the son of the village chief, everyone has high hopes for him, sadness and stress make him look cold, but he is a good boy. ”

Werther looked at Gerald again and understood why his clothes were slightly better than everyone else's, and he was the only one who had a sword, and just as he was about to exclaim and show his understanding, Gerald suddenly said: "Don't talk superfluous nonsense, old fellow! Become a mercenary, it means that you have become a tool of the rich, and your cheap life will be linked to money from now on, and the price will be clearly marked, and if this incident makes you so happy, then laugh at your own! I will not stop you from rushing to death with a grin! Don't come to provoke me!"

Witt sensed that Arthur was going to speak, and hurriedly pressed his leg, Arthur quickly looked at Werther, Werther shook his head slightly, Arthur pursed his lips and turned his head to drink the soup.

Bren showed an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this kid's temper has never been very good, you know his situation, I hope you can understand." ”

When both Werther and Nayin smiled in understanding, Arthur turned his face away and made a look of disgust, wanting to spit on the ground, but before he could vomit, he felt something poke him in the ass, and he immediately turned his head to look at Hawkins, and sure enough, he saw Hawkins poking him with his staff, and glared at him viciously.

Arthur swallowed his saliva reluctantly.

Ever since Hawkins joined the young people on their journey, his transformation and correction of Arthur has not stopped.

He tried to transform Arthur from a wild boy from the border forest into a well-talked, intellectually elegant upper-class. He corrected all of Arthur's bad habits in his eyes, including spitting on emotions, using foul language, habitually using violent means to solve problems, etc......

At first, Arthur's transformation of Hawkins was rejected, but no matter how much he resisted, Hawkins did not give up and worked tirelessly to continue his education.

Werther once advised Arthur: "Phil will not harm you, only hope you are well, have you ever thought that he may have hoped for you by doing this?"

Arthur didn't understand at all: "What can he expect from me?"

Although Arthur didn't understand and Witte didn't answer Arthur, admiring Hawkins' perseverance and purifying Paulgan, Arthur began to compromise and was able to change some behavior under Hawkins' supervision and reminders.

This is something that even Arthur himself did not expect him to do.

Half an hour later, the snow had weakened and the two groups began to move on. Brun had already asked for the location when they were in the town of Ponto, and they led the way, but they saved Nayin to investigate.

During the march, everyone clearly felt the rise in altitude and the drop in temperature, and Hawkins grabbed the blanket several times, and the loud snort attracted everyone's attention several times.

Two hours later, the forest was marginal, and his head was hanging all the time, and the dazed Hawkins slowly raised his head, rubbed his eyes and looked hard ahead, and said, "There are traces of magic, to this extent...... Ahead, there should be a magical barrier. ”

Everyone looked at Hawkins with a look of surprise, even Gerrard.

Bucktooth Billy exclaimed, "Little brother, I really can't see that you are actually a magician!?"

Hawkins replied angrily: "You can't see that there are many more." ”

Arthur asked Hawkins, "Will it be an obstacle for us?"

Before Hawkins could answer, Bren, who was leading the way, said to everyone: "Don't worry, it's normal for the famous Golden Lion Regiment to have magical protection, but none of the mercenary groups will refuse newcomers to join, and there will be a way for us to find them, don't worry!"

As Bren said, the team did not encounter obstacles, on the contrary, the traces of magic became guides, and Hawkins sensed magic and led everyone to take the shortest route to find the traces of the Golden Lions.

When they saw people on the sloping slope of the vast snowfield, Hawkins held his head up proudly and said to Arthur, "Look, it's different with me." ”

Arthur pointed to his nose and replied, "Great Magician, you have a runny nose again." ”

About two hundred meters away, there is a simple place that looks like a reception office, which is actually a person sitting on a chair, with a dilapidated wooden table in front of it and the flag of the Golden Lion Regiment next to it.

In the center of the flag on a black background, there was a majestic golden lion roaring in the wind, and Arthur had to admit that seeing such a flag in the wind and snow made him feel an inexplicable sense of agitation in his heart.

Next to the table and chairs, there was a group of people surrounding something, because the distance was still far away, everyone could not see clearly, only heard a constant noisy shout.

"It's finally here, and this is it. Buren couldn't hide his excitement as he told the young people that they had arrived at their destination and were going to apply for a membership.

They both wished each other good luck, and Bren led his companions toward the table and chairs.

Witt looked at everyone: "Let's go too." ”

Soon he looked at Arthur and reminded him: "In case the situation is not right, remember what Phil has always taught you, be polite and gentle, and if it really doesn't work, don't move your mouth again, I'll move." ”

Arthur spread his hands with an unhappy face: "I don't like to talk, I only like to move." ”