Once upon a time there was an old magician named Barrett. Harlan, with a serious-looking but often deserted guy, manages a mercenary group, and leads a large group of brothers to live a life on the sword all day long for a bite to eat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was doing well.,Everyone has a good ability.,The head of the regiment is also quite good at leading the group.,The mercenaries under his command live a small life...... At least in the mercenary industry, it's pretty good, so if you don't have any gratitude to the commander, you have a lot of respect.

So since Matthew, the head of the regiment in Icefield City, suddenly disappeared, everyone couldn't calm down, and had a big fight with Barrett who came back, but fortunately, Barrett usually has some deterrent power, and after a group of mercenaries quarreled a few times, they reluctantly suppressed the mercenaries.

But what now? Whether Matthew can come back or not, Barrett is not sure at all, although it is Matthew's own complete decision, but it is inevitable that the mercenaries will not be angry with Barrett, and it is a big dereliction of duty to make trouble with Barrett, and it is a big dereliction of duty not to help the head of the regiment manage his own regiment.

Barrett is also very depressed, in recent years, it has been difficult to bring the regiment together, Matthew said that he slipped away, and threw the heavy responsibility of the entire regiment on himself at once, he was not dissatisfied, but this was also a little selfish.

However, people can't stay in Icefield City all the time, the brothers' food still has to be eaten, and the group of people brought out is not all of their group, so they can't be separated from the two cities so suddenly, what if they can't be contacted. In the end, according to the original plan, Barrett pressed a group of mercenaries who almost rushed up the mountain and waited patiently for three days, and finally withdrew back with everyone in disappointment.

Staying here is also costly, and it is completely useless to have everyone stationed here, and I can only pray that Matthew himself can come back safely, otherwise, his own group of people will really not be able to help him.

Or maybe that weird teenage girl might be able to help?

During Barrett's last three days in Icefield City, he would sometimes think of the girl with two fox ears on her head, who looked petite and cute, but had a powerful magic that did not match her appearance and age at all, maybe her words could help something......

I can't count on it, Barrett knows very well that with his ability, it is all that can be helped by helping Matthew completely activate the Glass Sanctuary, he doesn't know anything about alchemy in the first place, and Natalia's posthumous work is not at all something that an ordinary alchemist can understand.

When I think about it, it seems that the girl showed some subtleties on the way there......

Barrett didn't particularly care at the time, he was full of thoughts about what Matthew was doing, and when he looked back and thought about it, he recalled in his mind what Carlil had said and behaved at that time, as if it was obvious that there was something unnatural about her.

Maybe the disciple of some master can have enough understanding of the Glass Sanctuary, and can also explain by the way why there is a powerful magic power that does not match his age.

Barrett thought about it for three days, and finally felt helplessly, except to play Natalia. In addition to the durability of Vita's work, it seems that he can only hope that the mysterious girl can bring some surprises to everyone.

Hopefully there is, surprise.

The mercenaries didn't stay long, and after three days they began to evacuate Icefield City one after another, no matter what they thought in their hearts, but there was not much they could do.

Maybe the only thing that can be done is to continue to develop the mercenary group back, so that Matthew can feel less ashamed when he returns.

So after going back, the Immortal Flower began to frantically take on the mission, Matthew's disappearance and the sudden change of the Immortal Flower surprised several other mercenary groups that they had always befriended, and they didn't ask anything because of the position of outsiders, but occasionally when the mercenaries drank in private, they could hear something from the mouths of their group members.

Over time, rumors of various things happening to the Immortal Flower in Icefield City have formed among the surrounding mercenaries, and of course, there are also rumors about the deputy head Barrett. Harlan's malicious speculations, and all sorts of negative conjectures about the Flower of Immortality.

But as if they hadn't heard it, all of the Immortal Flower's own people still took on large sums of money every day, quickly and effectively completing all the employers' requests, and then in exchange for the honorarity they deserved. Sometimes you can even take a little more.

The whole group went up and down, and every string crumbled tightly, as if an avalanche would collapse immediately if something went wrong.

In this way, the mercenaries did not raise any objections, and followed the leadership of Barrett, rapidly expanding the reserves of the mercenary group, accumulating a large amount of capital, recruiting reliable newcomers to absorb as one of their members, and desperately strengthening their own strength.

More than a month passed like this, and Barrett's policy was finally relaxed.

He knew very well that such a rapid march-style expansion was now the limit of the team, and it was only a matter of time before it continued to collapse, and what was needed now was proper cultivation.

Anyway, after this period of fighting day and night, everyone's tired body joints are about to go numb, Matthew's problem, no one will mention him for the time being.

That's good, that's good...... Until there is a new progress, we have only one way to go.

As the weather approached winter, the Immortal Flower finally slowed down his frenzied pace, and the mercenaries completed their tasks one by one, each recovering their dues, and Barrett crossed out the completed tasks one by one in his mission log.

Then every time after a certain amount of tasks were completed, Barrett would find a tavern to stop for a few drinks, use alcohol to stimulate his nerves, recall the various methods used by Matthew to lead the mercenaries in the past, and summarize a little experience from them, so that he could make a plan for the next period of time.

So now, a stage of the plan has finally been completed, at least from the point of view of the development of the mercenary group, not only the plan has been completed, but it has been completed very well.

The newly joined mercenaries have already received the first stage of training, and all that remains is to rest for a period of time and let the recruits integrate into the group of the entire mercenary group of the Immortal Flower.

The rest of the quests are all small fish and shrimp, and there is no need to worry about it, so although Barrett is still in the middle of the quest, he can't help but find a bar in the city to stop and relax.

The air outside already had a hint of winter, which made Barrett, who had just entered the door, feel much warmer in the bar. He took off his gray peaked mage hat and sat down in the innermost part of the bar, relaxing to the melodious music of the bar.

He only prefers the afternoon bars, because most of them are quiet, even semi-open, and free from the crowds, which allows him to settle down for a drink and think about his own business.

"What do you want?" In the bar was a young bartender, about 1.7 meters tall, taller than Barrett, and his body looked slender, and he was dressed quite neatly and neatly, looking very professional.

"Whatever you want, what do you recommend, don't be too high, I'm a professional mage" Barrett replied while leaning his hat against the side of the high chair, the last sentence is just a habit, for Barrett, who often changes bars with the location of the mission, showing his identity first can make some catty shops a little more restrained, after all, no one wants to mess with a magician.

How much more is a drunken magician......

They may not be able to manipulate magic well, but out-of-control magic can cause much more chaos and damage than sane magicians.

"Okay, wait a minute," the bartender nodded.

In this way, one of the most uncomfortable choices when ordering is called "casual".

Perhaps the bartender often coped with such requests, and in a few moments, a large glass of crimson wine with ice cubes floating in front of Barrett was placed in front of Barrett. Barrett didn't bother to ask what it was, so he took a big sip and slammed the cup on the wooden tabletop.

"Whew—yes."

"If you like it" The young bartender looked very casual, maybe because there were few people in the relationship now, he wiped the glass leisurely, and looked like we would talk about it if it was okay.

"This is the best drink I've had this month, it's just amazing!" Barrett smiled, he had aged a little lately, and even the wrinkles brought by his smile seemed a little more.

"I would like to ask, are you from the mercenary group that came here not long ago?" The bartender looked at Barrett, an old magician who ran a bar to drink, and there were already a few rumors about him in several bars in the city.

"Yes, what's the problem, don't worry, I've got enough money on me, and it's not a problem to tip more" Barrett scratched his beard, he had just relaxed in the past few days, and he would come to drink some wine again, and he was in a rare good mood.

"No, of course I won't suspect you" The bartender shook his head, put down the glass in his hand, and continued: "It just so happens that for me personally, there is a little question I would like to ask you. ”

"Questions? You can tell me what questions you can ask, but I can't necessarily answer them. Barrett took a sip of wine: "Then what can you give me as a reward for solving the problem, you know, I am a mercenary group." ”

"Hmm...... How about this wine? The bartender quietly put down another glass of wine in front of Barrett, the crimson color was deeper than the one in Barrett's hand, and the aroma was so fragrant that Barrett could smell it without holding it.

"It's a deal, you say" Balat took a big sip, biting down on an ice cube and making a clattering sound in his mouth.

"Thanks, I want to know...... Has there been a noticeable increase in the number of missions your regiment has recently received to target Sunderland? The bartender asked, "To tell you the truth, it doesn't look like it's a peaceful place on the border, and we're thinking of moving the restaurant to a more central part of Saint-Margaery." ”

Barrett's hand as he raised his glass stopped in the air, he remembered for a moment, put the glass down again, touched it around his waist, took out the mission log from under the gray robe, flipped it open and looked at it roughly: "Well, as you say, it's true." ”

If someone hadn't asked, Barrett, who was too busy with the mercenary group's affairs, really didn't pay attention to this obvious little problem.

"It's not peaceful again, business, it's not easy to do......" The bartender shook his head slightly and sighed to himself.

Barrett didn't speak, and he suddenly guessed some of the future developments according to the recent movements of the mercenaries.

And this part of the development made him feel that the future was a little bleak. The hearts of the people are not scattered, and the team is not easy to lead......

There is a real fight between countries, and the lives of mercenaries are not even as good as mustard.

"I don't know what plans Matthew would have made now if he was still around."

Barrett whispered.

"If you want to know, come and talk to me."

A man sat to the right of Barrett, and the sound of this sentence caused Barrett to drop his glass on the floor.

"Commander......!?" (To be continued.) )