On the grassland, it is very common for mercenaries to fight each other because of a disagreement.

Just as the two sides were tense, a burly middle-aged man strode out from behind the gate of the Fort Torrent Mercenary Guild like a whirlwind, and after seeing Senna and Rebecca, he quickly stretched out his hand and greeted: "Two regimental leaders, what are you doing? Don't hurt the harmony between friends, don't hurt the harmony!" The middle-aged man shouted while quietly inserting between Senna and Rebecca, separating the two.

This middle-aged man's name is Albert, and his identity is the captain of the first brigade of the Red Flame Dragon Mercenary Regiment, and he also plays the role of the person in charge of external liaison with the Riptide Mercenary Guild.

It turned out that when Albert was receiving the leaders of the mercenary group from all over the grassland in the mercenary union, he heard that his subordinates reported that the two leaders of the daily mercenary group and the blood and rose mercenary group had a conflict outside the union gate, so he hurried out to play a round.

Under Albert's persuasion, Rebecca couldn't save face for the owner here, so she had to suppress the anger in her heart, and after coldly glancing at the steel rock hiding behind Senna, she temporarily revealed the matter, and turned around and followed Albert into the mercenary union.

Gangyan breathed a sigh of relief. But when I thought of Rebecca's cold gaze just now, I couldn't help but feel a chill in the crotch of my pants. He subconsciously put his hands under his crotch.

The nervous movements of the half-orc warrior immediately caused the surrounding mercenaries to burst into laughter.

Gangyan was embarrassed and embarrassed, and hurriedly put aside his crotch guards. Senna's face sank, he snorted heavily, glared at Gangyan and scolded: "Look at the good things you caused today, take good control of your stinky mouth for me in the future!" After speaking, he shook his hand, ignored him, and walked straight into the mercenary union.

"Hey, old man, the boss seems to be really angry this time!" Copperbeard shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression at Gangyan, who had been scolded for his headache. Then, together with Roy, he followed Senna into the mercenary union.

In the laughter of the onlookers and mercenaries, Gangyan's old face turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his face, and also slipped into the mercenary union.

"My good boy, these are all the big people from the prairie this time!" As soon as he entered the mercenary union, Copperbeard couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.

In the huge hall of the Mercenary Guild of Fort Riptide, there were two rows of sandalwood chairs, most of which were already occupied. these

Most of the people who are qualified to sit are the leaders of those famous mercenary groups on the grasslands of northern Xinjiang, and standing behind the chairs are the retinues brought by the leaders of the major mercenary groups. As for the few other people who sat down without an entourage behind them, they were not unknown, they were all lone mercenaries with a thunderous reputation on the grasslands of northern Xinjiang.

As soon as the four of Senna stepped into the hall of the mercenary union, a special waiter immediately greeted them and brought Senna and his party to the seats that had been arranged.

After Senna sat down, Roy, Copperbeard, and Gangyan immediately stood behind Senna with their chests and stomachs, and stood behind Senna with their hands in their hands without squinting, looking like loyal and conscientious subordinates.

There was a commotion in the hall of the mercenary union, and the buzzing sound was endless, and the leaders of the major mercenary groups sitting down were talking about each other, the content was nothing more than why the Red Flame Fire Dragon Mercenary Group suddenly held a mercenary conference this time and what the 3A-level tasks that would be released at the conference were and so on. Senna listened attentively, and after listening to it for a long time, he didn't hear any valuable revelations, it seems that for what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the Red Flame Fire Dragon Mercenary Group this time, the leaders of the major mercenary groups here are the same as him, they are all confused and confused.

In a deep and elegant three-story building in the backyard of the Mercenary Union Hall of Riptide Castle, a man in black and a fat man in fancy clothes stood side by side in front of the window of an office-decorated room on the third floor of the small building.

"This time, the mercenaries on the grasslands of Northern Xinjiang are all gathered here, and I think he will be unable to escape this time!" said the fat man in Chinese clothes slowly.

"Hmph, although he is injured, but with these people, what can I do to get him? This time I asked you to release the killing of him in the form of a 3A level mission, just hoping that these cannon fodder can help me consume some of his strength. In the end, I have to do it myself!" said the man in black with a disdainful face.

A wry smile appeared on the face of the fat man in gorgeous clothes: "Your Excellency Zigler, I am beyond the scope of my duty to help you this time. You also know that I lurk in the northern steppes of the orcs, and my plans are very large, and I don't want to make a difference. If the Imperial War Department knew that I had helped you on my own initiative, I would not have been able to eat and walk around. Of course, if you act according to the will of the great Queen Onexia this time, it will be a different matter! Not to mention the Imperial War Department, even His Majesty the Emperor will vigorously support me, and it is the long-cherished wish of the entire Empire to get the friendship of the noble Black Dragon Clan!"

"Francis, I'll tell you the truth, this is entirely my own doing. The man in black said coldly.

Seeing that Ziegler's face was not good, Francis immediately changed his words and said: "Hehe, Your Excellency Zigler, even if the empire can't get the friendship of the Black Dragon Clan, but if I can personally get your personal friendship, what can the punishment of the imperial military department be?

Listening to Francis's almost flattering words, Ziegler's face softened slightly.

Seeing this, Francis took the opportunity to show his merits and said: "In addition to finding you these cannon fodder, I also found another reinforcement for you!"

"Who's the reinforcement?"

"The quicksand lord of the Sea Tribes of the North Sea, Hlaenga Pasha. ”

"Hura Enga Pasha, the sea serpent?" asked Zigler, with some surprise.

"Yes, that's him!"

"Although that sea snake has been stagnant in the Bronze Rank Realm for hundreds of years, it is rumored that he has the blood of the divine snake Yermungad, and his snake venom is so venomous that even our dragons are not immune to its venom. Compared to those cannon fodder, he is indeed a strong reinforcement! But how could he get involved?"

"Xu Laenga has a vendetta against the murderer, and he is here to help you, that is, to help himself!"

Ziegler was stunned, and then sneered: "This guy really has a lot of enemies!"

The door to the room creaked open, and Ziegler and Francis stopped talking and looked at the door together.

Albert, Francis's henchman, walked in.

"General, the mercenary conference is almost up, do you think it's time to go out and preside over the conference?" Albert asked Francis respectfully.

Francis nodded, then said goodbye to Ziegler.

When Francis and Albert left the small building, Ziegler, who was standing by the window, slowly looked up and looked into the unknown in the distance.

"O'Fallan, I'll see how you escape this time. Ziegler muttered to himself, a cold light flashing through his eyes. After saying that, he also left the small building.

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