"Huh! This is the fate of the mercenary, who either dies or dies, and wants to die in peace...... It's hard! ”

"That's right! Therefore, if there is wine today and drunk today, the undead will know where Lao Tzu is tomorrow! ”

A few mercenaries didn't drink two glasses, but their hearts were already drunk, and the loneliness on their faces made people feel indescribable.

Hearing this, Bilbo suddenly fell silent, and his left hand subconsciously clenched into a fist, although he was not crippled, he was almost forty years old, and these old brothers of his were all nearly middle-aged, how many years could this mercenary group survive?

"Captain, don't think about it so much, there is no endless road, if the mercenary is really a point of no return, I'm afraid that no one will be a mercenary for a long time. Drink! A mercenary saw that Bilbo was in a bad mood and hurriedly raised his glass to invite.

"That's right! Drink! Bilbo grabbed his glass hard, craned his neck, and drank it all in one gulp. The cold drink ran down his throat, filling his chest with heat.

"A mercenary is a heroic business."

A crisp female voice suddenly came from a table next to him: "Boss, the mercenaries at these tables will count the money for today's wine on my account." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Magician!"

Forty or so people were not a small number, and Bilbo turned his head with some surprise to see several young men and women sitting at a table not far away, and one of them, a young magician, was raising a glass to him, and he couldn't help but be a little flattered.

"My name is Hathaway, and I used to be a mercenary."

The corners of the female mage's mouth curled slightly, and her smile was a little playful but not frivolous.

"You are an honorable magician. It's okay not to do the precarious mercenary profession. Bilbo said.

"That's also true."

The female mage seems to be very interested in this topic, "Mercenary is a heroic career, although it cannot occupy the entire life of a person, but if it is said that the day is not safe, it is far from it, and there are many professions whose mortality rate is not lower than it......"

She gave a few examples, and suddenly changed her words and said, "I'm sorry, when I heard your conversation just now, the main emotion should be that you are getting old or sick or disabled, right?" ”

"Yes." Bilbo nodded a little emotionally. He has some old brothers who have quit the mercenary world. Either they are injured or old, and some are disabled due to injuries. After these people quit the mercenary world, their lives plummeted. Poverty and poverty. And the occasional care of the mercenary group is also a drop in the bucket. It doesn't have much effect at all.

"The average age of your mercenary group is indeed a bit older."

Hathaway glanced at the mercenaries, "Still, look at you. Personal martial arts and adventure experience should be quite rich. ”

"Of course, although our 'Wolves of the Plateau' mercenary group is not large, it is also famous in the Cordillera Plateau." Bilbo smiled silently as he held his glass, but one of the mercenaries next to him interjected proudly.

"I've heard of it, but it's not enough to be famous, otherwise Mr. Bilbo wouldn't have that look." Hathaway said with a smile.

Without her in Mandy Gaza, government affairs can still be functioned, and she is only a function of a name seal there. So after issuing a series of necessary decrees, she began to do her own thing according to her own plan - to travel in micro-service, and at this time, in the city lord's mansion, there was a fake lord who was haunting the 'sickbed'.

The proud expressions on the faces of Bilbo and the mercenaries suddenly stiffened a little, and their interest was greatly reduced.

"Actually, I recently heard that the newly established Apocalypse Mercenary Regiment is recruiting members, especially experienced mercenaries. Not only is the mercenary salary high, but as long as they join the mercenary group, they will be taken care of by someone in life, old age, sickness and death...... "Hathaway took the opportunity to dig into the wall.

At present, there are several mercenary groups with a fairly good development momentum in the Cordillera Plateau, among which the most outstanding are the three mercenary groups of Apocalypse, the End of the Law, and the Astounding World...... This is also a mercenary group that Hathaway secretly supports. Due to the abundant financial support, the development momentum of these three mercenary groups is still quite fast. Hathaway was passing through here, also trapped by the heavy rain, and found that the team of mercenaries led by Bilbo, although they were older, seemed to have good personal abilities, and if they could join the Apocalypse or several other mercenary groups, they would undoubtedly be able to add a group of experienced grassroots backbones, which would also be of great benefit to the composition of the army in the future. And the mercenary group, like the army, has a lot of benefits...... For example, the education of children, the living security of family members and the living security of mercenaries who are retired and disabled, etc., this means is undoubtedly a very heavy burden for the mercenary group, but Hathaway's intention is to build a cohesive and combat-effective armed force, even if the mercenary group can't get this fund, Hathaway will pay for it herself.

Hathaway didn't say it too explicitly, someone like Bilbo, known as the 'Wolf of the Plateau', wasn't necessarily cunning, but he must have been extremely strong-willed, he would make his own judgment, and she was just giving him a piece of information.

After a little chat, the two sides drank their own drinks...... The mercenaries were getting drunk, but Hathaway didn't drink much at the table.

"Petro, how's it going?" Hathaway asked in a low voice.

"It's not bad, all the villages that have announced this order have started to move, and those civilians are very motivated, and a lot of new fields have been cultivated." Petro. Hughes said.

In fact, if a field wants to produce more food, it must first become the so-called 'cooked land', and the yield of the newly cultivated fields is not necessarily high, and after two or three years, these fields are in the best state. Hathaway was not afraid of those nobles making trouble, but she was worried that those nobles would collude with some territorial officials with unstable positions and secretly attack and undermine her prestige, so after the decree was issued, she sent Petro. Hughes in Spia. Under the protection of the Rodtrim mercenary regiment, they went to various places to supervise the implementation of these new policies, and it seems that those people have not yet begun to do anything, and Hathaway has also set up bulletin boards in the villages to explain the contents of each decree and the benefits it brings to the common people, and to inform them if there are officials or others who try to break them. Civilians can go directly to the lord's mansion to complain, and as long as the evidence is conclusive, the lord can make the decision for them.

"Will it be too late for spring plowing at this time?" Barthes. Willie asked.

"Then it depends on what you're going to plant."

Hathaway smiled: "As long as those civilians are obedient and plant those medicinal herbs that I let them grow, at least this year's income is guaranteed." ”

When she issued the new decree, she had already considered another way to make money - magic potions.

Most magic potions need to be operated by the alchemist himself before they can be successfully refined. Rao is like this, and the refining results are also subject to various uncertain situations. But she was inspired by magical fireworks...... Since you can use the alchemy circle to refine these fireworks, bullets, or something, why can't you use the same method to refine magic potions in batches?

The thought crept into her head. It's like a maggot with a bone. I can't get rid of it anymore. In addition to her cultivation, she stayed in the Illusion Hall, using this illusion enchantment to trial and error, after thousands of trials. After summarizing the reasons for several failures. She finally succeeded in building a magic cauldron...... The bottom of this magic cauldron is inscribed with a precise magic pattern. Use standard magic crystals to provide mana, one magic crystal for one potion, and each crucible corresponds to a potion recipe.

With this alchemy prop. Batch processing low-end magic potions, there must be no problem, even if there is no trace of magic power on the body, as long as the magic crystal is placed in the magic power slot on the inscription, the alchemy formation will operate automatically.

There is no problem with tools, and there will be no problem with manpower, the problem is the supply of raw materials, mass production of medicines, relying on the purchase of the market is not possible, so when she issued the decree on the reclamation of wasteland, she advocated that most civilians plant medicinal herbs, and the seeds and planting methods of medicinal materials can be provided by the lord's mansion, and the harvest is also recovered by the lord's mansion. In order to appease the commoners, the lord's palace could sign an agreement with any family that agreed to the planting plan.

"Petro, I'm mainly worried about those tax officials who levy money on civilians to reclaim wasteland, so this time you go, you must supervise it, and if you violate the regulations, you will be severely punished!" Hathaway said.

"Don't worry, my lord, I can do this." Petro. Hughes is now full of energy, Hathaway gave him the position of political officer of the lord's house, and some external affairs are mainly communicated by him, and young people like him who dream of doing something are of course very happy.

Hathaway nodded slightly, Petro. She still recognized Hughes's ability to do things, and after several people discussed the future work plan in a low voice, Petro. Hughes said goodbye and left...... The rain has stopped, and although it is muddy outside, it does not affect the hurry. Hathaway and the others sat for a while before leaving the tavern. At this time, Bilbo's mercenaries were already drunk and unconscious.

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Fast. Robert lay on the edge of the stream with the stalk of grass in his mouth, staring boredly at the stream, his stomach growling, reminding him that he hadn't eaten all night, and he sighed, turned his head to the sky, and frowned tightly.

When I was wandering, it was common to be hungry for two or three days, and I didn't feel bitter at that time, but now I ...... It's just that I haven't eaten all night, so I don't want to move, it's really lazy.

The reason why he starved was because he escaped from the Zhuangzi.

Fast. Robert couldn't remember where he was from, and the reason why he followed those men was originally to get food and clothing, but he didn't expect to come all the way to the Cordillera Plateau...... This is nothing, but the steward in this Zhuangzi is too difficult to wait, since ancient times, there has never been a forced servant to read and learn words!

He was originally a prodigal man, he liked to be idle, and he hated being serious, so he didn't stay long before he was constantly punished, and he was pulled out almost every day to be the chicken that killed the chicken and the monkey. Either because he failed in his studies, or because he was naughty, the instructor broke three bamboo whips on him. It's okay to be scolded and beaten down, Fast. Robert had been subjected to it for as long as he could remember, and what embarrassed him the most was that every time he was punished in front of all the children, it made him feel very ashamed...... can't be provoked, can't hide, he's not a slave, he can't get along with himself here.

The rumbling sound of the stomach was coming again, and Fast. Robert scolded, a little nostalgic for Zhuangzi's braised veal...... Although the instructors were a little strange, forcing them to be very tight, but the food in the Zhuangzi was too good to describe, there were vegetables at noon and night, and there was a full meal of braised veal every half month, so far he had eaten it twice, and the oily piece of meat bit into his mouth, making people want to swallow it with their tongues. Fast. Robert had seen the aristocrats in their manners, but he had never heard of a family that provided food and clothing for their servants in this way. If he is not forced to read and count, then this kind of life, even if he becomes a god, he is not willing.

Although he escaped from Zhuangzi, he did not flee far, firstly, because he was unfamiliar with the place and did not dare to run around, and secondly, he still missed the food and clothing in Zhuangzi a little.

"Today seems to be the half-moon period, and I will eat braised veal again." Fast. Thinking of this, Robert's belly screamed more and more uncompromisingly.

However, he did not want to be cheeky to go back, so he tightened his belt, got up from the stone, and his stomach began to rumble again, and now he had to get some food to pad first.

Fast. Robert looked around, but there was no one in sight, only a courtyard in the distance. On the other side of the stream, there is a chicken coop with more than 40 tame guinea fowl striding around the yard.

Guinea fowl is delicious, as long as you avoid the eyes and ears of the chicken watcher, you can steal one...... He had also done petty theft before, so he was familiar with it, and he fell to the ground and crawled inch by inch into the chicken coop.

The prey has already been picked, and it is a guinea fowl, Fast. Robert licked his lips, he seemed to feel the same as today, and when his fingers touched the vines of the big melon, he forgot all the unhappiness in Yuzhang Villa.

Just then, the barking of dogs sounded.

"Little thief, dare to steal my chicken!"

The sound of anger also sounded at this time, and Fast. Robert jumped up and looked back, only to find a young man with a Flame Burst Tiger glaring at him.

I am confident that I will *********** hit the water for 3,000 miles in 200 years***********

Introduction to "New Yipin Xiuzhen" (end):

Or don't wear it! One Wear Addiction!

A work mistake by the four gods of Fengyun, thunder and lightning, the body of Shen Yueying, a fourteen-year-old girl, was destroyed, and what is even more excessive is that in order to prevent the king of Hades from discovering their work mistakes, these four irresponsible guys actually tricked Yueying into a place called the Amadeus continent to be reborn.

The magic weapon is a catty, the flying sword is in a box, as long as you have money, the elixir can also be wholesaled, Amadeus - just the first stop of the crossing! (To be continued......)