Chapter 325: Battle Within Specifications (2/14)

"What's the name of the chief guard?"

"I don't know, when I was selected into the Guards Legion, the chief of the guard was already the chief of the guard, anyway, the chief of the guard has been shouting, what is the specific name, you may have to ask other officers to know."

"I heard that the chief of the guard followed His Majesty to Hinterland to fight the trolls?"

"Maybe, I don't know, the other legions don't know, our Guards Legion can be an officer, and they must all have the ability. You are later, I don't know, the batches in front of us were drilled miserably, but the captain of the guard can fight three ruthless characters at a time! ”

"And then I cracked my tail vertebrae, haha."

"Poof, hahaha......"

"Uh-huh!"

"Chief Guard!"

"Chief Guard!"

Without waiting for the recovery scroll, he unexpectedly bought a healing potion, two bottles of red belly, and the chief guard felt that not only the bone crack was cured, but even the problem of dry stool was cured.

The comfort of the body made the chief of the guard, who had not patrolled the night for a long time, very interested, and went to the camp to sneak around, but he was embarrassed to hear his subordinates chewing on the root of their tongues.

Although the black commander behind him is the only way to get closer to his colleagues, and the chief of the guard who has risen step by step from the private knows it, but when the object of his subordinates chewing the root of their tongue is himself, he is really still very unhappy.

"In the middle of the night, it's good to chat to prevent sleepiness, but I see that you guys are chatting so happily that I didn't even notice it when I touched my side, which is a dereliction of duty."

"I'm sorry, Chief Guard."

"I'm sorry, Chief Guard."

"You know, although we have established a preliminary friendship with the Black Iron Dwarves here, it is not only us here, but there are other people who work for the Thor Silver Brotherhood, be careful."

"Yes!"

"Yes, Chief Guard!"

After a small lesson, the guards left satisfied.

The Seryin Outpost is built on a flat platform above a cliff, and the usable area is much larger than what can be seen below the cliff. Because of his injury, the Black Iron Dwarf gave the chief of the guard a room, and now that the injury is healed, it is better to go back to the tent area of his brother and partner.

Not only because it is safer, but also because it is an inevitable choice to control subordinates.

The chief guard has probed how many black iron dwarves there are at the Seyin Sentry, but he can't find out, because there is a huge underground space hidden under the main tower, and too much exploration will cause the host's disgust. But how many mercenary employees were attracted by the lucrative remuneration of the Thor Silver Brotherhood, the chief of the guard had a rough idea.

These people account for at most one-third of the number of mercenaries.

You are not afraid of anyone, but you must not be defenseless.

It was a potion merchant who came to the Silver Outpost to trade rare materials with the Brotherhood of Thursilver to sell a healing potion that freed him from his injuries a week early. In the hellish place of Scorching Canyon, money may not be able to buy things, and if others are willing to sell you favors, you always have to give you a return or two. So, the chief of the guard promised to guard the goods for the potion merchant for one night for free.

When you're away from home, it's a luxury to get a good night's sleep, especially as a trader, there will never be a shortage of people who want to make money and kill people. But because he was a human, or rather the military style of the chief of the guard, he touched the potion merchant, and he rarely accepted the kindness of his kind.

This is the sadness that comes from the chaotic order, and to accept good intentions, you also need to take risks and pay the price.

"Hey man, did you sleep?"

As the chief guard asked outside the curtain of the Apothecary's tent with his supper, he heard the sound of a sharp blade unsheathed.

It seems that this apothecary merchant is not a guy who uses knives a lot, and he can't even do the job of oiling the scabbard.

After waiting for a moment and no one responded, the chief guard continued, "I heard that you haven't eaten dinner yet, so you got some spicy spider feet, which is just right for a supper, and eat some together?" ”

"Come in."

After a few more moments of thought, the apothecary lit the candle and invited the chief guard in.

"Relax, friend, I just want to repay you for your help, knowing that the damn pain has been bothering me for a long time."

"It's just a sale, ten gold coins, and I make a lot of money."

"Ha, I'm not a fool and I'm not a fool, if I'm in ...... When Stormwind is still around, hearing this price will definitely slap you in the face. But in this hellish place, at this time, you are the price of conscience, I admit your affection. ”

The apothecary merchant was silent.

"Hey, we're a reputable regular mercenary group, not some kind of murderous black-hearted goods, don't stare at me like that, weird. Not poisonous. ”

The chief guard picked a spicy spider foot in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

I have to say that the magical creature of the molten spider looks strange and scary, but the taste is unexpectedly good. Juvenile molten spiders, first use high fire to bake their fire-resistant leg shells red, and then dip them in water, repeat them several times, the chitin shells will break, revealing slender muscle fibers wrapped in mucus, sprinkle seasonings and bake over low heat, the layer of mucus is dried and crispy, and a delicious spicy spider leg is made.

In addition to the fact that trace amounts of fire can dry out your stools, this dish is really a rare accompaniment to alcohol.

It's a pity that there is no alcohol here.

After the chief of the guard had eliminated a spicy spider leg by himself, the apothecary merchant reluctantly let down his guard, took his right hand out from behind him, picked a spicy spider leg with the least amount of spice from the plate, and tasted it in small bites.

"It's hard to imagine, it tastes unexpectedly good."

The potion merchant couldn't help but comment.

"Haha, yes. At first, I was curious about how these Black Iron Dwarves survived in such a place where birds don't. However, after staying for a long time, I realized that there were far more creatures in this place than I imagined. Some of the things that look scary and don't smell good are surprisingly delicious. ”

The chief guard smiled and talked eloquently.

"Like this?"

The Apothecary merchant asked.

"This is a good look. What fire-breathing dragon liver, what scorpion offal soup, what charcoal-grilled pit worms...... Heck, it's good that you didn't hear the last one. ”

Listening to the retching sound of the chief guard, the apothecary merchant put back on his plate a third of the food he had eaten.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but that time, we were blocked in a pit by a group of black iron dwarves in a big melting pot, and before the reinforcements arrived, we ran out of ammunition and food for two days and two nights, and we couldn't eat it."

The chief guard seemed to be unsatisfied, and his pained expression amused the apothecary.

"By the way, you said that you are a regular mercenary group, so I want to hire you."

"Oh, I'm afraid this won't work, we signed a contract with the Morgan consortium."

"No, no, it's not a mercenary group of yours, what I need is a guide."

"Aha?"

"Sea of Ashes, I need a guide to take me to the Sea of Ashes. The price is negotiable. ”

"Girl, life is beautiful, what can't you think of?"

"You!"

The Potion Merchant suddenly pulled out the short knife hidden behind his back.

"Relax, you're not very clever in disguise. Originally, it was understandable to accept your favor and help you a little. But the place of the Sea of Ashes, as you know from the name, is more dangerous than the land of quicksand, which is beyond my bottom line. ”

The chief guard clapped his hands and stood up.

"Direction, we are a regular mercenary group, you can sleep in peace. Good bye. ”

Ignoring the dangling knife, the chief guard turned to leave. (To be continued.) )