At three o'clock in the afternoon, Aunt Susan returned, along with five of her helpers.

The person who came was the silver-level mercenary group of Viren City, the White Scythes. When Aunt Susan took the five of them to the warm fireplace, everyone felt a light in their eyes.

"Friends at the inn, stop for a moment, everyone come here." Aunt Susan clapped her palms and summoned the crowd over, but of course the tinkerers continued their work.

Aunt Susan stretched out her hand to a middle-aged man wearing a wide-brimmed hood and introduced, "This is Wendiel Sacco, the leader of the White Scythe Mercenary Regiment, my friend for many years. ”

Wendier gracefully took off her hood and greeted everyone: "Hello everyone, please advise me for the first time - oh, there is an old acquaintance." ”

"Wendill!" Uncle Rodman stepped forward, reached out and hugged Wendill, and gave a bear hug in a man's way.

"Oh, haha, you're still so strong, Rodman." Wendill, dressed in white and wearing a short cloak over her shoulders, was warmly hugged by Uncle Rodman.

"You're still that skinny—but stronger." Rodman let go of Wendir and said.

Wendir tilted her head and said, "No way, mercenary, you know." ”

The two looked at each other tacitly and smiled, and there were endless words on their smiling faces.

Aunt Susan said, "Alright, Wendill, introduce your team members, let's get to know each other." ”

"Okay," Wendir said as he stepped aside and started from the right, "this is the chief combat force of our regiment, the 'Silver Weasel' - Arashikage. ”

Arashikage was a taciturn assassin with two chain-chain scimitars stuck in his back and a white mask, and he bowed to the group with his hands folded, and they quickly returned the salute.

Then Wendier introduced the second person: "This is the sabotage responsibility of our regiment, the 'death sickle' - Dyson." ”

Dyson's weapon was a giant scythe, which seemed longer than his height of 1.9 meters, and only his tower-like body could wield the giant death scythe.

Dyson saluted the group, but the huge scythe he was holding hit the lampstand hanging from the ceiling, startling everyone.

After a commotion, Wendier continued to introduce the two on the left: "This is our group pet, my right-hand man, 'Stoat' Shirley. ”

Shirley is a handsome woman wearing a forehead strap and a ponytail, armed with a sleeveless jumpsuit, the hem of which reaches only to her thighs, revealing her long, strong and well-shaped legs, and her weapons are two daggers and several throwing knives stuck in either side of her body.

Despite her experience in battle, her eyes still looked bright and clear, and she raised her hand to greet everyone with a smile. Rein could be sure that he saw that Benji's eyes had been peeking at Shirley's peaks and peaks even though he was tightly restrained, and that the innocent Jack was looking like a nerd, and his face was unconsciously red.

The last person, Wendir introduced, "The last one is our regiment's 'mouth cannon', Sauron—the introduction is complete." ”

About 1.72 meters tall, the yellow-haired Sauron, who had been holding his head and smiling, disagreed: "Hey! Commander, how can you be like this, I also have a very loud nickname, okay, my name is "Ai Weasel", also known as "Ai Hu"! No matter how I rank, I can be regarded as the top five super combat power of our regiment, you can't introduce me in such a perfunctory way. ”

Wendiel spread her hands helplessly.

Sherry Sherry reached out and slapped Sauron and said, "Shut up, if you don't make a sound, people won't know you're a mouth cannon." ”

Sauron was about to say something, but Shirley reached out and covered his mouth.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

The leader of the White Scythe, Wendier, is a magician, and the magic wand is pinned to his left waist, and he is the brain and commander of the entire mercenary group.