Alfred suddenly remembered that the one who had defeated the crusaders he led before seemed to be a mercenary group with more women than men.

No way? How so? Could it be said?

He vigorously recalled it, only to realize that for the mercenary group, except for one of the female pyromancers who had ambushed one of them in the early stage, and then confronted a female spear and shield warrior, he himself had not had a direct contact with the members of the other party.

The one behind was dizzy by the other party's snipers, and everyone who saw the other party's appearance died, and the rest could only evacuate in embarrassment.

After the arrival of the frontal troops, Alfred was appointed commander of the northern defense line, and as a result, the line he arranged was like paper paste in front of the opposing mercenary team, and he was relieved of his position because of the heavy casualties among his men.

So after all, is it this mercenary group in front of you!

Alfred stared at the opposite side, and the only male on the opposite team who looked like the leader of the Blue Sword mercenary group also looked at him silently.

"Innsbruck defenders?" The other party asked.

"Viscount, Alfred. On the orders of the duke, they came to receive support and provide information and necessary assistance. Alfred said.

This guy's voice is a little familiar...... Medea suddenly felt that something was wrong, and by the way, it was another mind-reading past.

However, at this time, Alfred had already gathered his thoughts and began to think about the battle on the front.

After all, now that he is a subordinate viscount of the Duke of Innsbruck, and the fief is also within the principality, there is naturally no need to dwell on the grievances of the previous crusaders.

Therefore, Medea did not read anything, but knew that the war on the front line was urgent......

"The fighting on the front line is urgent." Alfred spoke, "Two Transcendent assault teams from the Wolf Family have invaded the southern border from the direction of Verona, and all of our posts there have been eliminated. ”

"How do you know if the intruder is two Transcendent Commandos?" Sheila asked.

"Because a large-scale army dispatch can't hide from everyone." Alfred looked at the young girl who was wearing a mask and listening to her voice, and said in a slightly mocking tone, "It is common sense that someone who has the ability to pull out the outpost without alarming us is either a well-trained transcendent assault team or a demigod." ”

Of course, it is impossible for a demigod to do such a chore, so it can only be a raider squad. Sheila didn't pay attention to his taunts, but continued to ask:

"How can you tell if it's two teams?"

"We have marked the time and location of the loss of contact with the frontline post on the map." Alfred said, "And then the line, calculating the speed and route of the other side, is the most likely of the two forces." ”

"I can't see you still have some brains." Medea scoffed.

"We're not mercenaries from the wilderness." Alfred spread his hands and sneered, and suddenly remembered what he had been defeated before, and his expression was slightly weird.

Noticing the strangeness that flashed on his face, Medea started to read her mind again, and immediately understood what was going on, this guy turned out to be the guy who planned to ambush herself in the original Crusader battle!

Her beautiful eyes rolled a few times, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and several plans had already popped up in her heart:

The guy in front of him doesn't know everyone's identity, so he can use this information to kill a fortune to avenge the last ambush against her.

"Isn't it clear how many people there are?" Sheila continues to learn the details.

"I don't know." "But I don't think it's much, maybe seven or eight." ”

"It's unrealistic to expect an army of ordinary people to deal with the transcendental, so we also pulled out a detachment of transcendentals, and the leader is me. How about one side of the road and you the other? I heard that your mercenary group is also mostly extraordinary, right? ”

While they were still talking, Medea secretly told Aske about the current situation and her next plans through psychic communication.

"Bet with him who will complete the mission first?" Aske was a little speechless, why did this girl think about pit people all day long, "Are you sure?" ”

"Don't forget that I can read minds." Medea said, "This guy named Alfred is half-truthful, but the average level of their team is weaker than ours, and they are quite reluctant to stand up to the invaders. ”

"If we divide the troops according to what he said, then because our team is stronger, there is a high probability that we will solve the enemy first. While he didn't know anything about it, he just set up a trap to force him to get in. ”

"There's also an element of uncertainty here." "What if we encounter a stronger enemy?" ”

"As long as you're not a demigod, can you be stronger than you, my leader?" Medea smiled slightly, "Don't you have that GM Nine Swords?" ”

"That's just as well." Asker had to admit that she was right. Based on Medea's mind-reading information, Alfred confirmed that the level of the invaders was generally around LV.

And he who has mastered the Nine Styles of the Stars is already a forced existence among his peers.

"Okay." He eventually agreed.

So Medea folded her arms and began to play with a sneer: "We're fine, but what if you don't get rid of that transcendental one?" ”

"I don't understand what you mean." Alfred said.

"It's simple." Medea said, "The mercenary assignment we received from the Weissbach family was to help Innsbruck defend the city, not to help your city defenders. ”

"In other words, if the army is divided into two ways, we succeed and you fail, and in the end Innsbruck falls. Then the Weissbach family will not blame us for the failure of the mission because it is you who actually made the mistake. ”

"Huh!" Alfred understood what she meant this time and sneered, "So you can't trust us, and you're afraid that we'll hold you back?" ”

"That's your understanding." Medea said coldly.

The transcendents behind Alfred immediately clamored in anger.

It's just that these guys in front of you are mercenaries, but most of them are female mercenaries, we don't think you're weak, but you're actually worried that we're dragging our feet?

For the anger of these transcendents, Medea was expressionless, her hands calmly caged in her sleeves, and she continued to skillfully manipulate the angry jade wang on the opposite side.

"Don't be ashamed." Alfred laughed angrily, "Then if you can't solve it, and we are blamed by the duke, then what can we say?" ”

"So." Medea spread her hands and said lazily, "We don't have faith in each other, do we?" Is it okay to forcibly divide the troops in this way? ”

"What does this lady mean?" The Duke of Innsbruck in the back stepped forward and said calmly, "Both intruders are left to you to deal with?" ”

"Of course, that's the safest thing to do." Medea said earnestly, immediately eliciting angry glares and boos from the transcendents, "But it seems that your subordinates have a lot of opinions about this. ”

"It's better than that." With some condescending contempt, Medea narrowed her eyes and looked at the transcendents opposite, "How about we make a bet?" It was witnessed by the Duke of Innsbruck. Whoever kills the transcendent in charge of himself first and returns with the precipitated transcendent traits will win the bet. ”

"How much do you want to bet?" Alfred suddenly felt an inexplicable wariness.

"1000 silver marks." Medea smiled and said, "Take 1,000 silver marks each and give it to the Duke, and the victor will come back and take all the money." ”

A large banknote of 1,000 silver marks, in exchange for an ordinary middle class, is to save half a lifetime of savings, but it is not a huge amount of money in the transcendent world. Like these transcendents under Alfred, the monthly salary is generally around 5-10 silver marks, and each person can also gamble on a year-end bonus.

However, when the gamble is presented directly, the meaning of the trap seems to be somewhat obvious. The transcendents looked at each other, and this ...... This is not the same as winning the annual prize and doubling the annual prize, and losing the whole year for nothing!

"Why, don't you dare?" Medea scoffed, "It's okay if you don't want to. It's just that if you don't even have the slightest confidence in winning this bet, then I have to doubt your true strength. Your Excellency, the two transcendents who invaded your territory should be dealt with by our mercenary group. ”

Not good! Alfred chuckled in his heart.

Of course, he knew very well that this woman was agitating, but he knew better that His Excellency the Duke was a cheeky man. The woman on the other side ridiculed in public, but they didn't dare to respond as the duke's subordinates, this duke must be unhappy.

Medea met the duke's gaze, and her psychic ability secretly activated the implantation idea!

"Hahahaha." Completely unaware of the fact that he had been interfered with, the Duke laughed gently, "Alfred, since they said so, are you confident that you can lead the team to win this gamble?" ”

Although his smile was kind and his tone was like an inquiry, the meaning in his eyes was obvious. For the Duke, not a single extra penny of money can motivate his men to fight desperately, and he certainly knows his attitude towards this.

Alfred burst into tears in his heart, this ...... Can I say half a word?