"Canglan?"

Randall recognized the red-haired woman, and he came to the tavern alone, and at first the two mercenaries didn't notice him—

But when Randall took the initiative to say hello, the woman named "Canglan" smiled reluctantly, pulled a wooden chair from the side, and then ordered the tavern waiter to add another glass to their table.

Randall walked over.

The waiter handed a clean wooden wine glass to the round wine table, and Cang Lan lifted the wine jug and poured a glass of yellow ale with fine foam into the wine glass—

She didn't know that most of the nobles, except for some low-level nobles who were poor and wandering around the market, would not drink such a shoddy drink at all.

However, in the face of her enthusiasm, Randall did not sweep away, he raised his wine glass and drank it happily, and slapped his mouth a few times, causing the bearded man next to him to keep praising his boldness.

"Mr. Randall, what's the matter?"

The highest title of the Jeffrey family is only a viscount, and when it falls on Randall Jeffrey's head, there is naturally no title-

Therefore, Canglan naturally referred to him as "Mr. Randall", and she knew that this young gentleman was somehow equivalent to the lord of the town.

Most of her and her fellow mercenaries are from Malvey, the land of merchants and mercenaries, which is why she has the strange name "Canglan".

The quality and service attitude of the Marwe mercenaries have always had a good reputation.

She saw the two guards behind Randall, the young gentleman's arrival and the attitude he was showing so far, it was not like he had come to find fault-

Their "Red Feather Mercenary Regiment" has always been law-abiding, and there has never been a record of committing adultery in this town, so she quickly judged that Randall should have something else going on.

Maybe it's a delegated mission?

"There's a gang of bandits in the family business, would you like to come with me? Miss Canglan. ”

Putting down the wine glass, Randall said lightly, he stared at the woman's dark brown eyes, as if with a hint of majesty that belonged to the lord, and could not be refused-

Of course, Canglan did not refuse. In most cases, the mercenaries will never refuse the business sent to the door, not to mention that this business is so easy and happy-

She knows something about the local bandits in Nogo, most of them are a group of unemployed minions, and occasionally a few of them have stepped into the inauguration level, and they are almost the leaders of the bandit group.

Her strength has reached the high level of employment, and the bearded man beside her has the strength of the middle level of employment, and the strength of her companions in the "Red Feather Mercenary Group" is basically at the level of employment.

It's all too easy to deal with a group of bandits.

What's more, this is a time of idleness.

After a few words, the two sides quickly negotiated the price of the task, a fairly affordable amount, just two hundred reels—

Partly because of the Jeffrey family, Canglan was interested in befriending the young gentleman; On the other hand, the difficulty of the mission doesn't seem to be much different from a trip.

It's just a piece of cake.

"Do you want to go now? Mr. Randall. ”

She stood up, wrapped in a tight hunting suit, her fiery figure fluttering slightly, but Randall didn't show any urgency-

He only liked those gentle aristocratic ladies, such cheerful and unrestrained ladies as they had never been his goal.

"Not bad."

Randall's temperament was fierce, he had already taken his knight's sword with him, he had not taken off his dress and armor, and in his opinion, the operation was not worth such fanfare.

"Well, give me ten minutes."

Canglan's eyes fluttered, and a pair of amorous eyes glanced at Randall. In normal times, the mercenaries of the "Red Feather Mercenary Group" are all stationed in this tavern, and calling all the people is just a matter of one sentence-

These ten minutes were mainly used to prepare, to prepare weapons, equipment, and horses.

Malvey's mercenaries never ignore their enemies easily, and even if the opponent is just a bunch of worthless bandits, they will give it their all.

"I'll be waiting for you at the inn."

Randall finally dropped a sentence and simply got up and left—

The Ampton Mine is a short distance from the small town of Lorenz, and it takes him three hours to ride a lot, and he went to the post house to find some good horses.

Leaving the "Wolf and Whistle" tavern, the two guards followed Randall's footsteps closely, and soon disappeared from Canglan's sight.

……

A dull roar echoed through the forest.

In the darkness of the cave, just as Scott was about to slash at the thick neck of the giant brown bear with a single sword from a standard high position, the huge monster woke up.

Like other bear-like beasts, it doesn't have good eyesight, but the smell of humans is very different from other animals, and the moist black nose sniffed, the giant bear opened its eyes, and then, standing up—

It's the kind of standing on all fours, not a humanoid stance with the upper half of the height up, because the space inside the cave is not high enough.

Hibernation is just sleeping, but not being unconscious.

The big brown eyes of the clay bowl stared at the two hunters in front of them—the long sword and dagger that flickered in front of it like two tiny toothpicks.

"Da Da Da-"

Levin's teeth were chattering, and the brown bear was a little too big for its kind.

However, Scott, who had a tendon, had already slashed with a sword, and the huge bear's paw like a grinding disc swept away, and Scott, who was holding the long sword, instantly flew upside down.

Phew-

Syllable!

Scott was slapped directly into the wall by this powerful slap, and the rock wall of the cave rumbled and shook, and small stones and dust fell, and the giant bear was walking straight towards Scott - its steps did not seem to be very fast, but under such a huge size, each step was enough to step a long distance, and it quickly came to Scott's side, and once again raised the fleshy paws of the bear.

The five pointed claws on the top are like sharp blades.

"Fight."

Levine sees that the giant bear is ignoring him, and he is about to hurt Scott. He swung his dagger, his body speeding up suddenly—his position was behind the beast, and the dagger glowing with cold light in his hand was rushing towards the vital point of the giant bear.

Pink chrysanthemums.

The giant bear didn't look back, and raised his leg back at will.

Fortunately, Levine reacted in time, seeing that the fleshy and fat bear paws were about to make intimate contact with the face, and the whistling air scraped his cheeks painfully, he decisively rolled on the spot to dodge -

"Boss, help!"

Choked on a mouthful of ash, but he still cried out hoarsely.