This truth is not only understood by nobles, but also among mercenaries, it is also a common practice-

Mercenaries usually receive a lot of money for their missions, and they never owe themselves money.

Far south of Talen, in the Ampton mines in the Nogo Mountains, the wolf bandits are in full swing these days—

Under the personal guidance of the bandit leader Gross, the young men sweated like rain in the cold winter wind one by one, and from time to time they could hear the sound of shouting and the movement of the sword wind breaking through the air.

In addition to practice, several incumbents led by Gross have spent a lot of extra time hunting in the mountains these days, and under the high-intensity exercise, meat is indispensable, and the only way for bandits to obtain a large amount of meat nearby is through this way-

Winter is pervasive under the dense canopy of trees that resemble huge umbrella covers, and although most of the tall trees have lost their leaves this season, the sunlight is thin under the dense staggered branches, and the golden light is intertwined with the fog in the mountain forest, which looks hazy like an ink painting.

The boots stepped on the ground, the dark brown humus layer was covered with fluffy dead leaves, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of insect activity could hardly be heard—

The cold froze the former vitality of this land, and if you look at it, you can still see white lines on a few ridges in the distance.

It was the snow on the top of the mountain.

The sky was overcast, and until the end of December in the winter, there was still no snow in the Ampton mines in the Nogo Mountains, and only the dark clouds that made people feel extremely oppressive were still in front of them, and the pavement was about to come—

Gross walked among the trees, the shadow of the canopy obscuring his face, and suddenly, with a nimble leap.

His footsteps brought out a series of splashes of yellow, blackened leaves, and he ran through the forest—and in front of him, a frightened gray-haired hare was running wildly.

A hand reached over, and with an instant toppling of his upper body, Gross grabbed the rabbit's long, fluffy tubular ears, and he bent two fingers, knocked heavily on the rabbit's head with a loud shudder, and then roughly threw the cute little creature that had passed out into his back pocket.

This is his first takeaway of the day.

In fact, as their daily hunting activities progressed, they already had to run farther and farther away to catch larger beasts.

This area in the mountains and forests was more than an hour's walk from the Ampton mines, and they had already arrived here after getting up early to finish their daily martial arts practice, and half a morning had passed.

A group of six people.

In addition to the five inaugurants, there is also Ron, who has reached the peak of the first order of civilians, he is a young man who has always been obedient to the words of the bandit leader Gross-

"Leaders are always accustomed to cultivating henchmen", and this convention is equally common in this world.

Therefore, at present, Gloucester brought this ordinary young man in all aspects with him, on the one hand, to get together the hunting man, and on the other hand, to let him have more knowledge of martial arts.

They continued to march towards the depths of the forest, and as the light in their field of vision gradually dimmed, perhaps the place where they were located was no longer appropriate to call it a mountain forest.

Although it is only winter when everything is dying, the lush vegetation is closer to a pristine ecological forest.

In the game, a forest like this is almost out of the confines of the beginner's area. If Gross and his companions were still the same civilian strength as before, they would never have set foot in this area-

The shadows of the trees overlapped in front of him in the sunlight, swaying slightly with the wind.

A cave.

A smile had already appeared on Gross's face, and in his unique vision, he had spotted a small yellow dot that had landed right inside the cave, and he guessed that there might be a hibernating bear living there.

An unusual bear should belong to a magical beast.

His current level is LV21, and this beast is almost exactly the same level as him - he stopped, then glanced back.

The bearded face looked up slightly.

"Boss, have you found anything?"

Scott and Ron asked in unison, and they noticed that the bandit leader's eyes were looking at a cave not far away—

The cave was pitch black, and nothing was to be seen.

"There's something in there."

Gross said, but he didn't take a step—

At this stage, he knows very well what kind of years the future will be, so he has a special mind and plans to let his companions grow up rapidly one by one.

Discord, in a way, isn't a lone ranger game. In the game, even the strongest players must rely on a certain organization, which can be a force belonging to the aborigines, or a guild composed of many players-

Although the early lone ranger was very free and comfortable, but later, with the gradual opening of the game content, such as the territory mode, etc., it was completely cut off from this type of player.

Coming into this world, Gross doesn't intend to repeat the gameplay of his previous life -

In terms of combat, he has already won all the honors that belong to individual players, and he has no regrets for a long time.

Of course, he also lost a lot of enthusiasm at the same time. Therefore, after a long solo career, the player character who was famous on the server finally chose to join the strongest player guild.

He seems to have found some new gaming pleasure again.

The current situation, in contrast, is like putting him in the position of a guild manager, but the scale of time is reversed to the beginning of the game-

In this regard, Gross, who still has some player psychology, is quite novel and enthusiastic.

At the beginning, there was only a group of bandits under him, and Shenma had to rely on himself......

There seemed to be a hint of lewdness and malice in his smile.

"I think there's probably a sleeping bear in this cave. Do you want to go in and have a look? ”

Gross said lightly.

Although he didn't use a commanding tone, his eyes began to glance at Scott and Levin's faces, and Miss Ladia, who was eager to try, was deliberately ignored by him-

In the narrow terrain inside the cave, the mage class is really not suitable for facing a powerful bear-like monster.

What's more, this Miss Klein's current level is only LV13. Although Gross is not clear about her character panel attributes, according to the estimation in the game, the little mage at this level is only a matter of two slaps in the face of a magical beast like a bear that is good at strength.

He knew how to be a little merciful, so he entrusted the errand to the thick-skinned Scott, and Levin, as an Assassin, had no big problem saving his life.

The cultivation of martial arts, after all, is still the greatest improvement in actual combat.

After lingering on their gaze for a few seconds, Scott and Levine glanced at each other before taking a step.