Chapter 112: Master

Deres wondered why he had suddenly become so popular.

In the morning, Desmond brought His Royal Highness Ferry to find him in person, and the three of them agreed on a time, and as soon as the two of them left on the front foot, Dridge came on the back foot.

Fortunately, there was no conflict in time, so he had time to take this guy out for tea.

Sitting in a tavern in Tonghuo Lane, the two sighed that it was rare not to meet on campus.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Dreas picked up his teacup.

"Can you please teach me how to get stronger?"

"Poofโ€”"

Tea worth two silver coins was sprayed on the table by him.

"Sorry for making you laugh." Dridge scratched his head, he knew it was a bit of a no-brainer to ask.

"No, nothing." Deres wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm just curious, Dridge, a top student in the business school, would ask me this kind of question, I always thought that your target was the future Chancellor of the Exchequer, but now you suddenly tell me that you want to become stronger...... Isn't it enough to be in charge of the wealth of the entire empire? โ€

"Money is one thing, fists are another." Dridge lamented, "I just feel like I'm a little too weak. โ€

"Save it, you guy." Deres shook his head helplessly.

"If you also call yourself weak, then Jialan can't find a few backbone guys, modesty is a virtue, but being too modest is contrived...... I don't know what you're stimulated by, but I probably know what you mean. In this way, I will take you to Seraf's arena tomorrow, where you may know what kind of 'power' you need. โ€

"Good!" Deridge agreed, but then asked, "Why not this afternoon?" โ€

"Heh......" Dres smiled, "I have a big deal to talk about in the afternoon." โ€

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In the afternoon, the same group of people were welcomed again on the outskirts of Night Town.

Entering Seraf's dungeon mode for the first time, Deres felt very new. He's only experienced Full Immersion once and that was in the arena. Unlike other people's step-by-step, this guy chose the dragon as soon as he went up, and as a result, he was sent out in one face, and there was no game experience at all, so now it is the first time in the true sense.

But then again, Deres was still wondering why this dragon, which was far less massive and ferocious than the one in the White Rock Mine, was so irritable......

In the illusion, everything was new, and Deres controlled his body and jumped, feeling like the outside world, and crouched down to caress the turf, the thin dark green leaves as hard as he knew them.

Coupled with the harsh sunlight and the slightly cold air......

Kansa area, what a nostalgic place.

The trip to the White Rock Mine was one of the turning points in his life, and it was truly an unforgettable trip.

If I could choose again, Deres would still go.

After all, if you think about it, if you don't go...... Wouldn't that be the loss of Martin's friend?

This kid is also very interesting, and lately he has been frantically spoiling himself in a flashy way, saying that a large number of characters will die in A Song of Frost and Fire......

Dreis was a complete joke about this, where did Martin know anything about "A Song of Frost and Fire", even Ed Stoke was going to be killed by the new king Joffrey......

Here Deres was immersed in memories and couldn't extricate himself, coupled with the movement he had just jumped up and down, he looked a little silly, and several of Fei Luo's subordinates couldn't help but shake their heads.

Their impression of mercenaries was already bad, and now it's even worse.

There may also be some kind of jealousy in this, after all, the person in front of him was specially hired by Philo - I heard that it cost money.

What are you kidding, at the invitation of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, there are still people talking to him about money? How could there be such a stupid person!

"Deresi-san." Philo smiled at him, "So...... I'll leave it to you next. โ€

Deres came back to his senses, he smiled, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

Except for Desmond and the Third Prince, everyone else had strong doubts and jealousy in their eyes.

These guys...... He sighed.

As for why they should follow a prince, the answer is obvious, everyone is investing in their future......

can be so unabashedly jealous and stingy...... This group of guys probably won't be able to get on the stage, let alone become Philo's henchmen, and the amount of phosgene is not enough to see, even if they pretend, they have to pretend to cooperate......

Forget it, whatever, they won't give me money.

Shaking his head and shaking off his distractions, Drรฉs said, "I'll go to the front first, you'd better stain your clothes with some dust and weeds, it's best to bring some injuries." โ€

After explaining, he didn't care about the response, and went to the town alone, and changed into a set of bloodstained tattered leather armor in less than two steps, looking embarrassed.

Seeing him leave, someone finally couldn't help but say:

"Does he really think of himself as the head of the regiment? Isn't it just a guide? โ€

"That's right, the head of the regiment should be His Highness!"

"Relying on my own adventure experience, what are you angry about?"

"Be quiet." The three princes stopped the argument.

"Do as he says."

Half an hour later, Dreis rushed out with a group of people, and everyone looked at it, including Simon Knight.

When the enemies saw each other, they couldn't help but get nervous.

But this time things were different, and instead of speaking ill of them, Mayor Simon showed gratitude and respect.

"Thank you to a few people for saving Night Town, if you don't dislike it, please come back to the town with me to recuperate for a while."

Everyone looked at each other, and this expression became suspicion of him in Simon's eyes, so his attitude became a little more sincere.

"I won't delay you for too long, I have prepared water and clean bandages in the town, and my servants are also preparing food, I hope I can have this honor."

Philo is worthy of being a prince, and his brain is spinning fast.

"It's okay, then I'll trouble Your Excellency."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Although the group was puzzled, they still remembered Deresi's entrustment, and acted like a wounded soldier, supporting each other to stand up.

This action also made them cherished by the guards.

Strange to say, they had a good fight with this group of people a day ago......

On the way back, Desmond elbowed Dres.

"How did you do that?"

"Didn't Philo say it, this mayor is a coward, so I said that just now a small group of demonic beasts rushed towards the town, and we happened to drive them away, and now someone is injured, I specially bought some water and clean bandages from him, and left as soon as he finished shopping, he couldn't sit still after listening to it."

"Why?"

"Are you really stupid or pretending?" Deres rolled his eyes, "'The Warcraft was driven away by us', 'We'll leave immediately', doesn't the string together mean that 'the Warcraft that has been injured and has a grudge is very likely to make a comeback'?" As long as the mayor isn't stupid, he's going to have to find a way to get us into town. โ€

Desmond was stunned.

"Cunning Derees." He said.

"You're such a nerd......

"By the way, I have to correct you for a mistake - to call him His Highness, His Highness Fellowo."

Deres pouted, "I don't swear allegiance to him. โ€

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After the group settled in the town, they were arranged in Simon's rather luxurious manor.

Although it was not as luxurious as the stables of the palace in the eyes of the three princes, it was indeed luxurious compared to the simple red tiles and white brick buildings around it.

Oh, and in addition to being timid, this is a guy who loves gold.

At dinner time, it can be seen that Mayor Simon has put a lot of effort into preparing as much fine food as possible, and making the servants dress as uniformly as possible, while he himself uses lame official words and erroneous dining etiquette to toast the crowd frequently.

Fellowo glanced at the group, and everyone in the group was trying to hold back a smile except for Derees, who was calm.

But in order to pretend to be mercenaries who have never seen the world, they still send praises from time to time, but the sarcasm in this is only heard by themselves.

After three rounds of drinking, Philo began to get closer to the point.

"Thanks to your hospitality, we still have a task to do, and we should not drink too much alcohol, after all, we have to get up early tomorrow to hurry."

"Huh? So rushed? That ......" Simon couldn't help but look at Deres, who was the real talker, Nunu.

Seeing this, Philo pondered for a moment and said, "In this way, we can fix it here for a few more days, and if there are any other troubles in the town, the mayor of the town is not polite, we can solve them together." โ€

He thought that saying this would logically lead to the so-called "commission", but he didn't expect Simon to simply refuse after hesitating for a moment.

"Night Town is peaceful and harmonious, except for the demonic beasts you encountered, there is nothing else!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly froze.

Simon felt several glances stabbing at him, and the soaring murderous aura made his legs go limp, and he almost slipped off his chair.

What kind of vicious people are these?

At this time, Deres suddenly broke the solemn air.

"Hey, hey, I think you're crazy, you can't do this if you want to get a good job, right?"

Taking advantage of Simon's bewilderment, he hurriedly explained with a smile: "To be honest, we noticed that there seemed to be other mercenaries in the town when we came in, you should entrust them with the so-called 'troublesome matter', right?" It stands to reason that since there are other teams to make a move, we shouldn't talk too much, but my group of friends are small-minded, but their hearts are high. โ€

Simon's expression slowed slightly.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay...... Indeed, it was indeed entrusted to someone else, and that's why it ......"

"I understand, I understand." Dreas said with a smile.

The dinner ended in a slightly awkward atmosphere.

In the dead of night, a dozen people quietly gathered in the backyard of the schoolyard, and Philo opened the portable soundproof barrier.

"What's going on today?"

"Also, why are you slandering us?"

"That's right, what does it mean to be small-minded?"

As soon as the barrier rises, all kinds of complaints come flooding in.

"I'm sorry, guys, if it weren't for my gag, I'm afraid this matter would have been ruined in your hands again." Deres took a sip of water and said lightly: "You haven't been to this place, but I've been here, so listen to me if you don't know." Although Kansa is a remote area, the mayor of the town also has an army under his command, and there will be standard weapons from above and below, although the appearance is cold, but at least there must be the sword flower emblem of the morning star. But this thing, did you find this equipment on the guards before? โ€

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

It is true that the guards were wearing armor and holding spears in their hands, whether it was yesterday or just now, but none of them cared if there was a sword flower insignia on it.

"That's not a standard weapon at all, is it?" Someone recalled something, "How many are clearly mixed with cuprite, with red forging patterns, can the Morning Star equip such a bird with such a sophisticated weapon wherever it doesn't?" โ€

"That's right, it's the first time I've seen a mix of lightweight chain mail and pleated skirts......"

"But what does it matter?" Someone asked.

"What's the matter?" Deres laughed angrily, "A town in a remote area, there is only one abandoned white rock mine nearby, where does the iron ore make equipment?" Think about the mercenaries you glimpsed from afar when you came in, how do you feel about them? โ€

"Weak?" Philo frowned.

"That's right, they're a little better than the farmer, with unrealistic dreams of adventure and the equipment they bought from their property. That's why they live in taverns, we live in manors, because we're strong. Think about it again, why did the mayor of the town insist on leaving us to defend against the monsters when there were mercenaries in the town? Because they are weak, we are strong.

"Well, now that we think about it, since we are much stronger than them, and the mayor knows about it, he can't let us deal with that wildflower, and he has to leave us to defend against the monsters. But at the same time, mercenaries who are weak but equipped to solve the so-called 'troubles' have to be recruited, and the mayor's men are wearing equipment of unknown origin......

"Well, connect yourself."

"You mean...... Mayor Simon borrowed that strange flower to plunder the mercenary's wealth? โ€

"Or else?" Deres asked rhetorically.

The few who had been arguing the most fiercely just now were speechless at this time, and Philo also nodded thoughtfully.

Things are far more complicated than he imagined.