Mercenary Society.

The current president, Geoffrey Andercalf, is also a nobleman, and they are the administrators of the city of Anjou. But later, one of his adventurous ancestors ventured to sell his family property in order to raise funds, and even sold the position of city lord, and they lost their nobility.

However, blessings and misfortunes always depend on each other, and since then there has been less Archduke of Anjou on the plain of herding horses, but there is more Lady Anderka, who is rich in sword saints.

Until the family passed on to Jeffrey's generation, Lady Andercar produced a Juggernaut almost every hundred years, leading an adventuring party to make a name for herself in the plains of the horses, becoming a hero often praised by bards.

That's why they've been running the Mercenary Guild.

But for President Geoffrey, life has been like going from heaven to hell ever since he was dragged back from the adventure party by his father, an old, hot-tempered realm swordsman, and thrust into this position.

He prefers to gallop in the wilderness and shed blood on the battlefield rather than having a headache at the moment.

In a place where there are so many mages and where mages are bigger than everything, running a mercenary guild is as difficult as selling firewood in the tropics.

In those years, swordsmen and samurai would rather follow a mage and become his human shield, rather than join a mercenary group to go out to practice, and even learned to dig people back. After all, the rich people in the magic master are generous one by one, which has created the impression that the mage group is stupid and comfortable for many days, so the upper combat power of the Fa Lan City has basically become the guard of the mage and the nobles, and after screening layer by layer, they left the crooked melon and cracked dates to stay in the mercenary group, it is this group of people who pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers, but they are doing the work that is not treated well, and over time, the mentality is gradually distorted.

Mu Yan said that Jialan Academy is a quagmire, but why not the whole Jialan......

The swordsmen, who were supposed to advocate bravery and arrogant, had to get by, had no motivation, and only considered making a fortune from other adventurers when they couldn't go on, and these old fritters, or old bastards, became a thorn in Jeffrey's heart.

They are like mud that can clog up the water that would otherwise be a clear spring, and even make it filthy.

Every August, it is the graduation day of all colleges outside Jialan College (in order to stagger the enrollment season with Jialan), and it is also the peak season for the recruitment of association personnel.

At this time, fresh faces poured into the mixed mercenary market one after another, and this group of newcomers full of vitality and romantic adventure also became the hope of saving the mercenary association in Jeffrey's eyes.

But, without a doubt, this is a group of recruit eggs. Years of adventure taught Jeffrey that the newcomers who signed up at this time of year — the newcomers he saw as hopeful — would come back up to a fifth after their first adventure. Only a small fraction of them died from the beasts, and more than half died from greedy companions, or rivals, the aforementioned thorn.

But how do you tell them that?

This is an environment, it is natural selection, survival of the fittest, no matter what the purpose, he can't intervene, and he can't intervene, this touches the interests of many parties, just what he knows, countless big mercenary groups are doing such things, and there are even collusions with the local gentry - just like Night Town.

Mercenaries are like vigorous leeks that want to be cut by everyone, and they themselves are no exception.

What's more, countless bards and stories about mercenaries are preaching a truth: practice is more important than everything, the church and creed of mother-in-law and mother-in-law are not the work of masters, and those experienced mercenaries are also better at educating hairy boys with personal experience, even if the newcomers in their own team will not take care of them for no reason.

Because they face life and death all year round, changing teammates is more diligent than changing clothes, so in order to protect themselves, mercenaries first learn to be indifferent. No one wants to put a lot of effort into teaching a rookie. Even Deres only figured out the routine after hitting a few walls in Eugene's team, and learned a lot from behind the ass of the old blind Duke, not to mention those who were not as good as him......

Just as Jeffrey was struggling with this, he suddenly heard about Seraf.

He suddenly had an idea, and he hurriedly recalled his son from Jialan Academy.

That is, Eliel, who goes by the pseudonym "Grand Duke of Anjou".

Speaking of which, the name Elliel comes from Jeffrey's dad. When his grandson was tested for his magical talent, the old man was so happy that he asked people to give him an elf-style name: Elliel, to ensure that his magical talent was as extraordinary as that of an elf.

Indeed, Elliel's strict upbringing and extraordinary talent have given him the strength to far surpass his peers, and at the request of his father and grandfather, Elliel has lived in the wilderness for a long time since he was 11 years old, participating in mercenary hunting, and has been moving towards a battle mage since he was a child.

It stands to reason that such an excellent genius mage should also be well-known in Falan City, but in fact, not many people know him.

Who made him meet the even more beneficious genius Lucien......

Errel inherited the stubborn character of his grandfather and father, and it was always unpleasant for him to be overpowered by Lucien, so he did not apply for graduation even if he reached the level of purple robe.

He was looking forward to an opportunity, an opportunity to end his student years in the same glory as Lucien, rather than fleeing as a loser.

Until Seraf showed up, he thought he had waited.

And yet—

Everyone knows the story later, he was first stolen by Roy, and then pressed to the ground again by Lucien, who returned to school...... It's also quite miserable.

But fortunately, Eliel has come over so many years of miserable days, and he has already cultivated a big heart. He cared more about whether he could help his father pull the thread of Seraf than about this.

……

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In the conference room of the Mercenary Guild, the smell of low-quality tobacco hung over the sky.

Eliel also didn't understand why the few regimental commanders who could be invited over couldn't afford to smoke good cigarettes, so why they were still addicted to that cheap tobacco leaf.

The one-eyed dragon spat out the circles under his eyes and looked at Eliel a few times: "What do you mean by your old son gathering us together and not showing up yourself?" There's explosives buried under this house? Or are there dozens of military crossbows prepared outside? Ready to serve us up? ”

"You're talking nonsense again, old Jamie can use so much trouble against us, his sword the size of a door panel is wheeled, and chopping the people present into ham is not enough for him to turn twice." The bald head with a meaty face sneered: "Or are your eggs retracted into your stomach, so afraid?" ”

The one-eyed dragon snorted, "What if he flashed his waist in bed last night, or was hollowed out?" ”

"Hahaha......"

"Makes sense, makes sense......"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Quiet."

Eliel couldn't bear this group of elders talking nonsense like this, even though he knew that they were in this nature, the language was still more vulgar than the other.

"I invite you here this time to discuss something. About the application to Jialan Academy to use Seraf. He explained: "I have convinced my father that if you agree to join, we can apply to the hospital in the name of the association. ”

"Seraf? What bird thing? ”

"I heard that it's a toy made out of the academy, a dark room that can hold a lot of people." A red-haired Scarface smiled: "Do you remember the open-air party at the Perez family, I'm afraid it's that thing, young people nowadays are more and more able to play." ”

The open-air party at the Perez family refers to a sex scandal in which a certain cousin in Barry took a group of nobles and prostitutes to an unobtrusive convention because he drank too much poppy milk with aphrodisiacs, and even two frail aristocrats **** on the spot.

Although this news is blocked, how can it be hidden from the gossip mercenaries? The group found the liquor buyer who provided the manor for the day, and the handyman who was responsible for taking care of the scene, and put together the whole thing, and made the bard under his command add literary renderings to make it an open secret.

As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of men's laughter.

Eliel was furious and slapped the table, and the sturdy long table was instantly enveloped in flames, but fortunately, the regimental commanders sitting on both sides were more skilled than the other, and they scattered flexibly to dodge.

They rarely saw Eliel, let alone get angry, everyone knew that the Jeffrey kid was a mage, but no one knew that he was so powerful.

After all, this is a mage......

"Shut your mouths now, and whoever dares to intervene next will get out of here!" Eliel shouted.

Sure enough, this trick was very effective, and several of the regiment leaders who were originally smiling sat back honestly.

Eliel breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly thought that his father was really right: don't give those old dogs a good look, you have to beat and scold them to work.

He then cleared his throat and recounted Seraf's facilities.

At first, everyone listened to this as a joke, but as they got deeper, the more incredible they became, and they gradually became skeptical.

As Eliel finished, the room fell silent.

"That sounds ...... Less credible than the open-air party at the Perez family. Someone said something, but Eliel glared at him and immediately stopped.

The one-eyed dragon glared at Eliel with the only one eye left, "Boy, can you get a few of us in and try it?" Lao Tzu doesn't believe that there is such a magical thing in the world, we have gained the experience of putting our heads in the crotch of our pants and working hard for half a lifetime, and others can get it without shedding a drop of blood, lying in it and dreaming? Is that kid named Mu Yan a god? Even the gods aren't so unfair, are they? ”

Elliel had expected this to be asked, and snapped his fingers lightly.

"I brought someone with me. You may know him. ”

The door was pushed open, and Dres walked in with a calm face.

"Yo, isn't this Eugene's precious son?" Someone quipped.

"Eugene? Didn't Eugene go back to Fairwood to farm, and he wasn't married yet......"

Someone next to him immediately explained: Deres was the fastest improving in the batch of "tender melons" a few years ago, plus he was born in the Jialan scout department, and his knowledge, courage, and double business were all a lot ahead of his peers, so he quickly received olive branches from major teams.

But this kid stayed in his team most of the time because he was grateful for Eugene's appreciation, and he spent a lot of time in the academy every year, and only appeared at a few times, otherwise he would have been recruited by these Grand Master long ago. Because of this, some people joked that he was Eugene's illegitimate son.

After all, a scout with a clear mind and excellent means is like a mage's perception to the team, and the war eagle on the hunter's shoulder is self-evident in the team.

Dreis glanced at the people in front of him, he knew every face, but it felt a little subtle now.

Half a year ago, he was still thinking about which team to join after graduation, but now, after so many things, his mentality has changed.

At least, these people are not as tall as they used to be in his eyes.

Or rather, he stood taller.

"Ladies and gentlemen." He stood beside Eliel, bowing slightly. "I have listened to what you have just said, and your worries are unnecessary.

"Seraf's experience can't be compared to actual combat experience, but at least it's real, not child's play. It can make an ordinary person who is afraid of battle muster the courage to bite its throat after being torn apart by a bobcat for a month in a row, then it can naturally also make a recruit no longer vomit after killing someone...... I guess you guys understand what that means, right? ”

The crowd fell into deep thought.

Deres knew that they would make an informed decision.