When they sat down again, both sides finally restrained a lot. Only Blom was still muttering and whining.

"Old Rees, the broken things are on my account." Diego said proudly. This immediately changed the individual's perception of him for the better. For them, who are quite good in the mercenary shop, so many tables, chairs, benches, cups, plates, saucers and spoons, they really have to be compensated, even if they are responsible for half of it, it is not too big or small, enough to make it hurt for a while.

Repay the peach, since people give face, you have to carry it yourself. After a while, the informed Harry? Bergard walked over with a glass of wine.

"Praise the Light! Am I Harry from Silver Boar? Bogard, I apologize to you for my partner's offense to you. The captain of the Silver Boar saluted humbly, and he looked as polite as a gentleman at the moment as the captain of the knights.

"Praise forever!" Diego quickly stood up and saluted back, then said magnanimously, "It's not a big deal, he's not offensive to us, and he's already paid for his recklessness." ”

He looked back at Masrae, "I'm sure my friend thinks so too. ”

"May Elune guide your way!" Masrae quickly stood up, bent down and saluted, "I believe he has learned his lesson. ”

Now that both sides were reconciled, the atmosphere soon became harmonious. At Diego's gracious invitation, Harry? Burgard also moved a chair to the table.

"Although you are also dressed as an arm, I can tell that you are not a mercenary." Burgard asked tactfully, "I wonder if I have the honor to know your intentions?" ”

"I'm looking for some manpower because I have a lot of trouble to deal with." Diego said with a deliberate irritation, looking like a farmer worried about the number of voles on the farm.

"I take the liberty of asking, where is your territory?" Bogard's eyes lit up and he asked.

"Mooncreek Town." Diego said honestly. He didn't intend to deceive these future subordinates, because when he arrived at the territory, he might not have waited until he arrived at the territory. The truth will be revealed. Such a method will only make these people resentful and detached.

"You're talking about trouble with the Brotherhood of Defia?" Bogard said with a heavy face, even they knew that these bandits had been making a lot of trouble lately, in fact. In recent times, the thriving mercenary business has actually been mostly due to the fact that the Brotherhood of Defia can get into trouble.

"It's just a rabble, and now the kingdom just doesn't have time to pay attention to them, and if you free up your hands, it's just a matter of raising your hands to level them." Diego said disdainfully. He didn't look worried, "Duke Berval has cleared the Red Ridge Mountains, and maybe his next target will be the Wild West." ”

This sentence is very informative. In fact, everyone knows that the mercenary's business cannot continue to flourish forever, because if the kingdom's political situation is restored and the mercenary is free to clean up the mess, at that time, the mercenaries will not have so much business to do. The long-term mercenary team must make their own long-term plans.

"What do you think of our silver boar? Absolutely loyal and reliable. And well-trained and disciplined. Bogard hurriedly recommended himself. Judging from the great effort of this lord just now, this trip is definitely a fat difference.

"But the Brotherhood of Defia is numerous, and they are full of eyes and ears, and their eyes are everywhere." Diego said deliberately. He didn't expect these mercenaries to drive out the Brotherhood of Defia, in fact, he planned to incorporate these people into the territorial escort team established after the settlement of the Brotherhood, and the most important thing is to be loyal and reliable, and the strength of combat effectiveness is secondary, of course. If you can play well, that's even better.

"As you said before, they are a rabble, I believe, in front of the Silver Boar. They are certainly not opponents. Bergard said confidently, the fact is also true, in skirmishes, the combat effectiveness of the silver boar is not inferior to that of the regular army.

"But I'm not trying to recruit a mercenary to solve the problem temporarily, what I need is to form a standing guard to protect the territory!" Diego refused. He knew he couldn't say yes right now. Because a mercenary team and a territorial escort team are very different, although it may still be the manpower, the former is a small group, and the members are responsible to their captain, while the latter, the members are loyal to his lord, and the captain is just an administrator appointed by him.

"In that case...... "Bergard muttered for a moment, lost in thought. To be honest, this small mercenary group has spent several years of his hard work, and it is obviously impossible to disband it when he says that it will be disbanded, but he also knows that most of the members of this team are about forty years old, and they can't fight for a few years, so what should they do when the time comes? If you can follow this lord, you may still die of old age in your bed. I just don't know how this lord is? After being driven out of the army, Bergard, though not desperate enough to think that all the nobles were wolf-hearted, did not think much better of these people.

"My lord, may I take the liberty of asking?" At this moment, in the corner of the table, Bart? Leibi's hesitant voice suddenly rang out. He's been holding back for a while. Now there's finally time to interject.

"Bart? Leibi?" Only then did Bergard notice him, frowning and asking, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm also working for my lord now, and my lord promised to heal my lame leg," Bart said with a smile, turning around and looking at his lord with a feverish look in his eyes, "Your Excellency, are you the adventurer who came back with Marshal Wendell?" ”

"Yes, I'm honored to be with one of you on one last journey." Diego proudly replied that it was the glory of his life and deserved to be told to anyone. "But it's not just me, Masrae has always been with us." He looked at the Night Elf next to him and said.

"And me." He came over with his head held high, but no one paid attention to him. Because Bart? Leiby and Harry? Bergard's mouth was already wide open, his face was incredulous, and they were almost looking up at Diego in the aura of a fellow saint. If it weren't for the last shred of sanity, maybe they would have pounced on the legendary great.

Diego was taken aback by the divine twist. He'd been working hard lately, and Masrae had been so busy with sweetness and sweetness that neither of them knew it yet: with Wendell becoming a saint, he and Masrae had already become legends, the Bards had sung about their deeds over and over again in the taverns, and even Guan Haifa had played an important role in the increasingly outrageous adaptations of the stories, much to the love of the children of Stormwind. So much so that in recent months, the sales of budgies in pet stores have increased dramatically, and they have all been named the same by their owners: Guan Haifa!

"I'm damned! Hunters, Night Elf companions, Gnoll minions, Yellow Panther pets, who else but Lord Asnar have these traits? Bergard wanted to smack himself a few times, he was suspicious of such a truly aristocratic man.

Almost instantly, he made a lucky decision that would affect the rest of his life.

He turned around and whispered to the two subordinates who were still drinking nonsense.

"Christopher, Edith, you two hurry up and meet Lord Asnar!"

The dwarf Addison was a little confused, he had just had a fight, how could he become a gang in a blink of an eye? (To be continued.) )