Chapter 168: Mass Invitations

I can't help but be indignant at the vice president of the Genesis Empire Guild, a small mercenary group, let alone the guild leader, even if it is the leader of a large mercenary group, it is the same thing whether the leader of a large mercenary group will take care of you. And the boring mercenary group, which doesn't know the height of the sky, actually used the most ordinary invitation letter to invite the president of the most powerful of the five guilds, the creation empire guild.

Moreover, there is no honorific title, moreover, it is still sent in groups, and the most important thing is that it is the guild president who is invited, and even the vice presidents of the five major guilds are all princes, and they are not qualified to participate! How can this keep the vice president from being annoyed?

"Interesting." On the ornate chair of the carved jade, the president seemed to be quite interested.

The vice president was silent for a moment, even if he was the vice president of the Creation Empire, under the two of them, above ten thousand, there was only one standing in front of the president, he knew very well that he could have today because he was still useful, not because the president trusted him and valued him. As for the other person above him, that is, the king of the mercenary empire, His Majesty Calvin, for this almost hollowed out earth emperor, the vice president is very disdainful, but he is extremely puzzled, why the president has always been strong against public opinion, even if it is the enemy of the other four major guilds, he does not hesitate to maintain and support it.

"What do you mean?" Kai bowed down respectfully, even if he was the vice president, he would never be able to guess the president's thoughts.

"Go, of course. The courage of the newborn calf is worth encouraging, not to mention, this bonfire dinner may have unexpected surprises. ”

"Yes, the subordinates will arrange it."

"No need." Dalaran stood up from his ornate chair, and Kai immediately stepped aside respectfully. Dalaran looked at Kai with satisfaction, nodded and said, "My old bone hasn't moved for a long time, and it's just walking around, and it's also grounded." ”

"Yes, I will grow." Kay saluted respectfully.

Yes, Lord Elder, within the five guilds, you can not know who your majesty is today, but no one will not know the names of the five guild presidents, they are the guardians of the mercenary empire, god-like existence. And the president, these two most common titles in the mercenary empire, are the most revered titles for these five guardian gods within the guild, even if they are hostile unions.

That night, in the boring station, in the center of the training ground, a tall pine pile was erected, the blazing bonfire was burning, the surrounding snow was illuminated, and the oil seeping out of the pine wood was not dripping into the flames, and the stinging sound turned into a high flame, and the refreshing fragrance of pine oil permeated the station.

There was no one to guard it, the north and south sides were still collapsed gates, and even the nearby gravel had not been sorted out, still retaining the appearance of Sophie when she first stepped into the land, but the seemingly messy gravel was cleaned up cleanly, apparently by someone who had cleaned it very carefully. The shops have been renovated, and the surrounding area is full of stakes, and the rudiments of the towering buildings have emerged, and the interior of the earthen castle is full of vitality compared to the old earthen city walls.

Sophie sat on the ground with her back to the south gate, while Ken, who was standing across from him, used dazzling knife techniques to cut the meat of the monster into even large pieces, threaded it with an iron skewer, greased it, and roasted it on the bonfire.

"The boring mercenary group is so pompous, we didn't even have a person to greet when we came here." Outside the south gate, there was a strange sound of yin and yang, full of provocation.

"Sophie won't be the only one entertaining us, will she? Is it really the president's invitation? Someone was surprised.

"Isn't there a cook?" There are even people who joke.

Outside the south gate, it was becoming more and more lively, and it was obvious that more and more people were coming, but no one was the first to walk in. Anyway, they are all characters with identity and face, and they don't even have anyone to greet them, which really makes them unable to get off the stage, at least that's what they think. In the eyes of these people, a small mercenary group, even if the head of the regiment personally greets them, they can come to give enough face, according to their guesses, it should be a boring mercenary group lined up, including those invincible Templars, welcome in the middle of the road!

However, no, not to mention that the president personally greeted him, not even a little brother, and the boring station was not so much a city gate as a collapsed gate, as if a ruthless mouth was silently laughing at them.

From the south gate, you can clearly see Sophie sitting there. In the battle a few days ago, it can be said that the boring mercenary group has earned enough eyeballs, even people who don't know Sophie can describe Sophie's appearance in detail. What's more, the person who carries the shield with the emblem of the bored mercenary group is the only one in the entire mercenary empire, and there is no other semicolon.

It's just that this master, but there is no trace of the intention of getting up to greet him, because some people have been shouting for a long time with a yin and yang weird voice, of course, the shouting words are naturally full of provocation and ridicule, Sophie can't not hear it, but on the contrary, she just sat there calmly, and didn't even look back, the slender but because of the knight's armor and people feel the mighty back, I don't know why, let those provocative voices, unconsciously suppressed, there is actually a kind of heart weakness, this is absolutely unscientific!

Half an hour has passed since the appointed time, and the boredom station has been filled with the aroma of barbecue, even at the south gate, it is mouth-watering. But Sophie sat there with her back to the crowd, motionless, as if she didn't know that someone was outside. And the people outside the city, many of the presidents had the intention of enveloping, and originally planned to lower their posture and leave Sophie with an approachable impression, but under the gaze of the other presidents, they had to give up. If you enter, you may not be able to win over the boring mercenary group, but you will definitely be despised by other guilds.

In this day and age when reputation is more important than life, no one would take such a risk. And Sophie's arrogance has also aroused the dissatisfaction of most of the surviving presidents, just a mercenary group, just relying on a large number of people, relying on the power of the Temple of Light to block a small wave of beast tides, what is there to be proud of?

A brisk sound of horses' hooves, from far and near in a blink of an eye, no need to look at it, just this foot strength and speed, is definitely a one-of-a-kind BMW!

The golden-armored white horse, the scarlet cloak fluttering in the wind, and then approaching, the presidents finally saw the iconic short golden hair and the handsome and resolute face, and everyone opened their mouths in surprise: "Why is he here?" ”

"Yo, they're all here, it looks like I'm late." The knight on the horse, looking condescendingly, turned over and dismounted, and threw the reins away, and immediately a quick-eyed chief rushed forward with the speed of an assassin, respectfully took the reins in his hand, and then tied the war horse to the stake outside the city under the envious eyes of the others.

The knight seemed to just say hello, and without waiting for the others to answer, he flicked his cloak and walked in.

Behind him, a group of presidents who looked at each other were left. Late? Usually you are an hour late and complain about coming early, right?