It has to be said that Marculo Escud is a generous boss, he can't help but provide Glo with a daily salary, and on the occasion of parting, he also gives a thousand reels in advance in the form of an end-of-year bonus - for most civilians in this country, this is even more than their entire possessions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The salary initially agreed upon for the position of Sword Master was only twenty reels per month.

Glo knew, in a way, that this was the Baron's reward for his performance these days—that in the battle with the Kingdom Navy, he had completely overwhelmed the opposing officer's commanding officer with his excellent bow and crossbow skills, so that the battle was won in a very short time. In the kind of street battles where the city is hand-to-hand, a powerful ranged attacker can use the terrain to a huge advantage.

A thousand rays, although Glo was a little flattered, he thought about it, and finally felt that he deserved it—after saying goodbye to the Baron, he and Miss Radia walked around the city of Afron, and in addition to some necessary material purchases, he also learned about the local mercenary market. In this expensive harbor city, the mercenaries are not cheap to hire, and first-class mercenary groups such as "Song of the Ashes", "Rock", and "Cangyu" have a good reputation, and the hourly wage for their services is even more expensive.

Glo couldn't help but secretly compare in his heart, he believed that his strength would not be lost to those elite mercenaries, so if he changed his role, it was only natural that he would receive a good reward.

He and Miss Radia eventually used the money to purchase the "Brilliant Stone" from the merchant, as well as a number of books, mainly metallurgical processing, alchemical enchantments, and the like. In any world, such specialized books are valuable because of the knowledge recorded on them, and Glo only occasionally flipped through them, and suddenly remembered many things from that game in his previous life.

For example, the weapon crafting system.

In Discord, there are five levels of full-body equipment, including weapons: Normal, Fine, Legendary, Epic, and Mythical. The first three levels can be obtained through the player's life skill crafting, while the last two levels can only be obtained through some difficult team dungeons and individual stories. However, Legendary or Sophisticated equipment is enough for players to face all kinds of complex situations in the early middle and early stages of the game.

Macoolo's suit armor [Moonlight] is just a legendary piece of equipment.

He also remembered the equipment in the game that had been popular among players - at different stages, these pieces of equipment had the strongest overall performance, or the best value for money: some of them required drawings to obtain the crafting process, while others could be crafted with certain materials and forging steps -

In the world of Arlandia, professional gamers who rely on games for a living buy materials every day and sell them to other players for a profit. And coincidentally, for a period of time, as a member of the player businessman, he has not been less than these professional players, there is a guy who is very familiar with him, and in his daily contact, he has also inadvertently revealed to him the production method of some equipment, of course, this information is not so rare and precious. At that time, the game entered its third version, and the content of the information was nothing more than some low-level equipment from the early stages of the game.

But right now, it's just right for you.

He rose from his table, and after a few words of praise for Old York's cooking, he left the dining hall with Miss Ladia.

……

Afron.

Some days have passed since the fierce battle in the city that day, and under Glo's introduction, the five mercenaries including Mitch and Angela have been given good jobs, and they have become official members of the "Song of Ashes" mercenary group - with their strength level, the strength test when they join has become a complete formality.

It was early winter morning in December 553, and the members of the Song of the Ashes mercenary group were still practicing their daily routines in the bitter cold wind, and their headquarters in Afron were located at 135 Walrus Street, but most of their personnel did not stay there during non-holiday hours - in the middle of a mountain forest to the west of the city, the mercenary group had carved out an additional camp on a gentle, open hillside.

At this moment, Mitch, Angela, and their three companions are in this camp, which is arranged by the head of the regiment, Heinrich. Originally, the mercenary Mitch was a little unhappy and suspicious of such a move to transfer them out of Afron, but since seeing the scene of this place, he quickly realized that this was not a snub but a way for them to hone their martial arts more effectively, and at the same time, better integrate into the group.

He immediately became active, and spoke enthusiastically with those around him—the camp was built behind a sparse wood, surrounded by a wall of tall men with a ring of wood, and in front of a row of clean and tidy barracks, there was a clearing. The young men in the mercenary group were wielding the wooden swords they used for practice, and they were constantly gesturing at several puppets tied with straw.

This is a basic practice of swordsmanship, mainly to improve the accuracy of the shot.

Mitch quickly recognized, and in fact, he had practiced this kind of practice as a young man - but his attention was quickly drawn to the scene in the field, and Rank, Norman, and Rowan were all looking at him in unison.

A young man, Mickey did not know the name of the young man in the middle of the field, he had the face of a half-race Epham, he was tall, but his slender waist and arms made him look like a weak chicken, he gritted his teeth and swung his sword, but every time, his sword always rubbed the white dot mark on the scarecrow and was about to pass - Victor, the captain of the first brigade, stood beside him, his face was sinking like water and did not say a word, this action seemed to make the young man even more nervous, and even the wooden sword in his hand was gradually trembling.

"There's no need for you to practice swordsmanship right now."

The man with brilliant blonde hair said with a frown, after returning to the mercenary group, he no longer had the scruffy appearance he had since returned from his previous mission - the beard around his cheeks and lips had been shaved clean, revealing a handsome and resolute face. He may not be young at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, but this age is undoubtedly the prime of a man's prime.

The young man stopped.

He sighed, then took the wooden sword from the young man's hand—it weighed almost nothing for a veteran mercenary of his calibre. He took a step forward and came to the scarecrow, and then, swinging his sword.