The sun of Kaltim still hangs high in the sky, scorching everyone in this desert pearl. Weary travelers, adventurers, and merchants alike yearn for the refreshing cold ale of the Scorching Sand Inn.

As usual, the midday sun drove the travelers into the inn, forcing them to gulp down the delicious ale and blow the big cowhides.

"Hey, Jimmy, have you heard, there is an incredible adventurer in Kartim, and the caravan he escorts has never lost a penny, but no one has ever seen him for what he really is."

"Come on, Johnson, your storytelling has improved a lot. If you really have such a powerful character, what else do you want those mercenaries to do, if you want me to say, the really powerful thing is the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group, don't look at it as a female leader, but everyone is a mage! ”

"Hey! I didn't make up a story! Don't look at the family is only one person, he is ......"

Just as the two miners were arguing, the door of the inn was pushed open. I saw a tall and thin man wrapped in a black trench coat walk in, his face also covered by a thin black mask, revealing only a pair of terrifying eyes. It was obviously a hot summer, but the man in black exuded a burst of coldness, which made the people in the inn shiver involuntarily and silenced one after another. The person who wanted to find fault saw the longbow that was still dripping blood behind him, and hurriedly sat down obediently and looked away.

The man in black ignored all of this and walked straight to the innkeeper, "Boss, it's the same old way. The man in black made a deep voice, and his accent was somewhat different from that of the Kaltim, which sounded particularly strange. However, the innkeeper Sadir was not in a hurry, he knew that this man in black had been in a panic for the first time when he saw him, and now it has been three full years. His inn was mostly filled with outsiders, so he would be afraid to see the man in black, but Sadir knew that every time the man in black came here, he would only order a glass of ale, and then drink it quietly in the corner, so that no one could see his face, and then leave quietly. He never takes the initiative to cause trouble, and the people who dare to provoke him are really only a handful over the years. Sadir remembered that the last time the fool who wanted to find fault had not even approached the man in black, he was stunned by an unknown force. "What a horrible guy!" Sadir didn't know how many times he had muttered this sentence in his heart, "But it has nothing to do with me, as long as you have money to make." ”

The tall and thin man in black was Liszt. After three years of intense training, rain or shine, Liszt mastered many powerful techniques, and then reduced his training time to devote his main energy to actual combat. A mercenary since the age of ten, he traveled north and south with different employers, honing his skills as a witcher in countless encounters large and small. He was once surrounded by the Lakuni leopards of the desert, and he was once cornered by the desert saber-toothed cats and hoppers, but in the end, only Liszt survived.

In the six years since Liszt's first "rendezvous", he has never stopped training his psychic powers, and under his persistent training, he has made remarkable progress, in Mira's words, "you mage in the skin of a witcher!" The reason why Mira was also shocked was because Liszt had not only mastered the use of elemental power, he had even learned to flash! And it was without a mage to teach him. You know, the steps required to flash are actually very complicated, but they are all done in the etheric realm, so in reality, it seems as if you can appear on the other side in an instant. But it is incredible that Liszt was able to master the flash with only the instinctive use of his psychic abilities. Although Liszt's flash distance was relatively short, who could believe that a witcher or assassin would use a flash in battle? I'm afraid that all the enemies who fight Liszt will suffer a big loss because of common sense.

As for the training of the Assassins and Demon Hunters, it was much more difficult than Liszt had expected. Although the fourteen-year-old Liszt is now more than 1.7 meters, he did not grow fast in the first three years, and the constraints of his physical fitness made his training frustrated, and it took him five full years to master "acceleration", which is still the reason why Liszt's body has grown relatively fast in the past two years. As for the witcher's leaping training, although Liszt had only begun the initial combination of leaping and shooting a year ago, he had never stopped practicing these two contents separately in the past six years. All he had to do was combine them. Therefore, although he has only been trained for a year, under a large number of actual battles, he can already guarantee a 90% hit rate and a frequency of shooting four arrows at a time.

Liszt chose to become a mercenary purely to train himself, and he knew that what he lacked most was actually actual combat experience. He actually didn't care about the commission at all, so in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he wrapped himself tightly and never showed his face in front of outsiders, although this made him lose the reputation that he should have been famous for Kaltim, but it also made everyone afraid of his mystery and keep a distance from him, and this is what he wants to see the most.

Liszt also had an escort mission this afternoon, and the escort distance was not long, just from Kartim to Alcanas not far away, and it would take half a day to walk back and forth. Recently, Liszt received news from his godfather, Sir Roland, that Haedrig's grandfather, the eldest member of the family, Austin Eamon, was going to be the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and he would follow the new king elected by the Supreme Council, Leoric, to distant Canduras, accompanied by King Leoric's cronies, Archbishop Lazarus, some paladins and Praetorian Guards. There was probably more than a month before the departure, and some time ago, Liszt had already passed the examination of the church as Austen's bodyguard, so that Liszt only needed to arrive at Curast a few days before departure. Not wanting to waste any time, he declined Hadrrig and Mira's invitation to play and continue his life as a mercenary.

The appointed time was approaching, and Liszt finished his glass of wine, got up and left, ignoring the people around him who were watching him whisper, he was used to the feeling of being watched by the crowd.

This time, the employer was an engineering team, and they were going to Alcanas to carry out mining operations, so they only needed a one-way escort, but due to the large number of people, the person in charge of the project hired another mercenary group to be on the safe side. It was the first time for Liszt to cooperate with other mercenary groups, and he was a little curious about how the legendary mercenary group fought, and he must go and see it this time.