As the words fell, Konush looked at Finn in front of him with a calm face, and at the same time glanced at the people behind him.

There were more than twenty mercenaries in the hall on the first floor of the association, including a mercenary group, and this experienced former senior mercenary was not afraid of the gang in front of him making trouble, but he was quite curious about why these people chose this special time to come here.

After all, he didn't think that the bell half an hour ago was played by the guards on the lighthouse.

Finn stood at the table, first proving his identity to Konush in a similar fashion as he had a few minutes earlier, gaining the basic trust of the other party and succinctly telling the latter the news of the pirate's invasion of the port town.

After listening to Finn's account, Konush squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then stepped out from behind the front desk. The head of the guild came to Finn's side and clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the mercenaries in the hall to him.

"What's the matter, Konush? Do you have a good list to share? A thief mercenary with a small dagger sat down in his seat and turned his head to look at Konush, and asked in a slightly mocking tone.

The thief mercenary's words fell, and the rest of the hall immediately looked at Cornush, waiting for the person in charge to reply with a look of half-seriousness and half-excitement in their eyes.

They were all mercenaries based in the Society, and they knew each other well on a normal basis, but now a small group of people were stranded here because of the bell coming from Minato.

They didn't know what was going on in the port town, but it was always safer to be outnumbered than to act rashly.

"There's no good list for the time being, but there's bad news." Konush glanced around at the mercenaries he knew well, spread his hands and declared, "Ladies and gentlemen, the redbeard pirate gang has entered the port, you heard it right, and I didn't say it wrong. ”

He said this heavy information so bluntly that the mercenaries present did not understand it at once, and these people blinked their eyes a few times before they realized that they were already confused.

After a while, after digesting the sudden message, one of the mercenaries looked at Konush in a daze and asked, "You mean it really?" ”

"This paladin told me." Konush gave a thumbs up and pointed to Finn beside him, "He has a career badge to prove his identity, and I don't think there's any need for him to lie about it." ”

"Besides, these cutlass can also speak for themselves."

With that, Konush nodded to Finn, who then took the cutlass from one of the refugees and handed it to Konush.

Konush grasped the hilt of his sword in his right hand and pointed to the blade with his left, and as he walked, he showed the weapon he had captured from the pirates to the mercenaries in the hall.

The scimitar had a shallow skull emblem on its face, which proved that the weapon was indeed a symbol of Redbeard Jackson's pirate power, and the mercenaries could understand that the knife had been captured from the pirates.

In short, the evidence was conclusive, and the young paladin didn't seem to be lying to them.

Aware of the crisis that took place in Minatotown, the people in the lobby on the first floor of the association immediately began to discuss how to deal with the situation.

One of the mercenaries got up from his seat, looked at Konush and asked, "What should we do?" ”

Soon, someone immediately proposed: "Let's get out together, right?" Before the pirates get here. ”

"But where are we going to run?" Further doubts followed.

Faced with this question, someone replied soon after: "West." Let's choose the nearest direction and flee to the suburbs first. ”

"Makes sense." Many of the mercenaries nodded, thinking that this was a feasible solution.

Anyway, there are many of them, and more than 20 of them are men who can afford to take weapons and go to the battlefield, so how can those pirates snipe them down when they are united?

Unless the red-bearded captain himself led his large army, the mercenaries didn't feel that anyone could stop them.

Thinking so, the mercenaries quickly reached a tacit consensus in their minds, and then they got up from the seats next to several wooden tables in the hall, grabbed their weapons from their sides, and seemed to be planning to leave the place.

At this moment, Finn suddenly walked away from Konush and walked alone to the door of the guild, then turned to look at everyone in the hall.

The young paladin spoke, "Wait, you can't run away yet. ”

He said this to all the mercenaries in the halls of the guild. When he said this, his expression was serious, there was no shyness or dodgy look in his eyes, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

So the mercenaries who hadn't had time to leave stopped one after another, and a group of people focused on Finn's body with more than twenty pairs of eyes, and it didn't take long for someone to stand up and shout to Finn in dissatisfaction: "What are you?" ”

"Finn." Finn was also refreshed, and he didn't bother to go around in circles and directly report his name.

Seeing that Finn had no intention of evasion, the mercenary grinned and continued to ask, "Lord Holy Warrior, do you want to discuss something with us by blocking us thugs who take money to do things here?" ”

Of course, he said so, but there was no respect in his tone, but it seemed to be provocative, causing the mercenaries to laugh.

However, Finn glanced at the mercenaries and went on to declare, "This is not a negotiation - this is a conscription!" ”

After he pronounced this sentence loudly, the mercenaries' laughing expressions suddenly froze on their faces, and they almost thought they were hallucinating.

Among the group of people led by Finn, Arroyo heard that the young paladin he followed dared to say this, and for a moment he was so frightened that he hurriedly trotted to Finn's side.

The young thief was worried about Finn's troubles, so he quickly whispered to the latter: "My lord, they are mercenaries, don't put a fight on them." ”

With that, Arroyo glanced back at the mercenaries in the hall, fearing that the professional thugs who usually relied on knives would slash at Finn in a fit of rage - although that was not a big chance of happening.

Arroyo persuaded Finn for a while, but Fern didn't seem to understand him at all, and just waved his hand at him to indicate that he was okay, but his body was still blocked at the door and did not mean to get out of the way.

Sure enough, the mercenaries in the hall confirmed that there was no other subtext in the sentence that Finn had just announced to them, and immediately someone tilted their necks, glared at Finn with an unhappy expression and asked, "What did you just say?" ”

"I said—you've been drafted." Finn turned his gaze to the man and repeated calmly.

"Conscription? We? ”

"Yes."

"Why?"

The man grimaced with disdain.

Although the other mercenaries didn't say it, they actually thought the same thing in their hearts.

Although the Templar's clerical authority is above the secular society, even His Majesty the Emperor of Faentan has to make ceremonial concessions when he meets the Pope of the Templar, but these mercenaries who take money to do things are not allowed to do this.

Called? Just because you are a high-ranking priest, and we lowly civilian mercenaries are obliged to risk our lives to participate in your so-called glorious and righteous battles?

Also the Holy Warrior?

Phew, a hairy boy who hasn't dried up. - The mercenaries spat in their hearts, and didn't pay any attention to Finn.

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Thanks to the 100 starting coins rewarded by [Eat Lori and Don't Spit Lolita~].

As agreed, this is the last paddling 2k chapter in the past few days.

I have returned home, the coffee is in place, the supper has been bought, the computer has been turned on, the network line has been confirmed to be OK, the unicorn arm is ready, and the brain circuit has been adjusted to a balanced state.

Next - explode, my liver! Let me see how many words I can code in an all-nighter!