The administrative area of Grey Fir City consists of the outer suburbs and the central urban area, while the noble castle of Magdaru was naturally built in the heart of the Grey Shan City district.

After returning to Grey Fir City from the Melor Mines around Auroroze, Bekrol and his Black Tiger mercenaries sat together in a row of plush chairs in the castle's living room, with a long table full of fruit and delicacies in front of them.

Nekroll, the mercenary leader of the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment, looked at the plates of food on the long table in front of him, and instead of having a little appetite in his stomach, he felt nauseous as if he wanted to vomit.

He was outraged by Magdaru's sinister intentions.

When the Duke gave them the task, he swore that everything would be smooth for everyone in their mercenary group, but he didn't tell them that the bearded man they were going to kill had a very powerful paladin companion.

Fortunately, their Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment didn't kill anyone, but the brothers in their own regiment were killed by the young paladin.

This is how things come to an end, and Magdaru's damn old fox is half to blame!

"Captain Becroll, and the mercenary group, I've been waiting for a long time."

Suddenly, just as Beckrol clenched the two fists on his thighs, and the green veins on the back of his hands bulged, and he was about to pull Magdaru by the collar to him, Magdaru's voice appeared in the castle's living room.

The members of the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment immediately looked up in the direction from which the voice came from, and found a dark elf girl in leather armor leading Magdaru into the castle hall from behind a door, and several guards armed with spears immediately bowed sideways to the old duke who was walking with a cane.

Magdaru slowly walked to the end of the long table and sat down under the support of her crutches, and the dark elf girl named Camussa stood beside her with her hands behind her back, and several pairs of eyes of the Black Tiger mercenaries were suddenly locked on Magdaru.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the castle hall suddenly became eerie.

"What's the matter, all of you?" Magdaru looked at the mercenaries in bewilderment, and soon felt that something seemed to be wrong with the situation, "Captain Bekrol, there seem to be a few fewer of your subordinates, has there been any accident?" ”

"What happened? Hum. Bekror stared coldly at the aged duke, "Lord Magdaru, may I ask why you didn't tell us about that paladin when you explained the content of your mission to us?" ”

"Paladin?" Magdaru's expression froze, "I'm sorry, Captain Bekrol, I didn't understand what you meant. ”

"No kidding!" Becrolle slammed his fist on the table and stood up from his seat with his legs outstretched, "Lord Magdaru, how can you not even investigate the details of an enemy as a dignified duke?!" You're just trying to take advantage of us, right?! ”

As the leader of a mercenary group, Becrolle naturally has a lot of insight that ordinary mercenaries don't have.

For example, he knew that some nobles would sometimes hire a cannon fodder mercenary group to test their opponents in order to deal with their enemies, so as to seduce the enemy's hole cards.

Now, Beccolor suspects that their Black Tiger Mercenary Group is just cannon fodder selected by Magdaru, coaxed before use, and thrown away when it is used up.

"Captain Bekrol, please calm down." After a while, Magdaru looked at the angry Bekrol, raised her hand to signal the surrounding guards who had entered a state of alert to relax, and then said calmly, "Commander Bekrol, I really don't know anything about the holy warrior you mentioned. If you can, can you tell me what happened to you and your men? Perhaps, I can find some clues about the truth of the incident. ”

"Hmph, then I'll tell you about the battle in the Melol Pits." Becrolle clenched his fists and glared at Magdaru, then sat back in his plush chair, "I'd like to hear what explanation you can give to my dead brothers." ”

With that, Becrolle clasped his two thick arms to his chest and told Magdaru in detail about Finn's rescue of Glens under the noses of their Black Tiger mercenary group.

After a few minutes......

"I see." After listening to Becroll's account, Magdaru touched the beard on her chin and nodded to herself.

"How's it going, Lord Magdaru? I hope you can give us an explanation for the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment. After telling Magdaru what had happened to Fein in its entirety, Bekror stared straight into Magdaru's eyes, waiting for the old duke's answer.

"I'm sorry, Captain Bekrol, I don't even have any information about the Holy Warrior named Finn, who can perform the whirlwind slash, and I think I have to apologize to you for my spies and scouts." Magdaru sighed, then struggled to get up from her seat with crutches and bowed to the Black Tiger mercenaries across the table, "Of course, I understand that verbal apologies naturally can't soothe the grief of losing your brother in your hearts. With this in mind, I would like to give you 1,000 gold coins as a gift as a gift to all of you as a token of my sincere apologies to you. ”

As the words fell, the aged Sir raised his head and carefully observed the expressions on the faces of the mercenaries.

Hearing Magdaru say that he would give them a thousand gold coins as a gift, the mercenaries in the Black Tiger Mercenary Group, who had never seen anything big in their lives, were suddenly stunned.

Soon, they buried their heads and whispered to each other in private.

"A thousand gold coins... Oh my God, that's more than the bounty we agreed upon. ”

"As long as the rest of us divide the money equally, I don't think we'll have to work around with our heads around for the rest of our lives."

"If I have so much money, I can't buy a title of nobility from a corrupt official."

"Oh, Jeff, Ike, Rag...... My dead brothers, mercenaries are a high-risk profession, and I think I will remember you in my heart for the rest of my life. ”

"Captain, why don't we just accept this adult's apology?"

The mercenaries whispered for about a minute or two, and then quickly came to an agreement to accept the money.

Bekror quietly made a small calculation in his heart, and finally decided that the thousand gold coins mentioned by Magdaru would be enough to make up for all the losses of their mercenary group in this operation, and there was also an extra profit.

It's just that......

Did the old fox really think so?

I always felt that something was wrong. - The mercenary leader had a hint of suspicion in his heart.

"Lord Magdaru, are you serious?" Becrolle asked as she looked warily into Magdaru's eyes.

"Of course." Magdaru replied to him in a calm tone, "But, before that, Captain Brackrol, I want to confirm one thing with you. ”

"You say."

"Did the bearded man really utter the word 'obsidian' before the fight?"

"Hmm... He seems to have mentioned the word. Beckrol pinched his chin and recalled, "What's the matter, Lord Magdaru?" Does this term have anything to do with you? ”

"Oh, I'm just asking casually out of curiosity, after all, my grandson's milk name literally translates to obsidian." Magdaru smiled and explained, "Alright, Captain Bekrol, I'll ask my men to take you to my castle's treasury to withdraw money now." Camus yarn. ”

"Yes." The Dark Elf Maiden standing beside Magdaru responded immediately.

"Take all of you from the Black Tiger Mercenary Group to the finance room." Magdaru turned her neck and nodded at Camusha, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"Yes, my lord." Camussa put her hand on her chest, then turned her gaze to Bekror and the others, "Ladies of the mercenary group, please follow me." ”

With that, the dark elf girl turned and walked towards a room door at the edge of the hall, and Becrolle and his mercenaries hesitated for a moment, then got up from their seats and followed.

Seconds later, the mercenaries followed Camussa out of the castle hall.

Magdaru turned his head slightly, and watched as the last mercenary left the hall through the door of the room, followed by an imperceptible sneer on his face.

……

As time passed, the mercenaries walked down the corridors of the castle under the guidance of Camussa, down two floors down a staircase at the end of a corridor, and were finally taken by Camussa to a darkly lit hallway entrance.

These changes in the scene made Becroll's doubts more and more intense.

The leader of the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment had an ominous premonition that a potential and deadly danger was creeping up on him and his mercenary brothers.

"Miss Camussa, I remember we were going to the treasurer, right?" Suddenly, Becrolle stopped and spoke to Camusa, who was walking with his back to him.

"That's what the lord said." Camussa also stopped, and looked back at Becroll.

"So, why haven't we arrived yet?" Becrolle glanced left and right at his surroundings, and his heart became vigilant, "I don't think a castle's financial room should be built in an underground room, right?" I always feel like you're taking us somewhere else, like ...... Dungeon? ”

With that, the mercenary leader stared at Camusa with high vigilance, and with his left hand behind his back, he made a sign language at the other mercenaries ready to fight, and his right hand quietly touched a mace hanging from his waist.

Camussa watched the mercenaries react, did not speak, just stood quietly in place, and two skillful hands with dark complexions calmly pulled out a pair of daggers from the small belt around their waists.

"I'm sorry, you know something you shouldn't know." She glanced at the mercenaries in front of her with cold eyes, and said with a hint of pity in her mouth.

Ten minutes ago, Magdaru said to her, "Thank you for your hard work", which was actually a code.

Once Magdaru said this code to Camussa, it meant that the Duke had decided to erase certain nails from his eyes from this world.

……

The screen pans to the castle's study.

After Camussa and the Black Tiger Mercenaries had left the castle hall, Magdaru returned to his usual study, protected by two guards, and took out a notebook from a drawer of a large desk.

"Finn... Right? Magdaru sat behind her desk, holding her notebook in front of her and muttering to herself, "The secrets of the Obsidian Codex may have been leaked to that troublesome paladin, and it seems that I must hurry up and act." ”

With that, the old knight stroked his glasses and cupped his chin in one hand to think about his plans for the obsidian codex.

"Knock knock—"

Suddenly, while Magdaru was thinking, she heard a soft knock on the door of her study.

"Come in." The old knight raised his eyes to the position of the door,

As soon as he finished speaking, Camussa squeaked open the door and entered the study, then turned back and closed the door and walked a few steps to the desk, bowing his head and bowing to Magdaru for a half-kneeling salute.

"Oh, Camussa, you're back?" Magdaru put down the notebook in her hand and looked at the dark elf girl, "How is it, are Bekror and his mercenaries still alive?" You know, the two things I hate the most in my life are that people don't listen to me, and that people know too much. General Foto was imprisoned in a dungeon by my order a few days ago, and now I want to know what happened to those mercenaries. ”

"The Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment has been destroyed, Beclor and his mercenaries are all dead at the entrance to the dungeon, and their bodies will soon be disposed of by the other Shadow Squires." Camusa replied.

"Very good, Camussa, well done, I love this tragedy." With a satisfied smile on her face, Magdaru gently clapped her palms for Camus.

Magdaru looked at the Dark Elf girl who was half-kneeling in front of her with relief, put her fingers back on the table and tapped lightly on the cover of the notebook, and quickly thought of another feasible plan in her heart.

"Camussa, I have one more task for you." After a while, Magdaru continued to say to Camusha.

"Your Excellency, please speak." Camussa remained in a kneeling position and verbally responded to Magdaruda.

"The Obsidian Codex is located in the territory of the Violet Kingdom, and I now need you to go to Hurengue City, the largest seaport city in the Violet Kingdom, as soon as possible, and then gradually follow the information recorded on this piece of paper to find the treasure I want, and always guard against a young paladin named Fein in the process." Magdaru looked into Camusa's eyes, took out a piece of white paper filled with lingua franca from the desk drawer, folded it and handed it to the latter, explaining word by word, "Camusa, you are my most trusted and loyal subordinate, there is no one. I guess you're going to be able to do it, right? ”

"Don't worry, sir." Camusa looked up and reached out to take the folded piece of paper from Magdaru's hand, and then clenched her right fist to her chest to express her loyalty, "I will live up to your expectations by the glory of the Lord of Grey Fir City's chief guard." ”

"That's good." The corners of Magdaru's mouth turned up slightly, and she turned her head to look into the distance through the window of the study.

In the direction of the old knight's gaze, the commoners and nobles of the Violet Kingdom did not realize that a great storm was about to befall their homeland in the near future......