"In that case, isn't this the end of the problem?" After receiving Finn's affirmative reply, Konush shrugged his shoulders at the mercenaries, "The holy warrior is honest, and this paladin friend named Finn promises that we will win, so we have to trust him for the sake of the authority of the church, right?" ”

"But you're too casual, aren't you?" Hearing Konush say this, some of the mercenaries immediately looked laughing and crying, as if the head of the guild was teasing them.

"No way, who made me believe so much in my own eyes and intuition?" Konush spread his hands and replied.

His expression of "I'm so self-willed by nature" made it difficult for the mercenaries, who were still hesitant, to continue to take some reason from him that would convince them.

The mercenaries didn't understand why Cornush was on Fin's side, but Finn knew why Cornusz was willing to help him out of the siege.

In his previous life, Finn had learned some about Konush's past from a story mission, from which he learned that the former veteran mercenary known as the Iron Wall had actually befriended two like-minded paladin friends when he was young.

The two paladins at the time were the present-day Mithril Knight Roderick and the Knight of Shadowlight Vercidis, two Templar knights who were also well-known in the Quaternary history of Ferdia.

There was a deep friendship between Ironwall, Roderick the Silver Lion, and Versidis, and even if this friendship parted ways in the future for various reasons, the past friendship still made Konush always have a secret affection for the Paladin. The character's personality setting is best reflected in the previous games in that only Paladin players can trigger several hidden quests from Konush's mouth, from which they can find plot clues related to him, Roderick, and Vercidis, the three indigenous characters.

"However, there is an unwritten rule in the circle of mercenaries, and that is that those who are powerful hold the leadership." Seeing that the mercenaries had not yet made up their minds, Konush suddenly remembered something, so he said, "Young man, if you want everyone here to follow you willingly, then you have to find a way to convince everyone. ”

With that, Konush raised an eyebrow at Fein. Finn glanced at Konush and immediately understood that the other party was helping him build a bridge of communication with the mercenaries.

"In that case, let him fight Dukel." Hearing Konush's words, someone quickly proposed.

"yes, let him fight Dukel." Many other mercenaries immediately chimed in, "Duke is the leader of the Bobcat Mercenary Regiment, if he can win against Durkel, we will have a reason to be convinced." ”

With that, the mercenaries let out a good-natured laugh and shoved out one of them, who looked to be in his forties.

The man walked out a little reluctantly to the cheers of the mercenaries, and looked back at his "heartless" colleagues with an innocent expression, as if asking: Why me?

Of course, the mercenaries didn't give him a chance to shirk it, and some of the guys who didn't think it was a big deal even gloated and played the role of the arena audience, shouting "Dukel" and "Ducker" and cheering.

"Hey, that's true......" The middle-aged man named Duke smiled helplessly, then took a broadsword from the hand of a mercenary, held it in his hand, and looked up at Finn who was standing at the door of the guild.

Konush was also a very prestigious member of the Mercenary Guild in Azur Harbor, and since he had said it all, Duke didn't mind using his fighting skills to fight Finn.

At the very least, if the young paladin could defeat him, then he would be able to willingly accept the call-up and hire of the other party. - he thought to himself.

"Boy, how about knocking out your opponent's weapon, or knocking your opponent to the ground - whoever fulfills one of these two conditions wins?" Dukelpin raised the broadsword in his hand and pointed at Fein.

"Yes, I'll accept the challenge." Finn glanced at Dukel, then nodded calmly, then untipped the Whistling Blade from behind his back and held it in his hand.

Holding the greatsword in both hands, Finn and Duke motioned with their eyes for the people around them to step aside.

After that, he looked at the mercenary leader standing directly in front of him with a broadsword in hand and asked, "May we start?" ”

"Anytime." Duke raised an eyebrow at him, then held his broadsword diagonally in front of him, his legs slightly bent at his knees, and assumed a defensive fighting stance.

When Fein saw Dukel's movements, he immediately guessed the other party's intentions.

The mercenary leader gave up the first attack to himself.

"Is that really good, Captain Ducker?" Confirming that Duke did not intend to attack him on his own initiative, Finn smiled slightly.

"You just have to attack it." Duke confidently replied to Finn.

He thought that he was also a veteran with a lot of actual combat experience, and it would be a shame if he couldn't even parry a round of attacks from a young man.

Seeing that Duke did not seem to be planning to change tactics, Fein adjusted his breathing, then gripped the hilt of the Whirling Blade with both hands, and suddenly launched a charge towards Dukel under his feet.

He concentrated the strength of his arms on a line, and with a simple and brutal slash, he slammed straight into Ducker's sword.

Duke easily caught the trajectory of the greatsword's swing, then turned sideways and chose a parry angle that allowed the blade of the broadsword to press against the greatsword.

The blade near the gauntlet was the weaker place of the sword-type weapon, and Duke specially chose this parry position to push the broadsword in his hand against it, but the next second, he felt an incredible sense of oppression hit his wrist like an angry tiger.

"What, what?!" Duke felt his wrist tingle suddenly.

The mercenary leader stared at Finn with a ghostly expression, wondering how much strange power this young paladin had to be able to give him such a strong oppression when he had chosen the right parry position.

While Duke was dumbfounded, Fein had no intention of releasing the water. He pressed the greatsword against Ducker's broadsword, pushed Duke backwards with brute force beyond ordinary people, and then took advantage of Dukel's unstable balance to make a subtle deflection of the greatsword in his hand and twist the broadsword in Dukel's hand out, and then made an elbow swing that caused the hilt of the Whiking Blade to crash into Ducker's chest.

Duke choked on the blunt blow from the end of the hilt and coughed, lost his balance and sat on the ground, his broadsword spun and flew directly into a corner of the guild hall with a "clang".

The battle was over, and the mercenaries who witnessed the heads-up almost didn't pop their eyes out.

Three swords - one of them uses only the hilt.

That young paladin actually used only two and a half swords to bring down the head of the Lynx mercenary group, Dukel?

This guy must at least have gold-level strength in the rating system of the Adventurer Guild, right?! -- They thought to themselves.

While the mercenaries were surprised, Duke sat on the ground with his hands on his hands, and his face was also in disbelief.

He had been a mercenary for almost twenty years, had gone through countless battles, and for the first time he had lost so cleanly.

Soon, though, Duke looked at Finn, who was standing condescendingly in front of him, and after a while a convincing smile appeared on his face.

"Willing to gamble." He sat on the ground and sighed, then generously extended his hand to Finn.

Finn bent down and pulled the mercenary leader in front of him up, and Duke took Finn's hand and said, "Hello, my name is Ducker, and I accept your recruitment and employment on behalf of the Bobcat mercenary group. Don't let us down, young man. ”

"It's an honor." Finn looked him in the eye and nodded, before letting go of his hand and turning to look at the other mercenaries in the hall.

After the battle just now, the mercenaries in the hall of the association suddenly had no intention of underestimating Fein at all.

Especially those who belong to the Lynx mercenary group.

What else can they say to a young man who can defeat their leader with three swords?

As a result, after Duke announced that the members of the Bobcat mercenary group were at Finn's disposal, the remaining scattered mercenaries then expressed their willingness to accept Finn's recruitment in the name of the church and his private invitation at the same time.

As a result, with the addition of these mercenaries, the number of troops under Finn's command suddenly rose to more than thirty people, and the overall quality was not bad.

"Well, now all of us are on the same page. Dear Mr. Commander, there is limited time left for us to act, what do you think we should do next? Konush asked Finn from the side.

"You don't have to call me that, I'm no different from you, just call me by my name." Finn said modestly, "But then again, do you know how to ride?" ”

"Of course." "We're mercenaries anyway, how can we not even ride horses?" ”

"Then let's go to the market near here first." After hearing Ducker's answer, Finn immediately made this decision, "I remember there was a big stable there, and we could try our luck and see if there were any horses left." ”

"You mean the stables?" Konush was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something, "Hey, wait, what do you want to do?" ”

"Let the seafood from the sea taste the horseshoe." Finn gritted his teeth and smiled.