Chapter 2259: The Puppet King (10)

"Coming, so soon?" Arthur quickly put away the Seraph's sword, turning his head and ignoring Bedeville with an inquiring gaze.

"Wang. Although it was inconvenient for him to speak on such occasions, Bediwell gave Arthur a positive answer with a bark of affirmation. The footsteps were indeed coming towards the room, or rather, towards Arthur and them.

Sure enough, someone pushed the door open and came in. No sooner had the door been pushed open than Arthur saw a large man in full armor. Dahan came alone, and there didn't seem to be any members of the mercenary group following him.

Arthur looked at the big man very calmly, but the other party was slightly taken aback when he saw Arthur, and then regained his composure.

"It's you. Dahan said, "I knew that sooner or later I would see you again." ＂

"Sit down, Mr. Hanover, and we'd better sit down and talk about this work. Arthur said.

That's right, the mercenary man who appeared in front of Arthur, Arthur had seen him in Penzance Port a month ago. In this month, Riarthur still has memory fragments, and he can't remember the events of a month at all, but he remembers the things he saw the Crescent Mercenary Group a month ago, which is the strangest thing.

"It's fine. Hanover glanced at the two teenagers and a big white wolf in the room, resisted the urge to complain, and sat down patiently.

"First of all, do you have any opinion on tonight's banditry?" Arthur began.

"If you have an opinion, please change the action to be carried out at dawn tomorrow. Hanover Road.

"Why?"

"I've heard that the other party can use necromancy, right?" the big man touched his chin that was not very cleanly shaved and still had sparse fibrous roots, and thought, "Necromancy is more active at night, and it is not a wise move to attack a stronghold where necromancy may occur at night, so it is better to stay in the morning." ＂

"You mean you want us to storm the [Bone Pickers] base in broad daylight?" Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. Even if I go head-to-head with the enemy, I'm sure I'll be able to win, but if the Necromantic Spirits are at work at night, it might turn into a battle that leaves us helpless. ＂

"Hmph, that's good. Arthur didn't continue arguing with Hanover. In his personal understanding, necromancy is actually a spell that injects photons (magic) into the corpse to control the corpse to move and continue to fight. This kind of spell is actually similar to the principle of manipulating a puppet, and the combat effectiveness of the necromancer should depend on the ability of the manipulator, and there is no such thing as being stronger at night and weaker in the morning, at least Arthur had never heard of this in their world.

But after all, this is a different world nine hundred years later, maybe the "rules" of this world are not the same as the rules of Arthur's original world? At this time, it is better to act according to the advice of experienced mercenaries, and it is also good to let this group of mercenaries rest for one night before performing the mission.

"The time of the mission has been negotiated, let's talk about the strength of the enemy. Hanover touched his chin again, "Your Excellency said that the enemy can manipulate the necromancy, but to what extent can he actually manipulate it?"

"I don't know. Arthur replied truthfully, "We went to investigate at noon, and we happened to meet four members of the thieves, so we packed them up." As a result, the corpses of the four people suddenly exploded, and the bones merged into one, turning into a very fierce skeleton monster. It took me a lot of work to clean it up. ＂

"It took a lot of work......" Verne, who had been listening quietly, suddenly muttered in a low voice. What he saw before was obviously not like this, it was obviously Arthur who cut the big skeleton into bone sticks with a few swords, and then stabbed him to death with two swords. Does this mean that it took a lot of effort?

"So, you think the enemy's strength is ......?" Hanover asked.

"At noon, it is possible that the monster was bluffed by the enemy to scare me, or it is possible that the enemy's necromancer is so powerful in the first place, please be prepared to face the necromancy that follows every enemy you kill. Arthur then analyzed: "However, no matter how powerful the necromancer is, human magic is limited after all, and I don't believe that they can turn an entire group of thieves into necromancy." ＂

"Uh-huh. Hanover continued with a thoughtful expression.

"I won't force you if you don't take on this task, Mr. Hanover. Seeing that the other party was hesitating, Arthur snorted: "If you don't do it, I'll find another mercenary group to do it." Just don't keep procrastinating, the longer it drags on, the longer it will take for the [Bone Pickers] thieves to prepare, especially for those who can use necromancy, the better prepared they are, the disadvantage we will be. ＂

"I see. Hanover nodded, "That's true." Although there are still many uncertainties about this mission, since we have said that we will take on this mission, we will accompany it to the end. It's just that the question of remuneration ------"

Sure enough, it came. Arthur narrowed his eyes: "So, how much is it going to add? If it's within the range of force's ability------"

"The originally promised reward was doubled, two thousand gold coins. Hanover replied, "In addition, our Crescent Mercenary Group will divide two-thirds of the gold and silver treasures that can be found in the base of the Thieves Regiment. ＂

This is indeed an excessive. Two thousand gold coins, according to the prices in England at that time, could buy a nice house in various large cities. Even Arthur's own money, combined with the sponsorship fees given to him by Admiral Penzance and the Duke of Silnant, was barely able to afford it.

Arthur frowned. He didn't particularly care about the other party taking too much money. What he cares about most is why the other party knows that he just has this amount of money on him. A little less, and Arthur will have the remaining pocket money available. A little more, Arthur can't afford to pay, and the deal will have to fall through.

Could it be that the other party had already investigated Arthur's details beforehand, and even knew how much money he had in his pocket?

Still, he couldn't let the other party see through his thoughts. He put aside his worries for the time being, and readily agreed, "Yes, that's the amount." After all, you have to risk too much of your lives to help us overcome the problem, and that's a very reasonable amount. However, ordinary money can be divided according to this rule, and the valuable treasures with magical power found in the base belong to me. ＂

"According to the rules, whoever finds it first belongs to whom. Hanover didn't say yes directly, and went around in circles.

"That's fine. Arthur also compromised in circles.

"What about you?" Hanover tentatively looked at Verne, the little ghost next to him, and the big white wolf yawning lazily: "Is it really good to take a child into battle? We won't be the babysitter for this child." ＂

"Whew. It seemed that Verne was also completely underestimated, and Arthur couldn't help but laugh. He pulled out a gold coin from his pocket, "Shoot this, little ghost!" and called Verne, and tossed the coin into the air.

The gold coin tumbled in mid-air, and the angle at which it was thrown was so erratic that it was impossible for a very skilled marksman to hit it. However, Verne subconsciously took out a crossbow arrow, and aimed at the gold coin in the air was an arrow.

Boom. The bolt pierced the center of the coin with precision, and then carried the coin to the wall.

"Whew. Hanover whistled.

"Is there any problem with taking this little imp into battle?" Arthur looked coldly at the mercenary man. A blind man can see what a great marksman Verne is, and even if he is just a child, he can come in handy in actual combat. If, after seeing this scene, the other party will oppose Verne, then this kind of person is not worth cooperating with them.

"No, I don't have a problem anymore. Sure enough, Hanover immediately agreed, and got up from his seat: "It seems that the terms have been agreed, then, we will meet at five o'clock tomorrow morning in front of the main gate of the west of Manchester." ＂

"Good. Arthur took out a thousand gold coins: "This is the promised advance payment, half of the total commission for this operation." ＂

"I did. Hanover put the gold coins in his pocket without even counting them, and filled out the mercenary guild form in triplicate, asking Arthur to sign it and signing it himself, keeping one copy for Arthur and one for Hanover, and the last one for the mercenary guild to keep for archiving.

"See you tomorrow, then. After leaving the reception room, Arthur casually said goodbye to the big man, and turned his head to see the steward of the union.

"Looks like you've all agreed on terms?" Seeing Arthur handing him the form, the steward put it away and asked tentatively, "I hope Mr. Hanover won't be too difficult to get along with." ＂

"No, he's quite bold, I like this kind of person who doesn't talk pretentiously or procrastinately. Arthur said. This is not a politeness.

"So, are you going to ------ next?"

"The time of the battle has changed. Arthur took Bediville and Verne out: "Tomorrow will really start the action." Let's rest tonight. ＂

"Dinner~Dinner~~~!" Verne shouted after Arthur.

"Hmm...... When Arthur and his party were far away, the steward of the union looked at the back of the blonde boy and snorted, "It seems that their operation has been rescheduled again." What to do, Boss?"

"Nothing. In a dark corner of the union, the shadow of a small mouse suddenly whispered: "No matter how they try to change, they won't be able to win us." Just let these stupid humans continue to struggle. They don't even know who they're fighting against. ＂

The steward did not reply, and the expression on his face became gloomy again.

"Wang. Among Arthur's group, who should have gone away, Bediwell's ears moved, and he let out a reminder bark.

"Ah, I know, Bedi. King Arthur, who had already reached the door of the union, replied unmoved: "Don't worry. Let it go for now. ＂

"Huh?" Completely unaware of the secret conversation between the man and the wolf, Verne's imp watched with a puzzled expression. He even thought it was ridiculous that Arthur was talking to a big wolf who couldn't speak.