Mattlanch tossed the rag he had just wiped on the table into the frothy bucket, then looked up to wipe his sweat. Seeing that all the tables in the tavern were filled with drinkers, Mattlanch took a deep breath.

In the last few days, a large number of adventurers have begun to flock to the Central Mountain Range because something terrible seems to be happening in the Central Mountain Range, and even the business with the light of the fireflies has begun to improve. This made Matlane, who usually leisurely on weekdays, a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, Lady Luck is on top, little Ranch, why are you still here in a daze? When the words of the fat-headed and big-eared greasy boss rang in his ears, Mattlane's only thought was to pick up the rag from the bucket and throw it on his ugly face, which only knew how to make money, but Mattlanch could only restrain his inner thoughts, after all, whether he could eat sweet white bread tomorrow was in the hands of his boss.

Seeing that Matlanch had already run to the back kitchen to deliver the dishes, Carlenezzi sat leisurely behind the bar, sipping his treasured wine. Carlenezzi didn't care if the tavern was doing well, it was just a way for him to pass the time of boredom.

When Kalenezzi had just picked up his glass, the door of the tavern was violently pushed open, and the noisy sound in the tavern was silent, and Kalenezzi's originally cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a glimmer of essence.

"Who's the boss here, get out of here!" all eyes in the tavern were on Kalenezzi.

"This lord, if you have anything to talk about, why be so angry, if you frighten the guests in the tavern and affect the business, it is not good. Kalenezzi put his glass down and didn't step out of the bar, just said lazily.

"Hey, you bad old man, how dare you talk like that to Uncle Ben?" it was obvious that Kalenezzi's indifferent tone angered the large sergeant, and he took three steps and two steps, and went straight to the bar, his thick arms pulling through the bar, trying to lift Kalenezi's thin body.

"It's not good to have such a big fire on such a hot day. Kalenezzi shrank back, then stood up. After tidying up a little of his clothes, Kalenezzi left the bar and walked towards the tavern door. As for the guy who doesn't know how to be polite at all, let's freeze in the ice and calm his hot head.

As Kalenezzi approached the tavern door, laughter and curses erupted from within the otherwise quiet glow of the glowworms. For these precarious mercenaries with their heads tucked into their belts, they are no better than the outlaws, and since there are jokes to watch, then they will definitely mix them up.

"Hey, isn't this the proud Kutch? Why, it's too hot today, so do you want to cool off in the ice?" said a mercenary who clearly knew the frozen sergeant and walked up to the sergeant-Katch. Although he often had to deal with the garrison sergeants in the town, it was not conducive to the operation after being offended. But it's okay to vent your resentment once in a while, after all, you can't stay here, so you can go somewhere else.

Moreover, today this mercenary happens to have some contradictions with Sergeant Kutch, and he and his brother will leave the Central Mountains in a few days. Because not long ago, the brothers made a fortune in the central mountain range, and they actually picked up a few pieces of rare metal. Just these few pieces of rare metal are enough to make them worry about food and clothing.

"Look at the enthusiastic voices of these audiences, I wonder if the adults will be able to take care of their dogs next time?" Karlenezzi gracefully bowed slightly as Campbell, who was surrounded by many sergeants. Although Kalenezzi was already an old and vulgar old man, and he did not look serious on weekdays, his salute made people feel comfortable, as if Carlenezzi was a big nobleman.

Looking at the old man saluting in front of him, Campbell smiled slightly, and did not pay attention to Kalenezzi's words, but chose to walk straight past Kalenezzi's side, "Boss, please serve your signature dish." It's best to have another bottle of wine from your treasured owner, and I'm sure the wine treasured by those who own the Elven Tree House is also very good. ”

"Little Ranch, have you heard the guest's request, hurry up and serve all the signature dishes to this distinguished guest!" Callenezzi shouted to the back kitchen indifferently, and then said to Campbell, who was already sitting at the table, "Wait a minute, this guest, and I will go and fetch you my most precious wine." ”

Seeing that Kalenezzi also walked into the back kitchen, knowing that the conflict would not happen, the mercenaries all regretted sitting back in their original positions and continued to eat meat and drink. For a while, the tavern was once again lively.

In the remote corner of the tavern, Campbell looked coldly at the mercenaries in the tavern, and the disgust in his eyes was overflowing. For the prince of the kingdom of Lancerence, the blood-licking mercenaries were rude beings, indistinguishable from the filthy orcs.

If Commander Jack hadn't suggested that he come here, Campbell would never have agreed to come here, which would be an insult to his personality!

"Lord Jack, I wonder how long it will take for the man you're talking about to arrive?" Campbell said coldly.

"Your Royal Highness, the person I am bringing to see you is already on his way, and I believe he will come soon. Jack, who sat on Campbell's left-hand side, said.

Ever since following Serkan's plan, Commander Jack has done his best to hand over Prince Campbell to his task. Although, I don't know how effective it will be in the end. But judging by the news we got today, the expected goal has been achieved. As long as you negotiate with the person you are going to meet today, then the plan will be implemented smoothly.

"Lord Jack, you want me here to talk about my future destiny in such a noisy, unobstructed tavern?" said Campbell, looking around again.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm sorry. There is really no way for the subordinates to change that person's mind, he only thinks that he can be kept safe here. If it weren't for this tavern, then he would have agreed to meet us!" Jack said in a helpless tone.

"How dare a small Mercenary Guild officer negotiate terms with me, even if I wanted to kill all the Mercenary Guild people in this town, what could one of the people in Baiemni City say?" said Campbell dissatisfied.

"Your Royal Highness, for the sake of great causes, any wait is worth it. I believe that since that person is willing to cooperate with us, it means that there must be enough capital in his hands. Jack said tactfully.

"You don't need to tell me these things!" Campbell reprimanded rudely. "Yes, yes, yes, Your Highness the Prince. Jack said hurriedly.

While Campbell was reprimanding Jack, Matt Lange had already placed several portions of roast and soup on the table. "A few guests, this is our tavern signature dish, charcoal-grilled veal with fruit and vegetable soup. Mattlanch said complimently. "Hmm. Campbell just hummed, and the guard next to him immediately pulled out a silver dragon coin and placed it on Mattlanch's tray, "My master doesn't like to be disturbed, so I'll call you if there's something!" the guard said. "Thank you, gentlemen. Mattlanch saluted, and quickly left.

Just as Mattlanch walked to the bar, Callenezzi, who was still looking for his treasured wine under the bar, raised his head, "Little Ranch, have you a tip again?" "What are you doing, you old pervert, I deserve this, can you take it!" Mattlanch said sharply, holding the tray tightly.

"Oh, the goddess of charm, why do you want to look at me like this, little Ranch, is it because I have accidentally walked past your window and seen you taking a shower?" Karenezzi's expression was exaggerated, as if Matlane's words had hurt him!

"You big bastard, you dare to mention this!" Matlanch picked up the tray and smashed it on his boss's head.

With a "bang", the hardwood tray smashed directly into Kalenezzi's back. Although he received a heavy blow from Matlanch in the back, Kalenezzi was not angry at all, and even had a smile on his face, as if it was a very happy thing to be hit by Matlane.

"Whew. Gently blowing on the silver dragon coin sandwiched between his two fingers, Kalenezzi said with an exaggerated expression: "I didn't expect that there would be a big man in my tavern, and the shot was a silver dragon coin, which is not something that ordinary nobles can take." It's definitely the big man from the national capital who is coming. I'm going to hurry up and flatter. ”

Although he said this, Kalenezzi did not move.

It was then that Matlane realized that the silver dragon coin in Callenezzi's hand was the tip he had just received. Why did I end up in his possession when I had it on my waist?

But that didn't stop Matlanch from taking the coin back, "Give it back to me! That's my tip!" said Matlanch as he reached out to Callenezzi. However, to Matlanch's surprise, this time Carlenezzi did not cheat on him, and he did not spend any money, but simply returned the silver coin to himself.

Seeing his boss staring intently at the tavern entrance, Mattlanch also looked curiously at the tavern entrance. But there was nothing strange about it except that a hooded man came in. "Humph!" Mattlanch snorted, and walked into the back kitchen with the tray, ignoring the strange boss. After Matlanch left, Kalenezzi also came back to his senses, "A noble son of the Lance Kingdom and an officer of the Mercenary Guild met secretly in the tavern, and set up a magic barrier, it's really interesting!"

Although, it was strange, but Kalenezzi didn't want to find out what this group of people were saying, after all, no matter what happened, as long as it wasn't the end of the world, what did it have to do with him, the owner of the tavern?

"Your Royal Highness, this is the Mercenary Association officer who is going to meet us today, Lord Serait Stuart. Before you, Lord Sallet, is Prince Campbell, Prince of the Kingdom of Lance. Jack stood in the middle of the two and introduced the two to each other.

"Hello, Your Highness Campbell, welcome to the small town of Gran!" Sallett bowed deeply to Campbell. "Well, hello, Officer Sallet, please be seated. Campbell held out his hand and motioned for Sallett to sit down.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince!" Sallett sat down across from Campbell.

"Since the Officer-in-Honour is willing to meet with us, I believe the Lord-in-Honour should know my purpose?" said Campbell, straight to the point.

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince. Mistress Jack has already told me a few. Sallett replied.

"So, what does the secretary think?"

"Before answering His Royal Highness's question, I want to ask His Highness something, and I hope His Royal Highness will answer me sincerely!" Sallett asked rhetorically.

"If you don't ask me to tell me where my country's secret key is, I can tell you the rest. Campbell chuckled.

"May I ask Your Highness the Prince, but President Gemma, who disappeared for a few days, was killed by His Royal Highness the Prince?" Sallett's tone was not serious, but it stirred up a thousand waves in Jack's heart. The Mercenaries Association knew so quickly that Prince Campbell had killed President Gemma, so could this meeting still be successful?

"Shouldn't the officer thank me for killing a branch president who is not loyal to the Mercenary Society?" However, things didn't go in the direction that Jack feared, and Campbell was not angry at all when he heard Sallett's question, and still had a smile on his face.

"Yes, the headquarters has already discovered the fact that President Gema betrayed the secrets of the association to the "hostile forces", and the association was originally going to arrest him in the next few days, but they didn't expect that His Royal Highness the prince would directly help us get rid of the moth. "Salet bites the word "hostile forces" very hard.

"As a gift to prepare for cooperation, it is also my honor to be able to break down some things for your association. Campbell continued to speak high-sounding words.

"Then, as a reward for this gift from His Royal Highness the Prince, then I will take out the things that I will give to His Royal Highness the Prince this time. As the space ring on the index finger of Sallet's right hand flashed, three slightly cloudy crystals were placed on the table by Sallet.

Looking at the three image crystals on the table, Campbell cast an inquiring glance at Salet.

"Our association also knows a little about His Royal Highness's actions on Mount Anderville, so the contents of these three engram crystals are definitely what His Royal Highness the Prince needs. I believe that as long as these three crystals are available, coupled with the evidence in the hands of His Royal Highness the Prince, then things will develop in the direction that His Royal Highness envisions!"

When Sugarett said Anderville Mount, Campbell couldn't restrain the killing intent in his heart, but after Salet finished saying everything, Campbell's mood calmed down.

"Tell me about your conditions. Campbell said as usual.

"Bavaria's independence!" said Sarlet, something that shocked everyone, and Campbell was taken aback. Although I expected that the other party would offer a large price, I didn't expect the other party to have such a big appetite and want to swallow such a big piece of cake in Bavaria directly.

As part of the territory of the Kingdom of Lancens, it seems that the Duchy of Bavaria has always been in a mode of self-government, but the successive Grand Dukes still need the consent of King Lancens to ascend the throne. This is also related to the unique political system of the Duchy of Bavaria.

As a nation of mercenaries, the Duchy of Bavaria is not like other countries where the king rules everything. The most powerful person in Bavaria is the mercenary king, who is elected by many mercenary groups and mercenary associations, and at the same time, he also serves as the grand duke of the Duchy of Bavaria.

And within the Duchy of Bavaria, there were no officials who were commonly recognized. The government affairs of the entire principality are basically managed by mercenary associations all over the country. The president of each branch is equivalent to the governor of a region in the kingdom of Lance. An officer like Salet is the lord of the city within this branch.

The entire land of the principality is occupied by large and small mercenary groups, and most of these lands are occupied by ten super-large mercenary groups. Like the Greywater Mercenary Regiment that ventured with Carl in Kuskes City, it was one of the top ten mercenary groups.

The current Grand Duke of Bavaria is the legendary mercenary Albert Ballia, the head of the largest and most powerful mercenary group in the Duchy of Bavaria, the Bavarian Aegis Knights.

It's just that Albert is already one hundred and thirty years old this year, which is already an unacceptable age for mercenaries who often need to take risks, so King Albert is ready to announce his abdication on his birthday next year, giving the opportunity to a more energetic and physically stronger young man to take the position.

In connection with the spread of this news, the Bavarian Knights of Aegis are not ready to participate in the mercenary king's competition, which means that the Bavarian Aegis Knights, who have held the position of mercenary king for 500 years, will withdraw from the election and will not support any mercenary group.

Therefore, under such conditions, some mercenary groups that had some ideas about the position of the mercenary king began to act, and some conspirators were planning a bigger conspiracy. Among them, there were those who wanted to take the Duchy of Bavaria out of the control of the Kingdom of Lancelens. And such a conspiracy is also aided by the national forces hostile to the kingdom of Lance.

"Independence?" Campbell said the word softly, then looked up at Sallet, the officer of the Mercenary Guild, "The forces behind you are so optimistic about me, do you think I can help you achieve your goals?" Campbell smiled playfully.

"I believe that with the cooperation of both of us, all problems are not problems. Sallett smiled frankly.

"Then, I hope that the cooperation between us can be smooth and pleasant!"

"Old Calle, get out your precious bottle of wine!" The door to the Firefly Light Tavern was pushed open again, and Carl walked in with a big smile, followed by Vilia and Amerigo.