Chapter 42: The Real Mercenary (2)

It is a space satellite factory run by the private sector.

Due to the subcontracting of the production of simple weapons parts and components from the United States, the wartime prosperity was relaxed.

Although there are no facilities for ZAFT to attack, there are many pirates and robbers who come to attack because of their "money".

But the enemies of the day were noticeably different from pirates and the like.

The automatic security system was breached in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the enemy invaded the interior of the satellite.

In the satellite center, I, together with my employer, waited for the enemy. After being hired by this satellite, it was the first time that an enemy had invaded the interior. Even I had a premonition of "real combat" and was nervous.

"It's a snaketail!"

The employer, who looked at the monitor, cried out in panic.

"Snaketail ......?"

I've heard that name too.

It is indeed a "first-class" mercenary group.

With a nervous look on my face, I peeked into the monitor's image.

Mobi1EARMOR with the mark of the snake (indeed a joint model called "moebius") is reflected there. It is mass-produced in the private sector and is owned by many people).

"What is that exaggerated mark...... A bluff threat? ”

Looking back now, I don't know what a real mercenary was. By his own yardstick, he judged that mercenaries were "people who fought by trickery". And I also want to deliberately paint the prominent personal mark on the snake's tail of the body, which is also the same guy as himself.

"Is the opponent mobi1earmor...... Okay, I'll drive the ginn out. ”

"Please, Mr. Elijah!"

The difference in combat effectiveness of mobi1esuit and mobi1earmor is usually one to five. It is such a difference that simply reverses the skills of the driver. That's why I think I can win. No, if it goes well, you can still win without a fight.

But......

Phew-

A shot rang out.

And the battle ended in an instant.

I was attacked the moment I came out of the Gnaku driving Ginn. It is not even possible to confirm whether the mobi1earmor attack with the snake mark was seen from the monitor.

I don't remember what happened after that.

I got down from the inimmovable ginn and had to flee from the factory inside the destroyed satellite.

Frightened while falling and screaming while being toyed with by flames and cigarettes.

Just to run away from it alive.

And then......... survived.

It was noted that the battle was over.

The snaketail has retreated. It's just that the workshop area of the satellite was beautifully destroyed. I don't even know how long it has been since the attack to the retreat. But mercenaries with such technology, I don't think it will be very long.

It seemed like an eternity had passed for me as I fled in the hellfire of battle, but .......

When I calmed down a little, I realized something.

There was hot liquid running down my face. At first I thought I was crying myself. But that's not tears. The right side of my face was cut in large chunks. (Dear book friends, this book updates the latest and fastest chapters of this book on LVSEXS on the hot book library network.) It doesn't matter where you read my work, but when you see this sentence, please come and support me. I will be very grateful for a flower, a click on a collection, one at a time! Half of the world where the blood flows into the right eye is stained red. I don't even remember where I was hurt. Was it when Ginn was defeated in the first place? Or ...... afterward. Incredibly painless wounds. It's just hot. The blood that flowed out was as hot as a weld.

"That's the real deal...... Mercenary ......"

That's when I realized I was an impostor.

Mercenary imposters.

Imposters of the adjuster.

"I'm ...... I'm ......."

I'm going to be the real thing. No matter how hard this road is, what you can get in the end.

I made up my mind.

I started training with the mobi1esuit again.

When you accept a job as a mercenary, explain your abilities to your employer.

"I'm a very weak mercenary"

Of course, the work has been drastically reduced.

After understanding my abilities, hiring me only means the so-called "there is a mobi1esuit".

In addition, in large-scale battles where a large number of people are employed, it is often employed as a trivial expendable. In short, it's a meat shield. That's really the job for me. This sharpens your skills. My body also has more wounds after each battle. People say I'm a "beautiful person". Some people lament when the wounds on the body increase, but conversely, some people say that it "adds a strange charm". Either way, I'm not interested in appearances.

No matter how you fight. Be careful just to not die.

That's right, I'm going to survive, and I'm going to ...... with that snake tail again.

……………………

In July of that year, the battle between the United Earth Army and the Zaft Army entered a stalemate.

Large-scale fighting ended in many skirmishes in various places.

I'm heading to the Lagrange 4 colonial constellation. Although it is a region with a large number of colonies that unite all of them, some of them have been reduced to rubble due to the protracted battles. Most of the colonized satellites began to retreat to the ground.

When the number of people decreases, law and order deteriorates.

Colonial satellites with fewer inhabitants were constantly attacked by pirates, adding to the outflow of people. Then the colonized satellites, devoid of their inhabitants, were reduced to rubble.

In the time leading up to migration to the surface, mercenaries were often hired to protect property and life. Of course, the only people who can hire mercenaries are those who own property that they can protect and a part of the wealthy who can pay for it.

I was hired by the same rich people. He had to move out as many assets as a mountain. Of course, it takes time to escape. In addition to me, ten mercenaries were hired.

The hired mercenaries, including me, met in the employer's house.

I expected there to be a snaketail among the gathered mercenaries, but there doesn't seem to be such a figure. I don't know what they look like, but if they were snake tails, they would have been marked with snake markings.

"Of course you don't need such a job."

It's a second-rate job that I can get.

"Ho, are you a moderator?"

Suddenly, someone accosted me.

Rich people as employers stood in front of me. His eyes judged the color of the hired mercenary.

The employer has a huge ** like the rich man depicted in the painting. Transporting this body out seems to be the heaviest of labor.

"The wound on his face must be a warrior who has fought many times~"

The employer's eyes sparkle on the nasty color, adding a shine.

Was it expected that the mercenaries would be effective in other ways?

But I don't have that awareness at all.

I immediately informed the facts.

"I'm a matchmaker, but not as good as I was expecting. Of course, the Mobi1esuit is not up to the level of the driver of the Zaft Army. There is also a scar that has been attacked by the enemy, which is not a strong proof. ”

The employer's face darkened. It seems that my words are stupid.

"Then why are you here?"

"Still, I want to be hired to fight with all my might. Only this can be guaranteed. ”

"Can you hire mercenaries who say they are weak? Would you buy a product knowing that the performance is poor? ”

The employer's claim is correct. There is no room for rebuttal.

"It's just a waste of money for such a guy to hire him"

One of the gathered mercenaries scoffed.

The employer seemed to have come to the same conclusion, and as a result, I was the only one who was fired on the spot.

I came out of the big house of the rich man who was my employer.

Although I regretted being fired, I was not discouraged. There have been many times when such experiences have become commonplace.

When you come out of the big house, there is a beautiful white flower blooming in the garden there. When I came to the big house, even if there were flowers there, I didn't notice it because of the nervousness before the previous battle. It's a rare sight. Growing flowers in the universe is a luxury. Neither earth nor water is as easy to obtain as it is on the ground.

When I stood and looked at the flowers, someone suddenly said to me from behind.

"Are you Mr. Mercenary?"

When I turned around, there was a little girl standing there.

She is the daughter of a rich man. He was only four or five years old. Even this little girl had to wear flashy, overly decorated dresses. Add pleats where it doesn't make sense. Isn't it impossible to play with other people in such clothes? It's not reassuring to do this anyway.

"What's the matter, miss?"

I bent down to meet the girl's eye level.

"Is it true that mercenaries can defend whatever they want if they are paid?"

"Of course, not everything can be protected, but if it is a real mercenary, as long as you can, you will definitely be able to do it."

"Are you the real thing?"

"I want to be like that."

"Didn't Dad hire you?"

"That's it."

"Then I'll hire you."

"Hire me? You? ”

"Hmm!"

The girl in front of me nodded her head at my question.

It doesn't seem to be a joke or a joke.

"Is there anything you want to protect?"

"The flowers of this garden."

The white flower which blooms neatly sways in the wind like self-assertion.

"It was planted by Joseph."

"Joseph?"

"It's a gardener. But because we were moving, Dad fired him. Joseph was also very sad to be separated from this garden. But if I could return here after the war, if the flowers in the garden were safe and sound, I think my father would hire Joseph again. ”

“…… I see."

That Joseph and the girl had a pretty good relationship. But even if the flowers in the garden remain, I feel that the possibility of that Joseph coming back is very low. Will that rich man be rehired? I don't think that guy is that human.

"What will pay me if I am hired?"

"The flower of this garden...... You can take one."

"Flower ...... Remuneration? ”

"Well, the flowers in the garden here are something that Joseph brought seeds from the ground and cultivated them, and my father said that it cost a lot of money. So you can only pull one. ”

"Flowers......"

"Isn't it okay to have one?"

The girl listened uneasily.

"Well...... What if it's two? ”

"No, it's not that problem......

I looked into the girl's eyes, and she was already in tears. It's a vision of what to do if I don't accept the commission. Desperately enduring the uneasiness, I was about to cry.

How can you refuse?

I look at the flower of the garden again while thinking about it well.

A white flower.

Very beautiful.

I suddenly wanted to accept this commission.

That's right. Until now, I have not felt in my heart that I would be so compelled to accept the client. If you refuse, you won't be a real mercenary.

"Okay. Just spend one. Enough is enough. ”

"Really! Thank you, Mr. Mercenary! ”

The girl's face bloomed with a smile that was not inferior to that of a flower.