The door to the mercenary hut at the Stehl outpost flew open. Several mercenaries were bragging and farting in it, and they were shocked to see Shi Shiran walking in an obscene figure outside the door. They immediately put down the weapons they had just picked up and surrounded them with shy smiles.

"Boss...... Your hard work ......"

"Ahem, boss, kid will beat your legs."

"Hey, who's that, bring the boss's keg. And your private roast leg of lamb! ”

Monroe was surrounded by a group of mercenaries, sitting on a tattered chair, smiling and scolding with his eyes closed. "You bunnies, don't you want to ask about this quarter's rations? Sister Emily said that she won't deduct us this time, but if you don't finish it next quarter, don't blame her for being polite. ”

"Ha ......"

"Long live the boss, I have long known that the boss will definitely win when he goes out. Who is Emily? Isn't it our eldest sister? What kind of account is the brother and sister? ”

"It's just ......"

A group of mercenaries responded, and all of them grinned to their cheeks.

However, Monroe held his forehead with one hand and sighed with hatred. "I said, can you give me a fight? Every time you make a report like that, even a fool knows that you are fooling...... I know that you have to support your family, and you have to find a few girls to play N Fly, but can you not always use your brains on tasks? ”

"On the surface, the declaration task failed, and I took on private work behind the scenes. I say...... You don't really want to die, do you? ”

"Haha, private work...... How...... Yes? ”

Several mercenaries were still smiling, and their expressions suddenly fell. The whole hut was silent as death, and the hands and feet of the burly mercenaries were trembling. I don't know how long it took for a mercenary to move, carefully smiling with a smile.

"Boss, boss, you know everything?"

"Nonsense. Sister Emily also knew. You don't want to think about how big this outpost is? Who is Big Sister Emily? Who can you hide from that little trick? If it weren't for the fact that Miss Emily was also a member of this outpost, she would have thrown you out long ago. ”

"Don't think that the Inspectors of the Mercenary Guild and the Demon Hunter Guild are easy to bully, you can live happily because you have an umbrella on your head."

Monroe eventually taught them a beating, and then kicked them all away. "Get out! This is the last time, and next time, don't blame me for not taking the blame for you! ”

"Ah...... Haha, thank you, Boss. A group of mercenaries cheered and ran out of the door.

Later, Monroe looked like he hated iron but not steel, but a smile gradually bloomed on his face. He said to Chen Yan, who had just walked in the door.

"Look, they're all nice lads, and I'm sure you'll find any better mercenaries than them at the Stelle outpost. Although the discipline is a little worse, they are all characters who can block knives for you. ”

"I always thought that a mercenary without discipline would not be a mercenary." Chen Yan replied. Naturally, he walked up to Monroe and picked up the barrel at his feet and poured himself a glass. "That's just bandits."

"Ha, haha......" Monroe smiled awkwardly. This is a misconception. ”

"Actually, the role of a mercenary is a mission, isn't it? As long as the task is completed, discipline or anything can be ignored, right? ”

"Don't forget, this is a world of the jungle, and we can survive until now, isn't it supported by a strong force? The same goes for mercenaries, discipline alone is not enough, there must be enough strength, yes, enough to make people tremble, the power to protect everything. ”

With that, Monroe picked up the barrel and gulped it down. The drink ran down his mouth and down his chest.

Looking at him who seemed to be wild and uninhibited, but seemed to be hiding something, Chen Yan was silent for a moment, and then raised his wine glass with a smile.

"I respect your opinion, Mr. Monroe. But I also stand by my opinion. ”

"If, I mean if. I will have such mercenaries under my command who have renounced their duties for certain desires and violated the discipline I have laid down. Then the best I can give them is ......"

Chen Yan's words stopped, and he wiped his fingers across his neck. Then he said to Monroe seriously. "Believe me, it's not cruelty, it's mercy."

"Because that's the most lenient result I can give them."

Belch!?

Monroe looked at Chen Yan in surprise, as if he couldn't imagine that a man with an elegant temperament like Chen Yan would have such a cold side. In the first contact, he also regarded Chen Yan as an elegant gentleman...... But where does Chen Yan still look like a joke at this moment? The cold light in the depths of his pupils, the looming sneer, all told Monroe that he wasn't joking. If someone disobeys him, he will definitely kill them.

"Uh...... Why? Monroe asked, feeling a little confused.

"For myself." Chen Yan replied unabashedly, the smile on his face did not retreat, and the chill in his eyes deepened.

He raised his glass and gestured to Monroe, then whispered. "I hate hypocrisy, and I hate politeness. So I'll be honest with you, I'm a bastard who treats myself leniently and treats others strictly. I do what I do myself, as long as I like and want to do it. But as my subordinates, I have to abide by my strict rules. And the important thing is that I set the rules, and I can do whatever I want. That's my style. “

"Discipline, the discipline of mercenaries, I attach great importance to it. If you want me to be your help, then I don't care if you convey my intentions or not, the mercenaries sent to me must do so. ”

Chen Yan transliterated the wine glass in his hand, and then pushed the empty wine glass in front of Monroe.

"I need a squad, a squad that is lean enough, strong enough. But only if this squad belongs to me, not a bunch of guys who don't know what they do. Only then can I work with you, otherwise ......"

A smile appeared on Chen Yan's face. "I don't mind having to face Emily's fat face again, even though she's always so angry, I know she's not bad-hearted."

"Oh, Mr. Chen Yan." Monroe covered his face with his hands, as if he had encountered a problem.

In fact, it is also obvious that Chen Yan's words seem to be just idle talk, but they are actually his will.

He can cooperate with the Mercenary Guild, but what he needs is a squad, a team that belongs only to him, nominally subordinate to the Mercenary Guild, but only obeys his personal orders!

This damned, controlling-hungry bastard!