"The result of this election for the king of the Gulf mercenaries is Connor, a mercenary from Duolun City!"

Holding a letter in his hand, Alan pretended to read the above words, and as the last sentence ended, there was immediately a warm uproar in the crowd below!

"Ao Woo Woo Woo Woo ~!"

"Haha, you kid is going to invite us to drink this time!"

"It's not fair, I'm obviously much better than him!"

"Connor is so ugly that he can be the king of mercenaries?"

“.....”

The crowd was in an uproar, most of the mercenaries in the audience slapped the table to protest, and a few were celebrating, and one mercenary even took off his shirt and stood on a chair, screaming in his mouth.

The square in front of Pochi Castle was very lively at this time, and the mercenaries were of all shapes and sizes under the sun, and the protests accounted for the majority, but Alan was noncommittal about this, and under the watchful eyes of the knights around him, no one would stupidly choose to make trouble.

Then, as Alan went on to reveal the number of fishmen that Connor had hunted during the stars, the protests died down.

Allen's selection of the Mercenary King was based on the mercenaries during their time in the stars, so Mercenary Connor had no problem getting elected, as he hunted the largest number of fishmen.

There will be no omissions or the like, because there is a need to pay, and the mercenaries kill more and kill less, and he is registered here.

Presenting awards, giving money, and personally putting the crown representing the king of mercenaries on the head of the mercenary who was half-kneeling on the ground, Alan smiled and patted the mercenary Connor, who had been smiling, and there was only one thought in his mind - this guy is indeed ugly.

The inner thoughts were not exposed, and for Allen's series of rituals, Connor's face was so excited at this time that his face turned red, half-kneeling on the ground, grinning and smirking all the time. The mercenaries in the audience were obviously very helpful, and their eyes were fiery as they looked at Connor, or rather the golden crown (gilded) on his head.

A hundred gold coins didn't matter anymore in this case, and all the mercenaries cared about was the sense of honor at this moment.

Under the gaze of countless mercenaries, it is so wonderful to be flattered by the local lord as the king of mercenaries and enjoy the attention of everyone!

"Shit Connor, this kid is out of luck!"

"It turned out that the lord personally presented the award? Allen, this kid is also idle. ”

"If there was a next time, I would be able to defeat Connor!"

"That crown is very valuable at first glance...."

“.....”

The ceremony was coming to an end, and Connor, the king of mercenaries, descended the steps step by step, his head dangling deliberately, and the golden crown looked golden under the refraction of the sun, blinding a large area of "dog eyes" under the stage.

After swaying for a while, Connor returned to his team under the envious and jealous gazes of the mercenaries in the audience.

Allen on the stage did not stop, and after seeing the mercenary return to his position, he said aloud again: "Next, I will announce one thing!"

Under the gaze of countless mercenaries, he deliberately paused, and then said in a very fast tone: "The holding of the king of mercenaries will be held every year, everyone is welcome to participate!"

As soon as the clear and hurried words came out, the mercenaries were stunned for a moment, and then—countless cheers rang out again—

"Good!"

"Haha, there's another time!"

"The king of mercenaries next time must be my Rodney's!

"Will you kill fishmen next time?"

“......”

The mercenaries were making a loud noise, they originally thought that it was only this time, so they were still envious and jealous just now, and at this time Alan actually said that there was every year, which made the mercenaries excited.

Having watched the mercenary king's award ceremony from beginning to end, no mercenary could resist such an honor, and compared to their various private confessions in the past, the title of the mercenary king of the Gulf was obviously extremely tempting.

So in this warm atmosphere, Alan continued his report: "As the champion of this year, Mercenary Connor and his contribution to the bay will be recorded in the important event book of Bay City, and every year with the title of champion, he can go to the town hall to receive a bounty of five gold coins until the hero dies!"

"At the same time, in the next election of the Mercenary King, Connor has the right of first refusal, that is, in the case of vague conditions, we will first choose Connor to inherit the title of Mercenary King!

When the words fell, an even louder uproar sounded from below, and the mercenaries reacted very loudly to Allen's words!

You must know that the mercenary industry eats tired rice and youthful food, and it is nothing when they are in the prime of life, but if they enter the old age, the scars they were once proud of will bring them countless painful torments, and every old mercenary will have a difficult life because of this.

There are not many mercenaries who know how to save money thriftily, or who are lucky enough to be hired as tutors for noble disciples, and mercenaries who have neither saved a pension nor been favored to obtain a vacant position are often extremely desolate in their old age.

And this kind of mercenary occupies the majority.

But now they're told that the Mercenary King of Bay City is rewarded with five gold coins every year until he dies?

Compared to what they earned, this gold coin is not much, but it is tantamount to a strong protection, if there is some accident in the future, they can no longer go out of the city to adventure, or the wealth is spent, then they will not go hungry here, and their future life will have a layer of security - how can they not be excited?

The uproar of the mercenaries was intense, but it was stopped loudly by Allen, because more important things had not yet been said:

"What's more, the Mercenary Guild in Bay City has entered the fundraising stage, and you can sign up in advance now, everyone is welcome to participate!"

"Next, I will announce the details of the mercenary union. ”

“......”

There is a lack of entertainment in this world, so as soon as the "event" of the king of mercenaries held by Bay City ended, it became the focus of discussion for everyone in Bay City.

There were no restrictions on the entry of people at the time of the event, so many people in the bay saw the situation.

Money, honor, attention, special benefits, these four words have been mentioned by countless people, including the mercenaries and residents of Bay City, including the mages hidden in the shadows.

Low-key has always been the label of the star mage, so for this kind of attention, most mages are envious, just like many people with dull personalities like rock and roll, silence and low-key are not their real character, it is just the appearance formed for various reasons - it was not like this at first, and slowly became a habit.

This world values honor and privilege, and no one will refuse to be sung by thousands of people and be superior to others, and mages are no exception.

Therefore, in the past few days after the King of Mercenaries was held, all kinds of strange figures wearing cloaks appeared on the streets more frequently, and it was not until many days later that they gradually returned to their original state.

As a result, Connor has been known to countless people as the party who was awarded, and as the awarder Allen, he was unconsciously covered with a deeper veil.

"So I like to be eye-catching. ”

As a result, Alan, who received one white gift and two gray gifts, said this in a casual conversation with Raphael.

"Eye-catching comes at a cost. ”

Raphael took a sip of ale and said this sentence with obvious "bad intentions".

"That's right. ”

Alan shrugged his shoulders and didn't object.

There are already a lot of costs, both energetic and financial, such as this one.

Not counting the bounty that needs to be paid in the future, financially speaking, he basically only paid a hundred gold coins, although it is not less, but it is not much for him, and he has invested a lot of energy, arranging the venue, preparing the host speech in advance, pondering the benefits, preparing the prize to set off the atmosphere, etc., he has been busy for the past two days.

Not only that, but the investment he needs in the future is estimated to be huge, because of the mercenary union he mentioned under the gaze of countless people, and because of the various initiatives involved in the mercenary union.

However, Alan has long been mentally prepared for this.

If you want to develop innovation, you have to invest a lot, whether it is money or energy, if you don't invest, the idea will always be just an idea.

There is no problem with the investment of money, although the realization of the necklace has been hindered by the abduction of Bauer, but the goods themselves are completely fine, and he has already contacted a dwarf merchant in Reef City (secretly contacted), and it will not be long before it will enter the negotiation stage, it is difficult to say how much it can be sold for, but it is completely okay to support the realization of all kinds of strange ideas of Allen.

It's just that in terms of energy, Alan probably can't invest much, because he still needs to cultivate magic and work hard to recharge his six-pointed star, and it is unlikely that there will be other developments in the territory, so he can only put forward an idea and then hand it over to his subordinates to do;

This is also one of the reasons why he recruited Fisher, there are only employees and no managers, this system is very unhealthy, and sooner or later something will happen.

In other words, sooner or later, something has already happened.

Barry's idiot's command to restrict weapons caused a lot of chaos, but fortunately Alan and they rushed back to stop it in time, otherwise those dishonest mercenaries might have made a big deal.

He didn't mention these things to anyone else, but Raphael seemed to have a general idea of what Alan needed to do in the future, and during the casual conversation, he admired his generosity.

Then Raphael suddenly said a word: "Elder Momiji wants to see you." ”