Hain sat on the bed rubbing his sleepy eyes, apparently not fully sober. His head seemed to be filled with alcohol, and he couldn't remember how much he drank and vomited last yesterday, and how he got back to the dormitory. All he could remember was that after everyone had had a good time, Melinda poured him another special drink, saying that it had been specially made for him. It wasn't anything special, it tasted a little sweet, more like a low-alcohol cocktail. Hain felt that Melinda was a little mysterious, she whispered a few words in Geist's ear, and after accepting the gold coins Geist had spread out on the table, she left with a smile.

Hain just felt that since drinking that glass of wine, there had been some changes in his heart, like a fetus in the womb of a pregnant woman, there was fetal movement, which made him a little excited. Thinking of this, Hain hurriedly pulled out the blade hanging at the head of the bed, but everything still hasn't changed, 'Ino' is still incomplete, and the blue sword body emits a faint light, which is obviously very different from the normal blade.

Hain could only sit at the head of the bed and sigh, "Alas...... It seems that I really drank too much, everything may be just a dream, I really think about it day and night, but ...... 'Eno', why are you so heavy, have you gained weight again after resting for so many days? At this time, Hayne just thought of a poem written by a famous comedian: 'The young man left home and got fat, and the country voice did not change and the meat was piled up.' When the children don't know each other, they smile and ask the fat man who you are. ’

'Ino' has been a family member with Hain for many years, even if she gets fat, Hain will not dislike her. As long as she can wake up from her sweet sleep quickly, let Hain do whatever she wants. This 'training' Hain felt that it was an opportunity to test how much strength he had without a blade. And through actual combat, 'Ino' may be able to wake up sooner. As for whether he could follow the head of the regiment to the royal capital, Hain was not too extravagant.

Hayne looked at the time, remorseful. "It's been this time! I've slept for so long, oh no! Emily, she's already gone. "Yesterday Emily seemed to say that today she would wake up early and leave to return to the Order.

"How did you forget this!" Hain hurriedly put on his beachsuit, still a pair of flip-flops. Hain habitually grabbed the blade, but hesitated, and finally grabbed it and hurriedly washed it before leaving his dormitory and heading straight for Emily's dormitory.

But by the time Hain arrived at the girls' dormitory, the Order had already left, and Emily's residence had long since been empty. Not being able to say a final goodbye might not be a bad thing, and Hayne is the worst at dealing with such situations. Even if it was a farewell, Hayne didn't know what to say. And it's not impossible that Emily's character might cry.

Hain thought about it, since he came to the Blue Corps, to be honest, he hasn't visited the facilities here, and he doesn't know anything about the streets and alleys of this town, so since he has been free for a few days, he just uses this time to take a good stroll. Hain didn't even know where the bulletin board where the mercenary group issued the commission. That's a bit unseemly.

Hain followed the sign, and after many inquiries, he found the bulletin board of the mercenary group's release commission. This bulletin board is actually in a long corridor behind the headquarters of the mercenary group. It took so long for Haien to find it after several circles around the headquarters.

Although he was teased by a few unscrupulous teenagers, if they hadn't shown the way, Hayne wouldn't have wasted so much time. But fortunately, he finally learned the location of some of the mercenary group's buildings. First of all, the middle of the town is the headquarters of the mercenary group, after all, Qingzhen is a town that developed because of the mercenary group. Without the mercenary group to drive the development of the economy, there would not be so many traders who traveled thousands of miles to this border land where birds don't. And he always had to worry about the apostles taking his own life.

Although it is the headquarters of the mercenary group, it is incomparable to the headquarters of the First Ammir Corps in terms of scale, and it is even inferior to the headquarters of the 'black crow', which has always been called useless. It can also be seen that the status of the Blue Corps is very low. The superiors don't care about the defense of the border, to be precise, in the eyes of the superiors, the unreliable organizations such as mercenaries can't be counted on at all. If there is really a large-scale apostolic invasion by the apostles, they are more willing to believe in the two forces of the Southern Army and the Northern Army, not to mention that with the 'Light of Hope' to protect them, those nobles and royal families are even more at ease.

It is for this reason that the expenses of the Blue Corps are even tighter. Fortunately, the head of the regiment, Leon, has been able to support it in many ways, or it would have broken up long ago. Even in the case of the apostolic invasion a few days ago, they asked their superiors to send them some men, but they only received reinforcements of a hundred men. And most of these people are murderers.

From a distance, Hain saw that the promenade was a hundred meters long, enclosed in a simple square, with a garden in the center, and of course the fountain was also the facility that the view should have. The cloister is three meters wide, and it still looks a little magnificent, with a flowing golden stone floor, red pillars, and carved decorations. On one side of the cloister is a bulletin board, which is also about 30 meters long. I don't know what day it is, but the cloisters are crowded with mercenaries.

Hain wanted to squeeze into the crowd to see what was going on, but he could only sigh in the face of the crowd. He heard the mercenary in front of him speak.

"Wow! This 'training' is not ranked. ”

"Look at it, it says, 'Judged by the Pacifying Regiment on the basis of the battle. 'Isn't there going to be a lot of stuff going on?' said the other mercenary.

"You kid actually dare to doubt the integrity of our regiment, are you a newcomer? There are no nobles here, there is no restriction on military rank, as long as you have strength, you are not afraid that you will not shine. Some of the mercenaries began to criticize the mercenary who objected.

"That's it, you kid wants to participate like this, don't be delusional about 'training'. I can't pass the audition. ”

"Big brothers, little brother, I'm new here, forgive me for being ignorant. The outrageous recruit bowed and apologized, or he might have been beaten up.

............

Hain listened to the gossip of these mercenaries, and the atmosphere of this corps was still very satisfying to him. He squeezed for a long time and couldn't see the announcement, "Forget it, huh, why are there so few people over there?" Hain was a little curious when he saw that the bulletin board at the end of the cloister was empty. Squeezed through the crowd to this bulletin board.

"Ahh The bulletin board was placed there like a mirror, "Is this a request for someone to fix their hair?" Hain looked at himself in the mirror, and he straightened his hair. Isn't it still quite handsome? Although he is in his twenties, he still looks quite young.

"Boy, this mirror isn't like you. "A middle-aged man in a leather jacket walked up, and the sound of his walking, rustling, as if he were walking in the desert.

"Hello! My name is Hain. Hain placed his right hand on his chest and gave a military salute. Haynko was a good boy who spoke politely.

"Hehe! Don't be so restrained, it's better to put the military salute in the army. "Mercenary regiments also have a military salute, and in fact, most mercenaries don't even know what a military salute is.

"You're the new guy, I've heard of you, the 'Crow' isn't as comfortable as here!" the man said with concern as he looked at Hain.

It's true that the life of the 'Black Crow' is boring, and as a prison warden with no prisoners, Hain's arms and legs are going to be rusty. Hayne thought so, but he didn't know the details of this man, and he wasn't sure if he was testing himself. "The life of the 'black crow' is not so bad, and it is quite comfortable not to have to fight and kill. ”

"Haha, young man! It seems that you are still restrained by him! But yes, there are also 'black crows' in the Blue Legion. I can understand you talking like that. My name is Scharnhorst. The man said as he took Hain's hand and forcibly shook it.

Hain had a bewildered expression, such an enthusiastic man, Geist was the first, he should be the second. The man turned and reached out to touch the mirror, and Hain could feel it as he injected powerful Lute into the mirror. As if he had touched the surface of a quiet lake, Scharnhorst put his hand into the mirror. "Alas...... I don't know what commissions these people left me. He said as if he were touching a lottery ticket in a box. After some fumbling, his hand retracted from the mirror, still clutching a scroll-like object in his hand.

"That's how this mirror works, it's interesting, can I try it?" asked Hain.

"Of course not, this mirror is for high-level mercenaries. You'd better not try, or you'll probably put your hand in and take out a skeleton. "Scharnhorst scares Hain like a child, but he is not alarmist, this mirror is indeed prepared by a high-level mercenary, and if there is no certified mercenary who forcibly opens the mirror, the consequences will be serious. Because the commissions of high-level mercenaries are very secret, once they are obtained by the enemy, the consequences are unimaginable. Necessary security measures are indispensable.

The man patted Hain on the shoulder, "Boy, the commission over there is for you!"

However, those people still blocked the bulletin board, "Oh! Actually, I don't want to accept the commission, I just want to know about the 'military training'." ”

"Oh, you want to participate in the 'military training'! That's not bad, but as a senior, I need to remind you that your current information has been completely disclosed. The man leaned into Hain's ear and continued to whisper, "Everyone knows that you are the user of the blade, and yesterday someone made public the news that your blade was injured and could not fully exert its strength. When you're in a mercenary group, no one will do anything to you. But when you're on a mission, it's hard to say. The blade users in the regiment are already eyeing you. ”

The man laughed, and then his body turned into a pile of sand. Hayne was a little confused, but he wasn't stupid, he always felt that this person seemed to be hiding a knife in his smile.

"It must have been the work of the 'crow' spies again, damn Lance, where did I offend him and kill me?" muttered Hain. But he is not very afraid of this matter, he will always come, and the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. He was just worried that someone around him would stab him in the back.