The headquarters of the Blue Legion, where a large number of mercenaries live, was originally just a small village, but after a few years of development, it has gradually evolved into the scale of a small town. Because of the mercenaries, some other industries here have also been driven. The most prosperous is nothing more than the arms industry, and there is also the catering industry.

These mercenaries are generally some unrelated and unprovoked people, and the bounties earned by working hard to complete the task are naturally not for marrying a daughter-in-law. Most of the mercenaries are for squandering, after all, they carry their heads to complete tasks every time, and they really don't know which day they will become fodder for the apostles.

There are about 2,000 mercenaries at the current headquarters of the Blue Legion, and this town is called 'Green Town'. It is located in a plain in the western part of Ammir. The city looks like a child sleeping quietly during the day, but at night it becomes a city that is lit up and never sleeps.

Hain and the others completed the task, and when they reported the mission to Leon that day, they did not receive a commendation from the head of Leon, and they did not even have a greeting of concern, probably because the task was not completed beautifully. He just said to Geist with a straight face: 'Submit the battle report to me as soon as possible.' It's really a cold and piercing sentence, Captain Leon, who has always been kind and kind, I don't know why he treats Hain and the others with such an expression, but through Leon's eyebrows, Hain seems to see a trace of melancholy. Hain felt as if something big was going to happen, but as a recruit, he didn't have the authority to know about high-level affairs, and it was not possible for a person who achieved Leon's position to only be able to combat and train soldiers, and if he couldn't play with power, he would be eliminated.

These days, the life of a mercenary has become boring, and reports of apostolic invasions have gradually decreased. The apostle is the job of the mercenaries, and if there are fewer apostles, the life of the mercenaries will become, drinking and sleeping, of course, the Green Corps is the most militarized mercenary organization, and training is also a part of life. Tasks such as standing guard and patrolling the border are quite boring.

Haine's several people were scarred because they had just returned from completing their mission, and the mercenary group did not arrange training and patrols for them. It's also a few precious holidays in the middle of your busy schedule.

In fact, Hain's body has almost recovered, and he feels that although his blade has not yet awakened, since returning from the ruins, his blade ability has improved to a higher level. For Haien, no matter whether others give him a holiday or not, he is a person who refuses to give up practicing, because Haien's master taught him that 'if you don't practice a hundred days', Haien can write a book of quotations for the master's teaching. The closed disciple who treated him all day long, Hain, was as strict as Hades was with those ghosts. In the days when Hain practiced with his master, every day was devil training. Whenever he thinks about it, Hayne has nightmares. Just like those who have gone through the college entrance examination, maybe many years have passed, they will dream that they are tortured by endless test questions.

In the early morning of that day, the breeze was slightly cool, and Hain lay on his bed, riding on his quilt, and let the cool breeze whiff his thighs. Still sleeping like a dead pig. Hain was still asleep in the weather, but he hadn't seen anything like it in a long time. Because for many years, Hai En has always had the habit of getting up early to practice, no matter how bad the wind and sun, no matter how bad the weather, as long as he is not performing a task, he has never stopped.

After a long time, Hain gradually rubbed his eyes and woke up from his sleep, he slept very deeply today, he didn't dream of those strange things, maybe he dreamed, but he forgot it. Hain felt like his head was hurting, as if he had been hit hard by a blunt object, and like his head was filled with liquid and about to explode.

"Damn, these people, I'm convinced. I said I couldn't drink, but I was still forced to drink. Alas...... It hurts. Hain grumbled to himself. Thinking back to the scene of last night, Hain gritted his teeth with hatred, although there were some fragments. He fell for Geist. Geist, Lort, and Emily come to Hayne's room and invite him out to relax. Hain shirked in every possible way because he wanted to practice, but he couldn't twist the soft grinding and hard bubbles of a few people.

Unexpectedly, Geist's so-called going out to relax turned out to be going to a bar for a drink. Hayne is not afraid of any kind of strong enemy, but he is afraid of drinking. Because he has to vomit every time he drinks, he obviously can't drink much, but as soon as someone toasts, he does it boldly. So every time in the end, he was the only one who couldn't go home.

Last night, the whole town was lit up, and the clear light of the moon could no longer hide the hustle and bustle of the city. Hain and the others stood in front of the largest bar in Qingzhen. Hain understood all this, and he was a little timid.

"You ...... Is it just a matter of drinking to relax?" asked Hayne.

"This is the largest bar in Qingzhen, 'Drunken Sheng'. Geist pointed to the sign in front of the bar. "We're not here to drink, but to see the view......? Hain, that service isn't available here. If you can't bear it, I'll show you a better place another day. Geist looked at Hain with a wicked smile.

"What kind of service does Mr. Hain want? Could it be that the wound has not fully healed and he wants to find a place to massage. Emily looked at everyone with an innocent face.

Geist almost fainted from laughter, holding his stomach and laughing as he said, "yes, yes, he just wanted to find a place to get a massage." It's hard to find a place like this. ”

Lorte leaned close to Emily's ear and said two words, and Emily's face seemed to burn. "You're so bad. ”

Hain shook his head, "Don't listen to Geist, I just don't know how to drink!"

"Who are you fooling! You mercenaries don't drink, so don't be modest. That's what I thought. Lorte!" Geist glanced at Lorte.

Lorte carried Hain directly behind him, and his huge body carried Hain as easily as a child. "I really don't know how to drink! Hain kept begging for mercy. But all was to no avail. How could Hayne have escaped this catastrophe? I can only obediently accept my fate.

Several people walked into the bar, and Lorte put Hayne still in the corner chair, and Hayne was just about to stand up, but was pressed down by Lorte. "Okay, okay. Can you order me a drink......? Geist, I want a drink!"

Geist ignored Hayne's plea and lay down on the bar. This bar is divided into two floors and has an all-wooden structure. A colourful crystal lamp on the glorious dome sets the whole bar atmosphere on fire. It's ten o'clock in the evening, and it's the peak time for the bar. There were almost no seats left, and there was only one seat for four people in the corner.

The shelves are filled with all kinds of liquor, and even some of the most valuable wines, and although it is located on the outskirts, this bar is no less famous than the famous bar of the royal capital of Ammir. There is a sign on the bar that says "Bar Rules".

First, don't fight privately.

Second, don't drink and have sex.

Third, don't flirt with the proprietress

Fourth, cure – charge.

Finally, there is another sentence, 'If you violate the rules, you will bear the consequences.' Obviously, the owner of this bar also has a lot of strength, otherwise he would dare to make such a bold statement here.

"Melinda, bring me three beers. Give that kid over there a drink. Geist seemed to be familiar with the proprietress as he looked at her with a wicked smile on his face.

"Yo, who should I be? It's Geist, you forgot last time. You should have tasted the power of your big brother Kleus. "This woman is also in her thirties, and her charm has not diminished. He has an excellent figure and is the object of admiration of countless men. A discreet red cheongsam outlines the sexy lines of mature women beautifully. Her long hair was coiled on top of her head, and a golden hairpin was inserted in her hair, which was not a favorite accessory for local Ammir women.

"Lady, you're laughing. My eldest brother isn't here today!" Geist asked in a low voice, covering his mouth with his right hand. For fear of being heard.

"Haha, kid remember the rules here, drink your bar. And do you really want to give that guy a drink?" Melinda winked and made Geist's saliva come out. He stared blankly at Melinda. The soul is unsheathed.

"He said he wanted a drink. You hear it too. Today I have a treat, don't skimp on your good wine. I'm going to have a good drink in a minute. ”

Melinda shoved three beers and one 'drink' in front of Geist. "Why haven't I seen this kid and that little girl? Mind you, it's a young man and a little girl. And don't do anything in my shop!" Melinda teased Geist with a wicked smile.

"Cut, I'm a straight man, I'm still not interested in men, and as for the flower bones that haven't opened yet, it's not my thing. I just like mature women like you, big sister. Your beauty has taken all women out of their lustre. ”

Melinda glanced at Hain, and the pupils in her eyes turned golden for a moment. The orange-yellow color made Hain's bones creep, and Hain immediately avoided Melinda's gaze. "Hehe, that young man is still shy. He's a blade user!, but ......."

"Eldest sister, nothing can escape your fiery eyes, how do you want to make him a drink? He's my friend, Hain. From Amir. The girl was also from Ammir's order, named Emily. Geist introduced his companions one by one. "All of them are my reliable companions!"

"You kid, running the train with your mouth full, in addition to complimenting me, you can also make friends. I didn't expect such a remote place in the Blue Corps to attract Ammir's masters. But this Hain's blade is not lightly wounded! I can make him a good wine, but it will be very expensive!"