Chapter 122: The Fierce Widow

The reason why Satnam was able to recognize that person at a glance was the deputy head of the widow mercenary group, Myra, was not only because of the other party's wolf-eating appearance, but also because of the deputy head named Myla, who was wearing a very special armor, so that people in the entire continent, as soon as they heard Myra, would remember the rumored image.

Myrah had no armor or clothes on her chest, but she had a huge scar that crossed both sides of her chest! This scar was cut with a sharp object, but the cut was not done by someone else, but by Myra herself. She cut off all the ** on her chest, and the skin that connected her chest, up to her neck and down to her belly was scratched with a sharp weapon. Although the mouth was now closed, the terrible scar was not covered by any clothing or armor, and in the winter, Myra still showed her chest, but she had completely lost her feminine sexual characteristics, and if you only looked at her breasts, it seemed that the other party was a completely uncivilized savage.

In addition to the scar on his chest, the deputy leader of the widow mercenary group was protected by steel armor on his arms, shoulders, and lower body, and only his heart was exposed, as if he was calling the enemy to attack her heart.

Satnam stood outside the door of the dining place, he didn't expect this legendary mercenary to appear here, you must know that Marven of the King's Knight Mercenary Regiment, who also belongs to the Mercenary Guild, had just betrayed the Papal States, and now he had actually met someone from the Widow Mercenary Regiment! When he discussed with Derek about food before, the other party basically didn't mention that the mercenary group of the Mercenary Guild had joined the camp of the Theoguna Empire, didn't even he know?

Satnam noticed that some well-fed mercenaries looked at him who had been standing outside the door with strange eyes, he didn't know if the people of the widow's mercenary group knew about Marvin, but he knew that he couldn't continue to stand here, so he had better go in first. Satnam turned around and asked Fett to go in with him, and found that Fett was already sitting at a table in the dining area, picking up a cup and preparing to drink.

"Why did you run in on your own?" Satnam hurriedly walked over and sat across from him, with his back to Myra.

Fed took a piece of white bread from the pile of white bread on the table, "Aren't we here to eat? I thought you had too much for breakfast, so I wanted to stand for a moment." After saying that, Feder began to eat bread, and when he had finished eating it, he took another apple pie and went on eating.

Satnam also pretended to pick up a piece of bread, then turned slightly, and looked behind him secretly. Three tables away, Myra was munching on the lamb chops, basically the meat in her mouth and the bones spitting out. She curled her hair in a spiral and tied it on the top of her head, but even then, a lot of juice splashed on her forehead and even in her hair. Myra stepped on one foot in her chair, the other shaking, and poured wine as if no one was around. The other mercenaries around them all sat far away, not daring to get too close to this fierce female mercenary.

Satnam had been observing for a long time, and had discovered that Reese, the leader of the widow's mercenary group, was not here, and that the mercenary union was the only one in the mercenary union. The commanders, deputy commanders or squadron leaders of other mercenary groups are eating and drinking, Satnam basically doesn't know these people, it seems that they all want to join the defense line of the Theoguna Empire, no one knows whether there will be some ill-intentioned guys in this group of mercenaries, and when the two empires go to war, they will turn against each other or fish in troubled waters.

"You mercenaries really smell blood, and you will appear wherever you smell, and there is no loyalty or honor to speak of. Satnam turned around and took a few sips of wheat wine, he didn't like mercenaries, but he had to work with Fielder for the time being.

Fidel shook his head and didn't say anything, he ate to himself, and when he was full, he sat there, looking at the other mercenaries expressionlessly. Few of the mercenaries who ate here spoke, most of them silently ate the food on their tables, and everyone seemed to be very obedient, which was completely different from the personality of ordinary mercenaries.

In addition to the mercenaries, there is also a group of people who occupy the longest table alone, this group of five people, one of them is wearing a rather distinctive animal skin armor, made of a variety of beast fur, the surface of the animal skin armor is snow-white with some black spots, there are no lines, and there are more solid color blocks. The other four were all rough-skinned, and they were not wearing the plate armor that was prevalent in the mainland, only some relatively light and flexible inlay armor. The man in the animal skin armor looked very young, probably only about twenty years old, but the other four strong men all respected him, and it seemed that he was the leader of the group.

"Those people don't look like mercenaries. Satnam whispered to Fidd.

Fett followed Satnam's eyes, the faces and clothes of these five people seemed to have been seen somewhere, Fed thought about it, and then remembered the soldiers of the Winter Kingdom in the north of the continent, that is, the Kosai Kingdom, those warriors who lived on the cold frozen soil, many of them were dressed like this.

"I don't know. Fidel replied.

At this time, some knights of the Theoguna Empire walked in, they did not speak, but silently took out some notepads and asked everyone who had eaten enough to write down their origins and names. With the exception of Satnam and Fed, the deputy head of the widow's mercenary group, and the five men hiding in the corner, all the other mercenaries had to write down their messages. After confirming their names and identities, the knights left with all the mercenaries. There were just a few of them left in the huge dining hall, and some leftover steaks and bread.

Myra had already noticed Satnam and the group in the corner, but she was just picking her teeth with a thin stick of wood, not looking in Satnam's direction at all.

Fylde noticed that Myra had two weapons around her waist, a mace and a short knife. She looks like Marvin and Patrick, a dual-wielding warrior. To know that a person has only two hands, and each hand holds the same weapon, that is really commendable. Patrick's presence in the arena of the City of Honor may have been unguarded because of the need to entertain the audience. But Fei De has already seen Marvin's sword skills, and the opponent can completely replace defense with offense, and will not be dominated by sword and shield warriors at all. In this way, this mercenary is also an unusually brave warrior who does not care for defense. And judging from the fact that the other party's chest was exposed, it seemed that she didn't care about exposing her heart to the enemy at all.

Feder was accustomed to holding a sword with both hands, a relatively heavy weapon that could deal damage effectively, and in the hands of the nimble, a two-handed weapon could also have good defense. But two-handed weapons and dual-wielding weapons are two completely different concepts, but these are just personal fighting habits.

Satnam began to consider whether to arrest the Myra, and then interrogated Malvern's whereabouts. Although the Papal States are not powerful, the mercenary guild cannot be allowed to betray them so shamelessly. The head of the Order of the Church was about to walk over to probe when the young man in animal skin armor, who was sitting at the farthest distance, stood up. The four people next to him also followed him, "You can go." The young man said.

At the same time, a group of people appeared at the door, all of them heavily armored guards, and the heavily armored guards led by them shouted loudly to everyone: "I am Leland, the captain of the guard of the regent Shumo, and now I have invited the head of the Church Knights, Satnam, the deputy head of the widow mercenary regiment, and Ludwig, the viscount of the Kingdom of Kose, to follow me to the upcoming military defense meeting. "The round-headed, round-headed Leland held a shield as tall as a man in his hand and a huge spear on his back, looking like a hippopotamus on land, bulky and strong.

When Satnam heard this, he immediately looked back at the young man, Viscount Ludwig of the Winter Kingdom, with a slightly surprised expression. For some reason, he had never heard of Ludwig's name.

"Lord of the Snow Leopards, Ludwig," Satnam whispered to Fidel, "this man has left the North to come here, and it seems that the invading forces of the East Oguna Empire are in serious trouble." ”