The news of the total destruction of the MONOCULUS mercenary group in Dry Sand City reached a huge fortress as soon as it came, and the mercenaries standing in the Raven Tower to receive the letter immediately took the letter to the council chamber of the fortress, where the leaders of the five mercenary guilds were sitting.

The Mercenary Guild is not a very mysterious organization, it has chapters in every country except the Republic of Marvil. However, the exact location of this huge fortress is unknown to many people.

The windows of the chamber are large and wide, and the hall sits southward, so that the sunlight from the outside can easily shine on everything inside, whether it is morning or evening. There was nothing extra in the hall except for the flags of the nine mercenary groups belonging to the mercenary union, each nailed to the wall.

In the middle of the hall was a long table made of crimson stone, flanked by an expensive gold-rimmed iron chair, and there was nothing on the long table, and the usual candlesticks and fruits did not appear. There is no candlestick in the hall, so it can be assumed that the people who discuss here either do not discuss here at night, or need servants to come here with candles to illuminate the place.

There were five people sitting at the long table now, all of whom had just received the news that the MONOCULUS mercenary group had been wiped out.

A young man dressed in ordinary servant costume with a humble expression sat in his master's place, holding the letter in a balanced manner with both hands, and bowed his head to read the message he had just received.

"The MONOCULUS mercenary group acted according to the plan and introduced the 100,000 Winter Infantry led by Jack to the border of the Maweil Republic, the Oguna Empire also took the opportunity to attack the Kosai Kingdom as the master expected, and the Salins Kingdom and the Three Duchyes also expected the change of the Princely Kingdom. This young man is the communicator between the president of the mercenary union and the leader of the nine mercenary groups, no one in the union knows his name, and basically everyone calls this young man "communicator".

Birel, the leader of the Guinea Pig Mercenary Regiment, one of the nine mercenary groups, couldn't help but immediately ask: "Just hurry up and say something unexpected, I can't wait!" The head of the regiment touched the wine jug on his waist, and he was about to run out of wine. The head of the regiment looked like a rice ball, and his two big ears were attached to his cheeks, as if they were glued to it. His front teeth were like those of a rat, long and pointed, and his upper and lower lips could not be covered, allowing them to be exposed. And Birrell spoke quickly and urgently, like a guinea pig gnawing on something.

The communicator nodded slightly, put down the letter, opened another document and read: "In Dry Sand City, he encountered a premeditated ambush by other mercenary forces, resulting in the death of James, the leader of the MONOCULUS Mercenary Regiment, there is a crow letter flying from the Republic of Marvell to Grimmko, which points out the intention of the Winter Kingdom to sneak attack, and an unknown force has tampered with the contents of the nobleman's letter in Free City, so that the Moon Shield Mercenary Group has obtained modified information." The communicator stopped at this point, hurriedly closed the file, and nodded again.

Marven, the deputy head of the Knight Mercenary Regiment, one of the nine mercenary groups, had to cough lightly and reminded the communicator, he said: "Communicator, your obsessive-compulsive disorder has flare-up again, is there a fourth message in this letter?" After the middle-aged mercenary finished speaking, the communicator had to open the file again.

"Personally, I think that since the third unexpected thing has happened, the second thing is the inevitable event!" Bielle interjected.

Three unexpected things were mentioned before, and the three unexpected things were just equal in quantity, but the communicator has always had symptoms of forcing himself to do equal things, so he had to open the letter again at Malvin's request and continued: "This is a new message, Prince Jack of the Kingdom of Cosey was captured by the consul Barnes, and he did not retreat back to the country to support the domestic front. ”

Marvin shook his head and said, "This should be expected, if he is killed in battle or executed, it will be considered unexpected." "Marven, the deputy head of His Majesty's Knights, was wearing a lilac plate armor with a slender knight's sword on his left and right waists, and it was hard to imagine that a mercenary on a horse would hold a weapon in both hands, and both were knightly swords with a very small attack range.

The communicator still lowered his head, like a shy little virgin facing his new wife, and did not dare to open his voice.

Reese, the leader of the widow's mercenary group, said, "There are no people today, and we can't make any decisions, so they won't just let us know a few things and summon us, right?" The woman wore a silk veil, and all she could see was her charming eyes and long, curved, thin eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm here, aren't we all together? A crisp male voice came from outside the door of the council chamber, followed by a beautiful man of twenty-five. He wears light red plate armor, holds a pink striped shield, and wears a white top hat adorned with three black feathers. The beautiful man danced briskly, and the strip shield in his hand followed him as if he were a dance partner standing across from him, spinning, forward, and jumping towards the long redstone table. "One, two, three, four, five!" he counted the people in attendance as he beat the beat.

The others didn't say a word and looked at him coldly, but only Reese, the leader of the widow mercenary group, clapped her palms with a smile in her eyes and helped each other beat the beat, as if she was watching a wonderful performance on a big stage.

The man who is still spinning and dancing is called Orlando, and he is the leader of the "Shining Flames, Silver Flowers, and Gentle Beautiful Young Mercenary Group", and people from the outside world generally call this outrageously beautiful mercenary group the Beautiful Youth Mercenary Group. Orlando's fingers were as slender as a girl's, his skin was as white as snow, his features were as delicate as if they had been carved by the greatest sculptor, and his pure silver hair, which countless women would envy and envy, was hidden under a white top hat.

Marvin, the deputy head of the Royal Knight's Mercenary Regiment, stood up and scolded loudly: "It's disgusting to work with this kind of guy, if it weren't for the head of the regiment, I would never have come here!"

Only then did the communicator raise his head, sit in his seat and stretch out his hands to Marvin: "Deputy head don't go, the communicator still has a message to convey to you." "The communicator is mediocre, and in the ordinary countryside, there are more young people who look like him than sweet potatoes in the mud.

Marven snorted and sat back in his place, and Orlando also touched the crowd with his right hand on his chest and his left hand pinned to his back after a dance, bowing with one leg bent, and then bowing in each of the other three directions before taking his place.

The sunlight outside the window shone softly into the room, and the crimson stone long table was also illuminated in bright red, and the outlines of everyone's faces began to become clear.

Orlando looked at the "object" across from him and suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot about you, or I would have been singing." In fact, Orlando counted the communicator when he counted the number of people just now, so he really missed the "object" on the other side.

The "object" on the other side is actually the "Pillar Priest", the leader of the Holy Spirit Mercenary Regiment. The arms of the "pillar priest" are gone, and it is unknown whether they were cut off or they were born as such, and the arms of his clothes have been cut off. The upper and lower eyelids of the priest's eyes were sewn together by several iron threads, which looked a little scary. He didn't speak, sitting in his place, and ordinary people wouldn't easily find out that it was a person.

The Pillar Priest coughed twice, but instead of paying attention to Orlando, he sat there quietly.

The leader of the guinea pig mercenary group, Birrell, was already waiting a little impatiently, he touched the wine jug on his waist, and found that the wine inside had been drunk, and the irritability on his face instantly increased a level.

The communicator said slowly: "Okay, I won't repeat the previous announcement, please ask the head of Orlando to learn from the other leaders." ”

"You mean to let me know from the beautiful young woman Reese. Orlando said this as she winked at Reese and kissed her lips. But Reese, the leader of the widow's mercenary group, did not respond enthusiastically, and she could not tell whether she was smiling or not smiling while she was wearing a veil.

"The President's intention is for you to find a new mercenary group," the messenger immediately said what he thought was the most important thing of the day, "the MONOCULUS mercenary group will be wiped out, and there will be no place for them on this continent." As soon as he finished speaking, two mercenaries walked in from outside the council chamber and took down the banner that the MONOCULUS mercenaries had set on the wall.

Orlando put one hand on the table in the shape of a piano, and the other hand supported his chin, he looked up with both eyes, sighed, and said, "That guy James is really pitiful, he really can't rely on enchanted equipment alone!"

"What is that?" asked Birrell immediately.

"Of course it's beautiful!" Orlando looked back at Birel, the leader of the guinea pig mercenary group, "But rats like you don't understand the mysteries!"

Birrell didn't feel angry either, he looked at the messenger and asked, "What about the rest of the mercenaries of the MONOCULUS mercenary group?"

"We wouldn't want someone who wasn't a knight. ”

"Hehe! I'm not uncommon if I'm not a beautiful man, at least I have to have a certain appearance!"

"We only need widows, I guess there won't be a single woman in the MONOCULUS mercenary group, right?"

Only the "pillar man" did not speak, because the mercenaries of the Holy Spirit Mercenary Regiment were all corpse soldiers, and there was no need for living people at all.

The communicator was looked at and asked questions by several regiment commanders in turn, and his face turned red instantly, and he whispered after a while: "There are nearly 5,000 mercenaries under the deceased regimental commander James, which will be equally distributed among the mercenary groups here today, you can write down the selection conditions after the meeting, and our trade union organization will assist in the distribution." ”

Orlando put his hand on the silver hair next to his ear and said, "Do you really want us to recommend the new mercenary group ourselves?"

"That's right, that's what the president meant, except for a mercenary group. ”

"Moon Shield Mercenary Regiment. Except for the "pillar man", the other four mercenary group leaders said in unison.