Hogg looked at this familiar young man in a daze, the young man who had always stood silently behind the Pope, but now he seemed to have become a peerless murderer!

can rely on the power of one person to stop the army of 10,000 people, so that it does not dare to survive in the slightest!

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Loren with stubble on his face and said, "Someone paid you to save me?"

Originally, he thought that the Pope had sent him to help, but now it seems that there is something wrong with his own thoughts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Loren put the lightsaber back into its scabbard and said with an expressionless face, "Nicole Bran is willing to pay 10,000 gold coins as a reward for this, come with me, no one will dare to hurt you." ”

Self-confidence, even to the point of ignoring everything!

But no one thought he was talking to himself, or that he was empty-eyed.

Because his strength is completely worthy of it!

When Nicole Bran knew that the main army was being dragged in the mountains fifty kilometers away from Highland City, and she had not received news from Hogg for seven or eight days, she could only describe it as anxious!

In a large-scale war like a meat grinder, death is only a moment!

And just when she was worried, 'someone' suggested that she post a top adventurer mission in the 'Pilgrim Town'! Because the gray-clothed Juggernaut is now among the adventurers, but it has been a rumor in the north for a long time.

Despite Mean's promise that she would keep Hogg safe, Nicole released the first 10,000 gold bounty from the royal family in Pilgrim Town!

And this quest has been fermenting in the entire circle of adventurers in the north for many days!

Many people seem to be desperate for this, but it is a large-scale war against Enomosen!

Even the Knights of Fiona can only sigh in their hopes, and the difficulty is a terrifying bounty mission!

Until that day, a man and a woman walked into the noisy tavern.

The Gray-clothed Juggernaut has taken on this top-notch mission to date!

This kind of news can be described as a bombshell in the adventurer world in the north! There are people talking about this topic almost all the time!

Coupled with the hatred between the gray-clothed Swordmaster and the royal family of Enomosen many years ago, the whole thing has even been added to some legends!

For Loren, money was just a number, and as long as he didn't want to, no amount of money could impress him.

Unless, of course, someone is behind this.

Not far from the battlefield, Meen was resting on the side of the road with Hilda.

Not letting go of any possible opportunity has always been Mean's principle of life, even if it seems to be mean and impersonal.

But if you want to build a huge mercenary union that can cross continents, the necessary foreshadowing is essential.

Even the current 'Pilgrim Town' has a faint appearance of a mercenary union, and it is also a place for the exchange of information between adventurers and adventurers in the place where the mission is issued, and the only thing missing is the lack of rules and regulations and organizational structure of the people.

No one could kill Hogg, a character who played a vital role in the stability of the political situation in the North, under his nose, as long as he wanted to.

And the reason why he chose to sit on the sidelines and let Loren come forward to solve this matter was naturally to take this opportunity to continue to build momentum for the establishment of the mercenary union.

Hilda played with her silver revolver and leaned against a dead tree boredly, "There is still a war over there, the Kingdom Army and the Holy War Army are still fighting bloodily, we are resting in this kind of place... Not so good. ”

Sitting on a rock, he was teasing the horses, and said lightly, "They all gave their lives for the light and glory, and fighting and bloodshed, isn't it the duty of a soldier to be covered?"

The half-blood ranger snorted coldly, "You can always find some inexplicable and strong excuses, is human life so worthless in your eyes?"

Hearing Hilda's voice, Minn put down the hay he used to make the horses, got up from the stone, and looked at the battlefield from afar, his face expressionless.

"Punisher, life and wisdom are the most precious treasures of all human beings, and this cannot be changed. ”

"And any success comes at a price, whether it's death or time, or anything else you can't reach. ”

"But for me, none of them died in vain, and that's enough. ”

Glancing up at Mean, Hilda immediately began to look down and play with her pistol again, muttering to herself, "Contradictory guy..."

Shortly after Meen's words fell, an old acquaintance appeared in front of Meen again.

...

The air on the battlefield at this time seemed to be condensed, and countless pairs of eyes fell on Loren, the somewhat thin figure, but like an unsheathed sword, which people couldn't look at directly.

Hogg's face hesitated slightly, he glanced at the soldiers around him, and his tone gradually deepened, "My soldiers are still here, unless you can take them with you." ”

Loren's eyes always revealed a kind of indifference and coldness, and his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, "That 10,000 gold coins are only enough to buy you alone." ”

Those red-robed mystics standing on the periphery of the battlefield saw that there was no one else in Loren in the middle of the battlefield, and there was no one else within ten meters of him, and their faces fluctuated.

On the body of that silver-haired girl, they could feel the fluctuations of powerful elemental power extremely clearly.

And those long ears speak for herself.

The group of powerful creatures that live in legends, the High Elves.

And most people are afraid of the name of the Gray-clothed Sword Saint, which does not mean that everyone will be afraid.

A young priest of the Vulcan Sect saw that the army that had come to a standstill was a little confused, so he said with a cold face, "Gray-clothed Sword Saint, can one person scare you all into not moving?"

A court mage standing beside him glanced at the young priest who was only seventeen years old at most, and when the gray-clothed Sword Saint was his age, he was probably still a little kid who didn't understand anything.

It's normal not to know the man's name.

He had never been accustomed to looking at these gods and gods, and the middle-aged mystic man sneered in his heart, his complexion did not change, and he said lightly, "Hehe, Priest Silaire, do you dare to go to trouble the gray-clothed Sword Saint when you say this?"

There is almost no disguise, and even some boring agitation.

But for a young priest of the Vulcan Sect who had just gained mysterious power and had little knowledge from the countryside, his heart was swollen and he naturally would not bow down to this kind of thing again.

Snorted coldly, "I think it should be that a few of you blazing star mages are scared, how can a wandering martial artist have the strength to compete with us." ”

Although he said so, he was not stupid at all, no matter how much he sneered in his heart, but now those priests who were older than him did not move, and he naturally would not be reckless.