"Secrets?

"You have to ...... first"

"You'll regret it, old man. ”

Before Dawson could finish speaking, the boy interrupted him.

......

(Listen up, mercenary rule one.) No matter what happens, there is absolutely no betrayal of the employer during the entente. ）

(Hmm!)

(Article 2...... ）

This is a must-have item every day before the boy becomes a mercenary, when he learns art from the old man.

From listening at the beginning, to memorizing later.

For ten years, from a little imp who was just a slave, to a mercenary who could take charge on his own.

The boy never forgot the old man's teachings.

The first step of every morning exercise is the mercenary code. With the recitation, the physical training is carried out step by step.

The mercenary code has become something deeply rooted in his bones.

From benefactor to master, from master to father. Time is passing away day by day, and the teenager is growing day by day. From a ghost to a warrior, the body is changing, and the heart is also changing.

Although, he never called Dawson's father, and Dawson never recognized him as a son.

However, they all know it in their hearts.

Each other has long regarded each other as the closest people.

In the mind of the teenager, the person in front of him. Once the greatest and most gentle man. Not a father, but better than his own father.

Just now, this greatest person in his own mind. This man who once talked about the mercenary code every day and wanted him to keep it in mind. But because he was afraid of death, he turned his back on his faith.

This is something that the teenager can't understand, and the moon can't forgive.

The boy and the tear wept and cried about his admiration for the old man, puzzled and spurned.

Suddenly, the young man wiped away his tears,

"You are afraid of death, but I am not afraid. I'm ashamed to be a mercenary with you. ”

With that, the boy pushed aside the crowd and came to me. "Bang" pulled out his long sword,

"Come on!"

I frowned, looking at this second thing that came out of nowhere. I wondered if this guy had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Is this half-way kill of Cheng Biting Jin a fatal thing?

Changing the posture of holding the sword, the tip of the sword slashed across the ground with a crisp sound. made this group of mercenaries who were a little embarrassed instantly feel that their hearts were about to rise to their throats.

A team of more than 70 people made several people fly with just one photo. In less than half an hour, more than half of the number of people was lost.

These people consider themselves no match for others.

Since you have been abandoned by your employer, there is no point in working hard.

Just now, people had the meaning of a little peace talk, but they were disturbed by the young man in front of them. To put it mildly, if it weren't for Dawson's support, these people would have rushed up and chopped this stupid X-like person into mashed meat.

"Deal!" "But if you mention that secret is worthless. Then don't ....... ”

I don't have a good opinion of these mercenaries. A group of people who live for money and die for money. For a group of people who don't have much faith in their souls, I don't mind doing something to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"Good!"

Dawson swallowed the blood that was pouring into his mouth, pulled a small scroll from his bosom and threw it over.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're here for it!"

The scroll drew an arc in the air, and the boy who wanted to cut the scroll in front of him was unguarded by the person behind him.

After struggling and realizing that he could not break free, the boy began to curse loudly.

It's just that no one pays attention to him now.

When I opened the scroll, I found an address and a sketch of what appeared to be a secret passage.

"The people you're looking for are all there!"

"Hey, someone is going to conspire ....... ”

The painting that the boy suddenly shouted into the air was really startling. However, only halfway through the shout, he was knocked unconscious by Nisben, who had been standing beside him.

"I'm sorry!"

Nisben said as he looked back at Dawson.

Dawson didn't speak, just shook his head.

I'm not interested in getting involved in this kind of family matter. Putting the scroll away, he took out two vials of Powerful Recovery Potion from the bottomless bag, using one for safety and then tossing the other to Dawson.

"You're not lightly injured, this is for you!"

Dawson took it and looked at it, shocked by what he saw. It is rumored that this powerful potion was only available within the Imperial army, and even the nobles did not have the right to sell it privately.

The person in front of him just gave himself so casually, and it was obviously indistinguishable from the two sides just now.

Let's not talk about what that bearded Dawson thinks. I understand that if you want a horse to run, you have to give it grass.

With this out of the way, the rest is much simpler.

"Your people, you are responsible. "If I recover, I'm ready to go!"

After drinking the potion, Dawson chirped his mouth and felt the recovery of his body. Thinking about it, it was worthy of a powerful potion, and most of the damage was immediately recovered.

Although the effect is still not as good as the Holy Light of the Church.

Dawson nodded at me.