On the top floor of a hotel, in a room facing the street, Latis and Bill, as well as a little girl with a dead face, leaned against the window, condescendingly looking at the hotel opposite, unscrupulously observing the situation of the enemy.

"Hey~, are you sure it's a mercenary group and not an elite unit of which country?"

The question came out of the mouth of Latis, and although it was in a joking tone, the fear in the words could be heard by anyone with a little brain.

He didn't blame him for this, but what he saw in front of him was beyond his expectations - whether it was size or temperament, or anything else, all kinds of factors, he couldn't connect these guys in front of him with mercenaries.

The hotel opposite should be the largest one in the whole town, but it still doesn't seem to be able to accommodate all the members of the mercenary group, and outside the door of the restaurant are neatly waiting for the mercenaries wearing white robes on a black background, holding giant gray wolf-like mounts one by one, arranged there straightly, not moving at all, it seems that even the expression is carved out of a mold, obviously there are more than two hundred people, plus the same number of gray wolf mounts of a small size, almost to occupy the entire street, but there is no slightest chaos and noise, whether it is a man or a beast, all as stable as a stone carving, people can't help but be moved。

Unified equipment, unified mounts with Warcraft blood, all formal professionals, and military literacy that is forbidden by order······ This special code is too well-trained, right?

Even a weaker country can't take out such a force, right?

You tell me this is a mercenary group?

Bill also replied with a solemn face: "It should be... Can't be wrong. ”

On the contrary, Onevael didn't feel much about this, but exclaimed: "It's amazing! It is worthy of being the mercenary group of the king of mercenaries! It is not worse than the dragon and lion guards of the kingdom at all!"

Latis turned his head and glanced at her meaningfully, "So, what kind of dragon and lion guards seem to you to have seen again······"

He has long felt that the identity of this girl is not simple, ordinary people and even most nobles may not be able to cultivate such a stupid white sweet, this girl should be a real pampered, carefree, born with thousands of pampered and then undoubtedly spoiled guy, only in this way can her wonderful character be described, of course, ordinary people cannot have a mysterious powerhouse like Brigitte to protect them, and it is impossible to run around the world with a magic sword of immeasurable value.

In fact, he has already had a rough guess about the identity of this girl, after all, this girl did not hide her real name in front of him, and it is easy to think of it if you inquire more - he is not the protagonist of those bad novels, obviously the evidence is conclusive, the clues are clear, but he will always guess somewhere else, and he will be surprised when the identity of the princess, prince and so on is revealed, he really can't learn it.

To be honest, he didn't bother to care about his identity or anything, and he didn't even bother to expose it, in his opinion, it wasn't a big deal at all, and there was nothing new about the runaway princess going out on adventures and the like? It was really nothing strange for him to run into her once-well, he did think about whether he could get something from her or use her idea, after all, she was a princess of a country, and there could always be some rare good things in the treasury, right?

If it weren't for these considerations, he would have exposed her identity a long time ago, so that she couldn't hide it and was taken back obediently, and he wouldn't have to bother him again.

Of course, there is also the fear that this will make the current situation more serious and chaotic, mercenaries, churches, and the Temple of Death······ The situation is already chaotic enough, if the forces of the Chris's kingdom are intervened again, I really don't know what will become of it, so it's better to be cautious.

Onivelle suddenly snorted at a loss, but she didn't know that this performance was more exposed: "Hey? Haha··· It's just an analogy... Hahahaha······"

Lady Brigitte behind her saw everything in her eyes, but she didn't have much expression, just an extra glance at Latisse, whether it was her eyes or expression, it was too flat, no one knew what she was thinking.

"It's out. ”

Bill's low-pitched reminder sounded at the right time, attracting everyone's attention again, Latis looked down, and sure enough, the heads of the major mercenary groups walked out of the tavern surrounded by several men and women in black and white robes with a cold temperament, and they could see obvious restraint and flattery from their demeanor.

When they came, the reception banquet had already begun, and it was not surprising that it ended so quickly, Latis's ill-intentioned eyes fell on a cold man with white hair and a shawl in the center - maybe because of his temperament, or the aura of a strong man, etc., obviously there were so many people, Radis still noticed him at first sight:

"The king of mercenaries, it doesn't seem to match this title at all, that cold and suffocating feeling······"

"This title is a recognized laurel, not a personal nickname, in fact, the original nickname of this guy named Salos Nights Ukdila seems to be 'Sword Ghost of the Dead Night', and the title of King of Mercenaries fell to him when the overall strength of his mercenary group greatly surpassed that of the other two top mercenary groups······ Actually, I don't know, but I just heard it from other mercenaries. ”

Bill followed Radis' gaze and added a timely explanation.

"It doesn't matter, just make sure he's my next opponent······· Eh, where are they going?"

Radis's relaxed words were only halfway through when they were interrupted by their next move.

After a moment of politeness, under the command of a high-ranking mercenary group of the night, the black-clothed mercenaries who were quietly guarding on both sides of the street immediately jumped on their mounts in unison, took the lead cleanly, and rushed down the street at the speed of marching, and the people of the other mercenary groups also followed, looking a little imposing.

These mercenaries, who had just arrived and had just eaten a meal, did not leave this alone, but accompanied the large army of the night, and headed towards the church with great momentum!

Ladison was caught off guard: Oh, you were ready to do something when you first came, so direct, so anxious?!

Look at them like this, this is a quick battle!

Although I hoped that you would put more pressure on the church, Nima and I haven't negotiated a business yet! Shouldn't you slowly argue with the church? Such a neat and neat commotion has simply flashed my waist!

"No, let's go ahead and have a look!"

Things were beyond his control, and Latis couldn't maintain a relaxed posture for a while, so he greeted and hurriedly set off to follow.

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On the other side, the vicissitudes of life with a giant sword glanced in the direction of the church, and then took a calm step······