Damon handed the antidote to the veterinarian, who hurriedly fed the antidote to the facial paralysis and helped him to sit in the car.

After burying the poor mercenary whose head had been shot through, the mercenaries put themselves in place and continued their march towards Fort Rublin.

As the sky darkens, the tall stone walls begin to appear in front of everyone's eyes, and that is their destination - Red Wood Castle, the Wildfire Plain is not named because of the frequent wildfires, but because this plain has a large mangrove forest, and the Red Forest Fort is located in the center of this mangrove forest, the largest castle on the Wildfire Plains, belonging to the Earl of Sides of the Kingdom of Dalwolf in the north of the Vess continent. It's also only seven days away from Dell-Worf's capital, Snow Wolf, so it's the most prosperous area of the plain.

Dimon had never left Hoka when he was so old, and looking at the largest castle in the Wildfire Plains, Dimon felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

The Golden Regiment is encamped a little further away from Red Limburg, and due to the large number of merchants traveling between Snow Wolf City and the Wildfire Plains, the business here is also very prosperous and prosperous, and there are many warbands looking for work here, which also means that many trading goods can be bought here, as well as weapons and armor.

With a poisoned arrow in his face, Wright was seriously wounded, and most of the mercenaries in the warband were poor peasants and gangsters, so the task of delivering the mission this time could only be handed over to the old knight and Tully. But the old knight was drunk and mad all day, and Tully was a rough man, so they had to take Damon, who had fled Cisse in a hurry.

The people on the street cheered for the warriors of the Golden Regiment, and four mercenaries laboriously pushed the cart containing the corpse of the wyvern through the cheering crowd, many of whom pointed at the wyvern and cursed.

It is said that this flying dragon suddenly came to the Wildfire Plains, and then hunted the sheep of nearby villagers and destroyed a village by the way.

Whenever Count Cydes led his men to hunt down the dragon, it hid far away, and in desperation, Count Cydes had no choice but to spend a lot of money to find mercenaries to deal with the monster.

After pushing the dragon through the castle gates, Daemon and his party handed over the dragon's body to Count Saidus' military, and the attendant led the old knight, Tully, and Daemon to the main hall.

Entering the hall, Damon was struck by the luxury in front of him, the door of the hall was made of sterling silver, the sunlight shone through the stained glass, and a red carpet on the marble floor tiles passed through the hall to a chair inlaid with various colored gems, and their client, Lord Count Saidus, sat on the chair.

"Smack, smack, smack," Master Eddes clapped and slowly stood up and walked down the steps of the chair to the three of them, and only then did Daemon take his eyes off the beautiful maid and move to Count Saidus.

Along the way, Daemon thought that this Lord Siders would be as fat and bald as the aristocratic lord in the mouth of the mercenaries of the Hawka Tavern, but the middle-aged man in front of him was burly, with an angular face, and quite a knightly heroism.

"Where's my ballista?" Mistress Saidus's tone wasn't as arrogant as Tali had described him before he arrived.

"Yes, my lord, our captain and a dozen of his brothers have died in this mission, and if you need us to compensate the ballista, then please deduct from our commission for this mission," said Daemon, following what the old knight had taught him on the road.

"No need, I, Saidus, will be the right person to speak, and the commission will be given to you according to the agreed amount", he snapped his fingers, and the butler standing next to the seat pulled up two boxes.

"Your Excellency, you are such a cheerful person, good luck," said Daemon, who told the four mercenaries waiting outside to carry the money to the cart and cover it with an oilcloth.

"Cut, a bunch of lowly dogs" spoke to a young man standing behind Saidus, estimated to be in his twenties, with a look of disdain on his pale face.