Chapter 38: Li Mo's Preliminary Preparations (1)
"I need to prepare a few things before I go, though. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Info tells Jack and Carey to get ready, and when I get what I'm going to bring, we'll go. β
Hearing Li Mo's words, Jack and Carey did not hesitate at all, and immediately went to pack up the things that were usually on the task.
"John, you're going to take the two of them with you?" Will asked.
"Otherwise, we're now on guard against the Silver Wolves, so I've decided to take them with us. Jack is a good Ranger and has no beats in ranged attacks. And Kerry, I believe that with the Assassin's stealth instinct, it would be easy for us to kill Whipbit if we only wanted to sneak up and kill Whipbit. β
Will nodded, "I see what you mean, John. But where were you while they were on an assassination mission?"
Will's question made Li Mo a little stunned: "Of course I'm on the scene, otherwise where else can I be?"
"Then, who will guarantee your safety?" Will's expression was very serious, and it could be seen that if Li Mo didn't give Will an explanation, he would definitely not let Li Mo go to York City.
"Will, you don't have to worry about my safety at all. Li Mo was a little funny, but more moved: "Don't worry, Will, although my attack is a little weak, I will definitely not lack life-saving means, you will always believe it." β
"I believe, John. Will nodded approvingly, but then said, "John, you will definitely not lack the means to save your life, but your sense of battle is too poor. β
Will pointed out Li Mo's shortcomings sharply: "No matter how many means you have, when you really encounter danger, your poor sense of battle will make you forget everything, so what's the use of having more life-saving means?"
Will's words made Li Mo fall into a rare silence. This sentence made Li Mo start to reflect, it is no longer a game, can I stay calm in the face of death threats?
After a long time, Li Mo raised his head and looked at Will with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, Will." I didn't think it well this time, I'll take Kate with me, and let him take care of protecting me when the time comes. β
Hearing Li Mo's thanks, Will was a little unaccustomed to it. He raised his head and scratched his head: "Haha, there is no need to say thank you so politely, I just reminded you a little." β
"The problem you found could have saved my life. Shouldn't I say thank you?" After finishing speaking, seeing that Will was a little shy, Li Mo continued: "But Will, for the first time in so many days, I found that you really have the appearance of a regimental commander and care about your companions. β
Will didn't know whether to cry or laugh when he said this: "You mean, I'm not a competent regimental leader?"
Seeing Will's expression, Li Mo also smiled: "Haha, no, Will, in fact, it is because of a regiment leader like you that Thor's hammer will be today's Thor's hammer, not other silver wolf mercenary groups, isn't it?"
This sentence, Will was happy, but said disdainfully: "Don't compare me to a scum like Kerry." Kerry, I'm afraid I don't dare to close my eyes when I sleep at night. β
Li Mo laughed again, and after stopping laughing, Li Mo said, "Okay, don't be proud first." I admit that you are the best regimental commander, but Captain, it is really time for me to prepare now, or I am afraid that I will not be able to leave until evening. β
Hearing Li Mo's words, Will didn't say much. Li Mo then returned to the house and began to prepare the things needed, and an hour later, Li Mo walked out of the door and left Thor's hammer with Kerry and the others.
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The next night, Layton City, located between St. Ansta and York City.
At Hammer Bar in Leighton City, it's the busiest time. The mercenaries sat behind the wine table in twos and threes, bragging and farting, and occasionally had a playful laugh. The bar's owner and bartender is behind the bar, patrolling the room with his eyes, ready to throw the drunken mercenary out at any moment.
Suddenly, the door to the bar was pushed open. A ranger probed his head in, and after glancing around, he opened the door and turned to wait. As the Ranger opened the door, a magician with a gorgeous outfit walked in. That noble temperament makes people understand at first sight that this must be a noble child from a big family.
Behind the magician, two more lightly dressed servants walked in behind him. One of them ran to the bar, wiped the chair clean with his sleeve, and waited for the magician to take his seat. The other servant, dressed as a servant, followed the magician all the time. The way he walked, and the way he looked around, made the bar's mercenaries understand that this was not a simple servant, but a sophisticated assassin.
"Yo, isn't this Jack? It's been a long time since you left Silver Wolf. The barkeeper had already recognized the Ranger with the head and began to say hello.
"Long time no see, old Layton. Jack also greeted familiarly: "I'm in Thor's Hammer now, and I'm living a good life, but I'm not on a mission anymore." Jack's expression was very different from his usual silence and gloom, but his whole body was full of energy.
"Now in Thor's Hammer, life is much better than before. But I didn't have any tasks all day, so I could only stay in the group in a daze, and I felt that my whole person had become dull. Jack had complaining words on his lips, but his face was full of ostentation.
"Well, Thor's hammer, I know that this mercenary group will have a lot of profits in the annual auction, but it is indeed a very idle mercenary group. The barkeeper nodded in agreement with Jack's words.
Jack was about to speak again, but the magician sitting at the bar was already dissatisfied: "Jack, didn't you say you wanted me to taste the wine here?"
Jack's face changed dramatically when he heard the magician's words: "Right away, Master Jimmy, I'm telling the boss to serve you the best wine." β
When he had finished speaking, Jack put his head into Old Layton's ear and whispered, "Listen to Old Layton, give him the cheapest glass of barley wine, but tell him that this glass of wine sells for a gold coin." β
Old Layton was very surprised and said, "You want me to ask for a gold coin of this barley wine, which is only worth ten copper plates? β
Jack pursed his lips disdainfully: "This kind of aristocratic young master, I am used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and I want to try the wine of ordinary bars." He's never drunk in a place like this, and he can't taste anything you give him. As for gold coins, don't worry, for this kind of person, a gold coin is about the same as a copper coin. β
Seeing that Old Layton was still a little hesitant, Jack continued: "When the matter is done, I will give you ten silver coins. β
Old Layton nodded, and began to pour barley wine in his hand.