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A glimmer of light on the eastern horizon carefully soaked the light blue sky, and a new day gradually moved from afar.

In Chanda City, the usually empty lord's hall was crowded with mercenaries wearing iron armor, leather armor, rattan armor, and steel helmets.

Not long ago, Lord Chanda issued a mercenary summoning order. Gather all the mercenary leaders in Chanda City in the hall of this mercenary hall.

According to the agreement between the mercenaries and Chanda, all mercenaries who are in Chanda City and can move must immediately assemble and wait for orders.

And when the order is lifted, they can get three times the usual commission.

"You are in charge of this area, and if you encounter any suspicious person, you will check it out for me. ”

"If you come across a suspicious target that is suspected of destroying the Free Knights Centurion, and immediately fire a special signal crossbow arrow, you can't be their opponent, understand?"

Sheriff Harrick was pointing at a map of several mercenary leaders in front of him, and several mercenary leaders beside him nodded in understanding.

The Freedom Knights' hundred-man patrol is not a hundred knights, but it is also extremely strong.

They were led by ten hoplites, including twenty cavalrymen, thirty crossbowmen, and forty infantrymen.

Heavy knights are equipped with heavy Milan armor, leaders are equipped with alchemy armor, ordinary cavalry is half-body plate armor, and infantry and crossbowmen are all chain plate composite armor.

Such an armament is enough on the continent of Calradia to serve as an elite private soldier for small and medium-sized lords, but in the Free Knights it is a team responsible for patrolling the outskirts of the city. The strength of the Zen master can be seen.

But they were annihilated, and judging from the injuries of the leader who had fled back, it seemed that the other party had completely "crushed" them.

There is no such armed force in the vicinity, not even the pirate king Nabal and his elite pirates.

They could wipe out the patrol entirely, but it was impossible to tear off such a large piece of alchemy armor, and it was not easy for even those who broke through the high-level qi attack to do so.

"As for you.... Are you a lone mercenary?" Harrick looked at Erica, who was wearing chain mail and wearing a scimitar at her waist, with a puzzled expression.

"I'm falling behind. Erica shrugged and said helplessly.

"You're called Aslanya, right? Harrick glanced at a tall man dressed in half-length plate armor, a giant black cloak, and carrying a dark green alchemy greatsword. "Take her with you. ”

As a sheriff, Harrick has been working in Chanda City for so many years, and he still has some intersections with the more famous mercenaries stationed in Chanda City.

At this moment, the mercenary leaders gathered in the lord's hall are not the most famous mercenary groups stationed in Chanda City, but they can be regarded as the best among the mercenary groups.

Those large mercenary groups had been hired by the Kingdom of Vegia for a few months at a great cost, and they would join the Virgian army in the war against the Kingdom of Nord.

"No, I can't. The mercenary leader's dark green eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Women only get in the way. ”

"Bastard you!" Erica pressed her saber in her hand, looking like she was going to throw her gloves (duel) to solve the problem.

You must know that in the continent of Calradia, where kings are at odds, force is far more effective than words, and it is not uncommon for mercenaries to disagree with each other and draw their swords against each other.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Seeing that he was about to make a move, a young man from Kugit beside Erica who was wearing a bow and arrow at his waist hurriedly pulled the two apart.

"That's it, we will have to cooperate later. A man in chain plate composite armor and carrying three heavy javelins on his back said in his stiff voice. "Destroying the arms of the 100 freelancers is terrible to think about. ”

"Ahem, introduce yourself. The young man from Kujitte, who had been pulling the rack before, laughed dryly and stretched out his hand between the crowds.

It is a ritual between mercenaries, where all hands are stretched out and stacked together, which means unity and cooperation.

The handsome young man shook the braid at the back of his head and said a little shyly, "Buck, a Kujit, is good at bows and arrows. ”

"Jack Rum, a native of Swadia. "The man in the chain plate composite armor wears a hand with a chain mail glove on Buck's hand.

"Erica, a Norder. Good at shield combat and throwing. Erica put her hand on Jack's hand.

"Aslanya, a native of Rhodok, specializes in greatswords and spears. The man in the giant cloak stretched out his hand with black armours and folded it on.

"Rodek, a Nord, is good at all kinds of weapons, anyway. A silver gauntlet sticking out of nowhere stacked on Aslanya's hand.

Harrick nodded in satisfaction. "Very well, only the combined efforts of the leaders can defeat the enemies that are hiding in the shadows. ”

The mercenaries then left the lord's hall, and after gathering their respective mercenary teams in the square, two mercenary patrols composed of more than 200 people came out from the east and south gates respectively.

Two hours earlier, Rogge and Brune had each led a patrol of 100 freelancers to the west and north gates to search for the unknown enemy force.

After issuing the order, Harrick went to the earl's study on the second floor.

Count Arassis was sitting at his desk signing a document, while Maester Cordion sat precariously sorting out several other documents that needed to be signed by the Count.

"My lord, all four patrols have been dispatched. Harrick reported to the Count.

Count Arassis put down the quill pen in his hand, looked up at Harek, and said, "Double the number of guards on the city gates, and send a few more garrisons to strengthen the patrol of the city." ”

"My lord, what should we do with the Assassins in the dungeon?" Unable to ask the mastermind behind the scenes, Harrick decided to execute the assassins as soon as possible.

"I have ordered him to be released from his cell," said the Count of Arassis in a bland voice. From now on he will work for Zenda. ”

Harrick looked incredulous. "The Assassins have no honor to speak of, and their allegiance cannot be trusted!"

"Everything in the world is possible. ”

"But adults ....."

Count Aracis did not let him finish, and interrupted: "These are extraordinary times, and any force is worth fighting for. ”

"Obey your lordship's orders. Harrick replied respectfully. If he retorted again, it would be disrespectful and questioning to Lord Chanda.

"Maester Cordien," Harrick asked, turning to Maester Cordien. "I have something I want to ask you!"

"Lord Harrick, don't be blunt. Master Cordion replied in a modest tone.

"Have you ever heard of a werewolf?"

"I've heard what happened last night," said Maester Cordion. "The appearance of the werewolf, according to the book, should be a wolf head and a human body, with a slightly curved backbone. ”

"It's exactly what the book says," Harrick emphasized. "Not only that, but the werewolves that appeared last night are taller and stronger than the book describes in terms of height and size. ”

Werewolves, like other ferocious bizarre races, live on the continent of Barrion at the western end, and they rarely haunt the continent of Calradia.

Bard's tales often tell stories about werewolves roaming villages at night and stealing livestock, but the veracity of these stories is unproven.

The learned Maester Cordion had never seen a real werewolf, he had only studied this peculiar species from the ancient Calradian chronicles.

"All I can tell you, Lord Harrick," said Maester Cordion. "To kill a werewolf once and for all, you must cut off his head or stab him in the heart with a weapon made of silver. ”

"I'll order the blacksmith to forge a batch of silver weapons," Harrick said respectfully. "My lord, I'll quit first. ”

"Harrick, the defense of Chanda City is up to you. ”

"It's my honor. ”