Damien stepped out of the carriage and was greeted by a huge bronze lion head, with the Lion Bounty Guild in front of him.

At the gate of the guild, humans, elves, and dwarves dressed in various mercenary costumes came in and out, greeting each other and exchanging experiences.

"Looks pretty good. Dami thought to himself, and walked towards the store.

As soon as I entered, I was greeted by a receptionist.

"Sir, is it here to issue a delegation or take a task? ”

"I'd like to hire some guards. ”

"Okay, please come with me. The receptionist made a gesture of please, and Damian followed him inside.

"The mercenary groups that are now accepting escort tasks include stags, ice wolves, brown bears and other mercenary groups, among which the stag mercenary group is the strongest, with three high-level knights and more than twenty middle-level knights. "The receptionist is very familiar with the business and introduces him as he walks.

Damian couldn't help but shake his head beside him, Loren's Female Eagle Knights have hundreds of high-level knights, although ordinary people are not so perverted, but big families like Siegel and Medici don't just take out dozens of high-level knights or even one or two big knights. For Damian's potential enemies, the strength of the guards he was able to hire now was simply vulnerable.

"It seems that the largest lion guild in Lorraine City will not meet my requirements, and this trip is doomed to nothing. Dami thought reassuringly.

After a while, the two came to the business hall, where there was a task list on one wall, and many people were crowded under the wall looking for tasks suitable for their team, and in the middle of the hall, there were several large long wooden tables, where dozens of mercenaries were drinking and chatting.

In the corner, a mercenary sat on the ground, silently holding the knight's sword, and did not communicate with the people around him, and behind him stood a wooden sign with a few lines written crookedly:

Find a high-level holy light mage, heal the invasion of evil spirits, 1000 gold.

Damian passed by, saw the contents of the wooden sign, and asked the receptionist next to him, "Is your guild's way of issuing quests so primitive?"

The receptionist replied, "Actually, he also posted this commission on the guild's platform, but how could a high-level Holy Light Mage come to us to receive the task, so there has been no news, so I have no choice but to use this way to attract attention." ”

After saying this, the receptionist suddenly looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention here, so he lowered his voice and said: "Actually, there is another inside story about this matter, if you want to know, 5 silver coins." ”

Damian glanced at the receptionist, meaning that there was still such a way to make extra money, but he still found five silver coins and put them in the receptionist's pocket imperceptibly.

The receptionist understood, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "This person's name is Evans, the leader of the Gray Wind Mercenary Regiment, three months ago, they took a mission, and when they came back, except for him, the rest of the group was invaded by evil spirits. Moreover, they offended the Fonn family, and the Foun family said that anyone who dared to treat the Grey Wind Mercenary Group would be an enemy of Fonn, so the Holy Light Mage in the city would not even let him enter the door. ”

The first thing that came to Damien's mind when he heard the name was Leon Fonn, who was elegantly sipping red wine while competing with Loren for the Bernoulli Staff at the auction, and when Damien saw him, he felt that this man exuded a dangerous aura, like a lion hiding in the shadows and staring at its prey.

"Most of the people in their regiment are desperate, dying and waiting for death to come, only Evans is still here to do useless struggles. The receptionist continued, "It's really a taboo in the industry for the whole group to die, no one will want to join the Grey Wind Mercenary Regiment in the future, and Evans will be regarded as an ominous person by everyone, no team is willing to accept him, it's a pity that his cultivation of a high-ranking knight." The receptionist was very sorry.

At this moment, a mercenary staggered to his feet, feeling that he had drunk too much, he pointed to Evans's wooden card, and said incoherently: "1,000 gold?

The people next to him laughed, but Evans still didn't speak, just stood up and added a few words to the card with charcoal:

One year of service for the Greywind Mercenary Regiment.

The laughter in the arena was even louder, and the drunk man covered his stomach with laughter, and he slapped the table while saying: "You gray wind mercenary group are so poor that you have gone to take on non-support tasks, the task has been done, but the client can't find it, and now the bounty is also in vain, and the mud-like team really thinks that you are something valuable!"

Non-guarantee tasks are a type of task in the bounty industry, which means that the client only publishes the task and does not advance the deposit to the guild, which has a high risk for the mercenary group, and it often happens that the client defaults on the debt after the task is completed. The investigation commission that Grey Wind received before was a non-guarantee mission, otherwise it wouldn't have been such a high bounty, and no one cared about it for so long on the mission list, and in the end it was their turn.

Evans suddenly drew his sword, his eyes widened, and he said loudly: "My business has nothing to do with you, if you don't accept the task, get away!"

The drunk man was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and when he woke up most of the time, he cursed, beckoned his companions around him to take out their weapons, and shouted: "Come on, come on, I want to see how you alone deal with our entire brown bear mercenary group, the high-ranking knights are amazing!"

The situation in the arena suddenly became tense, and seeing that Evans was about to be splattered with blood on the spot, a steward came out and shouted angrily: "There are no fights in the guild, you don't plan to follow the rules, right?"

He walked up to the drunk man and said solemnly, "Tom, if this happens again, I won't recommend you brown bear mercenary group to your employer again, you are not welcome in the lion guild." ”

The members of the Brown Bear Mercenary Regiment had to lay down their weapons in a huff, and Tom, who was the leader, glared at Evans and returned to the wooden table to continue drinking.

The steward turned his head to look at Evans, and his tone softened a lot, "Captain Evans, I understand your current mood, but it's not a way to go on like this, you know, no high-level Holy Light Mage will go to the Bounty Guild to eat, you better go to the Holy Light Church to try your luck again." ”

Evans listened to the steward's words, and was silent for a long time, but finally withdrew his sword, picked up the wooden card, and prepared to leave.

A man suddenly stopped in front of him, "Please wait a minute. ”

Evans looked up and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he was not in the mood to make small talk, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Introduce myself, my name is Damian, and I can heal evil spirit invasions. ”

Evans took a serious look at Damian in front of him, dressed in ordinary clothes, holding a short-handled staff in his right hand, and a magic ring on his left index finger, his eyes revealing a sense of confidence.

Evans really didn't believe that there was such a young high-level mage, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you a Holy Light mage?"

"I'm not a Holy Light Mage, but I do have a way, have you ever heard of Black Dragon?"

"Black Dragons?" Evans had clearly not heard.

"Black Dragon, is it the kind of potion that is said to be able to heal the invasion of evil spirits?" the receptionist next to him answered, "If you want to know the situation, 5 silver coins." After saying this, he realized that his boss was also by his side, and immediately covered his mouth.

The steward slapped the receptionist on the back of the head and scolded: "I don't have time to clean you up now, let go of a fart quickly!"

The receptionist said very aggrievedly: "The Medici family has recently mastered a medicine that can treat the invasion of evil spirits, it is called black dragon, it is said that this medicine is easy to carry, simple to use, and the patient can be cured within a few hours of external application, and now there are many aristocratic families in contact with the Medici, this news was told to me by the Medici's contact person in the guild, it should be very accurate." ”

"I also heard the news that the Medici family had a new drug, but I didn't expect it to be this. The steward nodded at Evans.

Damian also said to Evans: "Please believe me, we will go to your men now, and I promise to bring them back to life within today." ”

Evans suddenly took his sword to the ground, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly, "The Grey Wind Mercenary Regiment is willing to serve Lord Damian. ”

He raised his head, "The 1,000 gold bounty has not yet been given to me by the client, and I will definitely find the client and ask him to deliver the full amount, and then hand it over to Lord Damian as soon as possible." ”

Damian was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, I don't want your money, it's just that my guards are numerous, so you can get along well when the time comes." ”

By the way, he instructed the steward next to him, "The mercenary group who is willing to take on the task of guarding will help me find one or two more ...... if you are strong."

"No need!" Evans had already stood up, his tone firm.

Damian looked confused, "What's the point?"

"I said, I don't need to find another mercenary group, just me. ”

Hearing this, some people in the audience were not happy, Tom got up and kicked over the wooden stool in front of him, pointed at Evans and said, "What do you mean? Don't let our brown bear mercenary group do business, right, aren't they high-level knights, and so are our regimental leaders and deputy regimental leaders, what one person is enough, are you worthy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Evans's knight's sword unsheathed like lightning, and several long wooden tables side by side split in half from the middle, and a deep sword mark stretched from the ground to the wall.

"Big... Grand Knight. Tom's jaw dropped to the ground, and he couldn't speak.

Evans took out a medallion from his bosom and put it on his chest, the golden oak made of gold sparkled, he stood like a god of war, looked around, and said calmly: "Now, am I worthy?"