Chapter 026: Waiting for the Moment

The setting sun shimmered in front of him in the distance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dusk is always gloomy, fog fills the land, and dim daylight gives way to darkness.

Wiggins' surroundings were enveloped by the calm of a deep and sacred twilight.

He stood in the open hallway, gazing out at the setting sun, leaving behind a gold-like glow that turned the sky rosy.

Everything lost its shape, first dissolving into a gray patch, then into a pitch black patch.

Realizing that it was already dark, he walked to the end of the hallway and knocked on the door of the innermost room.

After a few breaths, Kradus, who was close to the door, slowly opened the door, his other hand gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Leaning back on the bed, Alleyne also looked to the door, but his expression was not as cautious as that of Kaladus.

When the young and brave mercenary saw Wiggins' face, his swarthy face had a strong look in his piercing eyes and a slight smile on his face.

Wiggins also smiled at the reliable companion in front of him, and then said softly, "You go to the tavern opposite first to have a bite to eat, and stay with the rest of the group, I'll guard this place for you for the time being." ”

"I'm not hungry. Karadus replied.

"I have something to say to the head of the regiment alone. The innocent Kratos didn't understand the meaning of Wiggins's words, and Wiggins had no choice but to put it bluntly.

"I'll go outside and keep watch. Kratos responded, then left the room and closed the door from the outside.

As the sun had set, and the light in the room had become a little dim, Wiggins reached for the flint and lighted the candles he had placed in the corners around the room.

"Kaladus is a nice lad," said Alleyn, leaning on the bed, as he lit the candle.

Karadus did have a brave heart and a strong faith. Wiggins is convinced.

"Yes, he's brave," Wiggins lit the last candle in the corner. "And unlike us, he is not for the dinar, but for the righteousness of the heart!"

"Justice in your heart?" said Alleyne repeated. "Everyone has justice in their hearts. Knights, mercenaries, and lords all have a sense of justice in their hearts, and even those cold-blooded and ruthless assassins in the dark night have their own justice in their hearts. ”

"Assassin justice?" Wiggins had a skeptical look on his face, he didn't believe that the cold-blooded killers would have a sense of justice. "They are demons more terrible than anyone else, and as long as the employer can pay the commission, they can kill even women and children. ”

"There is no difference in how individuals judge what is right or wrong. So the same is true of the righteous and the evil. Alleyne said calmly. "The good and the bad, the right and the wrong, all have a reason to exist. We just need to hang our hearts firmly on the ruler of our hearts. ”

Wiggins grimaced. "So Commander, what is the justice in your heart?"

Alleyne replied slowly. "The justice in my heart is the hope that the law can protect good people and live a peaceful life. He continued self-deprecatingly. "You must think I'm ridiculous and stupid. In these chaotic times, there is such a ridiculous idea. ”

"No, Captain. Wiggins shook his head firmly. "I can understand your thoughts, and I think this is also justice in the hearts of most people. ”

But Wiggins knew it was a far-fetched fantasy, and that law and power were always in the hands of a small group of people.

After the two stared at each other in silence for a long time, Wiggins withdrew his gaze and spoke, "Without the permission of the regimental commander, Manid and I have privately recruited another mercenary, a young bard. ”

"Poet, I heard that it is good. Aren didn't mean to blame, but said with a smile. "In the future, when you camp in the wilderness, at least it will bring a lot of fun to everyone. Hopefully, this bard has a lot of stories in his head, and of course his beautiful singing voice. ”

"Everybody loved his story, his singing voice was moving, his skills were good, he-" Wiggins was a little reluctant to say anything.

Alleyne took his words. "Looks like you've recruited a nice new member for the team, I guess I should leave the mercenary recruitment to you? ”

"Commander, he's still a wanted man with a bounty. ”

Aren wasn't surprised, but instead showed a nonchalant expression. "It's not surprising that a few of our people are good people and one is wanted!"

An ordinary wanted criminal really doesn't matter much. But Wiggins is clear. It's a different story to be a wanted criminal with a huge bounty.

Alleyne continued: "It's true that taking him with you will cause some trouble, but since he has become a new partner in our team, then we have an obligation to protect him. ”

"Boss, I didn't know he was a bounty wanted at first," Wiggins explained to him. "The poet was a friend of Manid. ”

"Some people, some things, seem to be predestined. I often have such a feeling, that sense of fate in the dark, like water waves, swinging in circles in my mind, touching it with my hands, but not touching it. ”

Alleyne's words made Wiggins feel funny at times, touching at times, and esoteric at other times.

Just like this sentence, he only understood the first half of the sentence, but no matter what he thought about the second half of the sentence, he still couldn't figure out the true meaning expressed in it.

Wiggins thought for a moment and said slowly, "Just like Merck, it may be fate that the bard will be our new companion." ”

"Yes, we meet many people in our lives," Alleyne's eyes were a little glazed. "They came and went, and stayed in our lives for a short time, but isn't it a precious fate to be able to have such an intersection in each other's lives?"

This reminded Wiggins of Stunger, who was born and died with him, from a full-time pirate to a mercenary profession. Stunger has always been his best brother.

Alleyne's voice interrupted Wiggins' somewhat sad thoughts. "You're not just here to talk about me, are you?" he asked in a sudden deep voice. "Tell me, tell me everything you want!"

Wiggins came from his thoughts. "In the morning Manid and I went to visit the Duke of Michod, as you ordered, and he received us," he continued, somewhat gloomily. "But he didn't believe the news we brought. ”

Aren's face didn't react much to this answer, and he didn't seem surprised. "It's normal for Lord Caesto not to believe in warnings of the coming of the so-called Dark World, and even I don't necessarily believe it. ”

"One more thing," Wiggins continued. "Duke Michord has hired us temporarily to assist his city guards in going out of the city to exterminate the bandits and bandits of the Troublelands. ”

"We need a sum of money to cover our daily expenses," Ellen asked. "How much commission does this Duke of Mijoud intend to give us?"

"The high-ranking Duke Michod didn't even mention commissions, and we didn't even have a contract with him," Wiggins' tone was full of catharsis. "There is only the so-called verbal agreement. ”

"Maybe he doesn't trust us, or maybe he's waiting for the best mercenary group. Alleyne spoke his mind.

"Do we need trust with him?" Wiggins noted. "He pays the commission, and we work hard. ”

Wiggins also understands what the city's owners call best. In this bustling and wealthy metropolis, there is no shortage of mercenaries like them, as well as outlaws.

"Of course, as long as the employment agreement is signed, the mercenary and the employer only need to fulfill their responsibilities according to the contract. Alleyne told his mercenary. "But a savvy employer will be very careful about the people you hire, and all we can do is wait for the right moment. (To be continued.) )