Chapter 012: Wiggins
Night, silence! The houses on both sides of the street were dark. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
When the wind passed, only straight rain channels remained, falling from the sky and the earth, countless arrows shot from the ground, and thousands of waterfalls fell from the houses.
Two cloaked black figures appeared on the empty Gem Street, and there was not a single light in the dark street, not even the houses on either side of the street.
Wiggins and Merck searched for the body in the dark. But they searched the streets and the streets, but they never found the corpse of the monster that Manidet had called him.
"There's the Duke's Mansion ahead," Merck said, looking at the light of the tall castle ahead. "Wiggins, there's nothing here, let's go back!"
"Is Manid talking about this place?" Wiggins asked suddenly. "Could it be that we misheard?"
Merck replied in the affirmative: "It's this street, you can't be wrong, this is the closest straight road to the Duke's palace." β
A faint silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and he spotted a piece of silver armor in a corner. It's just that the plate armor of this armor has been completely recessed.
"Look, what did I find," Merck shouted. "This is the sword of the regimental commander. β
"That's right, it's his sword!" After making sure that it was correct, Wiggins couldn't help but wonder to himself, "But where is the corpse?"
Merck guessed: "Maybe it was really carried away by the patrolling soldiers!"
"With so much rain, will there be soldiers patrolling it?" Wiggins' tone was full of suspicion and contradiction. But what worried him even more was that the Assassin was not dead at all.
"We'd better go back first," Merck suggested. "Wait until dawn tomorrow and let everyone secretly investigate!"
Just as they turned to leave, a group of soldiers with spears appeared in front of them, and the sergeant with the sword at the head shouted, "Stand, what are you two sneaking around here?"
"We're looking for ......," Merck said abruptly. "My lord, we are mercenaries who have just entered the city, we will get lost, and we don't know the way back to the hotel!"
"Lost?" asked the sergeant with a suspicious expression. "Which tavern do you live in?"
"The inn across the street from the Mercenary Tavern on North Street," Merck replied. "What is the name of the hotel, I don't remember it for a while!"
The sergeant felt a little familiar when he heard the other party's voice, and after he walked into the other party, after taking a closer look, he said, "It's you?"
"You know me?" Merck looked at the other as well.
The sergeant reminded, "You forgot, I went with a team of soldiers to capture the spy in the tavern in the afternoon, and you were the one who blocked it for me!"
Merck was mentioned by the other party, and instantly remembered what happened in the tavern in the afternoon. "I remember!" he explained. "My lord, we are really new mercenaries in the city, and we are about to rush back to the hotel!"
"You don't have to worry, I won't do anything to you," the sergeant told him in an easy-going tone. "Actually, I've been secretly watching your movements around the area, and you seem to be looking for something? Did you lose something around here?"
Merck explained to him secretly: "We didn't lose anything, in fact, we are looking for ...... here"
"My lord," Wiggins interjected directly. "Have you found a body on this street?"
"Corpses?" the sergeant asked. "Did anything happen here?"
After a moment's hesitation, Merck told the truth: "Our regimental commander was attacked on this street by an Assassin, who seriously wounded my regimental commander, and another of my companions killed him with a sword. When they got back to the hotel, they told us that the assassin's body was nearby!"
"I've just made my rounds here, too, and I don't know what you're talking about the corpses!" wait," the sergeant's face changed suddenly, and he was suspicious. "Assassin? Is it the night assassin who infiltrated the Duke's mansion tonight?"
"We don't know," Ms. Merck said. "But we know the identity of the Assassin, who is the leader of the Shadow Assassins, Fritt. β
When the sergeant heard this, he replied affirmatively: "That's right, it was he who sneaked into the vicinity of the Duke tonight." Then he asked again. "You just said your companion killed him? Are you sure your companion actually killed him?"
"We came to confirm it, but the body was gone!" Merck asked, after a moment's hesitation. "Will there be other patrols passing by here and taking the bodies away?"
"It's possible, too!" the sergeant responded. "You go back first, and when I find out tomorrow, I'll send someone to inform you." β
"Then it's troublesome!" Merck replied.
"It's a small thing compared to the fact that you saved my life in the tavern!" the sergeant replied with a smile. "Perhaps, because of the Assassins, Master Caesto will personally summon you and reward you!"
"Then we'll go back first!" Merck said.
Just as Merck and Wiggins were about to disappear, the sergeant suddenly shouted, "Grande Highcott, you can call me Grande or Sir Highcourt!"
Merck stopped, turned around, and responded to the other party: "I am a mercenary, my name is Merck." β
The rain was still falling, and the rain had turned the quiet night into a chaotic world.
Thick and dense raindrops, dazzling like diamonds, quickly hit the ground with a heavy sound.
When they returned to the hotel, the group was crammed into the open-air hallway on the second floor of the hotel.
A few mercenaries such as Mocha and Ryan also returned from the brothel/house, and even the drunken Yoda was woken up by his companions.
Everyone stood outside Aren's door, but Mark was nowhere to be seen, and no one cared if he showed up or not.
The mercenaries were concerned about the captain's injuries, some out of genuine concern, and some out of genuine concern, while others were considering whether to find another way out.
If the leader of a mercenary team dies on the battlefield, or becomes a useless cripple, then the mercenary team needs a new leader to replace the old leader.
The new leader is either appointed directly by the old leader or voted on by the mercenaries.
But it is also possible that the team is at risk of disbanding, or being divided among the captain's deputies, and then splitting into several small mercenary organizations.
This is undoubtedly the worst outcome. Mercenaries can only exert their strength if they are closely united.
After seeing the figures of the two, Manid hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Have you found the body?" Before the words fell, he had already got the answer from the other party's eyes!
"We've searched that street, and there's no body!" Merck responded.
"How is this possible," Manid stressed again. "It was I who knew him with my own hands, my sword pierced through his chest, he couldn't be alive unless he was a monster!"
Wiggins burst out, "Like you said, he's a monster!"
"No!" Manid said categorically, "even a monster cannot survive after being pierced by a sword!"
If Fritt was really alive, Manid thought to himself. Then for the Iron Blood Mercenary Group, it will be a nightmare existence!
Wiggins, sensing his companion's concern, declared, "Maybe the patrol found it and took the body away." Then he asked again. "How's the boss's injury?"
Manid came back to his senses and replied, "Jamila is still inside, and it is estimated that the boss is not lightly injured this time!"
"The regimental commander is the bravest fighter I have ever met, and I am sure he will be fine!" Merck said firmly. This gave some relief to the worried companions who were standing around the hallway.
Manid asked again, "Why have you been there for so long, and if you come back later, I'm going to have Yoda and Jager go out with someone to find you." β
"I met a patrol on that street and was delayed!" Merck explained.
"They didn't embarrass you?"
"No, their captainβ"
At that moment, the only glowing door opened, and Jamila walked out of the room with the medicine box on her back.
"Boss, how's he doing?" said Mo Cha was the first to rush forward.
Kradus followed, and Manid, hearing the door open, turned and followed, and Merck swallowed the rest of the words and followed.
"Alleyne had a broken right shoulder and a couple of ribs in his left chest," Jamila said. "I've bandaged his wounds, but I'm afraid it will take a long time for him to recover. β
The mercenaries' hanging hearts finally breathed a sigh of relief. Manid then spoke loudly: "Since our regiment commander is fine, everyone go back to sleep, don't continue to gather here to disturb the regiment commander's rest!"
The mercenaries dispersed in groups and returned to their rooms.
Manid's words carry a lot of weight in this team, not because he is in charge of the team's property, nor because he is Ellene's right hand, but because his outstanding performance has earned the respect of everyone.
In the narrow corridor, there were only some of the most trusted backbone members of the leader of the iron-blooded mercenary group, and they knew that at this time, the leader would definitely have something to say to them.
After the surrounding mercenaries dispersed, Jamila, who was standing in front of the door, spoke again: "Alleyne let you in, he has something to say to you." β
Manid, Wiggins, Mocha, Jager, Yoda, Karados, and Ryan, the earliest key members of the Predator, entered the leader's room, while Jamila went back to her room to rest.
The entire room was lit up by candlelight.
Alleyne leaned against the edge of the bed and grinned listlessly, his face unusually pale. "Looks like I'm going to have to recuperate for a while, and the team will be in your hands!"
"Boss, it won't be long before you recover. Mo Cha said in a firm tone. "Tell me, what are you going to do next? We'll all listen to you!"
Alleyne looked at the trusted companions in front of him and spoke: "During this period of my cultivation, Manid temporarily took my place in the affairs of the team, and Wiggins was temporarily promoted to deputy head of the group to assist the acting head of the group. Kradus temporarily replaced Wiggins as instructor, leaving the rest of the staff unchanged. β
"Boss, don't worry. Wiggins assured. "We'll all do what you want!"
Alleyne turned to Manid and said, "Early tomorrow morning, Wiggins will go with you to visit Duke Michod in my place. β
Immediately, he commanded: "Yoda, Jager, you two keep an eye on the brothers these days, and don't let them go out and cause trouble, especially Tea!"
"Yes, Captain," Jager began. "I will always keep an eye on the horse thief, and I will not let him have the opportunity to harm others everywhere!"
Alleyne continued to command: "Ryan, you are responsible for recruiting some new members in the various taverns in the city, and the commission can be appropriately increased, but the new recruits must have a brave heart. β
Ryan replied with a serious face: "I will handle this matter, and I guarantee that all the new members recruited will be men who can fight well and move forward bravely." β
"That's all for you, you all hurry up!" said Ellen. "Let's all go back and rest, I'm tired too!" )