Three days later, a suspicious Oreno arrived at the "faint to death" bar on time, only to see that the owner of Palamo was already waiting at the door in person. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The shrewd savage winemaker greeted him with a stylized smile and said warmly, "Master Aureno, welcome to our shop, please come with me. 」

Palamo led Oreno into the bar, through the twisted cloister, and opened the door to the innermost private room with a "please" gesture. Aureno stepped inside, and was astonished: this was obviously the largest room in the whole bar, it was a small council room! Besides, there were already quite a few people sitting around the round table, all of them Walsam's little trainers, and everyone was as stunned as he was, obviously not knowing why he had been called here. Aureno had already seen that these people were in no better situation than his own, and their faces were very bad, and some of them were even unkempt, and did not have the decent appearance of a businessman at all.

One after another, more small trainers were brought in by Palamo, and the seats around the round table were almost full, but Isenhard was slow to arrive. These little trainers, who usually compete to the death, looked at each other in embarrassment, and finally, Aureno cleared his throat and asked, "Everyone...... Were they all invited by Esenhard?"

Everyone present nodded their heads, but no one answered, everyone was in doubt, and they didn't trust each other, so it would be better to say less...... In the middle of the day, the door opened again, and the belated Isenhard, accompanied by Thor and Rixott, walked in with a solemn face, and the boss and butler went straight to the two empty seats facing the door and sat down, while the chief of the guard stood quietly. Everyone looked forward to Esenhard, not knowing what he was going to say.

When Palamo closed the door and walked away, Esenhard looked around the audience with the majesty of a leader, and said, "Everyone in the tournament, the loss is not small, right?"

The little trainers were silent for a long time, and finally there were sporadic echoes. Yes, most of them were eliminated in the group stage, and the good players they can take are either dead or injured. For those who live on the help of a consortium, this often means bankruptcy.

"As you know, after every tournament, the little trainers face a brutal reshuffle. Many of you are going to go bankrupt or be swallowed up by the big families in a week, yes or no?" Isenhard asked mercilessly.

"So what?" Someone finally couldn't hold their breath, "Did you come to us to have fun?" It was a small trainer who had just lost the only second-tier star gladiator in his family, and his haggard face was full of anger.

"yes, are you trying to balance our bankruptcy without winning the championship yourself?" Another little trainer also vomited and followed suit. With the lead, other trainers have also echoed it, and there is a great momentum to turn around and crusade against Esenhard.

"Shut up!" Isenhard shouted loudly, the momentum of the former god of war was really extraordinary, and the little trainers suddenly tightened their nerves, and they all looked at Isenhard, who was not angry and arrogant. The former god of war tapped lightly on the table with his wine glass, and said in a deep voice: "Look at your appearance, you are simply a group of lost dogs! If I want to make fun of you, why did I send Zhang Long to treat your wounded? Have you ever wondered, why are people out after every tournament? And a few of you!" Isenhard stretched out his hand to the faces near the door that everyone looked completely unfamiliar with:" You are like vultures, waiting to take over the field and manpower from the wretched creatures who are about to go bankrupt and join the ranks of trainers, and I can clearly say that it will probably be your turn to cry after the next tournament! So, whether you are going out or going to be in, all of you sitting here know why you are the ones who are shuffled every time?"

What a good question! The little trainers stared at each other for a long time, and finally someone answered: "We are weak, how can we compare with those big families?" Someone spoke, and naturally someone followed: "Yes, except for the tournament, we don't even have the qualifications to play in our own name, the consortium lets us make money, and they say that if they don't want us, we don't want us!"

After talking for a long time, Esenhard listened quietly for a while, squinted, knocked his glass again, and said word by word, "So, do you want to get rid of this precarious and up-to-back life?"

"Of course I want to!" Oreno, who had received the heaviest favor from him, seemed to hear something, and hurriedly responded, "But you also see that each of us has this little strength, and who can take us seriously?"

"It's good to have this thought, it means that you are not incorrigible!" Isenhard said with a little approval, "Think about it, in all the games of Wasam, your gladiators together account for more than a third of all the fights, and why are you so despised? They all thought about how to hug the thighs of those consortia, and fought for a place to play for them, and never thought of cooperation!"

"What? cooperation?" The little trainers couldn't believe their ears, and someone shouted out on the spot: "What kind of cooperation does the gladiator trainers have? We are all competitors with each other, and every battle spot is related to the rise and fall of the family, how can we not fight!"

"Confused!" Isenhard exclaimed, "Isn't there competition among the shiprunners?

The words were shocked, and the little trainers were all stunned: Isenhard actually wanted to unite them to form a trainer guild! This is not a small incident, as the former god of war just said, the gladiators under the small trainers account for more than one-third of the competition, once they are truly united and twisted into a rope, it is definitely a force that should not be underestimated. But this will definitely hurt the interests of a considerable number of people, such as the various consortia, large trainers and the aristocratic forces behind them, these people will definitely not let this kind of thing happen, maybe this alliance will be strangled alive while it is still in its infancy!

Everyone immediately talked about it, but no one dared to speak first. Esenhard cleared his throat firmly, "Quiet, listen to me. 」

The trainers were silenced at the same time, and Ethanhardran said, "I know you have doubts, but now is the perfect time to form an alliance. After a pause, he began to elaborate: "We all know that the three biggest trainers in Wassam right now are Maxim, Powell and Balstin, and they are beyond our reach in terms of size and back-of-house connections. However, after this tournament, although the Makqin family won the championship, the other elites died, and it can be said that only a glamorous empty shell remained. Although Powell's family did not lose much, they only scored one place in the quarterfinals, and their overall strength was really average. The Balstine family is an unstable exception, they have always only bought hands and do not train new players, so no one knows what kind of goods will be sent to play in the next game, but judging from the fact that they were shaved in the quarterfinals of this tournament, a lot of money must have been wasted, and it will take some time to recover. Therefore, the three major families now have become sick tigers, and we will not take the opportunity to unite at this time, and when they recover, I am afraid that there will be no chance!"

The little trainers were dumbfounded, and some people had already started to nod. Esenhard was secretly happy in his heart, and continued to paint them a big pie: "Next, let's look at the current situation of my Isenhard!" He said with a proud tone and a condescending momentum: "Although the champion was defeated, don't forget, the four in the top eight are all from our family, even if Glintys dies as a general, we will be three out of seven!" Moreover, the fame of Fektuma and Zhang Long is already thunderous in Vossam, so even if the scale is not large, our family is not to be underestimated in the whole city, and the alliance I initiated will definitely become a powerful force enough to compete with the three major families!"

The young trainers were skeptical of Isenhard's generous statement. In the end, it was Aureno who couldn't help but ask, "Master, these words sound good, but they are actually very difficult to do! We are all people who are about to go bankrupt, and some of us have a lot of debts. And with all due respect, rumor has it that your financial situation is not rosy either...... Even if we don't consider any of this, when the alliance is formed, it will definitely make the consortium dissatisfied, and how will we survive then?"

Esenhard calmed down, turned back to the Lexar envoy and gave it to everyone present, and the former god of war understood, and took out a stack of neatly copied papyrus contracts from his waist bag, and distributed them one by one around the round table. Esenhard bowed his head and said, "Most of you should know how to read, and it doesn't matter if you don't, I'll explain it briefly now. He paused, carefully observed the expressions of everyone present for a while, and then continued: "Anyone who chooses to join the alliance, if there is a debt, the alliance will be responsible for repayment, to put it bluntly, that is, the alliance leader I will pay for you in advance, and it will be deducted from the dividends in installments in the future. Don't believe the rumors on the market, now I am fully capable of bearing this! As for the consortium that once oppressed you, the alliance will naturally teach them some lessons first, but soon I will let them know that it is wisest to cooperate with us. 」

As everyone listened and looked at the terms of the contract, more and more people began to nod, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Esenhard's mouth: "As the leader of the alliance, I will help you train more excellent gladiators, and at the same time, no matter which family they come from, all gladiators will compete in the name of the alliance and share the honor and disgrace!" He looked at the few guys at the door who were trying to become trainers, "And you don't have to carry the 'Vulture' anymore As long as I can contribute to the alliance, I will help you realize your dream of becoming a trainer. 」

Gradually, everyone began to be convinced, and the contract documents that Thor helped to draw up were very thorough, and the terms were generous while maintaining pragmatic feasibility, and there were no flaws at all. The grand vision described by Isenhard is even more tempting: after all, no one wants to be dictated by a consortium, and now there is hope that he will become a consortium.

"You can study it slowly, and if you want to join the alliance, you can just come to my mansion and sign a contract within three days. Eat first!" Isenhard motioned for Ricksat to go out and serve the food, and in a short time, the round table was filled with sumptuous banquets, and for a while, most of the contracts had been signed.