Everyone watched the green wolves gradually move away, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and fell to the ground tired.

Oka swallowed, his fire wand clenched, his arm trembling slightly.

"Get up for me!" Vic shouted when he saw everyone slumped on the ground and didn't move.

The mercenaries immediately stood up one after another, supported each other, and looked at Bick with serious expressions, waiting for his orders.

Vic took out a flare, lit the fire letter, and swooped into the air, and soon, the sound of small footsteps came from all sides, and the rest of the mercenary team hurried into the group.

Accompanying them, everyone's little nobles were not harmed, but the snowstorm mercenary group lost no less than thirty people, and more than ten people were seriously injured and disabled.

Bick glanced at it slightly, and a hint of grief flashed across his face, but he still gave the order in a calm tone: "This place is not suitable for a long time, the smell of blood can easily attract large demonic beasts." Everyone packed up and buried their brothers on the spot, and then the shield held the shield and crossed the sword in the back column, and the spearmen guarded the sides, protecting the nobles in the middle......" After speaking, Bick glanced at Li Jun with squinted eyes, grabbed his collar, and went to the outpost with him.

Li Jun secretly complained bitterly and followed behind Bick in frustration.

Look at Vic's injuries all over his body, and his expressionless expression. Li Jun couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Hey, you're bleeding." ”

"Ahh......h

Li Jun took out a bottle of strong wine from his backpack and spilled it on Bick's body, who only frowned and did not cry out in pain.

"Damn, you can really bear it. Li Jun exclaimed.

Bik smiled at Li Jun and said, "I started to be a mercenary when I was a teenager, and I have been crisscrossing the Warcraft Forest for decades, and I have been injured much more seriously than now, and it has long become a habit, and I seem to have a great endurance for the pain nerves of the human body. ”

"Boy with fine skin and tender meat, you still have a long way to go, if you want to become a qualified swordsman, how can you do it without scars all over your body?"

Li Jun opened his mouth wide, thinking about the scars on his body, and his hair went numb.

"Now that I think about it, it's better to be a magician, this is not only an enviable and respected profession, but also a low-risk group whose life support is countless times stronger than that of a sword master. Li Jun bared his teeth.

"Magician?" Vic rolled his eyelids and snorted: "Are you a Chinese cabbage to be a magician?" Only a few of the 100,000 people meet the requirements, and the soul level of these people is almost barely up to the standard, and they will stop at the intermediate magician in their lifetime, as for the higher-level high-level magicians, as well as the magicians, it will take about fifty or sixty years to produce a dozen!"

"In the entire Canaan continent, not counting the Church of Light, the official number of magicians is only tens of thousands. Compared to the Canaan continent, which has a population of four billion, the proportion is ......" Bick moved his fingers and chirped.

“0.001%。 Li Jun said.

Vic knocked his head and said loudly, "Now you know how scarce magicians are, right?"

Li Jun pointed to his nose and asked rhetorically, "Then how do you know that I can't be a magician?" Although my root bone talent is only sixty-three, my soul talent may be able to reach around seventy or eighty. ”

Vic sneered and sneered: "When everyone is young, they have daydreams like you, but the reality is so cruel, if your parents' soul talent does not reach sixty, you, as their son, will hardly reach sixty soul talent." ”

"In ancient times, a long time ago, a long time ago, a part of the human soul was mutated, so that it could feel the power of various elements that were free between heaven and earth, absorb it and use it for its own use, this is the origin of the first generation of magicians. They married each other, and the remaining offspring, with the help of their genes, are naturally also mutated souls. After countless years, a special professional group of magicians gradually emerged. "Vic Road.

Li Jun was still unwilling, and asked: "Parents are not magicians, and the remaining offspring must not become magicians?"

"There is a certain possibility!" Vic nodded, his face was pale, and said, "But the probability is very small, unless you can mutate your soul like the first generation of magicians, you can step into the ranks of magicians." But in recent years, I haven't heard of the existence of becoming a magician without relying on the genetics of my parents. ”

"I haven't heard of it, I can only say that you are lonely and unheard, and you are guarding the well in Weisi Town all day as a frog, what insight can you have?" Li Jun took advantage of the situation to ridicule.

"What do you smell of loneliness?, what well frog?" said Vic, looking confused.

Li Jun smiled and did not explain.

The two of them did not leave the group too far, for fear that some magical beasts would suddenly burst out and hurt the lives of those nobles.

If a little nobleman is missing arms and legs, within three days, the snowstorm mercenary group will be wiped out by the angry noble lord.

The laws of the empire can only restrain the commoners and some small nobles, and for the big nobles, the law is like child's play.

After walking for two hours, Vic, who was very familiar with the edge of the Warcraft Forest, took the group out of the Warcraft Forest without danger along the way.

Standing on the hillside, looking out, the scenery of the town of Vess, through the clouds and fog, is clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.

Walking into the flat road, everyone's hearts finally hit the ground.

Vic turned around to look at the scarred mercenaries, when he came out, more than a hundred mercenaries were in high spirits, but when he came back, there were so many familiar faces missing from the team all of a sudden.

"Oren, Al, Jackson, Tatz...... It's all dead, there's no ......" Bick called one by one, and the bearded man in his thirties couldn't help but burst into tears.

Many of them are brothers who have been following Vic from birth to death, and more than a dozen people in the mercenary world are all experienced veterans, but they didn't expect that in this mercenary mission, all of them left him.

"Vic put away your tears, and when I get back, I'll pay each of them a handsome settling-in fee. Of course, you are also indispensable. Oka said domineeringly.

Bick nodded silently, nodded at Okka's chest, and said, "Thank you for your kindness. ”

All the mercenaries were silent, and Li Jun sighed and turned his back.

Back in Vess, Oka took over one of the largest taverns in town, with a few unused farmsteads and a dozen rooms in the back.

Li Jun put down Oka and Barris's backpacks and was about to leave, when suddenly, Oka beckoned to him and motioned for Li Jun to come over.

"Li Jun, would you like to be my servant? Oka asked straight to the point.

Li Jun secretly sneered, I have a house and money, and I also have summoning skills and swordsmanship, I can survive anywhere, why should I be a servant for you?

"Dear Lord Oka, I have never had the ideal of being a servant since I was a child. Li Jun declined.

Oka squinted his eyes and said, "Li Jun, you have to think clearly, the consequences of rejecting a nobleman! Five gold coins a month, I can ask the guards to teach you swordsmanship." ”

Li Junqian said with a smile: "Your Excellency Oka is like a cloud, there are all kinds of appearances, there is no more than me, no less than me, no less me, why add to my burden?"

Oka snorted coldly, pointed to the door, and motioned for Li Jun to go out.

Li Jun turned around, and the humble smile on his face suddenly fell, densely filled with a cold and murderous aura.

It's been a long time since I've been in another world, and I've even learned to pretend to be a grandson? Li Jun sneered secretly, looked at the door behind him, and let out a long breath of anger.

Endure what people can't endure, pedestrians can't do, tolerate what people can't tolerate, and deal with people can't do it!

People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. Since people want to go to high places, sometimes they need to be patient, like a tiger cub, sharpen their claws, lie dormant in the dark, endure the torment of the scorching sun, the torment of the storm and the cold snow, and the long years of waiting, before they can leap to the top and step on everyone's head.

"The world knows that the word forbearance is high, the word forbearance is a knife in the heart, it is easy to talk about it, it is impossible to do it, and it will not endure the trouble, some people are born with a bad temper, and they will use the knife if they have different opinions, and they will not let the old and not let the young, and one day it will be bad......" Li Jun hummed the song of forbearance, shook his shoulders and walked into a tavern, asked for a bottle of rum, a plate of crispy peanuts, and chewed "quack".

I felt a group of very open and bold women and girls, staring at me non-stop, like a group of humans admiring a beautiful elf, and their eyes were quite unscrupulous.

Compared with the embarrassment and shyness when he first came to Vis Town, he has stayed in such an open world for a long time, and Li Jun's face has gradually thickened, and he can meet the eyes of women and girls in a grand manner, and he can whistle and tease from time to time.

Vic returned to the station with his mercenary group members, Li Jun did not follow, he has always been unable to stand any sad things, and now in the station of the snowstorm mercenary group, there may have been a lot of mourning, right?

The profession of mercenary is the work of licking blood from the knife edge, and tens of thousands of mercenaries die in the mercenary mission every year. There are also mercenaries who died because of the fire of two mercenary groups, or who fought in the tavern and were beaten to death, and whose violent personalities were like fire, just like their profession, sailed at the mouth of the cliff, survived in the cracks, and sought that unique thrill and warmth.

Chewing on crunchy peanuts, lighting a mark, spitting out large clouds of smoke.

Li Jun leaned on the counter, listening to the vulgar jokes shouted by the mercenaries, as well as the bold laughter, accompanied by the gentle night breeze, and experienced a different feeling.

In a dream!

Li Jun lost his mind for a moment, shaking the goblet, the orange-yellow wine juice swaying in the glass, and under the light, it was like a translucent dusk color.