Since the destruction of the tribe, Baroque has never stopped looking for traces of his enemies, except for the news of his tribesmen. It's a pity that after these erratic mercenaries sold the orc captives, it seemed that the world had evaporated, and they couldn't find it.

It was only last year, when he returned to the tavern in Crowtown to look for clues, after killing a dozen gravediggers and drunkards, that a guy who was afraid of death mentioned that Huda, the mayor of Crowtown, had left the kingdom of Paddington with his subordinate Misa and the Sand Scorpion mercenary group's Sava leader, seemingly receiving an escort mission. I didn't say when I would be back, or if I wouldn't be back at all!

Those damned mercenaries destroyed the orc tribe and looted a lot of ore wealth, which not only made the orcs bitterly hateful, but also offended Baron Monroe, the fiefdom lord of Crowtown. You must know that those are the wealth of His Excellency the Baron, and if they continue to stay in Crowtown, Huda and Savoy's Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment will definitely be eradicated by the angry Baron.

Originally, Baroque had no hope of finding the enemy in the short term, but I didn't expect to meet Misa in Duolun City today, thanks to the spirit of the totem, the dead people, you wait, soon there will be the head of the enemy to pay tribute to your soul!

Baroque was in no hurry to leave, and said to the blacksmith boss, "Oh, my master still wants some short spears, can you show me your spear throwing style?" he pointed to a showroom full of weapons.

"Of course, please follow me. The old blacksmith smiled and almost bowed over Baroque into the weapons showroom.

Baroque didn't pay much attention to the dazzling array of weapons in the room, picking up a few metal spears at random, but keeping his eyes on Misa, who was negotiating with another blacksmith outside. Then he pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Oh, you're still in charge of repairing weapons, and that man's sword is badly damaged, can it be repaired?"

The old blacksmith said proudly, "Of course, our blacksmith shop is the best in Duolun City. The Misatsa outside was a powerful warrior with fighting energy, and his long sword was almost deformed because of the constant infuse of fighting energy, but that didn't matter. Just give it to us, and the next day we'll be able to get the weapon back to normal, or even better. ”

"Oh, that Mister Misa is a vindictive warrior, so he must be in the city guard of the city of Duolun, right?"

"No, Mr. Misa is a mercenary, and together with several other vindictive warriors, he formed a mercenary group called [Sand Scorpion]. They had only been in Duolun City for a short time, but they had heard that they had been to many distant places and had a lot of experience, so many caravans asked them for protection. The old blacksmith answered perfectly what Baroque wanted to know.

"Yes, great, my master also needs to hire some mercenaries, I wonder where the Sand Scorpion mercenary group is staying?" It wasn't until he saw Misa leave the blacksmith shop that Baroque exclaimed in surprise, and pretended to be disappointed that he had missed it.

"It's okay, I know where the Scorpion Mercenary Group is stationed. The old blacksmith said enthusiastically, "They have rented a hotel in the northern city, where more than fifty mercenaries live. The owner of that inn is a relative of mine, and I can have someone send you there. ”

"Thank you so much, you are such a helpful person. Baroque thanked the old blacksmith with a smile on his face, as if he couldn't get enough of it, and ordered a few hundred short spears in one go. Suddenly, I found that the blacksmith shop was also in the business of leather armor and armor, and there were a large number of ready-made leather armor on the side, and a hundred were also ordered. Coupled with the black iron battle axe at the beginning, this business has reached nearly a hundred gold coins, which made the old blacksmith almost faint with excitement, and even the entire blacksmith shop was alarmed!

Baroque didn't want to make a fuss, so he told the old blacksmith to send someone to send the spear-throwing leather armor to him, and left in a hurry. Once you know the name of the hotel in the North City, it's easy to find it..................

The old blacksmith was very efficient, and he had his weapons and leather armor sent outside the city before dark. Although he wondered why such a large amount of supplies was placed in the remote wilderness, Baroque generously took out gold coins to pay the bill, and the old blacksmith naturally no longer cared, as long as he had money, it didn't matter if he threw it into the stinky ditch.

Thanks to Prince Alvin, his storage ring is a fine one, and the space is very large, and all the spear-throwing leather armor in it only occupies a small corner. Baroque re-entered Duolun City before dark, found the inn called [Wind Dragon], and sure enough, he saw the people of the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment............ He knew only Misa, and none of the other enemies had seen them, and he had to remember their faces well tonight.

The entire room north of the hotel was chartered by the people of the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Group, these rude guys can't be idle at night, and if they have a few dollars, they will immediately go to the tavern to drink, or find a ** fool, in short, there is not a single copper coin left. It was just getting dark, and it was still early for the mercenaries to return. Baroque rented a nearby room, flipped through shamanic skin scrolls, and waited patiently.

In the middle of the night, the mercenaries were only three or five drunk, staggering back, laughing unscrupulously from time to time, and making a lot of noise. Under the dark night sky, through the faint lights of the hotel, Baroque's pupil-erected eyes stared at each mercenary, remembering everyone's faces. Especially the two people who walked with Mesa...... If they didn't guess wrong, they should be Huda, the mayor of Crow Town, and Savoa, the leader of the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment, the biggest culprits!

The mercenaries entered the inn and quickly fell asleep when they returned to their rooms. Only the three of them were gathered in a room, the lights on, as if discussing something. Baroque was about to get closer to eavesdrop, and was about to jump out of the window when he suddenly stopped his movements and stared at the figures that suddenly appeared outside the hotel.

Two tall figures dressed in black, with their heads covered and unable to see their faces. They easily climbed over the rudimentary wooden fence of the Winddragon Hotel and made their way through the backyard stables, where the fostered horses were unfazed by a few snorts and hooves. The two of them walked around the back of the hotel for a while, as if looking for something, and finally saw Misa's room with their lights on, and immediately crept closer.

Baroque's heart moved, could there be anyone else interested in the brutes of the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment? He jumped out of the window and silently followed the two men, ready to take a look.

Unbeknownst to them, the two men were being followed, clinging to the windows, avoiding the bright lights and eavesdropping. There was a faint sound of three people talking with a little excitement in the room!

"Savoy, are we really doing nothing this time escorting the Wald caravan into the Gravel Wasteland?" said a deep voice, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Huda, I know what the hell you're up to. Put away your greed, Wald is only a small caravan, but don't forget his identity...... He is one of the businessmen authorized by the Paddington royal family to serve the royal family. This time, he was going into the depths of the Gravel Wasteland, and it was also for the royal family to go there to buy special supplies from the desert lizardmen. If you dare to make that purchase money, you are not afraid that the royal family will know about it, and you will never be able to gain a foothold in Paddington?" said Sava with disdain, he hated Huda's greed very much, this old fellow is really bold!

"Hehe, Savoy, do you know why most of the people in the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment are your subordinates, but they have all been under my command for the past year?" Huda smiled very proudly, ignoring Savoy's gloomy face, and said to himself: "What is a mercenary? A mercenary is a person who gives his life in exchange for money, and from the day he becomes a mercenary, our lives are not worth anything! For the sake of gold coins, let alone provoking the Paddington royal family, even those noble imperial families, and even the clergy of the Holy See, will definitely not be soft-hearted when it is time to do it." Over the past year, I have made a few big profits for the brothers of the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Group, and each of them has been paid handsomely. And you? You just pay lip service to caution, caution, and watch many opportunities slip away from you. You know, the brothers are already very dissatisfied with you!"

"Well, they only saw the gold coins, but they didn't see how many of their companions were killed or wounded. And what we did was completely against the morality of mercenaries, and if it was known that we had slaughtered our own employers and plundered property, there would be no place for us in the entire continent of Sauron. ”

"Ha, I've done it perfectly, there's almost no handle left, who knows? Savoy, if you don't say it, who knows what we've done?"

"Huda, I don't agree to attack the Wald caravan, and if you really plan to do so, then we'll have to separate. Savoyard stood up and turned to leave, as he was about to walk out of the room. Hudahamisa behind him glanced at each other, and then pretended to be helpless and said, "Okay, okay, Savoy, we will only be loyal caravan guards according to your words, this will be all right?"

Sava paused, and his mood eased: "This is the best, and Wald's reward for us is already very generous, if it weren't for our familiarity with the Gravel Wasteland, he wouldn't even look down on our small mercenary group." ”......

Immediately after Sava left, Huda showed an expression of extreme disdain. Misa on the side asked in a low voice, "Are we really not doing anything?" Wald not only brought the supplies that the Gravel Wasteland Lizardmen were in short supply this time, but also at least a hundred gold coins, and many brothers were gearing up!"

"Ignore him, Sava has become timid and fearful since he destroyed the orc race, and he is almost a waste. Let's perfunctory him now, as long as we enter the desolate gravel wasteland, what are we going to do, it's not in our minds?"

Misa left with a knowing smile, and the two couldn't help but chuckle.

After a while, Misa and Huda went to sleep, and the two eavesdroppers quietly retreated, and left the hotel from the stables the same way they came.

Lift the suffocating face covering, revealing two hairy but very handsome faces, these are two orcs!

Baroque, who had been following him, was stunned, and then laughed............ No wonder I felt that this figure became more and more familiar just now, and it turned out to be really my own people, Barrotan, and another young orc named [Anglei]. Unexpectedly, the clansmen also found traces of the enemy!