In the Assassin Guild, mid-level and low-level Assassins are generally still in the internship stage, especially low-level Assassins, who are basically rookies who have just entered the guild. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info an assassin of this level, not to mention whether others will hire him, even if he is really asked to carry out a mission, I am afraid that the probability of missing is far greater than the probability of success.

"Let's just put it this way, at that time, the guild still had money, and many people were waiting. After all, the guild has food and shelter, as long as you have a position in the guild that does not require tasks, such as sentry, standing guard, etc. Although his life is not as good as that of other high-ranking assassins, he will not starve to death. However, our guild has been spending a lot of money to support such a group of people, and I think this is a waste. Therefore, I will add another article under this order for a while, and in the future, low-level assassins who are unable to go out on their own within two years will be kicked out of the guild. Bert gestured to the paper in Wu Xian's hand.

The two elders glanced at each other and felt that there seemed to be some reason. "Then, if we don't allow them to take these jobs, how will our funds be turned? The guilds they took on in the past will charge some commissions, usually around ten points. If we rely solely on our guild to come forward to take orders, I am afraid that some black and dirty work will not be able to be put on the surface. Wu Xian frowned, the so-called black and dirty work refers to political assassination, vendetta and other unsightly work. Employers generally prefer to approach Assassins privately to hand over these tasks.

"Who said we're going to take these jobs. Don't you understand what I mean, you two?" Bert's eyes widened, with a look of stupidity. Still, the two elders didn't understand what he meant. Seeing this, Bert had to explain it to them.

"Why did I change the name of the Assassins' Guild to the Brotherhood? It just wants us to come out of the disgraceful place. I don't want my brothers to live in a place where they are scolded all the time. I want us to live in this world with dignity, and I want every member's family to be proud to tell others that their relatives are members of the Brotherhood. Bert's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, with irrepressible excitement on his face.

"But how is this possible? how can we Assassins get on the table. Wu Xian smiled bitterly and shook his head, in fact, who would want to be an assassin, if it weren't for the fact that the benefits were really tempting, otherwise no one would want to do this kind of work at all.

"Now there is such an opportunity in front of you, it depends on whether you are willing to do it or not. Bert smiled, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and handed it to the two elders.

The two of them took the paper and immediately looked at it, and their faces gradually changed from gloom to joy to concern, and all this was seen by Bert.

"There can't be a deception, is it?" asked Vasily.

"No, this is an order from the Imperial War Department, inviting us to join the front line of the battlefield. As long as we agree, they are willing to pay our senior Assassins at the Squadron Leader's Rate, and the Platoon Leader's Allowance to the Intermediate Assassins. And according to the level of military merit, you can also canonize the imperial nobles. Bert replied.

"Our tasks are also very simple, and they are all jobs that ordinary soldiers can do. Like the dark whistle, our people will do much better than them, and it is actually very cost-effective for them to pay us this salary. We can take these jobs and divide them with our brothers, three of us and seven of them. And then for a difficult task like an assassination, I think we can negotiate the price with them separately. Hehe, it's wartime, and money can't buy the heads of the enemy's senior generals. Bert lay on the table, his eyes flashing with gold.

Wu Xian and Vasily swallowed with difficulty, and this kind of cooperation with the official is probably only Bert dares to do this. After all, he himself is an imperial baron, and his father is a high-ranking general of the empire, which is no loss to him from any point of view.

"But we don't have a shortage of high-level assassins right now, so we won't accept assassination missions for the time being, and if we only take on the job of guarding and intelligence, we can join the battle with a little training in our current manpower. It's just that in this case, the money is still a bit slow. Bert scratched his forehead. "Otherwise, don't we have some shops in town? I'm going to open a bar, nominally a bar, but as a point of contact for our Brotherhood headquarters. After Erin returns, we have set up teleportation circles in all major branches, and in the future, there will be various tasks to directly transmit mission information through the teleportation circle for local members to complete. Of course, we also have to share the reward after completion. The exact amount will be decided by the two of you. ”

The two elders only felt that there was a golden light in front of them, and Bert's black clothes seemed to be shrouded in gold coins, and in this way, the guild's financial operation was solved? After the death of the elder, the problem that had troubled the five elders for decades was solved overnight by a young man in his early twenties? The two elders only felt that they seemed to be really old, and they could not keep up with these enthusiastic young people. After receiving a satisfactory answer, the two got up and took their leave. Before leaving, Bert also pulled the two of them to emphasize.

"We are going to be on the stage in the future, and assassination tasks must be carefully screened, although we are not gods, and we cannot judge whether a person is good or bad. But... We must be worthy of our conscience and not let our brothers be spurned. The two elders were touched by Bert's true feelings, and with tears in their eyes, they said that they would personally screen the assassination mission, and they would never kill any good person.

Of course, this was also the most tragic decision the two elders had ever made in their lives. Later, the assassination missions that were passed on every day were far beyond their imagination, after all, the assassination missions of the entire continent were gathered together, and even if the two of them were gods descending to earth, they did not have the ability to deal with the letters that were piled up as high as a mountain. Of course, that's all for later.

In the days that followed, more than half of the Assassins left the guild due to their own inability. After the formation of the Brotherhood, Bert, as the president, had to negotiate with the Imperial War Department about the specific price of the mission, in addition to contacting the local chapters. Time went on until the beginning of the fifth year of the imperial calendar, and another piece of bad news broke into the newly built Brotherhood headquarters bar with a fast horse.

"What?, the loss of Randall City in the Satya Empire?" a voice came from the president's room.

At this time, Bert was constantly walking back and forth in the room, and Wu Xian sat on the side and watched the letter that had just arrived. Bert's voice came out again: "What are you kidding? It's only been half a year that a frontier has been captured, and Frank can't stay there any longer, so he will send someone to meet them." ”