Chapter 111: Mercenary Mission

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The snow reflects the sun's radiance.

The Dawning Mercenaries left Blackwater Castle and headed southwest.

At the front of the line were three horse-drawn carts, and judging by the depth of the ruts that had been crushed, the cargo on them was not light.

Although the mercenaries still indulge in the tranquility that comes with the Rebirth Festival, the hundred-man mercenary group has a lot of expenses and they have to work.

Albert received a B+ team assignment with a commission of up to 500 gold coins near Amsburg, 1,000 kilometers from Blackwater Castle, on the border between the Eastern and Northern Provinces. The mission was issued by the lord of Amsburg himself, and was about destroying a large mercenary group. It is said to be an evil organization with more than a thousand members and appears to have received military training.

It's going to be an uphill battle.

Albert thought to himself, looking at his companion.

The mercenaries looked solemn, and everyone knew what they were going to face.

The line was silent, save for the slightly chaotic footsteps and the crushing of ruts.

After an unknown time, the weeds turned into trees, and the Dawn mercenary group made their way through the plains to the vast forest.

"It's meal time. Albert looked back, shouted, and motioned for the line to stop. He was the first to take out the dark, 'hearty' lunch that Edith had prepared for him, and ate it painfully and happily.

The sun god is above, and Edith is avenging him for not celebrating her birthday?, Albert thought to himself.

"Damn, I'm fed up with the bumpy carriages. Bawen, who was hiding in the carriage, got out of the carriage with a curse, followed by orcs.

"Maybe you should try to get used to it instead of complaining. Duncan stepped out of the other carriage and looked down at the 'small' Rowwin, "My brother, this won't be your last carriage ride. He said seriously.

"Trust me, big man, I've changed a lot. Bawen shrugged.

"What have you changed?" Albert said with a smile, dragging Dodom off the door.

"This guy must have eaten a whole goat last night. Bawen patted Dodom's bulging belly and smiled hideously and harmlessly. The latter scratched his head in embarrassment and giggled like a child.

"Don't change the subject, tell me what you've changed. "Albert isn't that easy to deceive.

As he spoke, Albert handed Dodom the food box with more than half of his lunch left, "Edith prepared it, your best friend." ā€

"Uh......" Babin took out a large piece of steak and looked at the curious eyes around him, a little helpless, he didn't want to say the scandalous thing that made him laugh last night. "Attitude. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a word that sounded esoteric. "That's right, it's attitude. He nodded firmly, "I changed my attitude. Bawen said loudly, in order to prove to the people the truth of the words.

"Looks like I guessed wrong. Albert smiled at Bavin, "I thought you were going to talk about stealing cheese last night." ā€

"Damn, you know all about it?" said Barwin, who sprang up to Albert like a cat with his tail stepped on, "You shouldn't have said it to their faces." He whispered, snickering at the other three orcs.

"I'm sorry, I've already said that. Albert said unapologetically, turning back to the front of the line.

At this moment, three orcs came up and said, "Bavin, remember what you said yesterday? You warned us not to eat cheese." ā€

"That's right. Another orc continued, "Cheese corrupts the noble heart of the orc warriors, which is the food that humans use to catch rats." After a pause, he mimicked Bawen's demeanor and tone, "You three tainted souls, the orcs Valhalla will banish you. ā€

"Just a tiny piece. Ba Wen smiled and said, "Believe me, I'm just trying." ā€

Albert, who was at the head of the team, turned around and said lightly, "I see, he ate Edith's portion, enough to feed a hungry ogre." ā€

"Albert, I'm going to kill you!" Babon wept and yelled like a dwarf, charging towards Albert with a menacing face. However, he only ran a few steps before being dragged away by the three orcs, and judging from the expressions of the three orcs, the beating was inevitable.

"Alright, guys, mealtime is over, move on. ā€

In the end, it was the 'warm-hearted' Albert who relieved Bawin. Of course, the three orcs wouldn't really do anything to Bavin.

"It's not over. Barwin glared at Albert and muttered quietly. It's time to tell Edith about Albert's quirks, he thought resentfully, it was a good idea, yes.

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The mercenary group entered the wooded area.

The three mercenaries, who were the least strong, drove the carriage in the opposite direction.

Horses have always been valuable, and even though they are not war horses, they are much higher than those paid to bronze warriors.

After entering the thorny, snow-covered mountain forest, people's vision and route were restricted, which slowed down the Dawning Mercenary Regiment's march a lot. Of course, they can choose to take the main traffic lane, provided that the alien mercenaries remain in the carriages. No one wants to stay in a bumpy and cramped carriage, even for nobles and wealthy merchants, and the roads are not as smooth as the bluestone roads in the towns.

Gradually, it got dark.

The sun god and the moon goddess began a new round of change.

The mercenaries did not stop, and clusters of flames rose, and the torches illuminated the vicinity.

No one would worry about provoking enemies and beasts, not even madmen and beasts, who would not attack a hundred-man mercenary group.

Suddenly, several black shadows flashed, and the speed was so fast that no one could see what it was.

"Stop. ā€

Albert motioned for the group to stop and looked at the shadow beside him.

The shadow nodded humanely, and used the surging body of black qi to quietly track forward.

"It can't be a ghost. A timid rookie mercenary said timidly, looking around in horror, "I have heard that the forest at night belongs to ghosts. ā€

The timid mercenary's words seemed to cause a chain reaction, and more newcomers fell into fear. The withered trees seemed to come alive, swaying in the bitter cold wind.

"Don't worry, the ghosts are also afraid of the brave orcs. At that moment, Bawen walked over, and with a hideous smile, he drew the cowardly mercenary's long sword, and handed it to the other man, "Listen, boy. If so, tell your friends that you have killed ghosts. ā€

"Thank you...... Thank you. The mercenary shook the hilt of his sword and said earnestly, looking around vigilantly.

Ba Wen's words gave courage to these newcomers who were on a mission for the first time, and the cold wind was no longer biting, and the swaying dead wood was no longer terrifying.