Oldberg slammed his fist against the tabletop, the sturdy table as fragile as tofu under his fist, and the solid bluestone floor cracked with the table. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dead again! Two more dead," Odelberg roared as he stood up from his seat, looking annoyed.

The captain-level figures of Campol and several mercenary groups lowered their heads one after another, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Oldberg sneered gloomily: "Very good, since he likes to pick some members of the team with average strength to assassinate him so much, then let him kill enough!" Oldberg swept the backbone of the mercenary group present: "Order, let all the patrol members come back, from now on, no more members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group are allowed to patrol the streets of Gregory." ”

"Commander, but in this way, don't you tell others that we are afraid?" exclaimed Campol, and said angrily.

"Scared?" Oldberg turned his head to look at Campol, his eyes sharp as an eagle, the corners of his mouth twitching, and the scar on his face trembling faintly.

"Commander, I mean......" Campol swallowed a mouthful of saliva and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Odeberg at this time.

Oldberg sneered, reached out and patted Campolan on the shoulder, the palm of his hand did not use much strength, but Campol was as if he had been pressed by a hammer, and his face showed a slight fear on his face.

"You're right, Kanpole, I'm just going to make everyone think we're scared. Oldberg said.

Everyone looked at Oldberg in surprise.

"The other party is hiding in the shadows like a mouse, and although we don't know what means he used, it seems that it is difficult for us to dig him out in a short time. If it continues, the people below will only die more and more, and gradually lose their fighting spirit. ”

"Now, I'm just going to make him careless, so that he thinks that we have begun to be afraid, afraid, so that the other side will expose his weaknesses. Oldberg's expression was grim: "Let everyone come back first, and then I will disguise myself as an ordinary member and patrol outside with a team, and then ......"

Kan Polan's eyes lit up: "So that's the case, if the regiment commander disguises himself as an ordinary regiment member to patrol, once the other party shows up, he will be dead!"

"It's still the head of the regiment!"

"With the regimental commander personally taking action, the mouse can no longer be tossed. ”

The backbone of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group is not only touted.

The corners of Oldberg's mouth twitched twice, as if he were sneering, but no laughter appeared.

"Little Mouse...... Well, dare to provoke my little mouse, wait for me to skin and cramp, I will let you die a miserable death. ”

The members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment received the order, and all the teams patrolling the streets quickly shrank back and returned to their Gregory station. For a moment, the members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group within Gregory's range seemed to have disappeared, and this situation quickly attracted the attention of the mercenaries in the city.

The gossip flew out like wings.

The Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment is scared...... This time they offended a great force, supposedly an earl other than Gregory......

Oldberg was badly injured and is now dying...... The person who did it was likely to be a silver-level killer of the Shadow Guild!

I heard that the backbone of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment is dead, the deputy commander of the regiment is also dead, and Oderberg has been cut off an arm......

Within a few hours, Gregory had circulated at least a dozen versions of the rumors, and these rumors were all unfavorable to the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group.

"**** mother, I know that the ice wolf mercenary group will not end well. In the tavern, a group of mercenaries began to complain.

"That is, a mercenary group dares to be involved in the inheritance of the nobleman's family title, isn't this looking for his own death!"

"It's not because of the head of the Oldberg regiment, a warrior who runs out of the barbarians, as long as he is given money, he doesn't dare to do anything. ”

"Hehe, the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group, that is, in this remote Gregory, if you go to the Middle Continent, just a silver level, what is the ......?"

"Hey, don't talk about that, if the Goldberg people hear it......"

The mercenary who spoke before sneered: "What are you afraid of, now they say that he is dead, maybe it is true." That being said, his voice was subconsciously very low.

The crowd picked up their glasses again and touched them as if they hadn't said anything before.

The gate of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment's garrison unexpectedly opened again, and a team of more than a dozen people walked out, they looked serious and fully armed, and a few of them were not only wearing heavy armor, but even learned to be knights wearing heavy helmets that covered their entire heads.

A cloak embroidered with an ice wolf was scattered behind them, looking majestic.

When the team came out, they quickly attracted attention. Because this team is so weird, in terms of numbers, it has exceeded the size of a small squad of ordinary mercenary groups. In terms of equipment, such a full suit of heavy armor, and even a heavy helmet...... That's a bit of an exaggeration.

You know, they're mercenaries after all, not regular military knights!

After the team of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment walked out of the station, they swaggered through the city and patrolled the streets of Grage. Both mercenaries and civilians pointed fingers at them.

"Look, the Ice Wolf Mercenary Regiment is scared, and they have to wear such equipment even when they go out. ”

The laughter and ridicule continued so much that it was difficult to hide even the heavy helmet.

"Commander......" The captain of an ice wolf mercenary group whispered to the heavily helmeted Oldberg in the team, "Bear with me, the patrol time is only two hours. ”

"I want him dead!" In the procession, Oldberg was heavily armoured, wearing a heavy helmet on his head that covered his face, and listened to the taunts coming from the street, and said through gritted teeth: "I must let this rat that has brought me shame die a miserable death!"

"Yes, Commander, when the time comes, he must be subjected to the most cruel torture in the world before he is allowed to die. The team leader replied in a low voice.

This particular patrol had rounded half of the streets in Gregory, but had not been attacked except for the strange glances and taunting words of the passers-by on the streets.

This specially selected patrol team felt a deep sense of frustration in their hearts.

Even Oldberg, who was hidden in the team, couldn't help but wonder if he had come up with a terrible stupid idea.

However, Oldberg would never admit it.

"Continue to patrol and go to places where there are few people, there are so many eyes here, he may not dare to do it. Oldberg gritted his teeth and whispered.

When the team members heard this, their hearts were shocked.

They don't care if they can lead Ronald out, and now they are happy as long as they can not be pointed at like clowns by people on the street.

Go to a place with fewer people?

What a great idea!

After another hour, the patrol team had already toured the most remote slums in Gregory, but nothing had happened, let alone been attacked.

"Go back, Captain. It seems that he will not dare to do it today. In the team, a small team leader-level backbone whispered: "Maybe it's because there are too many people, why don't we reduce the number of people on patrol tomorrow?"

Oldberg kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Everyone was worried that they would become Oderberg's punching bag.

In the team, Oldberg's heart was equally uncomfortable, and the anger and chagrin in his heart made him like a closed volcano, with terrible flames suppressed in his body, ready to burst out at any moment.

Just as Goldberg was about to give the order to return, a voice suddenly came.

"Friends of the ice wolf, you've been around for a long time, so let's rest here. In a secluded alley, a man with his back against a wall stood and looked at the patrol team.

Oldberg's body shook, and a flame welled up in his heart, eager to burn everything around him.

However, he suppressed this anger vigorously, and stood in the middle of the team without saying a word, just holding the broadsword at his waist in the palm of his hand, and the green tendons collapsed.

"What kind of person!" said one of the leaders of the patrol team, pulling out his weapon and looking at the man hiding in the alley.

"The one who wants your life!"

In the alley, the man walked out slowly, with a black broadsword at his waist and a chain mail draped over his body, looking like an ordinary mercenary.

That man was Ronald.

"Sure enough, it's you!" exclaimed a man who had seen Ronald in the patrol team.

"It turned out that you were the one who killed us. ”

The patrol team drew their weapons one after another, and there was a wave of anger and murderous aura on their bodies.

"I said it, as long as I see the people of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group, there will be no forgiveness!" Ronald looked at them coldly, his eyes swept over everyone, and he suddenly pulled out the iron sword at his waist and rushed forward.

"Die!"

Ronald roared angrily, the sword body was full of fighting energy, and the seventeen-way swordsmanship of Songshan was used, as if he was rushing to kill on the battlefield, and the momentum was compelling.

"Get out of the way!" a man in a heavy helmet suddenly spoke up in the patrol team, his voice suppressed anger, but also exuded madness.

When everyone heard his voice, they stopped rushing out.

The man drew his broadsword from his waist and shook his hand off his heavy helmet, revealing his frost-covered face and the braids tied together at the back of his head.

"It's you!" Ronald looked at him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "...... Oldberg!"

Oldberg grinned and sneered: "It's finally waiting for you!" With that, Oldberg held his broadsword, and an astonishing momentum burst out from his body! The ground under his feet was like being swung with a heavy hammer, and it shattered and cracked in an instant.

The surface of the armor on his body showed a luster instilled by the fighting energy, and the powerful silver-level fighting qi burst out with all his might, and the air around his body seemed to be stirred by the invisible fighting qi.

"yes, it's finally waiting for you!" Ronald also sneered, and with a pause at his feet, his body instantly stopped the momentum of the forward rush and stood up suddenly.