Chapter 4 Wheelchairs

The Winter Mercenary Group accepted Molong's offer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The maiden stood beside our Mr. Traveler's bed and bowed slightly, "We don't want your wealth and the Field's property, we only hope that you will give us a promise." ”

Mo Long looked at the girl at this moment, and became serious: "What promise?"

"I hope that one day in the future, you will help us to accomplish something that may be dangerous to you. The girl took a deep breath and slowly said the above words, but her eyes did not shy away from looking directly at Mo Long, "Is it okay? ”

"Can you tell me what this is?"

"I'm sorry, my lord. ”

Mo Long looked at the girl's serious and serious expression, thought for a while, and finally nodded: "I am willing to do my best." ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

The girl owes Mo Long a courtesy, and the employment is achieved at this moment, and then the procedure is followed.

And the hiring procedures in this world are more formal than Mo Long imagined, and even use something similar to a contract, and then Mo Long and the people of this small mercenary group have a face-to-face.

There are only seven people in this mercenary group, and it was established in Elgar in the seven countries in the north of the Holy Judgment Continent, so there are five Elgars in this seven-person team.

The silver-haired girl leader Ophelia is an authentic Elgar, a spell caster of the Holy Light system, and before becoming the head of the group, it is said that she served in the local Holy See in Elgar, and it was she who single-handedly pulled Mo Long back from the Ghost Gate.

Akali is also a little lady in the north, only 10 years old this year, but she is already a well-known money fan.

The second is the calm middle-aged man, he is an Elgar swordsman, his full name is Angus Linde, his strength is second only to the silver rank of the leader in the entire mercenary group, and he is a black iron pinnacle existence.

And then there's Joshua Stewart, a handsome blonde guy -- an Elgar aristocratic boy who isn't very good at it, and whose skills are said to be good.

This handsome guy even bowed deeply to Mo Long when he introduced himself, and said, "I have heard of the reputation of the Field family for a long time. ”

And the result of this guy was kicked by the lady behind him wrapped in a wide cloak, and he almost knelt down in front of Mo Long's eyes.

This lady was naturally Ehir, she was dressed in a wide cloak, and her face was hidden in a deep hood, but listening to her cold voice, she thought that she was an iceberg-like figure.

The one who caught Moron's attention the most was the dwarf as tall as Akali, Mr. Platinum Bronze Hammer, who was as large as a wine barrel, with a beard and a mouth full of the smell of wine, said to be from the Land of the Hills.

The most inconspicuous of the team was Nar Keys, also a member of Elgar's people, but he was a little shy, and he gave his name in a low voice as he introduced himself.

Mo Long looked at the seven people standing in front of him and smiled: "That...... Mr. Platinum, are you a good craftsman?"

"Hey, Mr. Employer, you can go to the Land of the Hills and ask, my bronze hammer is well-known. Mr. Dwarf responded to Moron's questions with great intensity, waving his stubby arms and raising his voice incredibly.

Without waiting for Mo Long to say anything, the middle-aged swordsman Angus next to him changed his face slightly-this young man in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, where could he be arrogant.

He immediately said: "Copper hammer, how can you talk to our employer." ”

"It's okay," Mo Long didn't really care, he smiled, and said, "I'm not questioning your ability, but I want you to do me a favor - can you help me build a wheelchair?"

Moron himself knew that the body he had crossed was not a disability from the outside, but he was in danger right now—the more wasteful and incompetent he became, the safer he would undoubtedly be.

Therefore, he was already planning to put down this down-and-out young master with disabled legs.

However, in front of him, Mr. Dwarf, who was still blowing his beard and glaring just now, scratched his head: "What...... What the...... Wheel?"

"Wheelchair. Mo Long frowned and corrected.

"What wheelchair?" said Mr. Dwarf, frowning.

Only then did Mo Long realize that there may not be such a thing in this world, and naturally there could be no such concept.

Mo Long laughed a little, and immediately told the dwarf Mr. about what the existence of the wheelchair was, and when he finished speaking, he saw that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.

At first, he thought that he was not disabled, but after thinking about it, he had never stood up since he saw this group of mercenary group members, so he didn't care, and said, "Okay, it's okay, let's rest." ”

At that moment, the seven members of the Winter Mercenary Group withdrew from Mo Long's already empty room.

When the bedroom door where the doorknob was ripped off was slowly closed, the dwarf couldn't help but lower his voice and smacked his tongue: "It's worthy of that existence, this idea ......"

"God, what a valuable idea. "It was Akali who interrupted Mr. Hammer with passion, and little Lori didn't know where to think of it, but her eyes were full of little stars, all of which were longing for gold coins.

As for Angus, he said: "It seems that this one is easier to get along with." ”

The silver-haired girl was frowning and pondering at the closed door behind her, not noticing the conversation between her companions.

Joshua stood beside the girl, "Are you worried about something?"

The girl looked at the intricately patterned wooden door in front of her, thinking about the prosperous history of this family.

The spear of Ashton, the dagger of the gods, is the name of the Field family.

But now, they are traitors.

Even when she had just arrived in this great city, the girl had already heard of the plight of the Field family.

And at this moment, inside is not only the owner of Reddirt, but also the last heir of the Field family, who ...... Can you give up?

The girl turned her head and walked downstairs step by step, her shoes clattering on the wooden staircase, and Joshua staggered after her.

The silver-haired girl said quietly, "Baron Stewart, I don't know if my choice will bring hope to our country, or ...... Stronger enemies. ”

......

Mo Long watched people walk out of his room, and he could sense the faint ...... of the people of this mercenary group Awe.

But he couldn't find the reason for this awe, so he pondered for a while and couldn't find a reason, and then began to sort out his current situation.

In every sense, Mo Long at this moment is in absolute passivity, first of all, although he is a soul piercing, he only inherits trouble, and the little memory he inherits is only related to hatred.

And from the blonde-haired young man today, Mo Long was enough to deeply understand the jealousy of those people towards the so-called Field family and their determination to kill him desperately.

All in all, Molong's current situation is - he is full of enemies, but he knows nothing about this world called the Holy Judgment.

However, at this moment, a soft sound came from the open window, and a blood-stained head flew in and rolled a few times on the cold floor.

Mo Long saw the distorted face clearly.

He had never met this man, had never heard of him.

But the moment he saw this face, an unfamiliar name corresponding to this person's head turned up in his mind.

Brent Connor.

......

......