"Haigda, due to a lack of manpower, I have activated the reserves of the Knights Templar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Reserves, are they capable of doing their job?"

"There's no need to worry about this, in fact, they have been active as mercenaries on the northern border of the Celerodil Kingdom before they were activated?"

"Mercenaries, can their loyalty be assured?"

"Of course, whether as a knight's reserve squire, or as a mercenary, your reputation is very reliable. ”

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The Kingdom of Celeordir is currently the only kingdom founded by humans on the continent of Igura, and it is also the kingdom with the most extensive land area.

The Northern Frontier, Cellodil and Mokawi, where humans and orcs meet.

This early autumn, as always, broke out in the border war.

As a nomadic people, if the orcs want to survive in the cold winter, in addition to preparing for the herd, they can only take advantage of the autumn to accumulate through raiding.

And the first thing on the entire northern border is the Engel Fortress.

"Boom!"

The flames of the Crystal Bomb burst on the battlefield, and Dimien was swept to the ground by a violent wave of air.

"Damn! Let us bear the brunt of the battle every time, drain the enemy's morale and equipment! And then let the lord's direct troops pick up the bargain! Damn! I bet! Even if we only have one left, that bastard lord will force us to go first! Damn!

Screaming and cursing, Dimient kept raising his bow and arrows, and fired them at the orcs who were about to charge in the distance.

Suddenly, the charging team of dozens of people was actually suppressed by him alone!

"Huh, the idiot lord with twelve 'sisters'? I bet he must have a schedule, two a day a week, and a rest day to make a new one!"

After Nick finished speaking, he led a few people across the line and killed the orcs who were already in disarray.

"Don't cry! Don't make trouble! Don't be sad! We are mercenaries who can be discarded at any time, that is, not the people in the territory, nor the troops directly under the lord. A bunch of guys who sell their blood and sweat for money. ”

Very pessimistic, but not a single person refuted it, and it is worth noting that the person who spoke was the only woman in the entire mercenary team.

"It's over!"

As she spoke, she led the rest of the men to outflank them and annihilate dozens of orcs in one fell swoop.

And the orcs' attack on the entire front seemed to be so unsmooth that they actually sounded the horn and temporarily withdrew their troops.

Seeing this, she immediately waved her hand and said, "Clean up the battlefield, the old rules, leave useful things, and burn the useless ones with the corpses." Whoever finds the property will belong to him. ”

Suddenly, everyone cheered.

While cleaning up the battlefield, they continued the previous topic.

"The regiment commander's words are right, as long as you give money, there are guys who are willing to kill people all over the continent, even if we die, it's a big deal to hire a new mercenary group. Look what I found! This guy must be a goddamn orc nobleman!"

As the leader of the stormtroopers, Nick is the first to contact the enemy in battle, and picking up loot is why he always finds good things. This time, he found a heraldic ring that was worth a lot of money.

"Oh, I said, if he were alive, we could get more ransom!

Dimien was desperate for Nick, a guy with muscles in his head.

"But then again, this border war should be almost over, which means we're almost unemployed, right?" Dimien said and looked at her as she was picking up the spoils of war, and said, "Commander, have you left a way back?"

Suddenly, she pulled out the dagger at her waist and flicked her wrist.

Mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, the dagger flew towards Dimien.

The next moment, the blade entered his throat, and blood splattered.

"!"

Scolding, Dimien kicked over the orc behind him who had intended to sneak up on him, but now he was lying in a pool of blood.

"! I've had enough! I don't want to stay here on the northern border anymore!"

With that, Dimien pulled the dagger from the orc's throat and threw it back to her.

And she took the dagger and said with a smile: "You can rest assured that after this time, we will go to a good place like spring all year round." ”

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"St. Wald!"

The "Hound Dogs" mercenary group, with seventy-two members, appeared in this place that he dreamed of countless times when he was young.

However, the excitement and pride that was once conceived have passed with time, and only the simplest and most fundamental doubt is left - survival!

Or, to put it more bluntly, how was the new job for the Templars treated?

However, as a qualified mercenary, before obtaining benefits, you must first reflect your own value.

"So what's the job this time around, to burn the evil magicians to death, or to fend off the endless legions of hell?"

Dimien said half-jokingly.

The leader of the Hound Mercenary Regiment, Mike John, a hot beauty with fiery red hair and wheat-skinned skin, said in the same tone: "Well, our new job is to destroy monsters that cannot be destroyed. ”

"Hey, Captain, it's a phrase every time, can't it be a little fresh?"

Almost all of them said something similar.

But this time you can take it literally. ”

Hagrid suddenly pushed the door open, keeping everyone's eyes focused on him. And he continued: "The blood-living, ageless, immortal monsters we call the Night Clan, and the fairy tale thing called 'vampire'. ”

"Specifically, it is to put the intention and holy water on their faces, nail their hearts with white wooden nails, cut off their heads, and burn the corpses to ashes and scatter them on the crossroads. ”

"Haha!"

The people of the Hound Mercenary Regiment couldn't help but laugh.

Hagrid smiled and said, "Well, in fact, most of the above is a joke. Cutting off the head and destroying the heart can kill the average NightClan, but the high-level NightClan must cooperate with the Light Divine Technique, which is also a skill that you will need to practice for a long time to come. ”

"Hahaha! Did this idiot's head get caught when he just opened the door? Hahaha!"

The crowd continued to laugh.

"I've known for a long time that words don't make sense, so let's let you see the real NightClan. ”

Hagrid said without being angry at all, and then turned slightly, revealing Wooder who was standing behind him.

Wool waved slightly awkwardly at the Hound Mercenary Regiment, not knowing what to do.

After all, he was once just an ordinary soldier, and now he is still just a knight who is learning.

"Yay?"

Mike stood up in surprise, kicked away the mercenary who was in the way, and went straight to Wooger, looking him up and down, and said with interest: "This cute little brother, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Huh?"

Wooger was immediately shocked.

The mercenaries laughed and laughed.

"Oh my God! This old virgin is in heat again!"

"Hey, it's autumn!"

"The head of the regiment is in heat all year round!"

"Okay! you win! bastard!"

Mike ignored the group of guys behind him, laughed lewdly, stretched out his hands and pressed on Wooger's increasingly strong chest muscles, holding his saliva, and sighed incessantly: "Oh! This muscle is amazing! Oh! Marry me! Boy! Sister will love you well!"

As he spoke, he forcibly opened Wu Ge's mouth as if he was picking an animal, and observed his teeth??????

"Oh, eighteen, eighteen, eighteen, ten years younger, that's amazing!"

Mark continued to sigh like this, while Wooder looked at Hagrid with a sad look on his face.

Hagrid, who was watching the excitement with relish, suddenly smiled, "Give them a surprise, Wooger." ”

Suddenly, Wooger's eyes were blood-red, and the teeth in his mouth grew rapidly, but in a moment they became dagger-sharp fangs.

"Roar!"

Woode let out a roar and vanished.

"Bump!"

When Wu Ge reappeared, he was already carrying his giant sword and magic crystal cannon and smashed down to the ground from mid-air, appearing behind the members of the mercenary group.

They didn't even need to make a move, and the shock of landing on the ground almost made them fall.

"If this were a battlefield, Wooder alone could kill you all. This is the enemy you will face in the future, the NightClan. ”

Hagrid's voice echoed, and it wasn't until this time that everyone reacted, and their faces were ugly.

As elites who have survived countless battles of life and death, they are deeply aware of ?????? Hagrid's words were not mixed with the slightest amount of water.

And then, everyone couldn't help but ask themselves - can we fight such a monster?

However, despair has only just begun.

"Although that imp is only a half-finished product of the lower-level Night Clan, it is indeed a Night Clan. ”

With this sound, Stitch stepped out of the shadows of the wall.

Zhengyang's simple and straightforward, yet bizarre approach is obviously more convincing.

All the mercenaries were startled, and subconsciously took a half step back and held their weapons.

Because of the unknown, so fear.

"What cowards?????? Hagrid, am I going to hand over my lair to these guys?"

Stitch walked up to Hagrid unhurriedly and said unceremoniously, "Really?????? A bunch of ignorant and self-righteous fools??????"

"After all, I'm just a newcomer who doesn't know anything, and I believe that after training, I will become a qualified Templar. ”

Hagrid said this, and at this time, Colt walked in, handed Hagrid an envelope, and said, "Hegda, we have received a very important letter. ”

Hagrid took it casually, glanced at the signature on the envelope, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

Papal Palace, Cardinal, Miranda St. Johnson.