Makeleten stood up at once, quickly retreated to the side of the wall, picked up a bench, his whole body glowed with an earthy yellow, and stared at the door with blazing eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a while, seven or eight men rushed in from the gate, and a middle-aged man in purple at the head asked loudly, "Which one is silent?"

Makelle held the bench in his hand and looked at the visitor coldly, and Mira was nervously calculating whether to help, even if he couldn't beat him, it was always good to sell favors. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man in purple came close and clasped his fist at Makelele and said, "This is just silent?I am Leonardo, the deputy head of the Cassie mercenary group, and I have specially invited you to join our mercenary group." ”

Makelle was stunned, because the mercenary group in Stilwell City was greatly harmed by Kempinski, and the core competitiveness has been greatly missing, many mercenary groups from other places have been stationed to forcibly occupy the local market in the past few days. This Cassie mercenary group is one of the big predators, the leader Casillas is from the distant and mysterious Iberia, it only took a dozen years to bring an originally unknown small mercenary group to the B level, and it is said that there is a lot of hope for a rush to A this year. He was now on the verge of losing his job, and suddenly there was such a powerful group extending an olive branch to him, and Makelle didn't know what to say except to make a meaningless cry.

Leonardo glanced at Mira contemptuously: "We have fully verified and understood, and the silence of the Earth Knight is very suitable for the next strategic planning of our regiment, and it is an indispensable talent for the development and growth of this regiment." So, we will offer you a five-year contract with an annual salary of 110,000 gold coins, and an annual increase of five percent, I wonder if you are satisfied?"

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, 110,000, this is almost the treatment of a saint-level master, it is simply envious, jealous and hateful. Makelle was also full of joy, and was quickly pulled by Leonardo to an independent single room inside to sign a contract. The people who watched the excitement couldn't keep up, but many pointed at Mira, their faces full of mockery.

Slap in the face, naked slap in the face, Mira felt her face crackle. He thought to himself with shame, isn't it just a few stinky money, what's the big deal? Hmph, when I have money, hmph, when I have money, I can do whatever I want, and whoever I like is whoever I like. If you have to get a good job, I regret that you shouldn't have drunk and beheaded Brother Zheng Xian by mistake;

After such a fuss, Mira is even more unpopular here, it was originally a small group, and it was so poor, everyone who could become a magician was as good as a ghost, how could it be so easy to be deceived by him. Mira, One-Eye, and Isabel watched in boredom as Taron performed the Protective Stone Skin over and over again, and painted a wooden table into a stone platform, and it looked like he had a lot of energy to spare.

"Young man, there's something wrong with the way you cast your spell. A slightly old voice sounded in front of her, and Mira looked up to see a tall old man with a white beard standing in front of the table, with a furrow wrinkle on his face that reflected the staff of the dragon bell in his hand, showing unusual majesty. Seeing that several people were looking at him intently, the old man smiled and said: "Hehe, I'm just a lonely wandering magician, I happened to see such a lively place, come in and feel the vitality and warmth, I hope it doesn't disturb you." ”

Tarun raised his face and said seriously, "Old Mage, my gestures and spells were taught to me by my deceased teacher, and I have always practiced like this, is there any problem?"

"Hehe, it's not a big problem, but you're too conformist, no matter the tone and order, of course, you can't see anything when you cast a spell on the table, but if you're so rigid on the battlefield, I can guarantee that you won't be able to cast a spell. ”

Taron suddenly realized and thanked him repeatedly, and Isabel looked at Mira curiously, and found that Mira was staring at the old mage almost without moving. Isabel was worried that Mira had not recovered from the blow just now, so she hurriedly pulled the old mage to ask a long question, and learned from the conversation that he was a high-level magician who traveled around, and recently suddenly had an epiphany, and wanted to find a place to settle down and study high-level magic.

Isabel shouted: "Wow, what a coincidence, it just so happens that our group is short of mages, why don't you stay in our group for a while, if you have time, teach Tarun and do tasks, if you are not free, just do your magic research, okay?"

The old mage was a little reluctant, but after being soaked by Isabel for a while, he actually nodded in agreement. Isabel triumphantly complimented Mira, who smiled stiffly, "In that case, I think we should also find an independent room and sign the contract first." ”

It was a very ordinary small room, with only a square table and a few stools, and as soon as Mira entered, she ordered Tarun to close the door tightly, and for a moment the noise outside seemed to be cut out of it. The old mage looked around the room, seemed to be satisfied with the quiet atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Yes, if I want to sign a contract, should I introduce myself first......?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Mira picked up a stool and slammed it on him, and scolded angrily: "You dead liar, I know your bones after peeling your skin, and you are still an old mage?

One-Eye and Isabel were dumbfounded, not knowing which one Mira was singing, and Tarun saw that the old mage was kicked down, for fear that he would make a mistake, so he hurriedly and secretly brushed a protective stone skin. The old mage was about to turn over, but after being brushed with petrified skin, his whole body fell like a scale, and he simply lay on the ground and made a Wing Chun gesture: "Good boy, you dare to sneak attack me, I won't teach you how to be worthy of my robe." Fetch my staff first, well, I'm not afraid of you without it. The old man is the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the old cow is on the waist, the dragon head is on the chest, the people block the killing, and the Buddha blocks the killing of the Buddha. ”

He shook the robe on his body, and even Isabel could see that this old mage had strong muscles, which was completely different from the old man he looked like on the outside, and his muzzle was also similar to the Taoist appearance just now. Isabel was furious and rushed down and kicked several times, but her feet hurt from the stone turtle.

One-eyed asked in surprise, "Commander, how did you recognize him as a liar?"

Mira said hatefully: "This guy, what did he pretend to be Viscount Wwinleyton last time, and he teamed up with Kempinski to deceive me, but fortunately I found out, and remembered what he was, brain waves." This time he actually wanted to lie to me again, it was like Tai Sui's head breaking ground. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and kicked him a few more times.

By the time Tarun's magic had finally worn off, the hapless creature had been beaten and bruised and swollen, and Mira and Isabel were panting from exhaustion. So One-Eye began to dominate the interrogation: "What's your name?" "Let's be honest. "Winston Churchill. "Damn, let's be honest!" "Alright, Wendell. ”

"Age?" "Don't you think it's rude to ask a man his age?" "Fuck off, don't say I'll whip you." "Well, fourteen years ago my mother was three times my age, and this year my mother is twice my age, you can count it yourself. ”

One-eyed babbling with his fingers for a long time, Mira waited impatiently: "Your profession?" "Liar. "What about liars, is there a profession of liar?"

Wendell's face suddenly became serious: "You can disrespect me, but you can't disrespect my profession." You must know that the liar is one of the oldest professions in human history, not only has it never been interrupted, but it is constantly being innovated and carried forward. Actually, I see that you have a strange skeleton, you seem to be loyal but your eyes are treacherous, you are really a genius of deception in a million, are you interested in learning a few tricks from me?"

"Phew, my Mira is known as a pear flower pressed begonia, honest and reliable Xiao Langjun, how can I learn deception with you. By the way, if you hand over all the money you have cheated over the years, the master will be merciful and let you go, how about it?"

"Impossible, the swindler's private property is sacrosanct, the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and not a single gold coin can be lost. ”

Isabel suddenly cried out: "Aha, I figured it out. This guy is in a hurry because he deceived too many people in Stilwell City and lost Kempinski's protection, right?"

Wendell squinted at Isabelle: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, little girl, am I called running away? I am because Stilwell City has lost the soil for appreciating art, and I am going to spread my art seeds in all directions." Ah, dedication to art is my tireless pursuit. ”

Mira's eyes also lit up with a little star: "When it comes to art, that's also mine...... "Phew, when will deception be called an art?" Isabel immediately took over, "but if you want to join us, that's fine." ”

Mira was taken aback: "What? What are we going to do with a liar?"

"I grew up in the Holy See, and I saw too many liars and everything. Do you think that the big people on top don't deceive people? With multiple liars around, at least we can be less deceived by others. And I think this Wendell's ability is not small, he almost deceived us all just now, and I think his ability will be very useful to us in the future. ”

Wendell touched his fake beard and smiled happily: "This little girl has a really good eye, and she can see the value of the old man at a glance, and her future is limitless." The children can be taught, the children can be taught, and I am very relieved. ”

Mira was furious: "No, I don't accept this liar, what do you want to make my group look like? ”

As it turned out, any resistance from Mira was ineffective in front of Isabel, and soon Isabel completed all the negotiations with the old crook herself, and all that Mila received was a contract with Wendell's name on it, only the old crook cast a disdainful glance. For some reason, Mira felt so congested that she wanted to be quiet.