Mira looked at the card in her hand boredly, which was given to him by the old man from the mercenary union at the funeral yesterday, saying that it was so that he could better control this mercenary group. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But no one wanted to listen to Mira's voice, and he didn't want to be a mercenary, Mira's ideal was to be a great bard, singing magnificent poems and enchanting thousands of maidens.

Moreover, since seeing her seriously ill mother die alone, Mira has no good feelings for her father, who is a mercenary, and between the task and her lover, her father chose the former without hesitation. When her father rushed home bruised and knelt on her mother's coffin and wept bitterly, Mira, who had already been numb from crying, made a decision never to say a word to her father again.

In order to do this, Mira applied for the art academy in the imperial capital, although it was only a second-rate school, but it took him into the palace of art. A young man, wandering in the ocean of art, looking forward to a better life in the future, lingering between the beautiful school girl and the royal sister teacher, everything was once so picturesque. However, suddenly came the news that his father died in battle while on a mission, and because the small mercenary group he established single-handedly did not appoint a deputy leader, the mercenary union informed Mira to go back and take over all the affairs of the mercenary group.

What?mercenary group?It's not the life I want, don't don't don't. Mira consulted a lot of people, and finally came to a dismal conclusion that during the duration of the contract, the mercenary group had all obligations to the mercenaries in the group, just like a domestic pet, and if she abandoned it, she would be guilty of desertion, that is, if Mira did not return to inherit, she could go to jail.

But when the tax collector finished counting with a smile, Mira sadly found that there was not much left of the assets of the entire mercenary group after paying the inheritance tax, leaving him with only a few listless cards and a few listless people in front of him.

One-eyed Lyle, a mid-level swordsman, an E-class mercenary, is said to be a soldier expelled from the Third Legion, brave and ruthless, disobedient to management, and likes to work alone.

Mira looked up at the Lyle, just in time to see Lyle staring at him viciously, his only eye radiating a blade-like coldness. Mira shuddered, and quickly looked down at the next one.

Little Sparrow Eusia, a fire apprentice magician, F-level mercenary, once worked as a magic apprentice of the great magician Luna, lively and active, and could not be quiet for a moment, not suitable for hiding, snooping, and ambush missions.

This little sparrow man is as his name suggests, a mouth is either snorting melon seeds or talking to the person next to him, light red hair, smart eyes, if it weren't for the freckles on his face, he could barely be regarded as a beauty.

Fast-legged Diga, a thief, a G-class mercenary, of unknown origin, very fast, suitable for finding out news, letting off steam, or something. Of course, he fled just as quickly, and there was a bad problem that he fled so fast that he didn't have time to inform his companions to prepare.

The big man Thorin, a junior swordsman, a G-class mercenary, is self-taught, almost completely ignorant of swordsmanship, and the few times he was lucky enough to win were to use brute force to knock the opponent down. As a friendly reminder, it is advisable to equip him with an axe instead of a sword, so that the chance of damage to the weapon should be greatly reduced.

Foodie Swo, foodie, G-level mercenary, origin unknown, skill unknown, role unknown.

Mila looked at this Swo speechlessly, he was holding a pig's head and fighting to the death, and seeing him eat so well, Mira's stomach began to growl. In order to hide her embarrassment, Mira opened her mouth and asked, "Swo, don't eat, stop, I'll eat later, no one will rob you anyway." ”

Swo slowly raised his head, smacking his oily lips and said, "What are you doing?"

Mira pondered her words: "Since this mercenary group has been handed over to me, then, I think it is very necessary to deepen our understanding of each other, I want to know, what skills do you have?"

Swo thought hard and said, "I'll eat." ”

"Just eating?"

"Yes, skills eat, specialties eat, talent eats. Oh, by the way, in addition to eating, I can eat other chicken thighs and seafood, roasted whole sheep, all Han and everything, and my dream is to eat all over the world. ”

The fast-legged Diga next to him also helped: "By the way, Captain, this foodie eats a lot and fast, last time he won three silver coins for eating a burger in Gale Wind, and he also won a free buffet for our whole group in Shattered Ice City." ”

Mira's jaw is about to fall, can such a mercenary be called a mercenary?But he looked at the brand-new mercenary badge on his chest, and thought sadly that even a rookie like himself could get a G-class mercenary because of his father's relationship, it seems that the mercenary world has really degenerated.

Mira thought about it for a while, and took out his wandering notebook from his pocket, which was a good habit he had developed in the academy, and he recorded everything he wanted to do and what he wanted to say in advance, so that he would not panic.

He cleared his throat and said, "Hello leaders, teachers, and students. He raised his eyes to see that the four pairs of semi-circular eyes under him were staring at him strangely, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face, and hurriedly read according to the book: "We come from all over the world, and we have come together for a common purpose, and here, we have gathered together and formed a deep revolutionary friendship, and we ......."

One-eyed Lyle interrupted him, "Boy, we don't have time to listen to your chatter, if you really want to have a good time, we will settle our salary for this month." ”

Well, Mira's palms began to sweat, yes, in his pocket, there were indeed five gold coins lying quietly, or the pension given by the task client after his father died in battle. However, this is his only asset, and he has to be used as the start-up capital for the task, so he can't use it casually.

Mira was trying to find a way to prevaricate, and the little sparrow Jusia also spoke: "It seems that this mercenary group can't hold on, this girl is really unlucky, this is the fifth bankrupt in three years." Hurry up, young man, and hand over the severance pay, so I can go find the next one. ”

The big man Thorin waved his hand and said: "Who said that we can't hold on, the old head is still good to us, and now that his son is in trouble, we should help him." ”

The little sparrow pouted and said, "How can you help?" Now that the red vests have changed jobs, we can't even receive the task, do we keep drinking the northwest wind?"

Mira's face turned red: "What's wrong without a red vest? As the head of the regiment, I am also qualified to take on the task, and I will go to the mercenary union to take the task later, and I will definitely not let everyone drink the northwest wind." ”

The one-eyed Lyle played with the long sword in his hand and said: "It's okay to take the mission, but I don't want to act with these scraps, give me a separate mission, assassination, hunting and chasing or something." ”

Fast-legged Diga followed: "I want a safe task, it is best to blow the wind, run errands, sleep and sleep can be completed, don't be life-threatening, just like your father's ......" He looked at Mira's face, and finally swallowed the latter words back.

The little sparrow's eyes rolled: "I'm going to Russell City, I heard that there is a shopping for clothes there, and I can already see a beautiful dress beckoning to me." ”

Filled with resentment, Mira closed the door with a little more force, and a piece of wood bounced out of the haphazardly made up window and landed right at his feet. Mira hesitated, but finally didn't pick up the pieces and stuff them back into their place, anyway, the lease here was coming up in another month, and the next tenant should have a headache with the damn broken window.

The weather was already very cold, but Mira was still wearing the thin clothes he had worn back from the imperial capital, although it was a familiar city and a familiar street, but he felt that everyone he met had mockery and contemptuous smiles on their faces, which made him more and more angry but had nowhere to vent, so he could only wrap and wrap the clothes on his body.

The old man of the mercenary union was taken aback when he saw Mira, and hurriedly pulled him up to the second floor: "You are crazy, those below are at least the red vests of the E-level mercenary group, what task are you grabbing with them?

Mira looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Uncle Dama, you can help me, I want to take on a mission, I want to revitalize the mercenary group, I don't want to be looked down upon by them." ”