Early in the morning, inside the camp of the Raging Mercenary Regiment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Except for the first squad of special operations in the border area of the Republic, the rest of the mercenary group members were dressed in neat black clothes and stood in the camp's cemetery, which was a small corner of the northwest of the camp, in which stood many tombstones of different sizes, where the soldiers of this mercenary group who had died in battle for many years were rested.

At this time, we are standing in front of Bud's tombstone, which is a square black tombstone, with a monkey pattern on the tablet, with a text underneath, which reads: Bud (7980-8022), an outstanding instructor of the Monkey Clan, he is a warrior who has the courage to sacrifice himself for others, may he be in eternal peace!"

Alan once told me that there are only tombstones in this cemetery, and the remains of all mercenaries who died in battle will be cremated, and the ashes will be scattered in the desert, mixed with sand and gravel to sleep forever in the earth.

There are also some cacti planted in the whole cemetery as decorations, but in addition, there is only yellow sand everywhere, which looks particularly desolate and solemn in this empty desert.

Head Caro walked up to us, he was dressed in a black suit, followed by Deputy Head Dolly, also dressed in a black office suit. Captain Carlo said to us in a loud voice: Today is the day when our A-class marksman, Bud, is an old member of this mercenary regiment, and he is also an excellent warrior! I am saddened by his death, but it also gives us an understanding of what a true warrior is! He bravely entered the city of the dead, fought to the death against the terrifying giant serpent, and finally sacrificed himself for the safety of his companions, this spirit is worth remembering forever!" At this time, all of us raised our chests and raised our right hands to our chests to express our sorrow for him. At this moment, I can feel my heartbeat beating powerfully, which makes me feel how happy and fortunate it is to be alive...

An eagle's chirp came from my right-hand side, and all the members of the second squad flew up from the ground. Their entire squad is composed of birdwings, which are combat units in the air, and the group of birdwings I saw when I first joined the mercenary group were practicing the formation. Their captain is Brigitte, a high-spirited Vulture-woman of the Orc Clan, with a pair of snow-white wide wings, followed by her Hawk Clan, Hayato Clan, and Kite

Terrans and other birdwing subordinates, these people can fly freely in the air, and they are the most mobile squad.

I don't know where they got a lot of petals (which are quite hard to find in the desert), and they scattered them from the air, as a way of paying homage to Bud.

As the petals fell, a shocking scene appeared: three magic chariots rumbled over. This is the equipment of the third squad, and it is also the most valuable weapon of the entire mercenary group, and for our country, which lacks mechanical manufacturing, the magic chariot is a very rare weapon and equipment.

When these three magic chariots drove in front of us, I could clearly see the appearance of these iron guys, not much different from the magic chariots I had seen in my previous dreams: black paint, angular shells, majestic and domineering figures, a thick cannon, the muzzle of the cannon was like a huge black hole, I don't know when it would spew out terrifying and powerful magic cannonballs, and the wide tracks dragged this moving fortress to leave a long track mark on the ground...

The steel behemoths stopped in front of us, and the turrets turned to the desert open area with thick muzzles, and Planck, the leader of the third squad, poked his head out of the turret and shouted, "For our Bard instructor, fire!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The main guns of the three magic chariots made a loud noise, shooting colorful flames from the barrels - this is a specially made cannonball, used as a salute, which is a tribute to Bard by the third squad!

As for the remaining five squads (including our eighth squad, I was the only human to be the leader of all the squads), the members of the werewolf warrior Andre stood in a circle under the leadership of Deputy Commander Andre, the werewolf warrior, and surrounded Bud's tombstone in the middle.

Deputy Head Andre walked out of the crowd, his snow-white wolf hao with black protective armor made him more solemn than he was originally cold and arrogant. He slowly approached the tombstone with Bud's spear in his right hand and plunged the spear deep into the black tombstone. I walked over to Bud's spear and unfastened my black headband to the gun to show my respect for him, while Deputy Head Dolly opened a bottle of wine and spilled it in front of Bud's grave, and Bud's spear shone yellow in the light of the rising sun in the east, contrasting with the yellow sand around it...

I stood in front of the tomb, looking at the falling petals in the sky, thinking of all the interesting things that happened to Bard and us, and my heart was filled with endless sorrow for him...

After Bud's funeral, we passed on all the commissions we earned to Bud's family, and as a gesture of gratitude to them, Dolly never mentioned the 1,000 gold that Bard owed her. After that, we returned to our old life as mercenaries, actively looking for clues from the eldest brother and the Seven Dead Apostles while carrying out the mission, and Captain Carlo also gave us four intermediate dragonstones with different attributes as help.

Two weeks later, nothing has changed, but since our adventures in the City of the Dead and our fight to the death with the serpents in the underground caverns of the Turronstone Mine, our fame has grown within the mercenary group, and even some of us have our own nicknames, such as "Blonde Genius Neil", "Fairy Swordsman Link", "Dog Child Ellen" (Alan frowned and was quite unhappy when he heard this nickname), what is my nickname you ask me? It's not a nice nickname, it's called" Dragon Lance Chris", it's so-so, but our eighth squad is no longer the bottom team, after this series of adventures, everyone has grown a lot, and their personal spiritual power, cultivation and combat power have been greatly improved. Neil, Link, and Emma are still strengthening their training, constantly training with the instructors in the mercenary group, and Link has even begun to challenge Deputy Captain Andre, but I heard that he is only slightly at a disadvantage. As for Neil, he can barely resist the magic of the fox mage Bonnie. As for Allen, he is single-mindedly engaged in mechanical inventions in the team, and Neil will also come to help him after training, and the two are still a glue-like "mechanical madman" combination.

On this day, Alan ran in front of me, who was practicing squats, and now he has made a very well-crafted prosthetic leg and attaches it to his right leg, so that he can walk and run like a normal person. He stretched out his right hand and handed me a magic guide engraved with a tiger's head logo, and said excitedly: "Captain, after my research with Brother Nier's recently, we have finally succeeded in transforming everyone's magic guide into a portable magic guide that can be compatible with attack magic and auxiliary magic, do you want to try it?"

"Okay!" I took back my magic guide and opened the lid, there were five inlay holes inside, arranged in a "cross" shape, I didn't expect Alan to even transform this, so that I could put one more type of dragonstone.

I casually put a few attribute dragonstones in, closed the lid, clenched the magic guide and shouted: "Protection!" Suddenly, I felt like an extra layer of armor around my body, although it was not very thick, but it could still have a certain protective effect against ordinary attacks.

"Assault!" I shouted again, and I felt my body full of power, but unlike my previous battles with the Desert Tyrant and Big Brother, I didn't feel my blood boiling, it was just pure strength.

"Swiftness!" I tried another kind of auxiliary magic, which Emma usually used for us in battle, and soon I felt as light as a swallow. As for the water-type auxiliary magic "Healing Technique" and "Recovery Technique", since there is no fighting, there is no point in trying it now.

I tried the attack magic again, and sure enough, it can be released normally, Eren is really powerful, he can transform the magic guide to this extent! I touched his head and praised: "This is great, Alan! With this, we can improve our abilities in battle, so that we are all all-offensive and all-defensive warriors, and we can face future battles more calmly!"

Alan wiped his nose embarrassedly and said, "Captain, these magic guides are very difficult to buy on the market, and the price is quite expensive, I didn't expect that Brother Nierge would be able to redraw the production drawings soon after disassembling the only magic guide in the group, I just made it according to his drawings, and I didn't use much brains!"

What, Neil is really a genius, the nickname is not wrong at all, of course, Alan is still very powerful, and the ability to make machinery at such a young age is so strong!

At this time, Alan said to me again: "By the way, Captain, Deputy Commander Dolly wants me to inform you to take time to go to her, she has a new task for you." ”

"Got it. I nodded, put my new magic guide in my pocket, and headed for Deputy Head Dory's tent...