What Ferruccio had told Margaret was unclear to Henry and Mira. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that I don't know if it's because of the relationship between her own retainers joining the team or the content of the conversation, Margaret's attitude has entered a state of elevation and even a little too much after discovering that the adventure in reality is very different from her imagination.

The aristocratic lady's ability to act is astonishing, as can be seen from the detailed plans and various related plans she gave when she first issued this entrusted mission. Although there was an accident in the implementation stage due to the lack of experience and cognition, being able to prepare a kidnapping plan for himself with such painstaking efforts also somewhat revealed the huge energy hidden in this small body.

Due to the fatigue of the journey, she did seem a little listless after the official adventure, but perhaps with the addition of Ferruccio and Filippo, Margaret regained her energetic and overly active appearance.

Just the day after the two joined, the five-man group continued south towards Amalfi, another town slightly larger than Chester.

I chose this place because it has a branch of the Mercenary Guild.

Margaret, who had already been caught by her family, was no longer cautious, and she led the whole team towards Amalfi with amazing action, swaggering and dignified.

She didn't say exactly what the aristocratic lady was up to, but as our Sage said, mercenaries were paid to do things, and they would accompany her to do whatever the employer wanted.

It's just that I'm afraid that even an all-powerful man like Henry Mayer couldn't help but raise an eyebrow because of the noble lady's unprecedented behavior.

"Hello, I want to sign up for a mercenary group!"

It was only a little higher than the counter, and Margaret, who had not freshened up and bathed because she was in a hurry to rush over here, only those aggressive eyes remained in her original radiant appearance. She looked directly at the young man at the Amalfi office office, and her strong tone, almost like an order, and polite language caught the attention of many around her.

"Uh, that. But you're not, not a registered mercenary—" Ladrossi's men are gentlemanly and rude to refuse a lady's request, let alone his job. But Margaret's request was evidently a difficult task for the staff member, and he was pondering how to refuse her, when the noble lady fumbled through her pocket, and then took out a pouch from it, took out three expensive gold coins, and slapped them on the table.

"Tell me you can fix it. Her aggressive attitude caused Mira to furrow at the back of her, and the goodwill she had accumulated was swept away by this aristocratic act. But unlike the girl's simple likes and dislikes, our Sage began to observe the words and deeds of Margaret and Ferruccio and others.

"Margaret, it's hard for someone like you to do—" Seeing that the noble lady's willfulness was making the staff helpless, Mira stepped forward and tried to stop it. But before she could get closer, the butler Ferruccio stopped between her and Margaret: "Please don't meddle in this matter, Mademoiselle can do whatever she wants, if you don't like it, you can terminate the contract, and we will hire someone else." ”

"......" The corner of Mira's eyes twitched, but she glanced back at the sage, and Henry only shook his head slightly, signaling her to be calm.

"I'm going out for a walk!" the white-haired girl lost her temper in a rare way, she turned around and strode out, venting her frustration with steps that seemed to break the floor.

"I'm .......," Margaret said, noticing Mira's angry departure, and she turned back to speak, looking a little lost. "Mademoiselle didn't do anything wrong. Ferruccio reached out to stop her next words, and Henry took in the results.

She turned her head and looked at the staff who were overwhelmed by all this, her expression was downcast, and she held the small leather money bag in her little hand without saying a word. The mercenaries and other staff around them all turned their attention, and Filippo immediately ran to Margaret's vicinity like a loyal dog to protect the master, and responded to these attentions with a wary gesture.

There was silence, and Ferruccio looked up into Henry's calm gray-blue eyes, and the sage did not express any emotion, but was as calm as water as always.

"Miss can do whatever she wants. The old butler repeated the previous words: "If you have any grievances, we can terminate the contract." We will pay the funds and liquidated damages that meet the contract, and you will still be paid a good amount of money, and we will look for the right person again. ”

"Both sides can be satisfied—" "Is that so?" Henry poked mercilessly: "How do I remember that this task has been hanging for more than half a year and there is no suitable candidate." ”

"This—" Ferruccio paused, "Well, we'll figure it out ourselves." ”

"Well, I can understand why she's angry. Henry said, clearly referring to Mira, and Margaret's little hand clutching the purse tighter.

"This kind of thing, the front desk staff is not authorized to deal with. The minimum requirement for a mercenary union to establish a mercenary group is that the members must reach the green card level, and if the three of you want to start the assessment now, it will be at least a few days before you officially become a registered mercenary. Henry ignored Ferruccio and said directly to Margaret, and Miss Noble turned her head and stared at the sage in surprise.

"So you have to go to the supervisor here, each of the mercenaries with the blue card level has the authority to take two apprentices, that is, trainee mercenaries. These trainee mercenaries can participate in missions as their helpers or join mercenary groups, and all they need to do is fill out a simple form. ”

"Money is important and indispensable, but it has to be spent in the right place. Henry, who was stared at by Ferruccio and Margaret, did not feel the slightest pressure, and shrugged his shoulders as easily as ever.

"Lord, Director, upstairs—" The male staff member finally spoke weakly, cautiously pointing to the ceiling above his head.

"Da-da!" Margaret turned and stepped on her little leather shoes and ran in the direction of the staircase in the center of the hall, but only to a moment she ran back at a faster pace.

"Ding-" She dropped a gold coin and placed it in front of the front desk staff.

"I'm sorry for the trouble!" said the noble lady, and she turned back and ran towards the stairs.

"Uh-" He couldn't react to what he had experienced in a short period of time, and he looked left and right, and finally his eyes fell on Henry for some reason, as if he could get an answer from him.

"Take it, that's her apology to you, just as if today is your lucky day. The sage shrugged, and the staff nodded and pocketed the coins.

"Why help Miss?" Ferruccio began, his tone almost questioning.

"......" Henry glanced at him condescendingly, but his behavior of helping Margaret could not be changed to a good face, if ordinary people were only afraid of being made unhappy by the other party's kind of revenge. But a sage is a sage after all, and at the end of the day, he can understand this practice cultivated by Ferruccio's status.

"Not everyone is trying to do wrong, and it was a pure accident that we took on this task. He said lightly: "Just like I said before, mercenaries, take money to do things." I'm not interested in what you're going on. ”

"The secrets and deeds of the nobility are like asphalt roads under the summer sun, if you can bypass them, don't step on them. Henry said this, and then turned and went outside to look for Mira.

"It seems to me that you have no less secrets. Ferruccio said as he stared at his back, and the sage shrugged.

The height of 1.95 meters is quite effective in finding people, especially Henry is already very familiar with Mira's habits, he probed left and right, and sure enough, he found a white-haired girl who was sulking on the stone chair outside the house.

The Sage walked over and sat down beside her, the metal of the scabbard end against the stone slab on the ground with a slight crashing sound, and he didn't say a word.

The silence lasted for more than a minute, and in order to sit down, Mira untied her belt, and she held her sword in one hand and a half, and pouted like a little girl who had quarreled with a friend and hid in her room with her head on her pillow.

"I thought she was different. The reassuring silence lasted for a long time, and Mira, who had gradually relaxed at Henry's side, spoke.

"Nobles are all of them, and they don't treat other people as human beings. "When only two of them were alone, they always spoke West Coast, so passers-by looked at them a lot, but they were all in a hurry, and no one stopped to stop because of curiosity.

"Don't jump to conclusions and give her a chance. As always, Henry gave her a solution, not a pale comfort.

"Hmm. But the knot in the heart can't be untied in a few words, and because of the initial goodwill, Mira's depression and disgust will become more and more intense at this time.

The two men sat outside for a long time, until Filippo, who was running errands, came out and ran hurriedly from side to side, passing in front of them three times on the way, and finally found them, and panted to tell them to go to the second floor, that they regrouped their bags and walked towards the interior of the union.

"......" looked at Margaret again, and Mira couldn't help but furrow her slender eyebrows, but she was not the kind of person who scolded at every turn, so her attitude was a little cold, and she deliberately distanced herself from the noble lady and stood on the other side.

The "......" look of the petite client with curly black hair was very pitiful, but she then shook her head, as if she had made up her mind again, and took a step forward.

The meticulous handover had been finalized before, and with his back against the bright window, the branch superintendent, who was in his forties and looked lean, went through the notes and the text of the contract again, and then set his eyes on Henry and Mira, who were actually qualified as mercenaries and were also registered as registrants.

"Are you registered on the West Coast?" he said in a nonchalistic tone, seemingly preoccupied with the text of the registration, leaning sideways to look at Henry and Mira only out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes. The sage replied with a short word, while the director let out a long sigh and said, "Alas...... It's not easy to do. ”

"But you, didn't you just say-" Margaret was stunned for a moment, and the middle-aged director waved his hand: "Just now you didn't mention that the two qualified ones are from the West Coast, and the rules that blue-card mercenaries can operate with two trainee mercenaries have always been only for mercenaries in the Empire." As for outsiders, there is no such precedent after all—"

He opened his mouth to say this, and what seemed to be a reasonable word turned out to be nonsense, and Mira furrowed her slender eyebrows again, but Henry took her hand to prevent her from speaking.

"Hmph. The Director noticed this and chuckled.

"If I have to do this, there is no problem, but I have to send the text to the general meeting in Parnila for deliberation and discussion, and after the decision-making level of the general meeting agrees to set this precedent, I can stamp the decision. He put down the text, then turned sideways to open a delicate copper box, from which he picked up the whole gummy, which was extremely expensive, and put it in his mouth to savor.

"I think it will take at least one to two weeks. The Director squinted his eyes as he sipped the gummies, and even a stunned young man as impulsive as Filippo noticed that the other party was deliberately trying to make things difficult for them.

"You fellow, you know—" "Shut up, Filippo!" the old butler Ferruccio reprimanded the young man, and walked forward slowly.

"Make an offer. ”

"Hmph. The Director chuckled again, then closed the lid of the fudge box.

"It was a pleasure to work with. He said this, and after this unpleasant episode, the group of five finally succeeded in registering a mercenary group. After that, they can design and make their own mercenary group badges, and in addition to the ones worn by the members, they also need to make an additional copy and send it to the mercenary union for records. The emblem, which resembles the coat of arms of the nobility, was an extremely effective form of identification in an era when portraits were missing, after all, people may not know who you are, but when they see an insignia representing a certain family or mercenary group, they can also understand if you are something they can afford to mess with.

Once you have officially registered a mercenary group and made your own emblem, you will accept the mission in the name of the mercenary group, and organized mercenaries will be more popular than individual mercenaries in terms of priority in receiving tasks.

If it makes a name for itself in the future, there will even be people who come to announce a mission that is limited to the acceptance of the mercenary group.

But that's all for later.

Henry didn't care why Margaret was so entangled in such a thing as to do such a thing, for he could often get an answer even if he didn't ask, and Mila didn't bother to ask for details at this time, out of some anger.

She just lowered her head and looked at the registration certificate written on the parchment in her hand.

Softly pronounced the name of the mercenary group decided by Margaret.

"Little Explorers...... ? ”