"Bloody River War Zone", Norman City.

This central city located in the southwestern hinterland of the former Snowton Empire, also known as the "Lion City", is the birthplace of the Snowton Empire and the sacred place in the hearts of imperial warriors.

In the center of the Norman city, the royal palace of Nacini has entered a state of planning and construction, and the rough but simple outline can be faintly seen.

When a new king ascended the throne, there was a lot of waste to be done, and Nacini didn't want to spend too much of his country's resources on these things, except for the necessary façade.

A new civilian system has been initially established, but the main task is to serve the army at the front.

Dios took the initiative to apply and followed Prince Nacini to the front line for training, and only a few acquaintances of Illo in Norman City were Althea and others.

Seeing that Althea was in a daze every day, Illo also thought of a lot of ways, and today he pulled Althea out and wandered around the streets of Norman City.

This pretty girl, who is likely to be the future queen, is not known to many people on the streets of Norman at this time, and there is no need to make any cover-ups.

Like other cities, the Mercenary Guild has a sizable chapter on one of Norman City's busiest streets. After all, as the southwestern stronghold of the Snowton Empire, it's an important stopover for adventurers on their way to places like the Misty Swamp and the Elven Homeland.

Illo asked the sullen Althea, "Go in and have a look?"

It seemed that the old feelings of when she disguised herself as a mercenary sounded, Althea hesitated, and finally nodded with a smile,

"Well, I actually have a mercenary journal too. ”

"Yes, then you can consider joining our mercenary group," Illo laughed, "It's not a nice name, but the head of the regiment is—"

"Allegri, then I can join," Illo's voice stopped, and Althea acted like a no-brainer, "I won't need it anymore anyway." ”

"Alright," Illo and Althea walked down the hall, leaning near an office window, and casually handing over their mercenary logs, "I'm Illo, the deputy head of the 'Sad Mercenary Regiment', and I'm going to recruit a new member. ”

"Hello, did you bring him here?" the clerk asked formulaically, then smiled, "You are Mr. Illo, the deputy head of the 'Sad Mercenary Regiment'?"

"Yes. Illo smiled a little smile that he thought was full of charm.

"Do you have a team message that you haven't worked on now?"

"Team message?" Illo was puzzled, and Althea leaned in curiously.

"The leader of the 'Sorrowful Mercenary Regiment', Mr. Allegri, a low-level magician, has transferred the position of head of the regiment to Mr. Alibaba, a high-ranking warrior, and you can confirm this transfer, or deny this decision together with the other deputy leader. ”

Allegri ...... Ali Baba?" Illo's expression changed from astonishment to confusion, from confusion to joy.

He and Aithea glanced at each other, and Aithea finally confirmed something from his gaze, and her blank expression gradually changed to surprise.

"High-ranking warrior, is this guy messing around?" Illo scolded with a smile and asked the clerk again, "Hello, can you ask where this happened?"

"I'm sorry, sir, we can't reveal that. ”

"It's fine. Illo waved his hand to show that he didn't mind.

"Do you confirm or deny it?" the clerk asked.

"Confirmed. Illo looked up and laughed like a fool.

Tens of thousands of miles away, in the city of Kutu, Allegri stayed in a hotel.

He needs to settle down, plan his next move, and attend Mendel's daughter's wedding on May 18th.

It is not easy to locate and knock on the "iron gate" that leads to purgatory.

He needs to quickly accumulate enough manpower, material resources and, most importantly, financial resources, from his current state of almost destitute state.

Herseus's advice was simple and efficient, but Allegri vetoed him resolutely.

His advice was, "rob the rich and give to the poor."

That "poor" is, of course, Allegri himself.

At the moment when Illo and Althea stepped into the Norman City Mercenary Guild, Allegri and Cyryl were also in the Mercenary Guild branch of Kutu City.

He wanted to find some high-paying star quests to replenish his shyly purse.

On the other side, he was also chatting casually with Syyl.

"Cyrell, how do you think I should meet Uncle Mendel?"

"Directly, Mendel also has a big family business in Kutu City, and he won't risk angering a 'villain' like you to report you," Sayyl said casually, "Besides, he's not a Cult of Light either." ”

"Not a Cult of Light?" Allegri finally relented, another reason was that he was indeed a little lax, he had not found any trace of wanted in the city these days, and the Church of Light had no other action at all except for the innocuous bounty of the mercenary guild.

Sometimes, the slightest laxity can have fatal consequences. How can a hunter lurking in the dark night appear in the light. While he was chatting with Syyl, the hunter's detachment had quietly arrived in the central city.

The distance, just two kilometers away from him, is the Cathedral of the city of Kutu.

In the afternoon, the sun is slightly drunk.

Allegri and Sellil visit Mendel's mansion.

Placing a delicate pastry in her hand on the carved wooden table, Cyrell leaned close to Mendel's ear and whispered something to explain.

Mendel looked at the unfamiliar high-ranking warriors in the hall, and a little smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Fortunately," he said with a smile of "you know", he reached out and shook Allegri's hand, "Ahhh ”

"Don't miscall my name. Allegri laughed too.

"No," Mendel slyly blinked, "I didn't really care when you introduced yourself, and later I usually called you 'little brother' or 'Mr. Mage.'" ”

The three of them laughed together.

Mendel was a typical desert man, revenge was avengeed, and Allegri, who had the grace to save his life, was forced to stay for a dinner party that day, and several familiar men from the caravan were also present.

After the meal, he sent a servant to the inn to fetch Allegri and Syyl's luggage and put them in his home.

He had a large mansion in the southern city of Kutu, large enough to divide many small courtyards.

Approaching his daughter's wedding, he has a lot of guests in his family.

Uncle Mendel blinked, and Syrell and Allegri were placed in a compound.

(1st Update)

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