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Modified version, this chapter is not three thousand, it is six thousand, En. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

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The Grey Shrike Mercenary Regiment is stationed in a small farm outside the city of Rissouri.

It was supposed to belong to a merchant's farm, but because of the rotation of crops, there were no permanent personnel in the area, so the little merchant did not mind earning a few dozen gold coins for his harvest at this time—but he obviously did not mind that someone would cause him trouble, especially in this close to midnight, when he should have enjoyed the tenderness of the ladies and maids, but could only follow a group of wolf-like security cavalry, riding for a few miles.

What's more, at this moment, several soldiers on horseback were still asking him about the number of mercenaries who had entered this farmstead in the first place—of course, the poor merchant did not dare to offend those knights who could casually bring him countless troubles, and could only answer with a smiling face, of course, he did not mind casting his angry eyes on the group of mercenaries who had caused him trouble.

But now he can only express his dissatisfaction...... After all, the mercenaries' swords are just as sharp—if not sharper.

Although in terms of numbers, the hands on both sides are about the same, all thirty or fifty people, and the cavalry, except for the tall horse, and the leather armor inlaid with iron skin, smooth as new, looks far more gorgeous and neat than the mercenaries, the momentum is much weaker - when the eyes meet, they must retreat, and they dare not get too close to the mercenaries' sides, even if the height advantage brought by the horses sitting down, they cannot make up for this gap,

They are just some pampered people, who eat and drink well, and are accustomed to bullying and idleness. Such a person, even after more formal simulation training, is only physically stronger than ordinary people, how can he compete with a real knife licking blood?

It's just that what they represent behind them is the city of Risuri, the nobility, and the order of the whole country, no matter how weak they are, they are not something that the mercenaries can fight against - unless the mercenaries want to become bandits, and finally face the extermination of the team, otherwise, they have to obediently obey the arrangement, especially this time, the other party is obviously prepared, and the comparison of horse steps alone is enough to take advantage. What's more, they also formed a sparse semicircle, faintly surrounding all the mercenaries.

Of course, this does not mean that the mercenaries will cooperate willingly.

When several leaders of the mercenary group came out of the room, the mercenaries had already gathered in the open field in front of the door, although most of them were awakened from their sleep, and the armor and weapons were not matched, but as soon as there were many people, they naturally formed a small formation, and began to confront the soldiers' orders and shouts - although both sides were still restrained and did not use weapons, but the noise and noise were mixed with shouting and cursing, and the noise was getting higher and higher.

However, when a sturdy man in inlay armor appeared with the mage, the noise suddenly dissipated, and the mercenaries voluntarily stopped cursing, separated a path, and let the two of them step forward.

"It's Lord Hudson, I wonder if you have any advice for visiting our coolie camp during this break?" The mercenary captain narrowed his eyes and glanced at the group of knights, then bent slightly to salute the leader.

"Captain Yulait, I don't want to disturb others to rest at this time, but there is no way, who let us eat at the order?" The knight captain with the tall head on the horse opposite him snorted coldly, his eyes condescending but wandering on everyone: "Something big happened in the city of Risuri, two brothers of the security cavalry were killed, and the equipment was stolen, but we found this thing at the scene, I said Your Excellency, Commander, can you explain what is going on?"

After a pause, the knight captain stretched out his hand and showed a dark object in his hand.

As a result, the faces of all the mercenaries changed almost in unison, and the original silence was once again broken by the humming whispers.

Attacks on the security cavalry can be big or small, and the mercenaries have never dealt with these serious knights, and things like getting drunk and making trouble and moving their fists are actually common, and the result is often an arrest, at most an extra month or two of hard labor - but the casualties of the security cavalry are caused...... This is no joke, and it is not strange to be toiled to death or hanged in those cannibalistic black mines.

And the face of the mercenary leader was obviously even more ugly, the thing in the knight's hand was not big, and it was dark and inconspicuous, but the little golden light on it that reflected the brilliance of the torch was still enough for him to understand what it was - even if most of it was missing, it had become a small piece of black iron, but that thing was too familiar, the lines carved on the black metal and the words polished with copper were the emblems of the Gray Shrike Mercenary Regiment.

"This ...... Lord Hudson, we've had some problems in our regiment lately, and earlier this day there were a couple of brothers in town...... When I was shopping, I was attacked and killed, and the regimental emblem was also stolen, so I am afraid that someone deliberately framed us......" The mage was obviously the calmest of all, and after a slight pause, he spoke aloud: "Actually, except for the people who were attacked in the city, the people of our entire mercenary group have not left here for half a step, and there are still some people who have come to us today because of this despicable planting, and they can probably testify to us." ”

"Stolen...... That's what I said, but I'm afraid the above won't believe it, and you have to have some proof. ”

The cavalry captain obviously didn't want to hear this explanation, but when he rolled his eyes and glanced at the mage, the streaks of fine silver thread on the other party's flaxen-colored robe made of fine silver threads loosened the expression on his face a little: "Otherwise, I will have to follow the order and bring everyone in your regiment back to ask, after all, according to the rumors we have received, it is said that there are spies from the Empire who have been operating in the vicinity recently, and Lord Coranus said that there is a high probability that there will be some connection here......"

At this moment, the mercenary captain not only changed his face, but also felt half cold in his heart - the death of a security cavalry is not the worst thing, after all, the gray shrike is also an old qualified mercenary group in the Rissouri line, and it can be regarded as a bit of a network within those security cavalry, a matter of people, and it can barely settle it by trying to stuff a sum of gold coins, but if it is a spy...... This matter is not so simple and can be ended, if the crime of collaborating with the enemy is added to the body, everyone is likely to be inextricably linked. And it's not something that dozens or hundreds of gold coins can end.

"Damn it...... Who knows if they the dead themselves, but they put this toilet on our heads? casually got half a piece of iron and said that we killed someone?" A voice sounded among the mercenaries at this time, very low, only a little higher than those whispers, but clearly reached the ears of most people: "Take it back and ask? Who doesn't know that the person you questioned has never come back from standing? These guys are even greedier than the devils in hell......"

So the murmurs of the mercenaries immediately rose together: "That's right, they just want to blackmail...... "Their inquiries are always torture...... "If this is taken away by them, it will become meat on the knife board...... If you don't die, you have to shed a layer of skin......"

In the confusion, I don't know where there was a choking metal grinding sound, so the second sound, the third sound...... The sound of the blade unsheathed suddenly rang out!

The sky tonight is full of dark clouds, and there are no stars or moons...... Only the sheen of a few torches reflected the long and short swords, and the blue reflection made the mercenaries' faces twisted with anger even more hideous...... So the security cavalry, which was originally only in a circle, was forced to show their long swords and stared nervously at each mercenary, the smell of metal and the noise made the horses under them also feel some danger, and they snorted in panic and kept kicking the ground!

"Calm down, calm down! Captain Yulait, we are also acting on orders, after all, there is such a big thing as a human life, and we have to have an explanation for both the top and the bottom...... What do you mean by that? You want to attack a few more vigilantes......"

The knight captain had to raise his voice and roar, and his face turned blue all of a sudden—he was not really interested in forcing these mercenaries to a certain point, although the order from above was to take all the gray shrike mercenaries ...... At least the main person was arrested, but the reason why he chose to talk was because these forty or so cavalrymen wanted to capture all the mercenaries in the village, and I am afraid it would be difficult to do so.

If it really makes too much trouble, these guys don't care about it, and the first one who is unlucky is his small team. What if the Knights of the Guards sent a large army to exterminate this mercenary group afterwards? Could anyone still beg the gods of the various temples to appear and resurrect them one by one? No kidding, even the most loyal and powerful generals of the Knights of the Kingdom could not cause that kind of miracle throughout the ages, how could these little knights of the Guards get that kind of good fate? At most, they can get a dozen silver coins, which is not bad......

But before he could finish speaking, the healthy horse under his seat suddenly jumped up, and with a long neigh, Herod raised his hooves like madness, and slammed forward!

There was a great chaos among the mercenaries!

"These bastards want to kill! Brothers, run!" a shrill voice shouted, and a crossbow bolt flew out of nowhere and struck one of the vigilantes in the head, causing him to fall off his horse with a somersault!

Chaos has begun...... The shouts of killing and the clash of weapons rang out in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, four or five mercenaries had already been hit by horses and stabbed by swords!

"Don't move!"

But the chaos was over immediately...... A terrifying huge roar erupted from the center of the mage, and the rolling sound of the arcane power spread to all sides with the mage's movements, so that everyone could only cover their ears for the first time, and even the horses could only neigh and tremble in place, unable to move forward again!

The cavalry captain's mount, which was rushing forward, was struck by a lustre, and then stopped in place like a wooden carving, and the huge impact threw his master straight out! Fortunately, he grabbed the reins of his horse, and the sergeant barely spun around in the air, and his feet slammed into the ground, otherwise, the impact alone would have been enough to break his neck! But even so, even the weight of the armor made the Venus in front of his eyes rise, and his legs fell to the ground with a pop!

"Lord Hudson, please let your men rest easy!"

The voice gradually fell silent, transforming into a strong voice that was no longer deafening, but still shuddering, and the mage looked around and walked forward slowly, while taking out a badge from his bosom and showing it in front of the cavalry captain who was getting up as the wolf bèi, and the security cavalry around him.

So the stunned knight was stunned for a moment, as a leader he was far more professional than the knights and hooligans under him, so he recognized the thing at a glance - of course, even his subordinates knew more or less about the origin of this thing, but few people had seen it - it was also a badge, but it was extremely beautifully etched, and on the smooth surface, a silver plant leaf exuded a faint sheen, but it was lifelike, as if it were sealed in amber.

A token of the identity of a magician. A Mage Badge.

Although it is only a silver alfalfa, and there is only one petal, it means that the identity of the holder is only a formal mage who has just been promoted, but in any case, anywhere on this continent, having the title of an official mage is almost equivalent to having a noble title, although it will not have family power like those hereditary knights, but the strength of the mage can make up for these shortcomings- The strange but powerful power of magic can always cause some very troublesome damage, so not many nobles are willing to offend a real mage, even if they have just escaped from apprenticeship.

Especially in the magical realm of Tumenes.

So after being stunned for a moment, poor Hudson Seven-Dignified Sergeant raised his hand and motioned for all the cavalry to retreat. But the mage then spoke again: "Please all dismount first, put down the weapons in your hands, brothers in the regiment, you are the same!"

"Mr. Mage, you'd better explain what is going on here!" the cavalry captain shook his head inexplicably, and said to the mage a little irrepressibly.

It stands to reason that a formal mage will rarely stay in such a mercenary group, as long as they casually join a nobleman, they can at least get a title similar to a lecturer or an exclusive one, and be enshrined, not only do they not have to worry about eating and drinking, but also have a large amount of research funds to spend, as long as they occasionally make a little magic props for the family, or take a deterrent scene, and teach a qualified heir, it is far easier than the dangerous work of a mercenary whose head is pinned to the waistband of his pants. But who knows? mages are usually weird people who can do anything, and they don't need to look for it

—But this doesn't mean that a random mage can interfere with and order him, the captain of the vigilante cavalry, at will!, Lord Hudson thought indignantly.

Unfortunately, the latter didn't give him any chance at all.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I'll explain it to you later, and I'll follow you to the Garrison to account for the whole story, but for now, please keep your men at their posts. Don't let anyone go. The mage spoke calmly, with irrefutable toughness in his tone, and then he turned to the mercenary leader: "Yurat, you ask the brothers to put their things on the ground and walk past me one by one. ”

"I suspect now that there is an enemy hiding among them!" he continued, glancing at the mercenaries' surprised faces.

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"Cunning guy ......"

Unbeknownst to the mage, his slow investigation would not have any effect, but would have made him miss his opportunity—because the person who had really caused the commotion was not in the crowd at all...... As soon as the chaos began, he had already slipped into the shadow of the torches, and with a light bow, he walked silently to the back of the farmhouse along the shadow of the farmhouse.

The cloudy sky was a deep inky blue, and on the ground, except for a few sparks in the distance, there was a faint sheen of the stars, and the darkness of the five fingers could not be seen, but the figure shrouded in a gray-brown burqa did not show the slightest slowness between movements, as if the dark night was no different from the sun-drenched noon for him. In just a few turns, the figure had already crossed several rows of houses, as if it had already known the grass and trees in the vicinity, and went straight to the last row of houses on the farm.

The farmhouse's house, in the last row, had been turned into a warehouse made entirely of stone, which seemed to have been useless for a long time, and the bluestone walls were already covered with a layer of blackened dust and tattered...... But at this time, two heavily armed mercenaries were guarding the door, as if guarding something extremely valuable, and although they yawned, they cautiously scanned the surroundings, every inch of ground exposed in the halo of torches.

In the darkness, there was a sudden soft sound of Kala, and the two mercenaries suddenly became clever and widened their eyes in that direction!

"Who!" asked one of the mercenaries.

There was no answer, only the sound continued—very slightly, not like footsteps, but the sound of the wind blowing the stones, but there was not a trace of wind around it...... So, the two mercenaries looked at each other, and one of them cautiously leaned over there, and after a few steps, he finally saw that in the darkness in that direction, a stone was rolling incessantly, and another thing with a subtle sheen was following behind, and several slender, shiny legs-like things, kept moving the stone!

"Bugs, Mateda, come and see this ......"

The mercenary stared at the strange shiny stone suspiciously, and turned to greet his companion.

But in the next moment, his voice suddenly stopped—— out of the corner of his eye, his companion was slowly falling backwards, and the strange dark red pillar extended outward from his neck...... No, that's supposed to be the flow of water formed when the liquid gushes?

Before he could react to what it was, a gray shadow then took over his vision, and the mercenary opened his mouth to roar, but a blue light that hit his throat immediately paralyzed his throat......

"Why are you so slow!

The eight-legged crystal paused slightly, and leaped onto the shoulder of the gray shadow, while uttering a silent grumble of dissatisfaction, but the latter simply tucked it into the hood of the burqa.

"I asked you to find that guy's place, where did you find it?"

Glancing over the bluestone wall, the rough but heavy door with a row of iron pieces nailed, Edward questioned inwardly with dissatisfaction—or rather, extreme impatience.

The development of things was a bit unexpected by Edward, I thought that after being provoked several times in a row, these mercenaries should have been angry a long time ago, and it would be easy to rub friction with the city guards again, but now it seems that it is quite troublesome - that mage even has official certification, so his plan to further divide the other party is a little difficult to achieve,

Therefore, he could only ask the spirit crystal servant who had entered the farm in advance to reconnoiter carefully and understand the general situation to take him to the mage's residence - the mage's residence, there should be some good things, if he took it and left first, not only could he have some good income, but also further weakened the enemy.

But the problem is, this place in front of me doesn't look like the mage's residence at all.

"Idiot...... Keep your eyes open and take a good look, the defense here is tighter than anywhere else! The purpose of building a safe is not to look at it for fun, you don't even understand this?"

Edward's eyes narrowed slightly.

So as he concentrated his mind, red rays of light gradually revealed in his field of vision...... They crossed the door in a glow that Edward was sure it was a combination of a magic alert and several vicious magic traps.

"What's in there?"

The hunter shook his head, and climbed up the wall in two or three strokes, and the low house, covered with nothing more than rudimentary wooden strips and stone tiles, drew a green light with his hand, and opened a gap in it for people to enter and exit.

Just glancing inward, Edward held his breath.

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