Advent of the Archmage

Chapter 122: Run a mercenary group

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River Valley Town is very lively, because the town hall of the town has set up a soldier recruitment office.

Throughout the Gwent forest area, young people who were interested in gaining military merit on the battlefield came to sign up. Many soldiers and mercenaries who passed by, some of whom were tired of the wandering life, also stayed and joined the army.

Because of the large number of people, some merchants also gathered here. You can see all kinds of weird gadgets on the street. People in Ferroman World also like to go shopping. So many interesting things naturally attract many people to Hegu Town. play.

As a result, there were more people in the town, which attracted the circus to perform and make money.

When Link returned to Hegu Town, he saw such a scene. There were people coming and going on the street, and there were stalls on both sides of the street. Some of the stalls sold vegetables, fruit and vegetable snacks, some sold bamboo horse grass dragonflies, and some sold As a lucky charm, there is a huge carriage in the forest clearing outside the town. In front of the carriage, there are many strange animals performing cute performances.

Looking at all this through the window of the carriage, Link couldn't help sighing: "Heh~ It's such a rare scenery from another world."

The town is small, and although there was some delay due to the rare traffic jam, after 20 minutes, Link still arrived outside the garrison of the flamingo mercenary group.

Compared with the last time, the station has expanded a bit, and it is more lively. On the training ground next to it, there are shouts from time to time, and it is the members of the regiment who are training.

However, Link found an anomaly.

He found that the courtyard wall of the resident was still the previous fence, and the courtyard door was still an ordinary wooden door, and the damage on the door still existed.

Although there are quite a number of mercenaries coming in and out of the gate, the clothes and equipment on their bodies are half-old and not new. Many people's clothes are a little tattered. Except for a flamingo logo on the chest, they are basically the same as ordinary mercenaries. no difference. In the corner of the yard, Link also saw a few mercenaries squatting there to eat casually, squatting with a bowl of soup in one hand and gnawing bread in the other. The conditions were rough.

This situation made Link frown a little: "Didn't Lucy say that the mercenary group started to make a profit? They even sent me 1,000 gold coins, but the current situation is really not like it."

I sent him 1,000 gold coins in a week, so the profit of the mercenary group should be at least 1,500, right? This is a lot of money for ordinary people. It can't be done by just doing ordinary tasks. It can only wipe out a big group of thieves.

But Link glanced through the courtyard wall, but didn't see a wounded mercenary, which meant that no huge battle had happened recently.

Even if there are other reasons to make such a large amount of money, then even if you don't update the equipment of the members, it is always necessary to repair the yard and take care of the facade, right? And it doesn't cost much.

At a glance, Link drew a conclusion from all these phenomena: "Lucy is lying, the 1,000 gold coins were not earned, but squeezed out by the entire mercenary group. '

As for why he did this, Link understood after a little thought. It was probably because he heard that learning magic cost money, and he was worried that he would not have enough money.

"Hey, is this the follower?"

Although in the previous game, the NPC followers were extremely loyal, Link was still very emotional when he realized this in the real world.

Back on Earth, everyone was independent, and it was absolutely impossible for one person to be loyal to another person wholeheartedly. If you were unhappy, if you didn’t scold you on the spot, it would be a good person to leave silently, but in this alien The world attaches great importance to oaths. Once a follower makes an oath of loyalty in the name of God, it will definitely be the rhythm of a lifetime.

Link didn't feel much before, but now seeing this scene, he really realized that this is no longer the earth, but an out-and-out different world. This is a place where vows are higher than life.

The carriage of the Valley Academy of Magic was too eye-catching, and Link was quickly recognized. When Link walked into the yard, he saw Yake who came to greet him.

Compared with the last time, Yake's figure is bigger and more majestic, and the fighting spirit in his body is stronger, as if he looks like a master.

However, the appearance of a master is for others to see. When he saw Link, he showed a smile from the heart, and at the same time bowed and saluted, saying that he is an adult.

Link smiled and nodded in response, and then the two entered the lobby on the second floor of the resident.

After waving his hands to send the others away, Link took out 1,500 gold coins and put them on the table without further ado. Of these gold coins, 1,000 were sent to him by Lucy, and 500 were saved by himself.

Seeing Yake's puzzled face, Link smiled and said: "Although the mercenary group is much larger than before, Hegu Town is only a big place. How can it be possible to make a profit of 1,000 gold coins in just over a week? It must be squeezed out of the previous money. Did you come out?"

After speaking, Link looked at Yake with a smile.

Yake didn't expect Link to come back so soon, and saw through their excuses at a glance, scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "My lord, we all thought that you might need money..."

Link smiled and shook his head: "Actually, I'm not short of money. Look at you again, the underwear is still the one you used to wear, the belt is still a piece of animal skin, and it's so old, it's time to change it."

Yake thought that Link was saving face, and waved his hands again and again, not wanting to collect money: "It's okay, my lord, old clothes are more comfortable to wear, hehe."

Pushing the gold coins on the table towards Yake, Link said with a heavy tone, "Listen to me!"

Seeing Link getting serious, Yake immediately got serious and sat up straight.

Link continued: "If a mercenary group wants to develop, it cannot do without gold coins. The equipment of the members, daily training, pensions for wounded and dead, maintenance and expansion of the station, rewards and remuneration for completing tasks, etc., etc. Need money, these can't be saved, if you save it, you will look petty, and those mercenaries who join us will think that we are stingy and stingy. Will leave, which is very detrimental to future development."

This is a simple truth, and Yake certainly understands it. He explained: "The equipment may be lacking, but the mission rewards are not deducted at all. The mercenary group only takes 10% of the commission for the members, which is already very low."

Link stopped Yake's words and continued: "What I said just now is only the most basic, and can only maintain the operation of a mercenary group. If a mercenary group wants to continue to develop, it must manage its own glory!"

"Manage... Glory?" Yake couldn't turn his head around, can Glory still manage it

Link nodded, and he asked back: "Speaking of nobles, what is the first impression in your mind?"

Yake's thinking has been completely taken away by Link. He recalled the nobles he had seen in the past, and described: "The clothes are bright, there are big castles, there are gorgeous carriages for travel, there are endless gold coins and countless fertile fields. , They are still very proud, and they have to raise their chins when they talk to others... My lord, I am not talking about you again."

"Then do you yearn to become a nobleman?" Link asked again.

"... A little bit." Yake was a little embarrassed, but the truth was that he was yearning for it. But this is also human nature. Who doesn’t want to become an aristocrat? Even those self-proclaimed high-spirited scholars who spend their days despising the aristocrats, once they get the chance, don’t they try their best to climb up

Link then said: "Then our mercenary group should also do the same. The yard needs to be repaired, the walls need to be taller, the gate needs to be bright, and the members of the mercenary team must wear sophisticated equipment, preferably in the same style, and rules must be formulated. The words and deeds of the group members towards ordinary people. When people mention the Flamingo Mercenary Group, they will think of strong, reliable, safe and other words, this is the glory of running a mercenary group.”

"But it needs a lot of money." Yake hesitated, but he could see that he was moved. The image of the mercenary regiment that Link said was exactly the same as the impression of those powerful mercenary regiments in his mind. The mercenary group has always been his dream.

"So you have to accept the money. Now that you've started doing it, don't do it half-deadly, you have to do it with all your strength!"

Yake was silent, and after a while he said: "My lord, you have always been helping us, but how should we repay you?"

Link smiled: "At this stage, helping me find out the news is the greatest help. After the mercenary group grows, I still have a lot of tasks for you. Well, don't be coy, and put away the money."

He supported Yake in forming a mercenary group. At first, he really meant to let the other party make some money for him, but now, after knowing that he can make a lot of money with magic, this idea has disappeared.

Now, Link still supports the mercenary group, but the main purpose is to train some helpers to help him deal with trivial matters in the world.

The world is too complicated, and magic is not omnipotent. There are many things that Link is very difficult to handle, and his identity as a magician limits his performance.

For example, to inquire about the news of the underground world, a magician is too eye-catching, and everyone will pay attention to it as soon as he appears, and he will not be able to inquire about anything at all, but it is best to leave it to these down-to-earth mercenaries.

After Link said so, Yake finally stopped refusing, put the gold coins under the table carefully, and then took out another scroll.

"My lord, when I arrived at the Howling Cliffs, I saw a stone house with complete furniture and daily necessities, but a layer of dust had fallen on it, and it hadn't been lived in for at least ten days. I searched again, and it was in the corner Found this scroll among the clutter in my house."

This scroll is jet black, made of black crocodile leather, and there are exquisite silver patterns around the scroll. Link glanced at it and narrowed his eyes: "Ciphertext scroll?" '