The boss swept the white crystal ring on Salin's hand and said: "Master Mage, if you are in urgent need of money, you can mortgage the ring on your hand to me, and I will pay 20,000 gold coins. WWw!QUanbEn-xIAoShUo!Com"
"No need." Salin casually broke off the diopside from the ring, threw it to the boss, and then took out the two deposit checks worth one thousand gold coins. "Just give me the remaining money, find a room, and let my friend change into equipment."
When Sikka heard this, she immediately stood up, bent down and picked up the huge wooden box, and looked around. The boy held back his laughter and took Sikka to change clothes.
After checking the deposit slip, the boss asked the clerk to deliver eight full money bags containing 400 gold coins.
Salin took the gold coin, threw it into his skin bag, and asked: "Boss, do you have a map?"
"No, Master Mage. If you register as a mercenary, the Professionals Union will give you a magic map of the whole continent. It is very practical." The boss saw that Salin was going out for the first time and didn't even know about this.
Salin blushed, and then said calmly: "I have no experience, thank you boss for reminding me. How to get to the professional union?"
The boss took the pen and paper, drew a simple map, and handed it to Salin. Sikka changed into her leather armor and walked out. Saleen's eyes lit up. Sikka, wearing leather armor, looked less rugged, and her appearance seemed to be more delicate. If she hadn't been carrying the huge stick on her back and the old animal skin bag in her hand, no one would have been able to tell that she was Caucasian.
The boss sent the two people out of the shop respectfully, with a smile on his face. The deal was not small, and the mage actually bought a set of high-grade leather armor. It’s okay for the little mage to pick up a Caucasian guy because he doesn’t have much vision. You know, Caucasian women are very strong...
Salin followed the map drawn by his boss and directly found the Professionals Union.
The front of the Professionals Union is not impressive at all. It is a slightly larger door with a union logo on the lintel, a long sword passed through a wheel. There was not even a mercenary standing guard at the door. Walking into the main entrance, there was a hall with an area of several hundred square meters and not a single pillar in sight.
The hall was crowded with people, most of them concentrated on the right side, while the left side was relatively deserted. Salin glanced at the sign and walked towards the deserted side.
On the left side of the hall are single rooms separated by metal plates. On the side facing the hall is a huge glass, which is soundproof but does not block the view. Seeing Salin approaching, a female swordsman came forward and asked with a smile: "Two of you, do you want to issue a mission or register as a mercenary?"
"I would like to consult first." Salin replied with a smile.
"Please follow me." The female swordsman smiled sweetly and led Salin and Sikka into a single room.
One table and eight chairs. Salin sat down, and the swordswoman handed him a book, letting Salin read it first. Sikka pushed away the book handed to her by the swordswoman, shook her head and said, "I can't read."
The female swordsman smiled professionally, gently took back the book, and said, "I'm going to make tea. What kind of tea do you want?"
"Whatever, as long as it doesn't cost anything." Sika was straightforward. She didn't want to waste money. This leather armor is very expensive, and I don't know when I can get it back.
The female swordsman was used to seeing poor mercenaries. Even though Shika had changed into an expensive leather armor, she was not considered a wealthy person in the eyes of the female swordsman. Mercenaries often spend all their money on equipment and have no extra gold coins on hand.
"Salin." Sika poked Salin's ribs with her crystal fingers.
"Hey..." Salin agreed, feeling a little painful. He didn't look up, and Sikka whispered: "Look."
Salin turned his head and looked out through the glass. Following Sika's gaze, he saw the front of the hall. In front of the hall is a huge magic wall, with dozens of magic screens embedded in the wall, releasing all kinds of magic images.
The magic screen on this wall is worth millions of gold coins. If you are brave enough, you can rob here once and you will never make money again.
That was not what Salin was thinking about. He saw his magical image appearing on a screen. He shuddered, this place has reached the edge of the empire, can Count Sufonso still have influence
His image appeared on the magic screen because he was wanted. Fortunately, the image was drawn. Although the technology was very good, the image was different from the current Salin. The image on the magic screen has brown hair and eyes. Now Salin's hair has turned black, his eyes have turned blue, and his body has become much stronger. If Sika hadn't been so sharp, he still wouldn't have been able to discover the relationship between the magic image and Salin.
Salin was a little scared. If Sikka hadn't seen this image, he would have been in big trouble.
Whether you are a registered mercenary or an adventurer, you need to leave your name and image in the professional union. If he still uses the name Salin Metatrin, he will probably be discovered soon.
The surname Metatrin is so rare that even the stupidest person can find themselves through this name.
Salin was so filled with hatred that he actually chased him from the sea to the border. He crossed a straight line in the wilderness and walked for more than three months, but he still couldn't get rid of the count's pursuit.
With countless thoughts running through his mind, Salin calmed down. It is impossible for Count Sufonso to give up on the murder of his son. The portrait provided by Viscount Guge is from before. His appearance has changed and is only slightly similar to this portrait. I owe Ulysses a favor, and I will pay it back if I get the chance in the future.
It’s just that the name has to be changed temporarily. Salin thought of this and waved to the outside of the room. The female swordsman quickly walked into the room holding the tray.
"Wujian tea, you two have a try."
The female swordsman poured tea. The teacup, which was larger than a gold coin, was exquisite and clear. It was made of cyan porcelain without any patterns, as if it were carved from fine sapphire. A trace of green is contained in the tea cup, exuding a faint aroma.
"We plan to register as mercenaries." Salin changed his mind. As an adventurer, you have to leave an image, but you can't see more information provided by the professional union. Moreover, mercenaries are protected by Scotia law, and adventurers are much more dangerous. In the wild, the fighting between adventurers never stops.
"Are you planning to register as a free mercenary or a mercenary group?" The female swordsman's eyes were big, and the rhythm of her voice seemed to have been trained. It sounded very comfortable and without any sense of oppression.
Saleen turned a blind eye. In terms of appearance, Sika was much better than this female swordsman. And he only had a slight throb when he saw Sikka's body. It seemed that after the formation of the magic string, Salin's state of mind became more stable.
This is also normal. A magician who makes his mood ups and downs for nothing can never be counted on at critical moments. Casting magic requires strong mental power to control it. Many low-level magicians have to linger below level three throughout their lives because of insufficient mental power.
"The mercenary group is, well, the smallest one."
The female swordsman pursed her lips and smiled. She saw that Salin was just starting out, and reminded: "The smallest mercenary group can only recruit 8 people, and it cannot accept high-level tasks. It is not much different from adventurers."
Salin had just read the book on the professional system given to him by the female swordsman and specially selected the key chapters. He also knew what the lowest-level mercenary group looked like. He shook his head and said, "I don't have the money to pay the deposit."
"Okay." The female swordsman waved without looking back, and soon someone delivered a box and placed it on the table.
There were two copies of the contract in the box. Salin glanced at it and nodded. Question: “Where do I pay?”
"You two, follow me." The female swordsman took Salin and Sika out of the room and to a small door in the corner of the hall. Inside the door is a passage with many small rooms on both sides of the passage. The female swordsman pointed to the small room and said: "Go and leave the magic image, then sign the contract and give me the money."
It costs money to register a mercenary group, and each mercenary must pay a deposit in case something goes wrong during the mission and the losses are not accounted for. Salin registered a first-level mercenary group. The registered capital only required 100 gold coins, and each member of the group paid a deposit of 50 gold coins.
If his 8-person mercenary group is full, he will need to pay a total of 500 gold coins. This is a considerable amount of money that many people cannot afford. Most mercenary groups are controlled by the leader alone. The poor mercenaries have to sign another contract with the leader because they have no money and have to work hard.
This is not surprising. How can ordinary people come up with a deposit of 50 gold coins? If they had 50 gold coins, most low-level mercenaries would rather go back to their hometowns to farm. These 50 gold coins are enough to marry a wife and raise three or two children.
There are only two people in Salin now. In addition to the registered capital of 100, he only needs to pay a deposit of 100 gold coins, so that he can take on escort missions worth less than 400 gold coins. Even if his mercenary group is full, he can only accept escort missions worth less than 1,000 gold coins.
But as the female swordsman said, such a mercenary group is not much different from adventurers. An escort mission worth 400 gold coins, with a maximum reward of 20 gold coins, usually takes a month to complete. The value of killing a second-level monster exceeds such a task. Salin is a magician, and 20 gold coins doesn't mean much to him.
Moreover, if a war breaks out, these mercenaries will be dispatched by the country. Low-level mercenary groups will be placed in the most dangerous places, and the rewards will not be too high.
That was not what Salin valued. He established the mercenary group not to take on safe escort tasks, but because of the information services provided by the professional union. Only mercenaries can enjoy this information. The cost of ordinary information is calculated in silver coins, which is very cheap.
He wanted to know what kind of person Count Sufonso was and what kind of power he had. This information is not open to ordinary adventurers.
After recording the magic image, after waiting for less than ten minutes, the female swordsman sent a new contract, which already had the magic images of Salin and Sikka. Sika cannot write, so Salin signs the contract for her.
Salin did not leave his real name, and the pseudonym Merlin was written in the name column of the contract. Then press their respective fingerprints. After paying the gold coins, Salin received a mercenary badge provided by the professional union.