disaster again
Godwin Lopez waits at the Mercenary Guild headquarters.
The agreed time with Oliver was three o'clock in the afternoon, but the horizon happened to have an important task to finish in the morning. After submitting the instructions related to the mission, Godwin simply ate lunch at the Mercenary Guild headquarters, and decided to finish everything before leaving.
The mercenary guild usually doesn't ask for witnesses if it's an ordinary leader's information update. However, although the Tin Soldiers mercenary group disappeared from people's sight for a long time, their prestige was still there. The Mercenary Guild will inevitably choose to deal with it carefully, and Godwin is not surprised by such a development.
Not to mention anything else, the missing head of the group, Flint Lopez, is still one of the hot topics of chat among the mercenaries after they have had enough to eat.
In the widely circulated version of the rumor, Flint Lopez, who lost his powerful teammate, lost his right arm in an ordinary monster hunt, his wife died of an illness while pregnant, and the down-and-out man disappeared.
Even without knowing the truth about the past, Godwin doesn't think Flint is really as "insufficient and poaching for fame" as the Albans suggest.
Rumors can never be trusted.
The head of Horizon sighed and recalled the lover whose cousin sacrificed himself at the bottom of the abyss for a few seconds.
It's kind of a shame that he hadn't even spoken much to Nemo Wright before that.
He only knows Horizon's most lively First Mage, and he has been sullen for the past half month - Debbie Wright liked to chat about her family in Lusign Town when she first joined Horizon. The little girl held her purse tightly.
"I have to find a chance to give some to my family. Head, I have to save a lot of money to give my eldest brother a surprise!" she said at the time.
However, now, the young female mage who had always been with him directly took a long vacation and locked herself in the room. Debbie took a small bag of gold coins and counted them silently, her eyes were still red.
For some reason, Godwin's mood was suddenly irritated by the empty reception room at headquarters. He went to buy a bottle of light fruit wine with a very low degree near the headquarters, sipped it in the inconspicuous shadow, and looked at the road covered by the afternoon sun.
Unlike Debbie, who was serious and sad, Oliver Ramon directly played and disappeared after contacting himself once. If it wasn't for the fact that the other party asked him to send an identity certificate instead of a dissolution application, Godwin would have doubted that his cousin would have lost his mind because of this, and he would have been silent like Flint.
Until a few days ago, the shivering silly parrot in the tumbleweed opened Godwin's window with his beak and threw a letter directly in. The letter asked him to come to the Mercenary Guild headquarters to meet today and complete the final certification procedures - unlike the inexplicably arrogant parrot, the tone of the letter was very polite.
Oliver Ramon even asked him about Horizon's lost wages in advance, with seriousness between the lines.
Godwin took a sip of cider and sighed again.
Although he didn't know what kind of mess Ramon was planning to do, he still sent the thick envelope marked "Tumbleweed" to the Mercenary Guild headquarters at the appointed time.
Now the aftermath of this behavior has appeared.
Outside the alley where he was standing, the mercenaries were already huddled together, waiting to see the true face of the son of Flint Lopez.
Naturally, Godwin did not spread the information, but half a month had passed since the letter of proof was sent to the mercenary guild headquarters.
This is not a state secret, and the interior of the mercenary guild is not an airtight wall. Half a month is enough for the news to spread, covering most of the continent.
By now, Godwin had no idea what Oliver wanted to do. He crushed the empty bottle to dust with magic, and clapped the ashes on his hands. The conversations of the mercenaries were backlogged together, buzzing non-stop, as if there were more than a dozen huge poisonous beehives around his head.
"I heard from Tom's sweetheart that Flint Lopez's son is coming here today to complete the certification procedures - I'm here, isn't that Lopez's son dead long ago?"
"Who knows? Maybe Lopez used some sorcery. Wasn't there a guy in the tin soldier who looked like a high-level demon before? Maybe..."
"Don't forget the reason why Oliver Lopez became the Black Badge, conspiring with the demon believer to kill his father. Doesn't that mean he killed Flint Lopez? My God!"
"I'm almost starting to sympathize with Godwin - take a good look at the Horizon's head, and out of nowhere such a terrifying cousin. According to the rules, as a Lopez, he's really hard to push. It's the work of dropping the proof. I definitely don't want to have anything to do with that dangerous black seal."
Godwin took a step back into the alley, frowning.
"The calamity team that was circulated before is also tumbleweed. Those people are really capable of tossing. But I said that the leader of the tumbleweed is the kid from the Lopez family, which really makes sense. Not long ago, they were not guards. Is the scouting team? As a result, the scouting team is half dead, and the Pope of the Radist religion has done superficial work, not even daring to let a fart-"
"Hey! Even if you don't believe in slander, can you show some respect for my beliefs?"
In the bustling crowd, the short mercenary who was chatting gave the tall man a kick.
"I apologize, I apologize—hey, in short, after the formalities are completed, the tumbleweed will definitely be upgraded to the eight-eye spider level." The tall mercenary's tone was very determined.
"Not necessarily, didn't they die a member not long ago? They also stuffed a parrot into the team, which is crazy." The short man grumbled in opposition, sounding a little angry.
"You don't know that."
The tall man squeezed forward again, lowering his voice. It was a pity that he was less than ten paces away from Godwin at the moment, and Godwin leaned casually towards the old wooden box in the alley, still hearing it clearly.
"It was Oliver Lopez's little lover who died, and some people said it was a demon warlock. Bah, there's no normal demon warlock like that! I have relatives in Road Sign - that Wright used to be a library clerk, so A nicer face, and no magical talent at all. You know, at best you can be a demon believer."
"Hmm... but the other tumbleweeds..."
"Yeah, don't say Ann Savage. The apostate Knight Commander Cross, whoever goes to which team and which team is dead 'Viper' Jesse, is no better than Wright."
"The tumbleweed also gave Wright a powerful staff." A new voice joined the conversation, "If Wright and Flint Lopez's son were like that..."
"The captain is worried that his lover can't protect himself and will die in a dangerous mission."
"Isn't this still dead in the mission. Is the abyss a place to go? The situation must be too dangerous, and they have to abandon the one who is holding back."
"Ugh… "
"Speaking of which, Savage is also a ruthless character. Before, she looked mysterious and refused the invitation of the big mercenary group. I never thought that it was Her Royal Highness. Know-"
"What did you know? It's just a woman who murdered her blood relatives and usurped the throne."
Another new voice joined in, a thick voice with a bit of sharp anger.
"Either she was controlled by Oliver Lopez. It's okay to have a fight between men. She, a woman who has been living abroad for many years, doesn't understand anything other than fighting and killing. She deserves to sit on that golden stool?"
"This is too much. According to the rules, she is not legal..."
"Aren't you Alban? I'm telling you, boy. Alban's new rules came down the other day, which made his attitude towards demons a lot easier. Is this what a normal person should do? I admit it was It's a bit harsh, but you know, it's better to kill by mistake than to appease the possible danger - they must have something to do with the abyss, how can there be a black chapter team with goats! Cult worship is definitely a cult worship."
"... That being said, they were quite low-key before. Why did they suddenly release the news with such a big fanfare?"
"Who knows? Well, no, everyone is crowded here to watch the fun. If you ask casually, it must be a look at Oliver Lopez's plan."
A familiar aura appeared in the distance, and Godwin Lopez tore his cape and walked out of the dark alley. The few mercenaries who were still chatting in the crowd immediately closed their mouths and looked away instantly.
Godwin snorted softly and looked up to the end of the road.
There are only four figures, and at a glance, the team is a bit lonely.
Oliver Ramon walked at the forefront, and the black armor reflected a little dim light. The skeleton helmet full of scratches covered most of his face, and there was no expression on the exposed face. Tumbleweed's "extremely vicious" head led a sturdy black horse and walked straight to the headquarters of the mercenary guild without squinting.
On his left, Ann Savage covered the lower half of his face with a scarf. The Queen of Alban still wore her dark, plain leather armor, with her hunting spear behind her back. A grey parrot rested on her shoulder, with no sign of any entourage by her side.
On Oliver's right hand, Jesse the Viper, who was just mentioned, was holding the Fuller goat with a frivolous smile, and rambled something to Adrian Cross beside him.
The apostate knight commander stubbornly wore that monk's uniform with a calm expression and a slight smile. It's just that the sharp-eyed mercenaries can find that on the edge of the high collar of the monk's uniform, there are little hickeys printed on the skin of Adrian Cross' neck.
A team with a dark tone and a dangerous breath, none of the members showed a taste of kindness.
"Oliver." Godwin stepped forward and held out a hand.
Oliver looked eager to respond for a second, and even raised his hand slightly. And the next second, he quickly took it back.
Ignoring Godwin's outstretched hand, the head of the tumbleweed just nodded coldly, and walked neatly into the gate of the Mercenary Guild headquarters.
Godwin raised his eyebrows, and the mercenaries watching the fun took a breath of air.
five minutes later.
"I'm sorry, big brother!" After confirming that the door of the reception room was closed, Oliver quickly lowered his head.
In the reception room, the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Ann pulled the scarf down, gasped for breath, and played a throw-me-and-get game of cookies with Grey Parrot. Jesse Dillon hooked an arm around Adrian Cross's neck, and kissed the other person's cheek very reluctantly - to Godwin's horror, the former judge knight acquiesced to Dylan's absurd behavior, Not even showing the slightest disgust.
"Explain." Godwin folded his arms and glanced over the ring on his cousin's left ring finger.
"It's the same sentence. When everything is over, I'll tell you all the truth... If you still want to hear it then."
"That won't kill me, Mr. Ramon." Godwin glanced again at the ring with the black gemstone. "Including the performance you just deliberately alienated from me outside, I need an explanation."
The grayness in Oliver Ramon's eyes was swept away, he took off the cold skeleton helmet, and his green eyes gleamed happily. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a man who just lost his lover.
"Oh, I think that's a good starting point."
Oliver scratched his head embarrassedly, and the murderous look in front of the mercenaries just now was swept away. He skillfully unscrewed the black badge on his chest, summoned the mission screen, and threw it to Godwin on the opposite side.
Godwin twitched the corners of his mouth at the spider emblem on the black badge, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the quest content on the light screen.
[Dealing with the plague dragon corpse in the depths of the frontier forest]
[Cleaning up the rotting swamps in the northern part of the Balai Rift]
[Expel the heart-eating rats that invaded the Krabal Desert Kingdom, urgently needed]
…
Ten top-level tasks shimmered, all marked with processing marks.
"Are you crazy?!"
The head of Horizon raised his voice after quickly swiping through the tasks with hair-raising titles.
"These are things that Horizon won't touch easily. At least five or more mercenary groups should join forces. There are only four of you! Wright passed away, I'm sorry, but this is not the reason why you put yourself and your companions to death—"
"... About this, we've discussed it together - we decided to make the Tumbleweed the most amazing team of bastards in this era." Oliver's face smiled a little more, "If the two of us are too close to each other outside. , will have a negative impact on Horizon's reputation."
After all, Oliver hesitated for a few seconds. He flipped through the package he was carrying and took out a small book. The book bears the emblem of Clements College, and the cover flashes rapidly in black and white. Godwin narrowed his eyes, trying to confirm the true color of the book.
Immediately, his eyes were firmly fixed by the handwriting embroidered with gold thread on the spine of the book—
[Emanuel Lopez, the 368th Knight Commander of Judgment.]
"Brother, for some reason, I can't tell you the whole truth. But about my own situation, the plan of the tumbleweed, and the reason why my dad left your father and left without saying goodbye - I I want to tell you well, okay?"
Godwin Lopez closed his eyes and let out a sharp breath.
"... Then let's hear it."
The author has something to say:
Going to be a real disaster team XD
Ollie: Anyway, whatever task you pick will end up being SSS-level in difficulty, so it’s better to pick SSS-level directly.
What does that mean, friends. Ollie is getting rich! (×