The few people packed their luggage with the help of Jerhat, and then headed to their hunting camp under the leadership of the young man.
In the camp, more than a dozen people were talking and laughing around the campfire. Many of them had wine bottles in their hands, and they were probably drunk by the scene.
As a professional mercenary, Kordak naturally knows how dangerous it is to drink while performing tasks. But this group of people are just hunters hunting in the forest, and they are also drunkards, so drinking some wine while hunting is actually normal.
"Hey, Gerhart, are you back from your walk?" A sturdy middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance saw Gerhart's warm greeting. As he spoke, he stood up and handed the wine bottle in his hand to Gerhart, and then turned to look at Ke The four Erdak people: "Who are these?"
Gerhart didn't refuse, so he took two sips from the wine bottle first. After drinking, he wiped his lips: "Ah, I met some old friends when I went for a walk. They are..."
Before Gerhart finished speaking, a strong man sitting in the middle of the camp opened his mouth: "You want to join the gang? Gerhart, I'm not talking about you, why did you just lead people to our team? Their strength Is it enough?"
"Uh, Captain Mickey, they..." Gerhart wanted to explain.
But the strong man named Mickey waved his hand and interrupted Gerhart: "Okay, let me see for myself."
Mickey stood up and walked staggeringly in front of Kordak. This guy looked like he had drunk a lot of wine. Kordak could smell the alcohol on his breath just two meters away.
Although this Mickey was a bit arrogant and self-righteous, Kordak still adopted a relatively friendly attitude in order to take care of Gerhart's mood. He nodded to Mickey and introduced himself: "Hello good friend, my name is Kordak, I am..."
Mickey looked at Kordak, who was half a head taller than him, and then shook his head: "Boy, in our industry, it's not just about size. The main thing is fighting spirit. How many levels of fighting spirit do you have now? I am a seventh level fighting spirit. I think I also worked as a mercenary in Falling Star City back then, but I got tired of the days of fighting and killing, so I came here to lead a group of rookies to hunt."
He looked at Kordak again, and then said: "You are good in size, but you don't have any fighting spirit. Well... let's do this, you have a good sword, give it to me, and I will let you join."
Kordak's eyelids twitched, and in the end he could only smile noncommittally and said nothing more.
"Boy, this sword is in your hands. Think about it carefully. Your life will be much easier if you follow me from now on." Mickey was not in a hurry, as if he was very confident in the conditions he offered, and he He glanced greedily at Kordak's two-handed sword, then turned to observe Regnar.
"That... I..." Regnar opened his mouth, feeling that he still needed to explain.
"You can't do it!" Mickey said coldly: "You've lost weight, but you still don't have the fighting spirit. You can't do this at all. Go back."
"..." Veins popped up on Regnar's forehead. Why was he always the one looked down upon wherever he went
Mickey ignored Regnar who was on the verge of an explosion and turned to look at the third man again. This time, his eyes lit up.
"Why is the little girl interested in becoming a hunter? What if she gets injured in the wild with her delicate hair?" Mickey's eyes flashed green, and he looked at Annelotte's whole body with a disgusting look. Then he nodded: "Yes, this mage outfit suits my taste. You will follow me and be my partner. I will let you live a good life. That's it."
Mickey did not use a negotiating tone this time. If the attraction of Kordak's two-handed sword to him was one, the attraction to him of the young mage in front of him was ten thousand. In order to take care of Gerhardt's face, he had left some room when speaking.
But now that he saw Annelotte, he was driven by desire and couldn't wait to get this girl, so he no longer had any cover.
As Mickey spoke, he stretched his hand towards Annelotte's face. With such white and delicate skin, her face must feel softer and smoother than egg white, right
But when Mickey's hand reached halfway, he couldn't move anymore, because another slender and strong hand held his wrist, and that hand was like a pair of pliers clenched tightly, making it impossible for Mickey to move at all.
"Can you clarify the situation first before you keep chattering?" Regnar frowned and said coldly.
Before, he had been looked down upon by Mickey for no apparent reason and had tolerated it. Anyway, he was often looked down upon. But this guy dared to touch Annelotte so naturally. This was something Regnar could never bear.
Even though he knew it was Mickey, it was not enough to squeeze Annelotte's teeth, but looking at Mickey's condescending face, Regner's anger started to rise, and he took action without much thought. .
"What do you want to do?" Mickey narrowed his eyes and asked. He was slightly surprised by the strength in this boy's arm, but that was all. He was sure that the boy in front of him could not be his opponent as a quasi-intermediate warrior.
Regnar's expression was gloomy, but considering Gerhat, Regnar decided that it would be best not to cause trouble. He let go of Mickey's hand: "What do you want to do? It seems we are not very welcome here. Please allow us to leave."
Regnar nodded to Gerhat and then prepared to turn around and leave.
Mickey smiled coldly: "Come if you want, leave if you want? You two men can leave, and these two women will stay with me tonight. If I am happy, I will let them go tomorrow."
Regnar stopped in his tracks, turned around with a half-smile and asked, "What if we don't agree?"
Mickey pulled out the knife on his back, waved it with what he thought was a cool movement and said, "Then I think my knife will be very unhappy, and if it is unhappy, it will like to drink blood."
Regnar sighed. He ignored Mickey, who had vicious eyes. Instead, he turned to Gerhart and asked, "How many years have you been working for this idiot?"
Gerhard opened his mouth and said calmly: "More than a year..."
"Arrogant boy, I will take off your arm today!" Mickey was furious at Regna's ignorance. He rushed forward with a knife, intending to leave this boy an arm to satisfy his hatred.
Regnar said to Gerhart helplessly, "It's really hard for you to develop such a good temper."
The next second, Regnar's figure suddenly rose up. He easily dodged Mickey's hasty swing of the knife, and then slapped Mickey in an imageless way, throwing Mickey in the air and doing a reverse somersault for two and a half weeks. Turn for two and a half weeks.
Mickey perfectly completed the most difficult diving move in history with a posture that stunned the diving coach. Then he fell among the flying broken teeth, and his originally unattractive face came into close contact with the ground.
Kordak also came over, he stepped on Mickey's head and said calmly: "We just didn't want to make things difficult for Gerhart, so we didn't share your common understanding, so please don't get in trouble, okay? Do you know that beating up an idiot like you would make us feel very humiliated?"
"You are seeking death!" Even though he was instantly killed by Regnar with one blow, Mickey did not realize the huge gap between the two sides. The alcohol in his blood made his thinking slow. He rolled his eyes with difficulty and stared at the hunters around him: "What the hell are you looking at here? Come up and kill them. Whoever kills one of them, I will give him this harvest." Count more!”
There are a few hunters ready to take action, and drunk people rarely understand what fear is. They took out their weapons, and their eyes when looking at Kordak and the others were full of greed, and when they looked at Vera and Annelotte, they were even more full of obscenity.
"They are mercenaries. They are mercenaries from Falling Star City. They just came back from the wild plains!" Gerhart saw that the situation was not right and shouted out quickly. He was not worried about the safety of Regner and the others, but the lives of these hunters were really important. It's worrying. After all, I have been with them for a year, and I still have some feelings for them. I can't just watch them die like this.
Gerhart's words sobered up the hunters a lot. Only then did they have the mood to observe Kordak and others carefully. The sophisticated weapons and armor, the indifferent eyes when facing the enemy, and the emblem of the Mercenary Alliance on their chests were all... shows their identity. It was just that they were completely drunk because of it, but now they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when they thought about it. Without Gerhart, they might have rushed up just now, and the consequences would be...
With a clanging sound, all the hunters quickly dropped their weapons.
Kordak didn't bother to argue with these people. He glanced at the hunters coldly, then lowered his head and said to Mickey at his feet: "Boy, have you ever been a mercenary with your appearance? Are you really going to be a mercenary for us?" What a disgrace to soldiers. Well, I don’t care about these things. My name is Kordak. If you want to cause trouble for me in the future, just come to Meteor City to find me. Now get out of here!"
Mickey's heart skipped a beat when he heard Kordak's name. Kordak and Silenos were already well-known in the mercenary alliance when he was still a mercenary. I didn't expect that it would be them that I met today. This time I really hit the wall.
Mickey stood up without saying a word and silently returned to his tent.
Gerhardt came over and said apologetically: "I didn't expect such an unpleasantness to happen. You guys..."
"It's getting late, so we'll camp here." Kordak waved his hand nonchalantly, and then said to the hunters: "Okay, guys, what happened just now is over. Do you have any wine? Give it to me. Here are two bottles, I’ve been craving for it for a long time since I smelled the wine just now!”
All the hunters laughed after hearing this. Mickey had been dominating the team for many days, and they were already dissatisfied with that guy. Now that Kordak has extinguished Mickey's arrogance and can mingle with the hunters and drink together, he is naturally welcomed by everyone.
"Oh, there's wine!" Regnar was also very excited as he held the wine bottle, but Annelotte's cold gaze from the side made him shudder. He laughed dryly and said to the girl: "No. Drink more, but certainly not too much.”
"I don't care how much you drink, but if you dare to bother me, I will freeze you into an ice sculpture!" Annelotte said coldly. She was annoyed by Regnar's drinking because this guy always pestered her after drinking. The girl was annoyed by her nonsense.
Regnar also remembered the consequences of provoking Anne after drinking several times before. His face turned pale at that moment. He swallowed a sip of saliva. When he looked at the wine bottle again, his eyes were no longer as greedy as before.