Chapter 172: Viscount Wild Boar (Please subscribe, please vote)
The song ended and the crowd dispersed. It was already late at night and everyone was busy with their own things, but tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night!
Loy stepped into his tent, followed by Angel and Oliveira. The two followed him like shadows, but did not speak.
Lilia came forward and asked curiously, "Luo Yi, what's the big deal about this?"
Luo Yi chuckled: "It's not me who caused this trouble, but we have to let Captain Xike see it.
We are not lambs to be bullied. I, Loyi, have the confidence to enter the Norman Duchy."
Lilia tilted her head slightly, as if she had thought of something, and asked again: "You mean, he hesitated?"
"Of course he would hesitate!"
Luo Yi said as a matter of course: "In our line of work, we might have to get involved in the war between nobles, and the danger is extremely high.
Although the Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group accepted the mission, they were seeking wealth, not death.
So, if you were sitting in his position, would you hesitate? "
Lilia was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't accept this mission!"
"This is their job, and the commission we offer is so generous, how could they not take it?!
However, accepting a mission is one thing, but assessing the risks is another.”
"So, that's why we have today's test?"
"I just wanted to give him a little shock so that he could put aside some of his inappropriate thoughts and do his work properly!
Of course, give him some confidence too!"
As Luo Yi said this, his expression became serious. He looked at Ange and said softly, "Starting tomorrow, we will no longer be in the territory of the Habsburg Empire.
So, let's spread out our manpower. I have a feeling this business won't be very stable."
Ange nodded: "Okay!"
Luo Yi looked at Oliveira again and said, "Teacher, we must also be vigilant."
Oliveira didn't say anything, just nodded slightly!
Only then did Luo Yi look up at the night sky, and after a moment he said, "Starting tomorrow, the real test will begin.
I would like to know how the nobles of the Norman Duchy, my potential enemies, will welcome my arrival."
…
In another tent.
The leader of the Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group, Xike Francis, held the wine jug in his hand, frowned in thought, his expression a mixture of joy and depression.
On the side, Hector Hunter was the first to lose his patience: "Captain, Captain, are you really asking Luo Yi, Lord Luo Yi to attack me?"
Captain Xike's thoughts were disturbed and he looked up: "Such an obvious thing, and you are still struggling with it?"
Hector Hunter complained, "No, even if you want to find an opponent for me, don't look for someone like this.
A Level 3 Transcendent, beating up a Level 2 me, isn't that bullying me?"
Xike rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't I tell you, he's not a level three, let alone a transcendent, only a level two!"
"Level 2, able to release Dou Qi? Captain, do you think I'm stupid?"
"You are stupid, really stupid!
The release of fighting spirit is a sign of the third level, because most combat professionals can only release fighting spirit when they reach the third level!
But there are a small number of people, a very small number of people, who practice advanced breathing techniques and possess special combat skills that allow them to break this limitation even at the second level."
Hector Hunter still found it hard to believe: "He, is really only at level two, like me?"
Sik Francis laughed and said, "He is different from you!
Hector, as for you, if you can get rid of your pride and move forward steadily, if you don't die in battle and have sufficient resources, you may be able to enter the third level of transcendence.
Most likely, this is your limit, and mine too!"
“As for Lord Luo Yi, for a genius like him, the third level is just his starting point, and becoming a fourth-level natural disaster expert is within his reach.
Even reaching the fifth level of legend is not out of his reach."
"If you really want to compete with him, you're not even a little bit behind him!"
After a pause, he continued, “Besides, today he just wanted to shock me, but he didn’t use his full strength!
If we really let go, the outcome will be hard to predict."
"So, you really did this on purpose today?"
"That's what I meant. I have to be responsible for more than a hundred people in the group, and I really want to find out.
However, I originally thought it was still a lion cub that needed time to grow up, but it turned out that I met a lion king with fangs bared!"
As he said this, he muttered in a low voice: "In this case, maybe it's better to be frank. I can have a good chat with him."
…
at the same time,
In another tent, the head maid of the Norman Duke, a pretty girl named Eva Freke, was also in deep thought, with a faint smile on her face.
At a certain moment, she whispered, "Here we are, in the territory of that rude Viscount Boar.
He was a man who was neither a meat-eater nor a vegetable-eater, had no aristocratic morals, and was a staunch member of the old aristocracy.
He’s definitely going to cause you trouble!”
After a pause, she spoke with a hint of resentment, "I just don't believe that you won't come to me when the time comes."
…
The night grows deeper,
Outside the camp,
Suddenly, something moved in the darkness.
His speed was very slow, almost like a snail's pace, and it was silent.
Shaking off the leaves, he dropped to all fours and retreated like a lizard.
He didn't stand up until he had retreated far enough. A scroll in his hand was burning, and the text containing various information about the convoy also disappeared in the flames.
After doing all this, he took one last look at the camp, then turned around immediately and disappeared into the darkness at a rapid speed.
People always have inertial thinking and think that danger will only arise when crossing the border of the Habsburg Empire.
But what is the reality?
Many times, that invisible line cannot stop those who are determined.
…
In the darkness of night,
On top of the mountain, inside an ancient castle.
A burly man who was obese, exuding a savage aura, but dressed in aristocratic clothes, sat in the main seat.
He has a rough appearance, an exaggeratedly large beard, and short, thick fingers, but they are extremely powerful.
He gave people the feeling that he was more like a ferocious monster than a human.
At this moment, he was stroking the paper in his hand, his eyes wide open, and he was snoring like a pig.
“Two hundred people, a mercenary group with only one hundred people?
With just a few people like you, you want to cross my collar? Aren’t you looking down on me?!"
"There are at least two third-level warriors. This is indeed a problem, but they are nothing more than ants under the charge of my knights!"
"But, we still have to be cautious. I am the most cautious person. So let's send a group of robbers to give it a try."
"I have to be careful. Then I can kill them all!"
Muttering like this, well, what he thought was muttering was actually equivalent to an ordinary person's shouting.
When he looked up, he said directly: "Butler, butler!"
An equally fat but agile figure walked out. He was almost the same size as the lord and was also wearing gentleman's clothes.
"Do you know what to do?"
"Know!"
"Then who do you think is suitable to take action?"
"I think the Mad Wolf Bandits are more suitable. They are fast enough and have decent strength!"
"Then send them a message and tell them to move as quickly as possible, otherwise I will personally wring their necks."
"yes!"
…
The next day,
early morning.
The conch shell blew.
The wheels rolled, the horses galloped, and the team of two hundred people set off again.
And in the original place, ten imperial soldiers sat upright on their war horses, staring quietly.
They still maintained the posture of an imperial soldier, with their waists straight, their uniforms neat, and the magic guns behind them flashing with cold metallic light.
It was not until the team was far away and they drove their horses around, with the sound of coins jingling on their bodies, that the smiles on their faces could no longer be concealed.
The leading captain said, "Before, he was always said to be generous and magnanimous, and I used to criticize him in my heart, thinking how generous he could be?
This time I realized that this is really generous! "
As he said this, he was already holding the purse in his hand and couldn't help shaking it.
Amid the clanging sound of metal colliding, all the imperial soldiers couldn't help but show expressions of joy.
Because, they have the same bag!
Ten imperial soldiers, each receiving ten gold tyers, which was equivalent to their military pay for half a year.
Now, it was handed over to them as a reward for their hard work during this period of time. How could they not be happy?
However, the leading captain put away the money bag and immediately said, "Remember, we don't charge any reward, understand?"
"Know!"
"Then let's go back!"
…
The other side.
Sik Francis dismounted his warhorse and sat alongside Roy. He said bluntly, "Sir Roy, I think we need to have a frank talk."
Luo Yi asked: "How do you want to talk?"
Xike said: “I want to know, how dangerous is this trip?
And what kind of enemy will our Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group face?"
Luo Yi shook his head: "To be precise, I don't know much about the Duchy of Normandy.
Maybe they have good intentions towards me, but more likely, they want to eat me up.”
"So, Captain Xike, you'd better be prepared to face enemies everywhere and don't trust anyone."
Sike Francis's expression froze, and he looked at Roy as if he were looking at a devil.
Luo Yi smiled slightly and continued, "Of course, I know it's dangerous, so the only thing I can promise you is...
When necessary, my people will also take action. Teacher Oliveira, me, Ang, and even those magic apprentices are all capable of fighting.
So, you can rest assured that I will never let your Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group fight alone!"
"Besides that, I can also guarantee that after you complete the task, I can give you a bonus, not to mention the commission."
"How many?"
"That depends on your performance. What I can promise is no less than half of your commission."
Even though he was prepared, Sik Francis's breath was still stagnant. He asked, "You didn't lie to me?"
Luo Yi asked back: "Is my credit so bad? Or do you think I'm short of money?"
"In that case, what else is there to say? As a mercenary, you're paid for your life.
Don't worry, I, Xike Francis, will take care of your safety along the way!"
PS: I was delayed by something urgent, but I will definitely update three times tonight.
The second update will be revised, please wait!
(End of this chapter)
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