Several burly mercenaries were drinking and playing finger-guessing games. Of course, there were also a few guys hiding in the corner, drinking quietly, which was out of place in the noisy environment.

These guys are not easy to deal with, maybe an assassin is among them.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" a waiter walked up to Wals and asked.

Walls didn't say anything and just asked Owens and his group to order food while he had other tasks.

Wals has already made up his mind. He needs to find some experienced and skilled mercenaries to join his team.

I really need this kind of person.

If there is a veteran in the team, he can give some pointers on combat techniques to the new recruits.

This will allow these new recruits to avoid taking detours when honing their combat skills, which can quickly improve the combat effectiveness of the troops.

As for Walls, he is also a swordsman, so he can actually give some guidance to the new recruits.

However, it is not enough for him alone. You must know that in the future, Walls' mercenary team may not just have a few people.

But there are dozens or even hundreds of them. How could Walls possibly teach so many people alone?

The sooner you find a veteran, the sooner you can train a confidant. Therefore, it is urgent to find a veteran to join the team.

In a corner of the tavern, there was an old mercenary with a big beard drinking alone. This kind of solo mercenary was the target of Walls.

As for why we can judge that he is a mercenary rather than an assassin, it mainly depends on his behavior.

This bearded guy was drinking wine in big gulps. Most assassins would not do this because it would make noise, alerting others to his presence and possibly exposing himself.

Since he is not an assassin, he is most likely a mercenary. This bearded man has calluses on his hands, which are left from sword practice.

"Man, why are you drinking alone?" Walls started his action, he was ready to pull him into his team.

"I have no companions. All my companions are dead." said the bearded man.

When Big Beard was escorting a caravan, they were attacked by a group of pirates. Big Beard and his companions fought desperately and finally defeated the attacking pirates.

The companions who had managed to survive finally escorted the caravan here, but although the surviving companions of the bearded man survived the battle, they lost the battle with their wounds.

All of his companions died of infected wounds, except Big Beard.

The bearded man who lost his companion was drinking alone in the tavern, mourning his companion in his heart.

When the bearded man finished telling Walls his story, he took another gulp of wine.

"After hearing your story, I feel deeply sorry for your companions." Wals was about to use his poor eloquence to persuade the mercenary whose companion had died to join his team.

"But people have to survive, don't they? I lead a team of mercenaries, although the number of people is small now.

However, I believe that it will become a large army in the future. What do you think? Would you like to join my team? "

Walls directly expressed his wishes, but his eloquence was still insufficient, and there was a great chance that he would be rejected if he said it so directly.

"No, I don't want to be a mercenary anymore. I plan to retire and go home." The bearded man took another sip of wine and said.

"So where is your home?" Walls asked again.

He was expecting the mercenary to go the same way as him, so that he could travel with him, and if something unexpected happened on the way he could recruit him into the group. Isn't this a possibility?

In fact, there are experienced veterans, but these people are all in some mercenary teams, and it is difficult for Walls to poach them. But now there is an experienced old mercenary in front of him, how could Walls not be tempted?

"It's a small village nearby. You must have never heard of it."

"You are not from the Snow Kingdom, are you?"

"I'm sorry, that's me."

This location disappointed Wals, who had originally planned to go to a town in the Kingdom of Nord to purchase a batch of pig iron.

Then sell it to Kulau in the Snow Kingdom, and then buy a batch of salt from Wocherze and sell it to Kulau. In this way, a lot of profits can be made by trading back and forth between the two places.

These were all told to him by the businessman Randy, who was ready to leave Calradia and live a carefree life with his money.

In fact, Walls had long felt that Randy had given him a total of 400 dinars, but it was certain that this amount was a drop in the bucket for Randy.

"If you want to find a companion, then I suggest you go find that person." The bearded man's words interrupted Walls's thoughts.

He pointed at a young man who looked a little shabby, but he tried his best to keep his clothes neat and clean. Judging from the calluses on his hands, he was also an expert with a sword.

A noble? Wals suddenly felt that way. "Thank you. If you want to join my team, I will always welcome you." Wals said politely to the bearded man.

Then he stood up, walked past the noisy crowd, and approached the young man who looked like a noble.

"Hello sir, are you alone?" Walsh began to use his poor eloquence to win people over again.

Airen looked up at the guy who was dressed fairly neatly and looked about the same age as him.

(Aileen, the eldest son of a minor noble family in Vikia, who was about 20 years old, should have inherited the mantle, but he was driven out of the house by his father because of the powerful pillow talk of his stepmother.

With his excellent martial arts skills, Airen should have done well, but he was too proud to humble himself and made himself very embarrassed.

Team Positioning: Knight. There is no doubt that Ailen is the strongest and bravest knight in the team.

Vanguard Airen's strength and fearlessness make him undoubtedly the best choice for the vanguard.

Personal characteristics: brave, warlike, proud, respectful of women, a real man should die in the battlefield and return home wrapped in his horse's hide. It is not an exaggeration to describe Aileyen with this sentence.

Perhaps it is his pride as a knight that makes him so fearless. His respect for women can be seen from his quarrel with Niza.)

"Fuck, it turns out that Ailen was taken away by him..." The baron finally couldn't help but complain.

[System prompt: This is fair. Didn’t you also get these three old guys, Manid, Bolcha, and James? ]

The baron objected: "Three old guys, are they any match for a super soldier, Airen?"

Ailen is an original NPC in the world of Mount & Blade. He is one of the only two knight NPCs, and at the same time the only one among the two, because he is of noble birth.

In contrast, another knight named Fatis was born in a more humble family.

"Of course, I am a lonely noble." Airen said, "Would you like to buy me a drink?"

"Of course, take it." Wals took out a dinar as if possessed by a ghost.

“I am my father’s eldest son, but ever since my father married a second wife, that hateful woman wanted her child to inherit.

She kept saying bad things about me in front of my father, and my father became more and more annoyed with me, until one day, I fed my hunting dog lard, and it died.

I knew it was my stepmother who did it, so I went to find my father, but he was bewitched by that woman and he told me not to appear in my stepmother's sight.

Finally I came here to find another way to make a living.”

He drank a glass of wine, then continued, "You look like an officer worthy of my service. It would not be impossible for me to join your team."

"Of course, I would love to see you join my team." There is no doubt that this is a down-and-out nobleman. His life experience is very similar to that of Wals, but it can be seen that he is very arrogant and still retains the airs of aristocrat.

De La Ser roared, "Don't join me, I have more money, Alain, I have more money!"

[System prompt: Please stop shouting, they can't hear you. ]

“However, during my travels, the clothes I was wearing were already quite worn out.

Now I need three hundred dinars to buy me a suit of clothes that will suit me and prevent me from being mixed up with the commoners in your company."

Three hundred dinars!

"It's just three hundred dollars. I'm a big boss worth hundreds of thousands. Follow me, Aileyen. I guarantee you'll get the money!"

At this time, the Baron couldn't help but complain again. He was really envious of this brave knight Ailen who was born fearless and fought to the end.

[System prompt: Stop talking nonsense, you can't communicate with him. ]

At this moment, Walls is not as wealthy as De La Salle...

Including the weapons sold to that gang of robbers and the dinars given by Randy, the total amount was five hundred dinars.

If he took out 300 dinars now, it would mean that Wals's original business plan would be ruined, and the remaining 200 dinars would be difficult to make ends meet.

Walls hesitated for a moment. He needed to consider whether the price was worth it.

Airen noticed the change on Walls's face. Seeing Walls's reluctant look, he secretly groaned in his heart.

In fact, he was a fallen nobleman, but he still acted like a nobleman.

These commoners who usually disliked the nobles were already very polite by not beating him up, so how was it possible for them to invite him to join their team as a mercenary?

"That's very possible, at least in my case," De Lassel interrupted again.

[System prompt: If you don’t speak, no one will think you are dumb! ]