They are not like Aileyen and Jack in their team who had to go through battle after battle to gain such trust.

However, the situation is urgent now, and Walls has to find a slightly larger mercenary group. They are not a group of scattered mercenaries, but an organized and disciplined army.

Just like the mercenaries hired by Wals before, these were some scattered mercenaries he recruited.

At most, they can only form a small group, which is only a group of three or five, but this is very problematic compared to a real large mercenary group.

Some large mercenary groups can even participate in wars between countries, such as the Fitcher Mercenary Group encountered in the Kingdom of Vigia.

Of course, Wals couldn't afford to hire a mercenary group like that, but the mercenary group in front of him only had more than a dozen people at most, and Wals could still afford to hire them.

"So, sir, what do you want?" Fussley asked. He raised his glass, knowing that his business was coming.

"Your scar is quite interesting. I wonder what story this scar has. Can you tell me about it? I'm all ears." Walls asked.

"Sir, you hit the nail on the head. I know a lot of people are interested in my scar."

Fusili smiled and said that he wanted to have a good talk with this employer. Only after he had improved the employer's favor would he have a chance to find a job, or a contract.

"Okay, if that's the case, go ahead and tell me." Walls had already started listening to the mercenary's bragging.

They will definitely brag about themselves as if they are great. Only in this way can they reassure their employers about their abilities. Only those famous mercenary groups do not need to brag, after all, their strength is there for everyone to see.

"They were a group of desert bandits I encountered in Sarand Sultanate. You know, desert bandits are very brutal. They would rob all the goods from the caravan. We fought a hard battle to protect the safety of the caravan we were protecting."

Fusili drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp. His face began to turn red as he began to talk about a "earth-shattering" battle he had encountered in his life.

Of course, the earth-shaking things here are definitely specifically for himself.

He went on to say: "The leading bandit is a well-known bandit in the desert. He is called the 'Desert Poison Wolf'. I believe you all know how powerful a person with such a title is. This is something that only powerful people can have.

This title of his was not given by the Sarande people. Because Sarande has many specialties, many caravans from other countries would come to Sarande. This name was given by a person from other countries.

You know this bandit is a deadly guy for those travelers on the trade route. Almost everyone he targets will be killed. But I am the one who escaped from his hands. "

"That's really good." Although Walls had never heard of this "Desert Poison Wolf", people who can have a title are always powerful.

Of course, the premise is that this person exists. Who knows how much this mercenary will brag when he brags.

However, in order to cooperate with him, Walls could only listen to what he said. After all, Walls also wanted to see if this person was suspected of being greedy for money.

However, if you think about it carefully, how many people can withstand such a temptation when they know there are 100,000 dinars?

So, when Walls thought of this, he no longer thought about whether the mercenary was greedy for money.

"Our employer hired three mercenary groups in total. Of course, they were all small mercenary groups with a total of eighty people. However, this 'Desert Poison Wolf' brought only sixty people to rob us. At that time, we all thought that they had no chance of killing us.

So, we refused to pay the toll, but I still regret that our employer did not pay the toll. I think he regretted it too, because he died in this battle. "There was a trace of fear in Fusili's eyes, and he is still afraid until now.

At this time, Walls also felt that the mercenary was not bragging. It seemed that there really was such a person, and he was also a very powerful person.

When I go to the Sarand Sultanate in the future, I will find out more about this "Desert Poison Wolf", Wals thought to himself.

"He was wearing a turban. He was an extremely powerful man. He rode his desert horse into our team. There were also some Kugit cavalry in my team.

They rushed forward first, and I saw with my own eyes how powerful this man was. He was holding a lance, which of course could not kill a group of Khergit cavalry at the same time, but his scimitar was very powerful. In just the blink of an eye, he killed all the Khergit cavalry. "

Fussli continued.

Walls was also very interested in the following story. Walls met many robbers, but none of them had a title. After all, these robbers were looked down upon by people, and their titles were mostly derogatory.

Walls had a feeling he would meet him in his next adventure.

Reptile Castle, Kingdom of Swadia.

The battle here is still going on. Everyone is watching the fight between several people on the city wall. The battle has already entered a white-hot battle at this time.

Kadoc had already killed Herrin and Akin, and there were two headless corpses on the ground. This not only frightened the Vigria soldiers, but also surprised the Swadian soldiers. They didn't know that this man was so powerful.

At this time, Monsey and Higgitt were the only ones left on the field. Of course, Finn and Arthurson would be fine, but they were still afraid of Kadok in their hearts. This was not only because of the evil sword Kadok's blood, but also because of Kadok's powerful strength.

But if you think about it this way, this is not the most worrying thing, but those ordinary Viger soldiers on this city wall. If Finn and his men are killed, then it means that their fate will be cruel.