Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2259: The King of Puppets (10)

Chapter 2259 The King of Puppets (10)

"Here? So fast?" Arthur quickly put away the Seraph holy sword, turned his head and forgot about Bedivere with a consulting look.

"Wow." Although Bedivere was inconvenient to speak on such occasions, he gave Arthur a positive answer with a sure bark. Those footsteps were indeed coming towards this room, or in other words, they were coming towards Arthur.

As expected, someone pushed the door and entered. As soon as the door was pushed open, Arthur saw a big man in full armor. The big man came alone, and there seemed to be no members of the mercenary group behind him.

Arthur looked at the big man very calmly, but the other party was slightly surprised when he saw Arthur, and then he regained his composure.

"It's you." Dahan said, "I knew that I would see you sooner or later."

"Sit down, Mr. Hanover, we'd better sit down and talk about this work," Arthur said.

That's right, the mercenary man who appeared in front of Arthur, Arthur had met in Penzance Harbor a month ago. In this month, Riasse still has a fragment of memory, and he can't remember what happened in a month. However, he remembered clearly and clearly what he saw in the New Moon Mercenary Group a month ago. This is the strangest thing.

"Alright." Hannover glanced at the two teenagers and a big white wolf in the room, resisted the urge to complain, and sat down patiently.

"First of all, do you have any comments on tonight's bandit suppression operation?" Arthur began to ask.

"If you have any comments, please change the action to be executed at dawn tomorrow." Hannover Road.

"Why?"

"I heard that the other party can use necromancy, right?" The big man touched his chin, which was not very cleanly shaved and still had sparse fibrous roots, and thought: "This kind of necromancer is a thing at night. It would be more active, and attacking a stronghold where there may be undead at night is not a wise move, it is better to leave it in the morning."

"You mean we're going to attack the [Bonepickers] base with great fanfare in broad daylight?" Arthur raised his eyebrows.

"Yes. Even if I face the enemy head-on, I'm sure I can win, but when the undead are haunting in groups at night, it may turn into a battle situation that leaves us helpless.""Yes.

"Well, fine." Arthur did not continue arguing with Hanover. In his personal understanding, necromancy is actually a spell that injects photons (magic power) into the corpse and controls the corpse to move and continue to fight. This kind of spell is actually similar to the principle of manipulating puppets. The combat effectiveness of the undead should all depend on the ability of the manipulator. There is no saying that it is stronger at night and weaker in the morning. At least Arthur has never been in their world. Heard this argument.

But this is a different world nine hundred years later. Maybe the "rules" of this world are not the same as the rules of Arthur's original world? At this time, it’s better to act according to the advice of experienced mercenaries, and letting these mercenaries rest for a night before performing the task is also beneficial to improve the success rate of the task.

"The time for the mission has been negotiated, let's talk about the strength of the enemy." Hanover touched his chin again, "Your Excellency said that the enemy can manipulate the undead, to what extent can it actually be manipulated?"

"I don't know." Arthur answered truthfully: "We went to investigate at noon, and we happened to meet four thieves, so we cleaned them up. As a result, the four corpses suddenly exploded, and the bones merged into one. It turned into a very fierce skeleton monster. It took me a lot of work to clean it up."

"It took a lot of work...?" Verne, who was listening quietly, suddenly whispered. What he saw before was obviously not like this. It was obviously Arthur who cut the big skeleton into a bone stick with a few swords, and then stabbed it to death with two swords. Does this also take a lot of effort?

"So, what do you think the enemy's strength is...?" Hanover asked.

"The monster at noon may have been created by the enemy's bluff to scare me. It is also possible that the enemy's necromancer is already so powerful. The preparation of the necromancer." Arthur then analyzed: "However, no matter how powerful the necromancer is, the magic power of human beings is limited after all, I will not believe that they can turn an entire thief group into death. Spirit."

"Hmmmm." Hannover continued with a thoughtful expression.

"I won't force you if you don't want to take this mission, Mr. Hanover." Seeing that the other party was hesitating, Arthur hummed, "If you don't want to do it, I'll find another mercenary group to do it. Just don't keep doing it. The longer the delay, the longer it takes for the [Bonepickers] thieves to prepare for battle, especially for the kind of guys who can use necromancy, the better they are prepared, the more disadvantaged we are."

"I see." Hannover nodded and said, "That's true. Although there are still many uncertainties in this mission, since we have agreed to take this mission, let's go with it to the end. It's just, the reward. ------"

It did come. Arthur narrowed his eyes: "So, how much does it cost? If it's within the power of our ability------"

"The originally agreed remuneration is doubled, two thousand gold coins." Hanover replied: "In addition, the gold and silver treasures that can be found in the base of the thieves group will be divided into two-thirds of our new moon mercenary group. "

This request is indeed excessive. Two thousand gold coins, according to the price of England at that time, can buy a good house in various big cities. Even if Arthur brought his own money, plus the sponsorship fees given to him by Admiral Penzance and Duke Hernante, he could barely afford it.

Arthur frowned. He didn't particularly care about the other party charging too much money. What he cares most about is why the other party knows that he has exactly this amount of money. A little less and Arthur would have pocket money left over to use. Any more, Arthur can't pay, and the deal must fall through.

Could it be that the other party has already investigated Arthur's details in advance, and even knows how much money he has in his pocket? This is a really thought-provoking question.

Still, he couldn't let the other person see through his mind. He put aside his worries for a while, and readily agreed: "Yes, that's the amount. After all, you have to risk your lives to help us overcome difficulties, which is a very reasonable amount. However, ordinary money is a very reasonable amount. It can be apportioned according to this rule, and the precious treasures with magic power found in the base belong to me."

"According to the regulations, whoever finds it first will belong to him." Hannover didn't answer directly, and went around in circles.

"Never mind." Arthur also compromised in circles.

"How about you?" Hannover tentatively looked at the little devil Verne and the big white wolf who was yawning lazily beside him: "Is it really good to take a child to battle? We won't be like this. The child's nanny."

"Huh." It seemed that Verne was completely underestimated, and Arthur couldn't help but smile. He took out a gold coin from his pocket, "Kid, shoot this!" After calling Verne, he threw the gold coin into the air.

The gold coin tumbled in mid-air, and the angle at which it was thrown was extremely erratic. It was impossible for a sharpshooter not to be quite skilled to hit it. However, Verne subconsciously took out the crossbow arrow, aiming at the gold coin in the air and it was an arrow.

Boom. The crossbow bolt accurately penetrated the center of the gold coin, and then took the gold coin and stuck it on the wall.

"Phew." Hanover whistled.

"Is there any problem with bringing this kid into battle?" Arthur looked at the big mercenary coldly. Blind people can see what a great marksman Verne is. Even if he is just a child, he can be very useful in actual combat. If after seeing this scene, the other party will object to putting Verne into battle, then this kind of person is not worthy of cooperation with them.

"No, I have no opinion." Sure enough, Hannover agreed immediately, standing up from his seat: "Looks like the terms have been negotiated? Well, we will be in the west of Manchester at five in the morning. Let's meet at the front door."

"Okay." Arthur drew out a thousand gold coins: "This is the agreed advance payment, half of the total commission for this operation."

"I did receive it." Hannover put the gold coins in his pocket without even counting them, and while filling out the triplicate form of the mercenary union, he asked Arthur to sign it, and he signed the form himself. Arthur and Hannover kept one copy each, and the last one was reserved for the mercenary union for archiving.

"Then, see you tomorrow." After leaving the reception room, Arthur said goodbye to the big man casually, and turned to see the union manager.

"Looks like you've reached an agreement?" Seeing Arthur handing him the form, the manager put away the form and asked tentatively, "I hope Mr. Hanover won't be too difficult to get along with."

"No, he's quite outgoing. I like this kind of person who doesn't procrastinate or procrastinate." Arthur said. This is not being polite.

"So, are you going to------"

"The battle time has changed." Arthur took Bediveville and Verne out: "The real action will start tomorrow. Let's rest tonight."

"Dinner~ Dinner~~~!" Verne also shouted after Arthur ~IndoMTL.com~ um..." When Arthur and his party walked away, The manager of the labor union looked at the back of the blond boy quietly, and hummed: "It looks like their action has been rescheduled again. What to do, boss? "

"Do nothing." In a dark corner of the union, the shadow of a little mouse suddenly whispered: "No matter what they try to change, they can't win us. Let these stupid humans continue to struggle. ... they don't even know who they're fighting."

The steward didn't answer, and the look on his face turned gloomy again.

"Wow." Among Arthur's group, who should have walked far away, Bedivere's ears moved, and he let out a reminder-like bark.

"Ah, I know, Bedi." King Arthur, who had already reached the door of the union, replied unmoved: "Don't worry about it. Let it go for now."

"Huh?" Didn't understand the secret conversation between this man and the wolf at all, and the little devil Verne looked at him with a puzzled expression. He even thought it was funny that Arthur was talking to a big wolf who couldn't speak.

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