Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2260: The King of Puppets (11)

Chapter 2260 The King of Puppets (Eleven)

Evening.

After dinner, Arthur went to take a nice shower to wash off the sweat and the smell of blood from the battle. After returning to the room, he saw that the little devil Verne was pestering Bedivere, and he really treated the big white wolf as a big white dog to play with. Bedivere was so irritated that Verne came to pat him on the head, and he avoided the kid and slipped to the other side of the room, and it went on and on.

"Go take a bath, you stinky brat." Arthur rolled his eyes at Verne.

"Hey, why?" But the kid obviously doesn't like bathing, so he objected: "I already washed it the day before yesterday, do I need to bathe every day like this?"

"In other words, you didn't wash yesterday? Uh, it's so dirty..." Arthur groaned: "Listen, the next thing to deal with is the undead. The undead smells very human. Sensitive, bathing is to reduce the smell of being [human] on you as much as possible, so that the undead's attention can be diverted to others.

Are you going to have a whole horde of undead chasing you? Do you think Brady's omnipotent will keep you safe? Do you think you can fire crossbow bolts as fast as the undead are besieging them? As an archer, you just put cold arrows behind the camp. But if the whole camp collapsed because of the smell on your body, and the undead that should have come to the avant-garde rush towards you, can you afford it when something goes wrong? "

"This..." Verne was left speechless by Arthur's barrage of bombardment.

"So wash me quickly, from head to toe, and the important parts should be washed well." Arthur continued: "It's like you've never had a good bath in your life. Wash it down if possible."

"Okay." Verne who said it was a little scared. It should be said that he was more afraid of being surrounded and beaten by the dead than he was afraid of taking a bath. As a result, he took out the change of clothes from the luggage, and honestly ran to take a bath, so he couldn't be more obedient.

"Puff~~" Bedivere, who watched the whole process, could hardly help laughing. Arthur's ability to fool people was probably already practiced to the extreme.

Arthur rolled his eyes at Bedivere, didn't this guy pretend to be a big wolf in front of people and couldn't speak, so when people saw him laughing, it could almost be concluded that it was a wolf turned into a monster. Did this guy relax because he knew that there were no outsiders around at the moment? Not good at acting, Bedivere.

Arthur sat by the bed and continued to prepare, silently waiting for Verne to return. After about 20 minutes, the little devil walked back with a wet head: "Okay, I finally washed my whole body, and I even washed a few places that I have never washed in my life. Is it okay now?"

Arthur doesn't know exactly where Verne hasn't washed much in his life, but he knows it's definitely not a good place. He held back his smile and said, "Okay. Pack your bags and leave on time at seven o'clock in the evening."

"What?" Verne was stunned: "Where to?"

"What do you say?" Arthur laughed mysteriously.

When the time was up, he took Bediveville and Verne and sneaked out through the back door of the hotel, and he walked along the darkest and most secret alley, as if he was going out to do something bad. Verne didn't understand what Arthur wanted to do, and just followed silently until they groped all the way to the city gate.

"Oh, you are here." In front of the city gate, four figures were waiting there, and the one who took the lead in talking to Arthur was the mercenary man whom he saw at noon, (presumably) the crescent mercenary Regiment leader Hannover.

"Hey, wait, shouldn't it be gathering here early tomorrow morning?" Verne asked suspiciously.

"No." Arthur said: "It's inconvenient to speak here, move into the forest first."

The group also seemed to agree quickly with Arthur's statement, and slipped into the woods without even being polite.

On a dark and windy night, after the shade of the forest covered everyone, Arthur said, "Mr. Hanover is also a sensible man, and he has long known that [Bone Pickers] have been infiltrated in the trade union. ]."

"And it's a bit of a surprise for the Mohal steward." Hanover replied, "Considering that the other party is a necromancer, maybe the real Mohal steward has been killed and manipulated like a necromancer. is it?"

Arthur has no idea how powerful the world's necromancers are, capable of disguising the dead as the living. He chose not to comment.

"That's why you told me on the surface that you were going to act tomorrow morning, but you actually made gestures during the interview. Do you want me to come and meet at seven tonight?" Arthur continued: "It's a good idea, at least it can The opponent was caught off guard."

"So it is." Verne sighed behind Arthur. Although he was in the same room during the interview, he did not pay attention to Hannover's gestures at the time. went.

"Nevertheless, it would be better if we were seen when we were out of town." Hannover continued, "So hurry up, we may not have much time."

"I have no opinion." Arthur said, moving quietly through the woods with the New Moon Mercenary Group.

"What if we didn't notice that gesture and didn't come to meet tonight?" asked Verne, who was almost at the end, in a low voice.

"Such a stupid employer shouldn't have contracted with him—that's what he meant." Arthur took the initiative to say what Hanover didn't say.

There was an almost imperceptible, low-pitched grin from the mercenaries. These mercenaries are not ordinary mercenaries, and they will not sacrifice their lives for those they despise because of their huge wealth. Normally, mercenaries are open to money, but there are always some alternatives who have their own bottom lines—of course, all of this is based on having sufficient strength. Without a strong enough mercenary, you cannot have this willfulness.

"Although you may have met our team members, let me briefly introduce you." Hannover said as he walked, "The scout in our team who was at the forefront of the road, [Quick Legs] Bordeaux ."

The so-called [scout] is another name for a thief. Of course, thieves do not necessarily mean that they are the kind of people in the industry who are sneaky. In the adventurer or mercenary team, thieves refer to those who are agile and engaged in spying, infiltration and intelligence gathering. They even call each other this way in the industry, but when they are external (for example, to their employers), they use the more elegant name [scout].

"Then as the backbone and team leader, it's me, [Strong Shield] Hannover." The mercenary man said again.

Unexpectedly.

"This beautiful woman beside me is the think tank of the team, and she is also a magic... ahem... astrologer, [True Knowledge] Nantes."

It is actually a magician, but the current international environment is not suitable to say this word, Hannover deliberately revised the name. Arthur is very curious, will Nantes really use magic in actual combat? After all, outsiders like Arthur are watching, and the Holy See has ears and eyes everywhere, and heretic judges who want to arrest the witches and burn them to death. If you can't use magic, a seemingly weak woman like Nantes can't be of any help in battle.

"Finally, at the back of our team, the beautiful girl who is now jumping up and down the tree is the ranger in the team, [Falcon Eye] Milan."

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The mercenaries have a lot of rules and regulations, and they can't be finished in a moment. Arthur has obtained a lot of information with Merlin's intelligence gathering ability before, but he actually only knows a little bit of this business.

"The names are very strange, I seem to have heard them somewhere..." Verne, who was walking in the back row, complained after listening to Hannover's introduction. Really childish.

"It's all a pseudonym," Arthur replied dispassionately.

Yes, the profession of mercenary is a profession that receives money to help people to do work, and most of the time, it is dirty work. Mercenaries will definitely not use their real names to take jobs. Whether they are mentioned in front of their employers or registered in the mercenary trade union, they are all pseudonyms chosen by themselves or by the trade union. For those skilled mercenaries, even if the enemy came to them, they were not afraid at all. But what they are really afraid of is exposing their origins, causing their relatives in a distant hometown to be targeted by their enemies.

This is also one of the basic rules of conduct. Arthur knew it early on, so he didn't ask. Fortunately, Verne was just a child who didn't move. ~IndoMTL.com~ He wouldn't be ridiculed by the mercenaries if he asked.

Okay, someone is still snickering, Arthur can vaguely hear it, it should be at the front of the line, it is probably the guy named Bordeaux who is laughing. That guy's character is really bad. Arthur didn't bother with that kind of person, just kept walking silently.

The road in the forest is dark and rugged, but because Arthur and the others came to explore the road at noon, it wouldn't be too hard to walk at night. There was no enemy patrolling on the road. The group simply came to the cave of the [Bone Pickers] thieves group. They found a dense grass to hide from a distance of about 20 yards, and observed the entrance of the cave from a distance. situation.

"Their defenses are more lax than expected, which is not a good sign," Hannover said in a low voice.

"As expected." Arthur also said, "After all, I killed all four of them at noon. Now they should have set up a trap, waiting for us to step on it.------What should I do? Find sneak in through a back door?"

"No, as far as I know, they don't even have a back door." Hannover replied: "That is to say, only from the front."

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