The entire process was clean and crisp. They were fierce and well-trained, no longer inferior to regular troops.
After throwing the man into the basement, he still had time to pick up the flower that had been stepped on by the foreigner.
Seeing that the mercenaries in front of him were getting more and more unlucky, the fourth mercenary learned his lesson and landed on a tree fork in the backyard.
The book was about twice the size of a normal bowl and wasn't very thick, so it wasn't easy to hide someone here.
