The night is already deep.
The noise in the Nightingale Bar has not stopped.
The rough and noisy shouts of the mercenaries, the crisp clinking of ale glasses, and the occasional laughter of the barmaids filled the entire bar.
This is a true portrayal of the life of most mercenaries. The days other than licking blood with the blade of a knife are all spent on wine and women.
Nightingale, the bar owner who still retains his charm, held his chin and squinted his eyes as he stared at the scene in front of him, perhaps recalling the scene in his youth.
Three mercenaries in blueberry leather armor opened the door and walked in happily.
The noise in the bar paused for a moment and then resumed again. Apparently, no one cared about these young mercenaries from the Wild Wolf Fox Mercenary Group.
The three mercenaries looked around and quickly walked to a table in the middle. This table was also occupied by several mercenaries from Wild Wolf Fox.
"Seven cups of golden rum!" A tall and thin mercenary from the Wild Wolf Fox deliberately raised his voice and shouted towards the bar.
His shout attracted the attention of most of the mercenaries in the bar.
Golden rum is one of the best spirits in the entire human kingdom. It tastes sweet and fragrant, and the top-quality golden rum is even more crystal clear amber. The bar costs at least one gold coin per drink, and generally only the richest men and mercenary captains can afford to drink.
Several wild wolf and fox mercenaries who were present also looked at the tall and thin mercenary with eager eyes. One of them couldn't help but asked: "Solid, how did you get so rich that you were suddenly willing to treat your brothers to such a good drink?" liquor?"
"I didn't get rich, I just got lucky and picked up some bargains." Police looked proud.
"What's so cheap? Tell me about it quickly, brothers!" several mercenaries urged.
The bar was originally a place for mercenaries to brag and spank, so Police had no intention of hiding or covering up. He looked around and found that many mercenaries were looking at him, so he deliberately walked slowly. Untie a long strip wrapped in animal skin from your waist.
As the layers of the animal skin were opened, a gorgeous long sword was revealed. A huge red gemstone on the top of the hilt was particularly eye-catching. With a slight pull, a faint blue flashed through the bar, which was the unique magical luster of the long sword after it was enchanted.
"Oh my God! A rare enchanted sword!"
"What kind of bad luck did you have? How did you get it?"
"This sword is worth at least 300 gold coins!"
The few wild wolf and fox mercenaries surrounding him couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.
Police hugged his shoulders and proudly enjoyed the eager and envious gazes of the surrounding mercenaries.
"Tell me, how did you get this enchanted sword?" The mercenaries still urged police.
"Right at the corner of the bar, a poor boy from the country came to sell the goods, saying that it belonged to his dead father. This boy didn't know the goods, so I gave him 10 gold coins and thought he was getting a huge bargain. Take the money and run away!"
"What? It's only 10 gold coins! You are so shady!"
"You can't take advantage of him like this!"
"Yes! Boss, let's have another 7 cups of golden rum!"
Several wild wolf fox mercenaries were coaxing each other, their eyes shining with excitement.
Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the enchanted sword on the table.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Police had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out his hand and pushed away the big hand that was grabbing the sword, but his body swayed, and he almost fell down.
The person holding out his hand was a tall, strong, middle-aged mercenary. The most obvious feature was a silver eye patch on one eye. "Silver Eyes" Salk, a fifth-level war captain, is a well-known ruthless figure in the mercenary circle of Huey Ores City.
"Nothing else, I want to see this sword." Salk stared at Solid with a fierce look in his one eye.
Solid was shocked. Of course, he knew Salk, but the mercenary faced the provocation of other mercenary groups in the bar and could not give in even if he was beaten to the ground. Otherwise, he would become the target of ridicule. In the mercenary, I will never be able to raise my head.
Police grabbed the long sword on the table, met Salk's eyes, and said coldly: "You also need other people's permission to see it."
"Little brother, this sword looks familiar to me. It's a bit similar to the one our Captain Kristi threw away a few days ago."
Many mercenaries in this circle knew that Salk was the die-hard brother of the deputy leader of the Blood Mercenary Group, Kristi. Following his words, everyone's eyes fell on the long sword again.
Some mercenaries were at the scene when Kristi lost the sword in the tavern a few months ago. Many people immediately recognized the ruby on the sword's hilt, but no one thought about how the sword fell into the tavern at this time. How come it passed from the hands of a poor country boy to the hands of a wild wolf and fox mercenary?
"I don't know what Deputy Captain Kristi's sword looks like, but I bought this sword for 10 gold coins!"
"Many people here have seen Captain Kristi's sword. Now I suspect that your sword came from something wrong." Salk didn't believe police's explanation at all.
Solid held the sword tightly and took half a step back. "If you have doubts, you have to produce evidence."
"Please come with me to the Blood Stance. If Captain Kristi says that this sword is not his, you can leave."
Police tried not to have an attack, "Do you treat others as fools? When it comes to your 'Blooded' mercenary group, even those who are not yours will be said to be yours!"
"If you don't want to go to Salk, I will never let you suffer. You bought it for 10 gold coins, so I will pay you double the 20 gold coins. In addition, the wine of the brothers tonight will also be mine!"
"Are you dreaming? Tell you, I won't sell it!" Solid turned around and was about to leave.
Salk instantly took a step sideways and stood in front of Police, "You can't leave until the matter is clarified!"
Police looked at Salk with a livid face, "So you are planning to rob him?"
"I don't mean that. Come with me to the 'Blooding' or wait here for Captain Kristi to come over, otherwise you won't even think about taking a step out of this bar."
"You 'stabbing blood' bully people too much. I want to go and see who dares to stop me!" Police pulled out the enchanted sword in a flash of cold light.
The several Wild Wolf Fox mercenaries who were with Solid all stood up and surrounded Salk with a roar, "Others are afraid of your 'Blooded' mercenary group, but we 'Wild Wolf Fox' are not afraid of you! "
The three blood-striking mercenaries who were originally at the table with Salk also rushed forward upon seeing this. The two sides pushed and yelled fiercely, and a group fight was about to break out.
Fighting is a great pleasure for boring mercenaries. Seeing that the two old mercenary groups, 'Blooded Blood' and 'Wild Wolf Fox', were about to fight, the other mercenaries in the bar excitedly followed suit and shouted with malt The wine glass hit the table with a loud sound.
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, there was a trace of hesitation in Salk's eyes. He thought that he had given face to these little mercenaries who were not even captains, but he did not expect that he would arouse such strong resistance from them.
Being a mercenary is a profession where you risk your life for profit. You need to take risks just for a commission of a few gold coins, not to mention a weapon worth hundreds of gold coins. Salk ignored the huge gap between the 20 gold coins and the sword's true value. Without this opportunity, Solicit may never have the chance to obtain such an enchanted sword in his life, so for this sword and for the dignity of the mercenary, he will fight tooth and nail!
Just when Salk hesitated, a large wine glass suddenly flew out from the crowd of mercenaries and hit Salk in the face, thus kicking off the fight...