Arthur accidentally discovered a secret.
The reason was the two ledgers left by Randall. Arthur would always think of the mercenary group, Captain Keynes, Adeline, Randall, and Tony from time to time, and those two ledgers were the only things Randall left behind, so he would always flip through them from time to time. , for the sake of nostalgia and the ten thousandth hope, whether Randall left any clues for himself in the account book.
After a long time, Arthur found no clues, but unexpectedly discovered something. That is, every three months, Randall will send a sum of money to a village called Salonika. The amount of each transaction ranges from four to five hundred gold coins, and in one year there is nearly two thousand gold coins. At least in the three years since Arthur joined the mercenary group, there has been no interruption.
Arthur didn't know why Randall did this, but as a member of the mercenary group, Arthur believed that he had an obligation to continue doing this. Especially when Arthur got rich, this idea became stronger and stronger. It was like a kind of sustenance. As long as this behavior was protected, the mercenary group would still be there!
The female clerk quickly found the address of the village. It was a small village in the north of the Kingdom of Isaac, far away from the royal city and the orc territory.
Arthur handed a large bag of gold coins that he had prepared to the female clerk. Inside was Arthur's income from selling enchanted equipment in the past half month.
"Guests, please rest assured that we will definitely deliver the money. For this kind of unspecified delivery, we will deliver the money to the village chief."
While speaking, the female clerk quickly counted the gold coins in the bag and handed Arthur a receipt with the company's seal. If the merchant fails to deliver the money, Arthur can use this receipt to claim compensation from the merchant.
When Arthur walked out of the trading room, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, and felt a lot more relaxed, as if a big stone that had been weighing on his heart for a long time had been lifted.
Outside the trading room, Moral still looked angry.
After this period of contact, Arthur already understood Moral's temper and knew that he was not furious, so he smiled and said: "Let's find a place to eat. I'll treat you today."
"That's right, let's go to the most expensive Ambergris Restaurant on the street next to it. Your money is wasted, and it's better for us to eat it." As soon as he talked about eating Moral, his anger disappeared instantly.
"Okay, let's go to the Ambergris Pavilion. I haven't had a good meal since I arrived in the royal city."
The three of them walked out of the business store while laughing.
From the commercial street where the business is located to the "Long Building", you need to pass through a long and narrow connected street.
A few people turned the corner and heard the sound of fighting in the street. Looking from a distance, it seemed that several mercenaries were besieging the two girls.
"Let's find another way." Moral proactively suggested, knowing that Arthur didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
It has never been Arthur's character to act bravely and fight against injustice. Arthur, who was a mercenary, only believed that what he gave should be rewarded. There are too many injustices in this world, and fighting injustices without asking for anything in return rarely has good results. Even the rangers have no fixed place to live because they are worried about the subsequent troubles.
Arthur let out a light sigh, but uncharacteristically continued walking into the street.
It was only when I got closer that I could see clearly that there were five burly mercenaries on one side of the fight, but only three of them took action, while two others were holding their shoulders and watching. On the other side were two petite girls, only fourteen or fifteen years old. Behind them were two girls, one older and one younger. The older one was eighteen or nineteen years old and was dressed in the attire of a noble family's maid. The younger one was only eleven or twelve years old, but she was already tall and graceful.
"What a coincidence, how could it be her?" Moral muttered.
"You know?"
"Don't you know the weirdo with the same name as you?"
Arthur suddenly remembered that when he first met Moral, he mentioned the four weirdos in the academy. In addition to himself and Joan, there were also the untouchable half-orc Huey and the thorny rose Golly. Huey is the illegitimate son of Prince Rex, and Gold is the youngest daughter of Duke Ross, one of the four great dukes in the kingdom.
Arthur couldn't help but take a serious look at the two girls, who were fighting with several mercenaries. One of them, a girl with short brown hair, was fighting in close combat with the mercenaries. The girl is tall, her long legs are full of power, and every kick carries the sound of wind. Although the girl fighting had a cold face, she could not hide her beautiful appearance, especially her pair of blue eyes and straight nose, which made her particularly cute.
The other girl is a water magician holding a staff. She is slightly shorter than the girl with short brown hair. She has long blond hair, fair skin, and delicate and delicate features. From time to time, she would throw a water ball or set up a water shield behind the short-haired girl, allowing her companions to attack freely.
"Which one is Gold?"
"Of course it's the one who made the move at the front. Nine behind us has been taking classes with us for four months. Don't you know her yet?"
Arthur touched his nose awkwardly, "I never noticed?"
Moral suddenly stared at Arthur with strange eyes, "You stay in the room with Arnold every day. Don't you two like girls?"
Arthur was stunned for a moment before reacting, and then suddenly flew up with a kick without warning, kicking Moral directly from the middle of the street to the wall on one side.
The fight between the two also alerted both parties to the fight. The two mercenaries watching from the side all turned around and said, "Go away, don't cause trouble for yourself."
Arthur frowned and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on the other party. Was he drinking and causing trouble? But the other party must be a little too brave, and he dares to make trouble in the royal city with the help of alcohol.
The female magician named Nine also recognized Arthur and Moral, immediately beamed with joy, and hurriedly shouted: "Moral, come and help!"
Nine didn't call Arthur for help, she was obviously more familiar with this guy, Moral!
"Don't worry, brother is here!" Moral got up from the ground and roared, rushing over. He was not willing to let go of this opportunity for a hero to save a beauty.
Moral roared loudly, but did not dare to really rush into the battle group. Instead, he stood behind Arthur and began to gather magic power.
With the rapid gathering of magic elements, a small golden arrow appeared between the palms in front of Moral.
Level 2 gold magic "Golden Cone Arrow"!
This is one of the three most powerful attack magics that junior magicians can master. The other two are the third-level fire magic "Explosive Fireball" and the third-level thunder magic "Electric Laser".
As a second-level magic, "Golden Cone Arrow" can be tied with the third-level magic, which shows its strong attack power.
Moral pushed forward, and the small golden arrow shot directly at the mercenary facing Arthur.
The fighting spirit in the mercenary's hand suddenly exploded. He moved his palms wrapped in fighting spirit forward and grabbed the golden cone arrow in his hand. Then he rubbed his palms together hard, and the golden cone arrow turned into dots. The golden light dispersed.
Arthur couldn't help but shake his head. The most powerful attack magic was actually used by Moral in a bear-like manner. If the speed was not fast enough, he would be caught by the opponent, and if the magic was not condensed enough, he would be easily broken.
Moral was also dumbfounded. His strongest blow was so easily neutralized. He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Boss, the opponent is too powerful. How about we retreat first?"
Arthur turned back and glared at Moral, "I just want to retreat now. It's too late. Come on!"