Mercenary Guild.

This is a huge two-story building with round tables and chairs on the first floor, providing wine and meat. A huge list of documents hangs in the middle of the hall, with various temporary entrusted tasks on it.

From the simplest search for people and things to bodyguard escorts, everything is vivid in my mind.

Of course, there are also some unreputable assassinations and other tasks that are not allowed on the surface, but are actually also entrusted in secret.

Adventurers or mercenaries are originally a group of lawless people who have power. As long as they are given enough rewards, there is nothing they dare not do.

The second floor, the president's room.

Herac looked at this scene and was very satisfied.

But at this moment, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw a group of people, his mood suddenly became worse.

A man in a fine cloth robe walked into the Mercenary Guild with his head held high, followed by several slaves, carrying thick sacks.

Bang!

The sacks slammed heavily on the task release table, and stacks of iron shells appeared in the open opening.

Seeing this, the mercenaries around him cast greedy eyes, but quickly restrained.

Because, this person who came represents the city lord's mansion, is the document of the current knight Winston, whose name is Cicero.

He looked around, and a smug smile on his fat face: "I brought the deposit to the last mission... I've attacked monsters, won't the Mercenary Guild take it?"

"Damn it!"

Herac touched the hilt of the short sword around his waist, and wanted to go down and kill him.

"Father, this is useless, but it will put us in a disadvantageous position..."

Jupiter, who rushed over, pressed down on Herak: "The teacher taught me the method, let me do it."

He walked down the stairs and faced Cicero: "The clerk of the city lord...they should have been the responsibility of the city lord and the soldiers."

"But... the city is short of staff, because of the existence of the Mercenary Guild!" Cicero spread his hands and looked around and shouted loudly.

"So...I accept it!"

Jupiter grabbed a handful of iron bays: "I will lead the man to defeat those centaurs!"

"this……"

A trace of surprise flashed in Cicero's eyes. He looked at Herac and found that the other party was also a little dull, but he still quickly reacted: "Then... sign the contract. If it cannot be completed, you will pay me double the commission!"

...

"You shouldn't promise him."

Looking at Cicero's departure back, Herac looked at his son worriedly.

"This person is a poisonous snake. If you bite someone, you will be entangled. The key is to solve the current trouble..."

Jupiter has grown into a real man. At this time, he looked at the mercenaries around him and gave a passionate speech: "Everyone... we are all people living near the city-state. Are you willing to let the centaurs rage and steal your food and women?"

"No!"

Many mercenaries holding wine glasses roared.

"Then...this time...is not fighting for commissions! But for ourselves..."

Jupiter opened the sack and tilted the iron shells to the ground: "All the money here is your reward, use it to buy weapons... The guild will not take a iron shell, and tomorrow, go fight with me!"

At the end of his speech, his voice was like a roar, and the iron shells on his hand were directly pinched into irregular shapes.

"This is……"

"Level 3 Super String Warrior?"

"With such a person as the leader, this task can indeed be done!"

This is the first time that Jupiter showed his strength in public. Many mercenaries said, "Brave Jupiter, we are willing to join you and fight against the Centaur together!"

...

On the second day, a group of mercenaries gathered at the gate of the city-state.

There are not many people, only about a hundred, but each one is very talented.

This is actually a very strong force, enough to influence the city. After all, the city lord of Hesak City only has hundreds of soldiers!

Not to mention, other city-states also have Mercenary Guilds.

After ten years of development, the Mercenary Guild has become a powerful force in the Hommon Kingdom.

Jupiter reorganized the mercenaries and asked their captains to be selected and called them in front of him.

He spread out a map: "I have found out the location of the centaurs roaming. They have about fifty people, from their prime to women and children..."

"Such a detailed map...and intelligence..."

Several captains nodded repeatedly. If Jupiter could do this, they would have a clear idea of ​​fighting this battle.

After all, they are grouped mercenaries and it is impossible to die by obeying orders. They are their own captains and must be responsible for their respective team members.

"Centaurs are actually very strong. A middle-aged man is equivalent to a cavalry. Even if there are only a few dozen, it is terrifying to charge!"

Jupiter continued: "So, you have to choose a battlefield... This mud moor is good. We can send someone to pretend to be a grain caravan. These centaurs lack food and will definitely take the bait."

"Centaurs... do you know them very well?"

A female mercenary who had one eye blind asked.

"Well, I've made some documents from the north... Centaurs are not too smart, they are more upright."

Jupiter replied.

Several captains looked at it: "Then let's decide like this!"

...

After the mercenaries and their gang left, a figure appeared at the city gate, and it was Cicero.

"Jupiter...the son of a soldier..."

He looked at the direction where Jupiter disappeared, his face dark.

"Owner……"

Beside him, a slave spoke, "Are you dissatisfied with him?"

"Our plan is to weaken the prestige of the mercenaries. If they don't take on the mission, it will undoubtedly be a fundamental denial...it won't work now."

Cicero said: "But if you take on the mission and fail, you will not only suffer heavy losses, but also a major blow to your prestige... But that Jupiter was actually a third-level superstring warrior, and with wisdom, and might really be able to pacify the centaur. Not only will our plan be useless, but it will achieve his prestige. This is absolutely not possible!"

Thinking of the city lord's secret order, Cicero couldn't help but slid down his forehead.

"Then master...what should we do now?"

The slave asked quickly.

"Call all the people who can call, we will follow them..."

Cicero touched his chin: "If the opponent fails to do so, that's great. If it succeeds... we will pretend to be robbers and attack them... After fighting with the Centaur, there will definitely be no more mercenaries left. It's better to kill Jupiter! Unfortunately... Herac didn't follow him this time, did he discover our plan?"

He felt a little tooth pain.

In the original plan, everything was fine, but Jupiter suddenly jumped out.
Chapter completed!