Fetan town, the town where the intersection of Chabro and Lulan provinces.

It was noon, and the streets of Fettan were a little noisy. Compared with small towns like Geerland, Fettan was undoubtedly much more prosperous. The merchants and travelers were either stopping or staying.

The Old Lad Restaurant is located in Fettan, with few customers. In front of the table near the window, Xialan ordered a few dishes and ate quietly. From Geerland to Fettan, Xialan rushed for most of the day and was struggling. He chose this restaurant to rest because it was quiet and clean.

The dishes on the table are very simple, a large bowl of minced meat soup, a stack of white flour cakes, a large plate of special sauce meat, and a few glossy fruits.

He ate very slowly and would chew every bite of food before swallowing it. He didn't like to eat too quickly because he couldn't feel the real taste of the food, and the process of eating was also a kind of rest.

His sword is placed on the table, facing the hilt facing him. If an accidental danger occurs, he can draw the sword quickly. This is a habit, a habit to prevent accidents.

The owner of the Old Lad restaurant, Little Lad, was sleepy and squinted behind the counter. He inherited the restaurant from his father. Now that his father is dead, the restaurant belongs to him.

He doesn't like running a restaurant because it's too ordinary, and he doesn't want to devote his whole life to the restaurant like his father. He wants to be a mercenary, and he feels that his blood is full of exciting adventure factors.

No matter how reluctant he was, he still runs the restaurant because his mother was still alive and she did not allow him to be a mercenary. She believed that his duty was to strengthen his father's restaurant.

He did not dare or wanted to go against his mother, so he decided to sell the restaurant to be a mercenary after his mother died. He wanted to do what he liked because that was his life.

The young man who was eating by the window came in, Little Rad was very enthusiastic because he felt that the other party was like his future, horses, long swords, adventures, and such a free and casual mercenary.

But he was not a mercenary, and he answered his question with a cold expression.

The enthusiasm suddenly subsided on Little Rad. Since the other party was not a mercenary, he didn't need to stick it on it. The speed of the other party's meal even made him despise it. He felt that he was not like a man, and men should eat and drink unscrupulously when they eat.

For example, the mercenaries gathered in the tavern in the west of the city at night. They drank in big gulps, joked unscrupulously, scolded, and even took action. This was in line with the image of a real man in his heart. He has now begun to wonder if there will be another mercenary talking about his adventures tonight, and which mercenaries will use alcohol to beat and scold him.

A loud noise came from far away, and Little Rad's sleepy spirit was also refreshed because he felt the familiar smell.

A dozen tough figures appeared at the Old Lad restaurant, and the quiet atmosphere was broken and became noisy. Little Lad was very excited because the other party was a real mercenary. Their rude language and actions even made him feel friendly.

This is a mercenary group, which is not large in size, not small. There are about ten people, including men and women. This is normal. The mercenary world does not distinguish between men and women, but only recognizes abilities.

They put several tables together to form a circle and sit. They are partners, they like to be together. Only mercenaries who trust their partners are qualified mercenaries.

When there are many people, circles will form, and each circle has more or less barriers. Almost every mercenary group has such problems. This is the time to reflect the mercenary leader's ability. Whether he has prestige and means, an excellent mercenary leader can use these barriers to firmly control the entire group. On the contrary, a mediocre leader will only cause the group to fall apart, and even his own safety is insurmountable.

Mercenary is a profession, a dangerous profession, and in Elderland, it is the highest mortality rate, but many people still engage in this profession because of money. Or, a very small number of people like adventurous and exciting things like Little Rad.

They have no place to live and wander around according to the task commission. Every time the well-paid task represents danger and death. Whether the mercenaries unite affects the result of their mission, we can hear the news that a certain mercenary group was destroyed due to internal strife.

Therefore, the mercenary group will choose qualified mercenaries, and the mercenaries will also choose united mercenary groups. They pursue money and more pursuing security.

Money is for living people, only dead people do not need it.

A tall figure appeared in the restaurant, and the mercenaries of the restaurant became quiet after discovering it, as if they were back before their future. This was their leader, they were quiet because of respect.

That was a woman, a beautiful woman.

The burgundy hair was tied into a short ponytail, the dark purple leather armor and leather skirt wrapped around her delicate figure, and her slender and agile thighs were tied with a dagger. Perhaps the years of mercenaries drifted, her skin showed a healthy wheat color, not rough or delicate.

Her body exudes wildness, hotness, and her charming smile makes her look more like a woman, a woman who makes a man want to ride under her and ravage her hard.

Men are often easily confused by her appearance. Being confused means danger because they will forget her other identity, the mercenary leader, a woman mercenary leader.

What kind of woman can become the leader of a mercenary regiment? A confused man will not think that they will be more excited because of her identity, because of the desire to conquer in a man’s nature.

Only her members knew her horror. One of their favorite things was that the leader was teased by ignorant men because they could see a good show, a good show that they could never get tired of.

The woman is unrestrained and generous among her members. She drinks a bowl of wine in big mouthfuls, and her smooth and rosy tongue licks the taste of the wine on her thin lips. Her charm will always be expressed inadvertently. Her eyes are smiling and the corners of her mouth are smiling, but what remains unchanged is the kind of arrogance she embodies.

A woman's pride.

She looked around the restaurant as if nothing had happened, and she found a man in the corner of the window, a young man, a man who could interest her.

She picked up the bowl of wine and stood up, and she walked towards the man. Her members were surprised by the leader's behavior, and they looked at the leader's target, a man.

They began to feel interesting because the leader would be teased by men, and she would also be teased by men, especially young and handsome men.

She sat down on the bench opposite him, raised her sexy, slender and powerful long legs. She bent over, holding her chin with one hand and drinking with the other. She looked at him with a smile, and the plump and swaying soft flesh on her chest made her even more tempting.

"Brother, do you want a bowl?" She spoke to him, her voice was magnetic and charming.

"No need." Concise and powerful, this is Xia Lan's answer.

Xia Lan noticed her since she entered the door because he was a man, a normal man. And she attracted men.

He was also alert to her, because of his intuition, and he felt that in addition to the temptation of men, she also had the danger under the temptation.

"Why?" The woman's eyes smiled even more.

"Because he doesn't want to." Xia Lan said. He can drink and can drink, but he doesn't want to drink now.

"Why don't you?" she put down the wine bowl.

"I don't want to do it now."

"Am I beautiful?" The woman's words suddenly jumped away.

"Beautiful." Xia Lan answered honestly.

"Do I attract men?"

"attract."

"Then why didn't I attract you with the food on the table?" The woman smiled even stronger.

“Because I’m not full.”

Since the woman talked, Xia Lan never stopped eating.

Hearing Xia Lan's answer, the woman did not speak anymore, but just looked at him eating with a smile. She was very patient until the remaining food on the table was eaten by him.

"Full?" the woman spoke again.

"Full."

"Are you a swordsman? Your sword looks old." The woman glanced at the worn-out sword on the table and reached out to touch it, because the sword had a bloody smell and was full of curiosity and temptation for people like her.

"Yes." Xia Lan reached out to protect the sword and stopped the woman's behavior.

The two hands were hanging on the sword. Their skin colors and shapes were different, but they were both slender and powerful.

"My name is Niniluo. The leader of the Purple Thorn Mercenary Group there." The woman took back her hand and introduced herself. She had already seen the hand clearly.

"Drank Xialan."

"I know what I'm thinking?" Niniluo's fingers rubbed her red lips under her mouth, her mouth was lightly opened, full of temptation, as if she was provocative.

"I know." Xia Lan replied expressionlessly.

"Your choice?"

"no."

"it's a pity."

“No regrets.”

"Satisfied me a little?" The woman's words were a little confused and thoughtful.

Xia Lan did not answer, and Niniluo laughed softly. Her members heard the laughter of the leader in the distance, and they knew the meaning of this laughter.

The restaurant was quiet, the mercenaries were quiet because they were waiting for a good show, and Xia Lan and Niniluo were quiet because he and she were waiting.

Little Rad was a little confused about what was going on. The beautiful woman got him intoxicated as soon as she entered the door because the other party was so beautiful. He used the best drinks and dishes to express his inner thoughts. What made him angry was why such a beautiful woman would inexplicably drink with the man she despised, and the man actually refused, refused!

This made Little Rud feel jealous and angry. He didn't understand why this was. Why did that man have such an experience? Is it because of the other person's appearance?

The younger Rad became more and more angry as he thought about it. His hands wiping the bottle became more and more urgent. This was the good wine his father had treasured many years ago. He took it out and he wanted to give it to the woman, but when he came back with the wine, he found that the other party got up and walked towards the young man, and he was waiting for her to come back.

As a result, she hadn't come back yet, but he was about to go crazy.

The hand that was wiping the bottle suddenly slipped. Little Radton felt bad, but it was too late. The bottle slipped out of his hand, and the crisp sound of shattering sounded in the quiet restaurant.

The rapid metal friction suddenly followed the sound of the falling and shattering of the bottle. Before Little Rad could come back from the shattering of the bottle, the next moment he saw the shocking scene of the men and women weapons he was paying attention to.

"You lost." Xia Lan said with a expressionless face, and the long sword in her hand was placed on the other party's beautiful neck.

Niniluo looked solemn, and the dagger pulled out from her thigh was held in her hand by her back, but her posture was a bit strange. Her hand holding the dagger stopped in front of her chest, and she did not move because his sword was standing on her neck.

"Captain!"

"Big sister!"

"Boss!"

The mercenaries behind her suddenly stood up and shouted, and they were about to rush forward.

"Don't move!"

Niniluo's body did not move, her mouth moved, and she stopped her team members from doing the next move.

Ninilu stared at the other person, and the charming and sexy on her body had long disappeared. Her face was cold and solemn, her eyes were cold and sharp, and she was full of murderous aura.

"I lost."

The next moment, Niniluo took back her dagger, and she smiled and said to him that she was still so charming and seductive. It seemed that the cold beauty who exuded murderous aura and held the dagger at the moment did not exist at all.

Xia Lan returned the sword to the sheath, and he looked at her without saying anything.

This woman is indeed very dangerous. He doesn't like dangerous people, especially dangerous women.

He took the sword and took a step away. He did not look at the woman anymore. Her members glared at him as they walked by. They did not take action because the leader told them not to move.

Throwing a Kintor to the stupid little Rad, Xia Lan went out and took the horse tied to the door. He had enough rest and was about to leave.

"Captain!"

"Big sister!"

"Boss!"

Her members immediately surrounded Niniluo after he left. They seemed very angry. They wanted to speak, but Niniluo stopped them.

Her finger pointed at the remaining bowls and plates on the table and signaled them to look at them. She tapped the table gently. Suddenly, the bowls and plates on the table shattered into countless pieces, and the cracks of the fragments were neat, as if they had suffered some sharp cut.

"Advanced Swordsman?"

A female member of the group suddenly screamed, her voice was loud, and all members were attracted to look carefully at the broken bowls and plates on the table, and they felt chill.

"The young and overly young upper swordsman, tsk, it's really interesting." Niniluo looked out the direction of the horses leaving outside the window, and the dust splashed and flying was still wandering in the sun.
Chapter completed!