The next morning.

A team left the town of Syndila.

There are nine people in the team, one of them looks very young, and with his somewhat immature face, he is just a teenager. Although the crow on his shoulder makes him more mysterious, but...

Hope the thief, Solly the archer, Rand the sword-and-shield bearer, Thorndike the swordsman, Nortonk the axe-fighter, Loft the hunter, Sheridan the archer, Sanger the "grey wolf" sword-and-shield warrior.

"Oh, hell, this guy can only giggle?" A woman with many freckles on her face was the female archer Solly from the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. She rolled her eyes and looked at the person entrusted by Hawke.

She was a little disdainful of the young man who joined their team.

After hearing her words, a thin man standing next to her shrugged his shoulders: "No way, who made our captain of the Gray Wolf a good person? Just like Hawke, he accepted the commission with just one silver coin.

Putting a loser into the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group?"

They are a mercenary team, and everyone is a professional...of course, just an ordinary professional.

Among them, swordsman Thorndike and archer Sheridan have reached the standard of mid-level professionals.

Several other people are also good players. As the famous Gray Wolf mercenary group in Glora County, their team is not said to be elite, but there is no waste in it. By exercising their body and skills,

They are all good players in the first level.

Although they are not extraordinary professionals, just ordinary professionals, the people here...

The captain, "Gray Wolf" Sanger, is at the limit of the mid-level, almost reaching the high level.

The young man with the crow had an aggrieved look on his face, as if he "dare to be angry but dare not speak".

It was Art. It could be said that Art didn't care at all about the cynicism of those two people.

He also didn't react to what happened yesterday.

Yesterday, the tavern owner paid a silver coin to let him join the team...

Why?

He didn't know the reason. Maybe the tavern owner thought something happened to Art in his tavern and he should bear some responsibility, or it was something else.

Art also wanted to use this reason to leave Syndila Town, so he didn't have many ideas.

However, although he does not intend to pay attention to those two people, he is not strong enough to confront them head-on. Besides, the rest of the team will prefer acquaintances anyway, even if they seem to be related to the thief Hope.

Qiu's axe-hand Nortonk would only favor Hope instead of him, the "cowardly" newcomer who had just joined the team.

Art, who did not intend to confront him head-on for the time being, just pretended to be angry and dare not speak out. When Solly and Hope saw his reaction, they continued to ridicule him.

Art didn't react much to this. In his previous life, as a salesman, didn't he suffer a lot?

During normal working hours, he was always angry every day, and the cynicism of these two people did not cause him much trouble.

Others, on the other hand, had no intention of admonishing at all.

After careful observation, Art also roughly knew the personalities and some habits of these people.

Among the six people: Sword and Shield Bearer Rand, Swordsman Thorndike, Ax Warrior Nortonk, Hunter Loft, Archer Sheridan, and "Gray Wolf" Sword and Shield Warrior Sanger——

The captain, Gray Wolf Sanger, has always had a gloomy look on his face. He has not spoken a word at all since he left the town. His weapons are swords and small arm shields.

Solly the Archer is not good-looking and has a mean mouth. If she were in the game, she would be a pretty good T, and her relationship with everyone except Sheridan the Archer would be average.

The thief Hope, I don’t know how good he is, he has a gap with the axeman Nortonk, and he has a good relationship with the hunter Loft.

Swordsman Thorndike is about thirty-five years old. He is relatively stable and uses a two-handed sword. He is one of the three middle-ranking professionals in the mercenary group. He attaches great importance to his weapons and basically ignores things in the team.

Ax Warrior Nortonk, a loyal subordinate of Sanger in this team, seems to be an old man who has been following Sanger since he established the mercenary team. His strength is second only to the three mid-level warriors, but he is very powerful.

Even the three middle-ranking warriors can't compare to him. Because of his personality and good relationship with everyone, except for Hope, he seems to be less assertive. He found that Sanger Sheridan and others were interested in Hope and Solly.

After there was no response to his move, there was no response.

Hunter Loft, who carried many materials and tools on his back, had a good relationship with the thief Hope. He did not react to Hope's bullying of him, but was somewhat supportive.

Archer Sheridan, a mid-level professional other than Sanger and Thorndike, has a normal relationship with the others. He seems to have an intimate relationship with Archer Solly. He is a little disgusted with Solly and Hope's mocking of him, but

Not opposed to it.

In less than half an hour, Art had figured out the personalities and some habits of these people. However, he had not encountered a battle, so he did not know what the strength of these people was.

Art lowered his head and glanced at Hope and Solly, who were still mocking him, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"In this world where force is paramount, how do these two people survive until now..."

In just half an hour, even Art, who has an extremely patient personality, had his sense of these two people dropped to the lowest point.

Although he initially planned to use this team to leave Syndila Town and find an excuse to leave halfway, but now...

Teach these two a lesson they will never forget, right?

Looking at the "cowardly" Art who lowered his head, Hope's lips curled up. This kind of businessman's kid is really weak.

"I heard from people in Hawke's Tavern that this little guy is the son of a businessman?"

Maybe... we can get another gold coin from him?

Hope, who was just a small town thief in the past, has not very good habits. Even when he enters the town, he often commits theft and extortion.

With this thought in his mind, Hope leaned towards Art.

He planned to pry out this kid's origins and then see if he could get anything good out of him.

The son of a businessman who can carry more than a dozen gold coins with him?

The family must have a lot of money.

"Hey - brother." Hope hugged Art's shoulders, feeling the trembling of his body, and listening to the sound of crows flapping their wings and flying away, he smiled and said, "Where did you come from?"

"I...I..." Art was stunned, looking at the smile on the other person's face, and then thinking about the other person's identity, he immediately understood the other person's plan.

Want to get something from me?

"I...I'm from..." Looking at Hope's expression, Art replied a little at a loss, "I'm from Derud Town, which is in Dullard County."

side!"

"Oh~Dullard Town..." Hope nodded clearly. Dullard County is a county located to the east of Glora County. It is richer than Glora County, and

Dilude Town seems to be north of Glora Town?

He has lived for thirty years and has never left Glora County. Although he has heard from some people that this town exists, he has never been there.

Hearing Art's words, others couldn't help but look over, especially Nortonk. He laughed loudly and pushed Hope away from Art's side: "Derud Town! The captain and I have been there.

!The black ale there is better than the one at Glora!"

Hope gritted his teeth after being pushed away, but looking at Nortonk's tall figure and strong muscles, especially the giant ax that was taller than him, he still didn't say anything and stayed away from the two of them.

"Yes, really?" Art was stunned. He didn't expect that Nortonk had also been to Dilude Town. He also heard about it from the mouth of the businessman in Ferro Town.

But yes, there are also many commissions for mercenaries and business bodyguards, so it is not too unusual to go to Dilude Town.

Too many words lead to mistakes. Art immediately planned not to talk about the town of Delud, and also found an excuse: "I, I haven't drunk..."

"Oh, hell, a man! He has never drunk before!" Nortonk slapped him hard on the shoulder, making him scream in pain, "How can you do it without drinking?"

After saying that, he let go of his hand and shook his head, with an expression of "You are terrible."

Art rubbed his shoulders and took a breath of air.

Yes, this guy is too strong.

At this time, the black crow, which was scared away by Hope's move of putting his arm around his shoulder, landed back on his shoulder.

Nortonk, who was still standing next to him, saw the black crow and his eyes lit up:

"Hey kid, how about you lend me your black crow?"

After saying that, he reached out to grab it.

A cold light flashed in Art's eyes. This black crow was very important to him at this stage. How could he lend it to others?

"Glora, fly away! Don't let them catch you! Stay away from me, just hang far behind!"

With the command, the already nimble Black Crow sped up even more. Before Nortonk's palm touched it, its body was lifted half a meter.

After that, everyone saw the crow fly away without looking back.

"Oh, that's really bad!" Nortonk was surprised, then turned and left without any intention of apologizing to Art.

The same goes for everyone else in the team. Solly was touching the quiver on her back, eager to try.

Hope smiled, looked at Art, with a gloating smile on his face, and whistled:

"Hey! Poor little guy, your bird is gone—"

Solly next to her heard this and glanced at Art's lower body: "Who knows? I guess it's not easy to use in the first place?"

The sarcasm filled with obscene words is even more unpalatable.

"Okay." Sheridan glanced at the "shy and angry" Art, clapped his hands, and stopped the two of them from ridiculing, "Hope, take out the map, immediately, if you don't want to spend the next three days

If I entrust all the security tasks to you."

"Okay, no problem." Hope raised his hands to express surrender, and then took out a curled piece of something that looked like some kind of animal fur from the small cylinder at his waist.
Chapter completed!