,!

The officer whom Ferguson called Lord Erwin raised his hand, shutting up the former head of the rhino mercenary group who wanted to continue to speak to Doug.

Erwin turned to Doug and said, "You can call me Major Jeremin Erwin. I am currently serving on the Army Staff of Arda."

Doug stood up against the wallpaper, nodded heavily to the major in front of him, "Lord Erwin!"

He knew that the cumbersome etiquette of noble officers in other places was not used much in Arda's army.

At this time, he began to carefully observe the officer in front of him. He had short dark chestnut hair, thick and thick eyebrows, shallow eye sockets, and piercing eyes in them—the eyes of the Arda soldiers Doug had seen were very Spirited - not very tall, but very stocky.

Erwin said: "Let me explain the purpose of calling you here. Just now, I just mentioned it briefly to Captain Ferguson, and did not explain the specific reasons in detail, so please listen to the following carefully. if."

Ferguson put away his arrogance when facing Doug, and immediately changed into an obedient elementary school student.

Erwin paced slowly in the office, and introduced unhurriedly: "A month ago, a war broke out in Jiaowan, and the two sides of the war were the coastal countries headed by the Jiaowan Alliance and the An inland country headed by the Jiaowan Church."

"Oh hoo, are they finally fighting?"

Ferguson couldn't help asking gloatingly.

Doug scolded secretly, why didn't you fight earlier. With his sensitive sense of war, he felt that some conflicts would break out under such high pressure a few years ago-of course the mercenaries couldn't wait for it.

It's just that the conflict did not come for a long time, so I took over the business from the Northwest Gulf, but I didn't expect to overturn the car here.

You guys fought a few years ago. Uncle Doug, I was still happy on the battlefield in Jiaowan and Huajie. As for shoveling charcoal every day in this place that I have never heard of before?

"Before I continue to explain," Erwin suddenly stopped, looked at the two and asked, "I need to figure out, if you are still working as mercenaries in Jiaowan, which party will you accept? It represents freedom. The Horn League and his allies, or the church representing the Faith and his servants?"

"Ha, my lord." Ferguson grinned and answered first: "Freedom, faith, can those things be eaten? Of course, whoever offers the highest price will fight the war."

Ferguson's answer made Doug vigilant. It seems that these years of prison life have not changed this guy who looks reckless but has a delicate mind.

According to Doug's own judgment, Lord Erwin was testing them.

Especially attitudes towards religion.

Doug also replied immediately: "We are mercenaries, my lord. Money is our only pursuit, and profit is our highest guide. But..."

His eyes blinked a few times, but he didn't continue talking.

"alright, I got it."

Erwin continued to pace up and down in front of the two of them.

"You should know that there is a very developed maritime trade in the northwest bay, and Jiaowan is an extremely important node on the maritime trade line. Our government and businessmen have a lot of investment there-goods, shops, coins, etc. .”

"But now!" he suddenly raised his voice, "a sudden war has threatened these properties. Although we are 110% sure of the moral level of the people of Jiaowan, no matter how simple the folk customs are, there are always black sheep and fish in troubled waters." not to mention the existence of gangsters, not to mention the fact that we must consider the worst-case scenario - the wealth is looted by the chaos on both sides."

"Our lord—the far-sighted Lord Paul Greiman—believes that the Northwest Gulf should have a considerable deterrent force in the Horn Bay to protect our legal property from coveted and violated by those lawless people."

"so!"

Erwin's eyes rest on Doug for a moment, then on Ferguson.

"The staff ordered me to find suitable candidates to go to Jiaowan to build such a force."

Erwin's voice has not yet fallen.

"My lord, I am willing to serve Graham-sama!"

"My lord, I am more willing to serve Graham than him!"

Doug and Ferguson scrambled to make a statement, then glared at each other, completely seeing each other as rivals.

As soon as Erwin said what he said just now, Doug and Ferguson understood what they were looking for.

Aldo was sending them—or some of them—back to the Horn to protect his property.

It’s right to think about it. The northwest bay and Jiaowan are thousands of miles away. Is the ground snake a more suitable candidate?

what does that mean?

free!

Once selected, you can return to your familiar hometown and familiar battlefield!

Isn't that the birds return to the sky, and the fish return to the sea?

"Don't rush to get excited!"

Seeing how the two expressed their opinions, Erwin smiled unabashedly.

"The premise of letting you return to Jiaowan is based on the premise that you must be loyal to Lord Graeman."

The two people in front of him rushed to answer immediately.

"I am willing to pledge my allegiance to Lord Graman!"

"I am more willing to serve Graham than him!"

"My allegiance does not come with any preconditions - no territory, no title of knight."

"I promise to be more loyal than the daydreaming **** next to me."



The leaders of the two mercenary regiments expressed their loyalty to Earl Greiman like a bet.

"Two."

Erwin cut off their speech.

"It's just that the loyalty spoken by the mouth is unreliable, and the empty and weak oath can't bind anything."

The two said in unison: "We signed a contract Jiaowan is too far away from us, and the contract can't guarantee anything."

Doug: "What do you mean, Lord Erwin?"

Erwin grinned, and said with some malice: "Use your Jiaowan method."

"Our method in Jiaowan?"

The two were stunned for a moment, and then realized, "You...you mean, give us...give us..."

Erwin put away his smile and said in a serious tone: "Yes, your body will be imprinted with the Earl's brand. Only in this way can your loyalty be guaranteed."

There was a sudden silence in the room.

"Uh...Master Erwin, can't we discuss this further?"

"Hmph!" Erwin asked sarcastically, "Aren't you the de facto slaves of Graham?"

These words hit the two of them like sharp arrows.

Heartbroken!