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Milon who was walking right at the back carried a big bag of rations on his back. Lan Feng was surprised by this young man, who had an extremely introverted and sturdy body. Because his family was poor, he had never cultivated battle qi before. However, according to Shawk, his true battle power was even stronger than his, the leader. In other words, it was very rare for him to actually reach Red Stage with just the strength of his muscles.

MerLin followed beside Lan Feng, leaving her horse behind for Bonin Village. Although she was reluctant to give up on their only method of transportation, but she understood that with their current situation, horses were just a burden.

From their conversation along the way, Lan Feng roughly understood Shawk's situation. He was born in a civilian family in a small town in Empire of Sarn. Ever since he was young, his family held great expectations for him and his family situation was still acceptable, so he was allowed to study at the school in the town. However, that was just an ordinary town after all, and its skills were too limited, so it was impossible to learn anything useful.

Two years ago, he could no longer bear the extreme poverty of the academy. Leaving the small town, he wholeheartedly wanted to wander around and learn stronger abilities. In these two years, he had done a lot of work and also tried to improve his battle qi ability. However, those profound battle qi belonged to either some families or were taught by the Higher Education Academy. Since he didn't have the money to enter the Higher Education Academy, by chance, he came into contact with the mercenary industry, and immediately fell in love with it.

However, when he joined a mercenary group, he was just a small pawn. Not only was he unable to learn anything useful, he was often called around by others. He was just like a dog. He left the mercenary group, unwilling to be beneath others. He began to search for people to form his own mercenary group.

Once, he passed by a village and met Milon. Seeing that Milon was very strong, he used his perfect tongue to drag him out of his house. The two of them went from one city to the other, mainly because they were looking for talented people to invite them. Occasionally, they would help some of the people that could not afford to hire mercenaries to complete some small missions, earning some pocket money, until they met Lan Feng and MerLin in Bonin Village.

Lan Feng pondered about whether he should speak of his own matters. In the end, his mind recalled his grandfather's warning and Sang Xi's words before he left, but he endured it and asked: "I don't really understand the mercenary group, can you explain it in more detail?"

Shawk thought for a while, before eating a few mouthfuls of the steamed bun in his hands, and said: "The mercenary group is a very special group, there are big and small, it can reach thousands of people, and the small ones only have a few people. As long as there's a Guild Leader, Vice Guild Leader and members, they can form a mercenary group. There were countless large and small mercenary groups, but all of them had a superior member, the Mercenary Union. Of course, Mercenary Union is only responsible for issuing missions, handing in missions, evaluating the ranks of mercenary groups and so on. He does not really have the authority to manage these mercenary groups. "

"Mercenaries have their own nationality but are not loyal to their own country. They rarely participate in wars, so they are relatively free. For example, it was very difficult for a citizen of the Empire of Sarn to enter the Beast God Alliance, and it was very possible that he would be treated as a spy. Mercenaries could travel in any country on the continent. As long as they didn't violate the basic rules of being a mercenary, they wouldn't be restricted too much. It is because of the mercenary's speciality that the quality of the mercenaries is so low. They don't pay for meals, steal goods, or even join forces with outsiders to rob or extort their own customers. They have everything. "

Lan Feng could not believe that such a lawless person could exist. He asked in shock: "Do they really not care about this kind of behavior in the country?"

Shawk could also tell that he was one of those people who knew very little about the outside world. He did not seem to be upset, and explained with a wry smile: "Who cares? Who cares? They've been doing this for too long, and they're good at it. They won't leave any evidence. Furthermore, they will not really break any law, and will not commit murder or arson like the assassins. In addition, the mercenary company's overall strength is not weak either, so the country will have no choice but to close their eyes. "

MerLin almost said the wrong thing again as she stuck out her tongue and laughed tenderly: "I heard father say that some large mercenary groups can reach up to ten thousand troops and experts are as common as the clouds. Some countries have even bestowed titles upon them!"

Shawk nodded his head, his eyes full of desire, and muttered: "The three big mercenary groups leaders on the continent are all Blue Stage Expert, there are already tens of thousands of warriors under their command, some countries even bestowed them the title of Count. If only I could do that one day, I … "

Looking at his intoxicated expression, Lan Feng suddenly had another question in his mind: "It seems that joining a mercenary group is a pretty good choice. Not only can it allow one to train everywhere, it can also allow one to come into contact with many strange things, which is even more beneficial to one's training. However —

A question appeared. He looked at Shawk who was fantasizing and said apologetically: "How about we go to the Dragon Wind Empire? "Go there and develop your mercenary group."

Shawk was startled, then he looked at him with a gaze full of meaning, then looked at MerLin and laughed: "I understand, you guys hehe, it doesn't matter, since you're mercenaries, you're the same everywhere. The Mercenary Union has branches in every slightly bigger city on the continent, maybe you don't know yet? The Mercenary Union's headquarters was located in the Dragon Wind Empire. In fact, it would be better to be able to develop there. However, I am still a member of the Empire of Sarn, so my strength is not that great. It would be difficult to get close to that place.

Hearing him agree, Lan Feng was naturally overjoyed. She then asked in confusion, "You just said that you know why we want to go to Dragon Wind Empire?"

"You guys …" Shawk laughed, lowered his voice, and said, "It's elopement, I know, you nobles' marriages are all forced by your own will, elopement is the best!"

"You …" Lan Feng could not speak, he was angry and anxious.

"You're courting death!" "Fire Dragon!" MerLin's delicate little face was flushed red, the staff that contained boundless power was filled with violent fire elements.

But this time Shawk didn't foolishly try to block it, and after he finished saying those words to Lan Feng long ago, he was already screaming as he ran far away. On the surface, MerLin looked shy, but she was actually a little happy in her heart, unlike the last time when she was really going to beat him up.

One of them was chasing, the other running. The sounds of their laughter echoed in the air, spreading far and wide. As Lan Feng looked at the two people chasing after him, a smile emerged on his face. The gloominess in his heart was immediately reduced by more than half.

Even though MerLin's strength was only second to Lan Feng's, she had magic power after all, and her stamina was too poor. In the past, when Lan Feng was alone, he could easily walk more than three hundred Li in a single day. Now that he was together with the three of them, he was thankful for being able to walk thirty Li.

When night fell, Lan Feng sat in front of the bonfire that was ignited with fire magic. He had no choice but to state his current situation, "If it's like this, we don't know when we'll be able to reach Dragon Wind Empire."

"Who told you to leave the horse? Isn't it your fault? " MerLin pouted, his face filled with unhappiness.

"But there's only one horse." Lan Feng laughed bitterly and said: "You must know, although I don't need to ride a horse, the three of you need it. Even if it was a good horse, it wouldn't be able to carry three people. Unless we can get more horses, and horses need good fodder, and let them graze all day long. "

Shawk curled his lips, and said indifferently: "What's wrong with that? You don't want to be seen. I'll buy it. Tomorrow, we'll find a nearby town. It's a very simple matter. "

Lan Feng smiled slightly. With Shawk's help, he could resolve many things that he did not understand smoothly. Suddenly, the sound of galloping horses came from afar, causing both MerLin and him to freeze.

Shawk saw through their expressions, and immediately whispered: "Lan Feng, MerLin, stay far away from the bonfire, don't let anyone see your appearances. "Lowering your head, I will deal with it!"

The two stood up and walked to a large tree not far away. Leaning against the tree, they pretended to lower their heads to sleep. On the other side, the sound of horse hooves could be heard. Five men wearing tight clothes and big horses were looking around.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Five sirs, what's the matter? It is my pleasure to serve you. " Shawk's smile was like that of an attentive pimp.

The leader of the mercenaries frowned as he spoke with a cold face, "Are you from the mercenary group?" Oh, you guys are too weak. Don't waste time. Did you encounter a youth around eighteen years old along the way? This is the one in the portrait. "

After he finished speaking, he took out a portrait, and on it was impressively drawn by Lan Feng!

Milon's eyes were wide open as he muttered, "This is …"

"Isn't this the guy I saw a few days ago?" Shawk took over and fiercely glared at Milon. Milon's brain was broken, but he was no fool, and immediately muttered: "Yes, yes, I met this guy a few days ago."

"You've all seen it before?!" The middle-aged man's face was full of excitement as he shouted: "Where did you meet him?" Which way did he go? "Speak!"

"The west."

"East."

Shawk and Milon said those two words at the same time with bitter faces, as if they had eaten Huang Lian. Lan Feng, who was leaning against a tree in the distance, almost vomited blood. This Milon who had a simple brain, if you don't say anything in the face of this kind of situation, with your intelligence, wouldn't you be even more busy?

"Bastard!" The middle-aged man then unsheathed the greatsword on his back and shouted coldly: "You are courting death! How dare you make fun of this noble one! I swear, you're all finished! "