A foreigner's journey

Without the leader of the gray knight Buckison, and the city gate breached, the castle soon fell under the iron hooves of the siege army.

At the other end of the castle, the mercenaries and soldiers guarding the city gradually moved away, leaving only their own flags fluttering in the wind. The leading knight finally breathed a sigh of relief. It took three months to finally capture the castle. In this way, his status in the country of Lana will definitely rise, and he will even be rewarded by the king.

Looking at the mercenaries gathered around the city wall to rest and chat, the leader knight reluctantly had to face the fact that it was time to pay these hyenas.

Malicious default? Don't be kidding, even behemoths like the Kingdom of Mitland or the Yoda Empire would not do such a thing. On the one hand, it is limited by the knight's code and face, and on the other hand, if you dare to default on the mercenary dues, The salary you receive means that you will no longer get the assistance of mercenaries.

Think about it, both armies are evenly matched and have 3,000 soldiers. You don’t get additional assistance from mercenaries, but the other party spends money to hire 500 mercenaries. Which side will the balance of victory tilt to?

Therefore, no matter how reluctant the leader knight is, he cannot show it on his face and has to pay these mercenaries with a smile. Of course, the salary payment must strictly abide by the calculation of military merit. The financial officer under the leader knight is dedicated to this bowl of rice.

Soon, it was the black-haired boy's turn to receive his salary.

"You are... Gus, right? This is half a year's salary and this bonus, please click on it."

The black-haired boy known as 'Gus' took the money bag handed by the leader knight, silently opened the bag and began to count the gold coins one by one.

The leader knight was still looking for words. It was obvious that he was very fond of Gus and wanted to draw him into his camp as a guard:

"It's amazing. Although it was a fluke, it's amazing that a little guy like you was able to kill Buckison."

Seeing that Gus ignored him, the leader of the knights could only continue to find a topic: "How about it? Do you want to try to officially join my subordinates? I won't treat you badly. The salary is three times the current amount, and I will also tax you. It’s not impossible to be a trainee knight. For a lone mercenary like you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... What are you doing?"

He thought he had given him a sufficiently attractive and preferential treatment, but the knight discovered that Gus was just minding his own business, holding the gold coin between his teeth and biting it, as if he was testing the authenticity.

Putting the gold coins back into his purse, Gus stuffed the purse into his diagonal pocket and turned to leave: "The contract ends today, right? Even if I stay here, it seems there will be no war."

With that said, he walked towards the distance.

Even though the leader knight tried every means to persuade him to stay, Gus still didn't look back. Finally, looking at the figure gradually disappearing, the leader knight was so angry that he yelled:

"Idiot! Bastard! How shameless! A lowly guy like you only deserves to die in vain on a battlefield somewhere!"

No one noticed that a figure in black robe quietly followed Gus from a distance.

After most of the day, as dusk approached, a large number of mercenaries were unloading their equipment and repairing on the spot on a hillside.

They are the Eagle Group. After evacuating the castle, they are going to find a new business in a war-prone area. Prior to this, the regiment leader Griffith ordered that the repairs be made on the spot.

At this time, a sharp-eyed mercenary spotted a familiar-looking guy walking leisurely on the road in the distant wilderness.

"Hey, someone is here." He greeted his companions.

Several other companions came over: "Oh, it's the bastard who killed Bajixun. How come he is in a place like this? As a mercenary of the victorious side, normally they will repair in the castle for two days before setting off, right?"

"It doesn't matter. The war is over and the relationship is no longer hostile." A companion shook his head and prepared to go back to sleep.

"Idiot!" At this time, Gorkas, the captain of ten, came over and hugged the shoulders of his two companions, and said with a smile: "That guy must have a lot of bonuses for killing Bachson, so he hurriedly Get away in a hurry. How about it, Griffith!"

As he spoke, Gorkas looked at Griffith, who was lying on the grass not far away.

After taking off his eagle-beak helmet and armor, Griffith revealed his true face. He was a young man with long, slightly curly silver hair. He had a face that was more beautiful than a woman. He was currently resting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. repose. Upon hearing Gorkas's inquiry, he said calmly:

"...As you like."

Gorkas was overjoyed and immediately summoned his men to attack Gus and seize his salary.

Before leaving, Casca laughed at him: "Gorkas, you can't kill that guy."

"I also planned to defeat Bakison and make a name for myself. I can't bear to be beaten by a guy with unknown origins. I can't stand it. Just wait and see, that kid's head belongs to me!"

After saying that, Gorkas took his men to prepare war horses, armor and weapons.

On the wilderness, the green grass ripples like ocean waves in the wind. Scattered stones stand among the grass. Occasionally, you can see the ruins of ancient ruins covered with moss.

In Gus' opinion, no matter how beautiful the scenery here is, it cannot be eaten. He needs to find the next battlefield, which is the most suitable place for a mercenary like him to survive.

Suddenly, he was startled and looked up at the hills next to him.

I saw a group of heavily armed cavalry rushing towards me from the top of the hillside, with such momentum... They wanted to rob and kill me, they were thieves!

Gus didn't panic. He took off his satchel and threw it aside, holding the hilt of the giant sword behind him. One, two, three...six cavalry can solve it!

A cavalryman took the lead and charged towards Gus with a long sword. He simply turned sideways to avoid the direct attack. Gus did not hesitate to swing the giant sword and cut down the attacker, both man and horse, to the ground.

Then he rolled on the spot to avoid the flail swung by another burly cavalryman. The edge of the flail cut a bloody mark on his face. The giant sword drew a semicircle from bottom to top, and the arm of the burly cavalryman holding the flail was cut. Cut it off directly.

The other cavalrymen, including the mastermind Gorkas, were astonished and rode around nearby, daring not to approach. They were shocked by Gus's undisguised ferocity.

At the top of the hill, the members of the Eagle Group no longer rested. They looked down at the bloody farce and talked about it.

"Hey, Dan was killed! Al's hand was also..."

"What's going on? Why is Gorkas cowering when he proposes to rob and kill him?"

"Want to help?"

"Who are you helping? Gorkas? That kind of coward, let's forget it."

At this time, Gorkas was still trying his best to persuade his teammates to attack, but they did not want to be cannon fodder and started arguing with him.

Seeing this opportunity, Gus immediately swung his giant sword and rushed towards Gorkas, like a young wolf under siege, showing his fangs without fear.

At the critical moment, a sudden arrow forced Gus back.

I saw the dark-skinned girl Casca riding on a horse with a light crossbow in one hand and a long sword in the other. Griffith asked her to come over to support Gorkas. Casca did not want to disobey Griffith even if she was reluctant. Faith's orders.

Although she is a woman, Casca's swordsmanship is far superior to Gorkas and others.

Throwing away the light crossbow in her hand, Casca swung her sword and fought with Gus at high speed. The sword blades constantly collided with each other, making harsh sounds. Gus silently kept swinging the giant sword, attacking Casca with a brave attitude, and the latter could only resist with all his strength.

What a powerful force! Casca even felt that the palm of her hand holding the sword was getting numb. The opponent's strength was no joke. What kind of monster was it?

The surrounding mercenaries were also very surprised. Among the Eagles, Casca's swordsmanship was second only to the leader Griffith. This was also the key to why she, as a fifteen-year-old girl, could still hold down her other companions. reason. But now, someone can actually completely suppress Casca in a battle?

Bang! Swinging the giant sword down again, Casca was knocked off balance by the force and fell backwards.

Gonna die! Seeing Guts raising the giant sword mercilessly, Casca knew clearly in her heart that her death was coming.

Clang! A spear penetrated deeply into the ground between Gus and Casca from far to near.

Only then did Gus notice that a knight wearing white armor and an eagle-beak helmet was riding a horse, looking at him from a distance.

A very strong guy, Gus became alert and tightened his grip on the giant sword in his hand.

"Can you put the sword away?" Griffith asked.

Gus remained silent, instead raising his giant sword and taking a stance.

"...Can't you?" Griffith also pulled out the knight's sword from his waist.

The moment Griffith drew his sword, Guts rushed forward like a hungry wolf, raised his giant sword and struck Griffith hard.

Clang——! !

For the first time, someone easily received Guts' giant sword blow! With only a light knight's sword, Griffith was able to hold up the heavy blow from Guts' giant sword.

The friction between the blades of the swords produced a tooth-breaking creaking sound and sparks.

Suddenly, the two people retreated backwards at the same time, and then looked in the same direction.

Not only Gus, but also Griffith, who had always been indifferent and arrogant, showed cautious eyes for the first time.

Many mercenaries of the Eagle Group were puzzled. They followed the gazes of the two men and discovered that there was a young man in black robe squatting on the top of the moss-covered ruins of the ancient ruins on the side. He was watching with a smile. Watching them.

The black robe wraps up the whole body, and the hood covers most of the face, only exposing the chin, and squats on the top of the building at leisure.

"Oh my, why don't you continue fighting? Did I disturb your good mood?"

Heather held a long wooden traveling staff in her arms, with her remaining left arm resting on her knees, holding her chin in one hand:

"Or do I need to pay a viewing fee? Don't ask for too much, okay? My princess is very stingy."

"Who are you?"

Griffith waved his hand to stop some of his subordinates who were about to move, looked at Heather from a distance on his horse, and asked loudly.

Heather chuckled: "Nobody, not worth mentioning."

"Your skills are not like those of a nobody." Griffith stared at Heather with sharp eyes: "Is something wrong?"

"That's right. After all, it's the job assigned to me by the princess. I can't just run back and recover without doing anything, or I'll get scolded."

Heather tilted her head:

"On behalf of the mercenary group to which I belong, I would like to extend an invitation to you. I wonder if you are interested?"

Needless to say, everyone already understood who the [two] men in black robes were referring to - Griffith and the black-haired boy.

Griffith was not worried: "Before recruiting, shouldn't you declare your family status first?"

"That's right, I'm rude. Let me introduce myself again, Chief Staff Officer of the Fire Sword Mercenary Group, Heather."

Heather stood up from the top of the ruins of the ancient ruins, took off her hood to reveal her unparalleled handsome face, and bowed slightly:

"Please give me more advice."