A foreigner's journey

Sword of fire?

Griffith's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. As the leader of the rising star [Eagle Group] in the mercenary world, he naturally collected various rumors about the mercenary world.

You must know that mercenaries are people who like to drink and make trouble in their free time or gather in groups to brag. The rumors that are born from the bar and the wine table are mostly the dreams of drunkards. Among these dream talks, the legend of the Fire Sword Mercenary Group is not so crazy.

Twelve knights fought against the Yoda Empire's legions backed by the fortress, killing the enemy generals and defeating the enemy's army without anyone being injured. Regarding such crazy rumors, Griffith would rather believe in such far-fetched legends and anecdotes as the so-called immortal legendary mercenary [Immortal Zod].

The evidence is that the so-called Sword of Fire did not have any records spread after the fortress attack and defense, and no one saw this group of knights again, as if they disappeared from the world.

Sure enough, some madman or drunkard made up the fictitious mercenary while half asleep, right?

Griffith had always thought so until just now.

Looking at the young man in black robe who appeared in front of him and claimed to be the chief staff officer of the Fire Sword, Griffith felt heart palpitations for no reason. That is the 'inspiration' that can only appear when you are facing thousands of troops and you can never match them.

This person in front of me is very dangerous!

Turning his gaze to Heather's face, even Griffith, who was usually known for his calmness, couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Different from his feminine feminine appearance, the other party's appearance is extremely 'handsome'. In terms of appearance alone, there is not even the slightest fault from any angle.

Looking at the subordinates next to him, they all looked at the young man in black robes in a daze. Casca's face turned red involuntarily. It was obvious that the other man's face was extremely lethal to women.

Wait, if you use this person's face, is it possible to win over the princesses or queens of those big countries to pave the way for your own ambitions? Thinking of this, weeds kept growing in Griffith's heart.

I want to get this person and make him his wing! From a young age, as long as you want something, you must get it. Even if it is an unattainable dream like 'the son of the poor builds a country', the person in front of you will not be an exception!

"Consultant of the Fire Sword?"

Griffith put the sword back into the scabbard on his waist, clamped it gently and then rode slowly towards Heather:

"First of all, I want to thank you for the invitation, but as you can see, I am the leader of the Eagle Group. Naturally, it is impossible for me to abandon these loyal companions and join your Fire Sword."

"Oh, the recruitment failed, what should we do? I will get scolded when I go back." Even so, Heather didn't sound anxious at all, and his lazy smile showed that he didn't care about the recruitment failure at all.

Then he looked at Gus: "Hey, kid over there, are you interested? The Sword of Fire will admit you to join us as an exception?"

Guts's expression was more serious when he recruited him, and it seemed that his previous recruitment of Griffith was just a tack-on.

Gus was stunned for a moment, then took a step back, raised his sword and stood ready. Obviously, he was very wary of this young man in black robe and had no intention of joining him.

Griffith felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Both Gus and Heather were the new members of the Eagle Group that he had determined in his heart, but both of them ignored him. This offended Griffith, who had never experienced failure since he was in the spotlight.

Clang! He suddenly pulled out his knight's sword and rushed towards Heather on horseback. He planned to directly injure Heather and capture her. He also treated Gus in the same way, and then slowly tried to figure it out.

But the white war horse under him that he had been with for many years neighed in fear. He just rushed forward a few steps out of habit and then stopped and refused to move even half a step forward.

Griffith angrily pinched the horse's belly several times and found that it had no effect. He had to look up at Heather, only to find that the young man in black robe was missing.

"You want to take away good things when you see them. In my opinion, you are no different from those naughty boys."

Heather's voice came from the distance. Everyone turned around and found that Heather had appeared not far from Gus at some point. She was walking swaggeringly among the grass carrying a long wooden stick, and her tone was lazy:

"The Eagle Group? For you, it is just a tool to realize your ambition. From this point of view, your Eagle Group is essentially different from our Fire Sword."

"You bastard! Pretending to be a fool!" The surrounding mercenaries of the Eagle Group were furious when they saw their respected leader being humiliated. They all raised their weapons and slashed at Heather.

But Heather simply swung the wooden staff in a circle, and all the incoming weapons that she encountered were turned back intact, poking into her master's body with the same strength and angle.

Blood splattered and screams came one after another.

No one could stop Heather for even a second. They could only watch helplessly as this strange man in black robe walked not far in front of Gus and looked him up and down.

Gus felt his scalp numb, and he immediately swung his giant sword and pointed it at Heather. He did not act rashly, not out of kindness, but because he did not dare. Gus felt like a frog facing a giant python.

"Well... take a closer look. It turns out that he has great potential. He is a genius no less than Jack."

Heather rubbed her chin, as if she saw good material. He can be regarded as leaving behind the legend of 'teacher of telekinesis' in many worlds. He has taught as many disciples as Izanabi or Nitro, so he can naturally tell who has the talent to cultivate telekinesis.

The Gus in front of him is an extremely outstanding telepathy user. As long as he gets proper guidance and practice, he will definitely be able to develop brilliant telepathy abilities.

Likewise, Griffith is a unique genius. In Heather's opinion, the opponent is either a change type or a trait type. Well, the trait system is more likely.

Looking at the other people around us, although mediocrity accounts for the vast majority, there are also sporadic talents among them.

Although the dark-skinned girl Casca is not as good as Gus and Griffith, she still has the ability to practice telekinesis and is more likely to be released.

In addition, there is a man with pigtails who is holding several throwing knives and aiming at the back of his neck and other vital parts, a typical manifestation type.

An unusually tall man with squinted eyes has picked up a very huge mace, um, enhanced type.

Oops, seeing so many good seedlings, Heather felt that her habit of being a teacher was coming back again, and she really wanted to catch a few and train them hard to see what kind of fruits they could bear.

Thanks to Yesah Liuda for the 5,000 starting coins.

Thanks to Oregon Duck Zhao Tiezhu for the reward of 1500 starting coins