Sword of Dawn

They saw the owner of this perspective shuttle in different worlds, sometimes leading an army to sweep across the battlefield, sometimes destroying the entire country alone, sometimes turning the tide to defend something, but sometimes destroying the entire planet. Under destructive flames, he fights, protects, destroys, creates, and does all of this with an almost bystander-like calm, as if it were all about accomplishing something. tasks, or simply entertainment itself in general.

This "feeling" is fused in the depths of the memory, and it is directly transmitted from the master of the perspective to the brain of every Eternal Sleeper bishop on the scene.

And every time this perspective switches the world, it is accompanied by the same scene: a scene of boundless starry sky, followed by the illusion of passing through the starry sky...

The bishops of the Eternal Sleeper trembled, letting the memory of that scene wash over their minds, they didn't dare to think about it anymore, but the memory was still playing-until the end, they saw the starry sky reappear, and As the starlight shifts, a star shimmering in the universe appears on the background, and the owner of the perspective rushes towards that star—its land is rapidly enlarged in the field of vision, and some details on the land are so It is familiar, so familiar that people dare not think about it.

But this time, the owner of the perspective seems to have turned his direction in the process of plunging towards the earth—the Bishops of the Eternal Sleepers saw the starry sky again, in the familiar starry sky that can be seen from the Loren Continent when looking up , They saw light spots one after another shuttling among the stars, and some kind of huge structure made of metal was hanging high in the sky, an incredible invisible effect was gradually covering the structure, making it disappeared from the eyes of the world.

So much for the memory fragments.

The illusion faded away like a tide, and everyone's sights were refocused. The consciousness of the bishops returned to this hall. They looked at each other in horror, and found that all their colleagues had been soaked in sweat.

No one took the initiative to speak, because everyone couldn't think of what to say at this moment. It was not until half a minute later that the illusory light and shadow in the center of the hall broke the silence: "Let the nightmare mentors waiting outside temporarily take over the eternal dream, the bishops convened An emergency meeting. Today's affairs must not be circulated."

Eternal Dreamland quickly completed the shielding and cutting of the information. After the entire hall became a safe and closed space, a white-robed bishop couldn't help but said: "The authenticity of the memory fragments..."

"There is no doubt about its authenticity. I have checked it myself," the voice of the Sleeping Pope sounded. "It is indeed a real memory, not a woven illusion—everything in the fragments is a real experience."

"The resurrection of Gawain Cecil is indeed fake..." Another white-robed bishop's voice trembled, "The one who woke up is not an ancient hero at all! In that body, there is a foreign, extraordinary Human, indescribable...existence!"

"What is his purpose? What will he do?"

"We can't figure out the rules... Those messy and broken memories, those scenes... There is almost no logic to be found! The 'inhuman thing' seems to be traveling through worlds, constantly changing its own body, sometimes ta It seems to be saving the world, sometimes it seems to be destroying it, even sometimes, ta is just wandering around in the world, that behavior has no purpose at all-we can't understand how an existence like that thinks! "

"Do those worlds really exist? Those...worlds that are so completely different from our world, do they really exist, or have they existed?"

"This has nothing to do with us. The biggest problem now is to figure out the 'inhuman thing' occupying Gawain Cecil's body, and figure out what he wants to do when he came to our world—"This time ’, does he want to destroy, protect, or just pass by? Or...he will make... more terrifying or weird behaviors that have never been seen in those memories?"

"It's impossible for him to be passing by!" A black-robed bishop who was more concerned about Ansu's situation suddenly said, "He chose to use the body of a founding duke as the carrier of 'this time', and also established a territory near the Dark Mountains , started pioneering and building like a mortal, there must be a purpose for doing so. And he also killed a Bishop of the Eternal Sleeper..."

"The bishop's rash actions caused the disaster," someone interrupted the black-robed bishop. "Of course, without his rash actions, we would not have obtained the current information."

"In short," the Pope suddenly spoke, and the scene immediately fell silent, everyone quietly listening to the Pope's voice echoing in their respective minds, "Perhaps we should use 'He' to refer to that inhuman thing... ..."

"Your Majesty, what action should we take?" A white-robed bishop asked cautiously, "No matter what that inhuman thing is going to do, it is a huge factor of instability. Should we consider..."

"Don't make a move!" The pope stopped this thought in an unprecedentedly severe tone, "The situation is very likely to get out of control!"

"But the body he is using now is just a mortal, maybe we can destroy his 'carrier' and exile him to the place where he came... Maybe even destroy him completely!"

A black-robed man standing opposite the bishop shook his head: "It's too risky. In those memories, we saw him travel through countless dangerous worlds. Those battlefields and desperate situations are more dangerous than any dangerous situation we have ever experienced. Terrifying, in some scenes, we can even see him falling down - but he never died, but can return to the battlefield again and again, which shows that destroying its carrier cannot cause effective damage to it, and even He can come back even if he is exiled. As for the seal... who can guarantee that the known sealing method will be effective for such an inhuman thing from outside the territory? If it fails, the consequences will be disastrous. And everyone must always remember one thing: what He The body used is just a 'carrier', and it may be replaced with a new one at any time, so any action on that carrier...is meaningless, but will only make us lose our only clue."

"There is one more important point," the person next to the black-robed bishop added, "Don't forget the scene we saw at the end of those memory fragments—there are more than one shuttle moving in the starry sky, and there are also There is a hidden steel palace still hanging among the stars, which means that the inhuman thing is probably not alone, it has its own kind and a lair, once we act rashly, it will attract more..."

The bishop didn't continue, but his meaning was quite clear. Everyone in the hall was aware of this hidden danger, so needles could be heard on the spot for a while.

The bishops suddenly felt that this situation was really weird, even so weird that people couldn't laugh or cry.

A group of heretics who are opposed to civilized society... are actually entangled in this kind of thing, entangled in how to deal with an "inhuman thing"-if this inhuman thing is really here to destroy the world, maybe they won't be entangled anymore, But the crux of the problem is that they simply don't understand what this inhuman thing is here for!

This caused the gang of cultists to fall into a huge state of bewilderment.

The Pope sighed—this was probably his first sigh since he transformed his life form.

I thought that the deciphering work had made great progress, and I could take this opportunity to understand the secrets of Gawain Cecil back then, and understand some truths about this world, but who would have thought that the memory fragments would reveal a completely unexpected The clues everyone expected...

Or...is this part of the truth of the world?

The phantom of the pope stirred up, ta shook the spiritual power, and sent his words into everyone's mind:

"Remember the lesson of the last 'contactee', don't act rashly, don't try rashly, observe carefully until we have more information, and then contact him carefully."

Chapter 0230 Aftermath and Turmoil

While the Sleepers regrouped and restarted their plans after the Stars Returning event, other groups that were also affected by this event and located outside the fringes of human civilization were individually calming down the dramatic chaos.

On the frontier islands and reefs in the eastern part of the endless sea, several tidal barriers were erected urgently. The powerful magic power formed a shield on the edge of the islands and reefs to replace the coastal defenses that were destroyed by huge waves before. Inside, the sons of the storm who had barely regained their vitality were busy day and night. They wanted to repair the magic circle on the island, rebuild the destroyed coastal buildings, and rescue food and herbs that hadn't been polluted or rotted. Before the storm hits, they must get these vital frontier features back up and running, at least to a level that is self-sustaining.

In an underground lair in Ansu, the druids of the Doom Society finally re-sealed the "body of false gods", but the massive biomass they consumed in the process could not be replenished in a short time , the new flesh and blood proliferation plan has begun to be implemented, and the Grand Priest, who was severely worn out in the incident, has returned to the depths of the crypt, entering a state of dormancy that may last a whole year.

In the deep sea, tens of thousands of Krakens lay neatly on the seabed, hiccupping and discussing how long the core fusion tower could run this time.

However, the mortal kingdoms on the continent of Loren don't know this. As the severe winter comes, calm is covering their kingdoms and empires - superficial calm.

Typhon Imperial Capital, Aldernan, Noble District.

It has been two months since I last saw the Earl of Winterhold. After hearing that the Northern Earl was about to leave the Imperial Capital, Grand Duke Ferdinand Wendell visited the Earl's mansion in the Imperial Capital again.

One is the most powerful duke in the empire, and the other is an earl located in the cold northern region of the empire. There is obviously a gap between the status and title of the two, but in fact everyone knows that the Archduke Ferdinand and the Earl of Winterhold have a close personal relationship-these two families They have been close allies many years ago. The Winter Wolf Legion controlled by the Wendell family is mainly stationed in the northwest border of the empire, which is adjacent to the hereditary fiefdom of the Earl of Winterhold. Half of the Winter Wolf Legion All the fighters are from the Winterhold area. The Winterhold family not only provides the Winter Wolf Legion with youth and strength, but also provides supplies for the latter for a long time. The Wendell family acts as the protector of the Winterhold family in the imperial power network. A relationship that hasn't changed for hundreds of years.

A mutual aid on the northern frontier battlefield 20 years ago established a personal friendship between Ferdinand Wendel and the current Earl of Winterhold Palin Winterhold, and their friendship has continued to this day.

Compared to the last time we met, the Earl of Winterhold looked more haggard. This powerful spellcaster probably hadn't had a good rest for many days and nights. His face was gray and his cheeks were sunken. It was usually very muddy, and Grand Duke Ferdinand had to worry about the health of his old friend first: "Are you okay? Palin? You seem to have not slept for three days and three nights!"

"Counting today, it is indeed the third day." The Earl of Winterhold sat in the large high-backed chair with a frown on his face. "I really can't sleep... Our emperor is getting more and more worrying."

"I heard that His Majesty rejected your proposal again, and ordered the Winterhold area to prepare for the war in the coming year...he..."

"Your Majesty has completely refused to listen to any words of dissuasion, no matter what you say or what I say," the Earl of Winterhold shook his head, "now is definitely not a good time to start an all-out war, my Duke, no one is as good as you and me." Know more about Ansu’s guarding family in the east, they are hard nuts to crack—indeed, the empire’s army is powerful, with brand-new tactics and better equipment, while Ansu is outdated and backward in this respect, but this does not mean that It doesn't mean we'll be free... at least, not yet."

"I am the same as you. We have never doubted that the power of the empire is enough to defeat the enemy, but the key lies in the price." Grand Duke Ferdinand frowned tightly, "However, our emperor seems to have lost his judgment in this regard. He... It's too aggressive."

"It's not just radical, duke, it's not just radical," the Earl of Winterhold's tone became serious, "I suspect...that crazy curse has already begun to affect His Majesty the Emperor."

Grand Duke Ferdinand's eyebrows twitched immediately: "What did you observe?"

He knew that the Earl of Winterhold was a powerful spellcaster and also a knowledgeable master in the mysterious field. He might be far superior to the opponent in terms of force, but in the field of magic and curses, there would not be too many people in the entire empire who could surpass the Earl of Winterhold. Many, he saw the magical light overflowing from his old friend's eyes, the latter's expression became heavy and solemn: "I haven't observed anything, but there are some doubts that can be detected without the participation of magic - the emperor Your Majesty is deliberately avoiding being watched by my "magic eyes". When we met, there were four royal mages standing beside him. The powerful magic interference made me unable to see anything, and this is precisely the most suspicious part .”

"Your Majesty knows something is wrong..." Grand Duke Ferdinand's breathing became a little short, "But he consciously prevented you from helping him?!"

"This is the most disturbing part - His Majesty consciously indulges his own madness, which is more terrifying than pure madness," the Earl of Winterhold looked into the eyes of Grand Duke Ferdinand, "I have lost His Majesty's trust, and he ordered me Return to the territory, and you are not allowed to step into the imperial capital unless you get a pardon, so now I can do nothing, only you can take action—you have to keep an eye on the palace, and prepare for the day when His Majesty will go completely crazy. According to me It is estimated that His Majesty still maintains most of his sobriety, but his personality has changed, so he can still be a qualified king when governing the country, but this state may not last for a few years..."

"I am loyal to His Majesty the Emperor," Grand Duke Ferdinand said suddenly. After finishing his sentence, he was silent for a few seconds before continuing to speak slowly. "But I am even more loyal to this country founded by the martyrs."

"That's what you would say," said the Earl of Winterhold, with a smile that soon became eccentric, "Speaking of the founding fathers... our decayed neighbor really stood up as a martyr ..."

Ferdinand Wendell's expression also became weird: "You mean... the rumored Grand Duke Gawain Cecil who came back from the dead? Do you believe that to be true?"

"Whether it's true or not, it's already an established fact, and according to the information I have and the results of several divinations, it's even more likely to be true," the Earl of Winterhold said seriously, "You should also get According to the information, the revived "pioneering hero" is currently in the dark mountains in the south of Ansu. He established a pioneering territory and tried to re-expand human civilization to the vicinity of the wasteland of Gondor. In the process, he also solved Several cult issues, these behaviors are obviously not for pleasure - if all this is really a lie made by Ansu, they don't need to play the trick to this extent, a resurrected founding hero was taken to the capital to act as a totem , It is most appropriate to use it to enhance the legitimacy of their illegitimate son dynasty."

"I did get the information. The pioneering hero's actions completely conformed to the historical description... It's just that this incident is still too unbelievable."

"Whether it's unbelievable or not, we have to take this into consideration as a variable," the Earl of Winterhold said seriously, "Now that cultists are rampant in Ansu, their nobles are struggling to solve these internal problems, which has also led to our His Majesty the Emperor is determined to take this opportunity to launch a war, and he has ordered the Winter Wolf Legion on the border to launch a new round of infiltration into Anzu, and some of the infiltration routes... are very close to the Dark Mountains."

The old duke knew immediately what the Earl of Winterhold wanted to say: "Andersa is there."

Andersa Wendell, the heir of the Wendell family, the daughter of Bud Wendell, the youngest wolf general in history, after her father Bud Wendell disappeared on the battlefield, this young and talented girl She grew up quickly, and she went to the battlefield as if she wanted to wash away the shame of her family's defeat at the border and avenge her father. She stood on the border where her father was once stationed, and that border was located in the southeast corner of Ansu ——It is very close to the territory of Silas Loren, the guardian of the east, and also very close to the Dark Mountains.

If His Majesty's order to infiltrate reaches the front line, Andersa will undoubtedly choose the Dark Mountains as the infiltration route—there is a dangerous polluted wasteland for most ordinary people, but it is dangerous for elite imperial soldiers. It is the way to advance, and it can also bypass the main defense line of the Ansu Eastern Defense Army. Ferdinand Wendel believes that if he is still in command of the Winter Wolf, he will choose this route himself.

"If they are unlucky, they will bump into the Duke Gawain Cecil. In this case, we would rather believe that all the legends about the Duke, including his resurrection, are true," said the Earl of Winterhold Sincerely said, "Andersa is a brave and powerful warrior. I have watched her grow to this day with my own eyes, but for the last legendary hero 700 years ago..."

"She should know how to measure. As a commander, she won't act personally..." The old duke frowned. Although he said so, he thought of his granddaughter's stubborn character, and how she treated Ann after her father disappeared. Su felt hatred, so he added at the end, "I will remind her not to act impulsively. She has powerful elf rangers under her command. I will remind her and let her send those who are more suitable to carry out the task." .”

The two talked for a long time, about the situation of the empire, about the border situation, about Ansu, about the revived pioneer hero, both of them understood very well—this might be the last time they met in the imperial capital of Aldernan.

After that, the Earl of Winterhold will return to his Winterhold, and Duke Ferdinand will not leave Aldernan at will. The two old friends on the battlefield who are no longer young know that time is precious, but time is limited after all.

The sun has gone down.

The lights of the imperial capital gradually came on, and looking at the illuminated city, Grand Duke Ferdinand standing in front of the carriage couldn't help but think of the legendary era - when human civilization fell into darkness, the descendants of the Gondor Empire lived in The era of pioneering and surviving on the barbaric wasteland.

At that time, the night was dark, but the heart was bright.

"Tell me, what will the revived Duke Cecil think after seeing this era?" He stopped in front of the carriage and turned to look at his old friend. The once fraternal nations of men...are preparing for war."

"...Probably disappointed in all of us."

Chapter 0231 Another Talent

Gao Wen was quite satisfied with the development of the territory after winter.

All construction projects are progressing smoothly, even faster than previously expected-the craftsmen actively use the magic net and basic runes as an auxiliary force and apply them in daily work, which directly promotes the development of the territory. The progress of most of the projects, and what made Gao Wen more gratified was the change in thinking reflected in the process: ordinary people began to realize the influence of the new "magic facilities" on their territories on their production and life, and He will adapt based on this, which is exactly what he wants to see in the territory.

Of course, this kind of change has not been popularized yet. People who can realize the convenience of magic in time and apply it in production and life are basically all kinds of craftsmen. These people originally had a relatively high status in civilian society. Wealthy class", they have more knowledge and experience in dealing with nobles, and some even can read and write, so they are naturally better than ordinary people in terms of thinking flexibility, and most of the common people except them... It may take some days to change my mind and integrate magic into my life.

In addition to the construction work, another thing that satisfied Gao Wen was the smooth start of business.

Driven by profit, the Kant Territory in the north and the Leslie Territory in the northwest completed the commercial connection with the Cecil Territory at the fastest speed. Potions and basic mining machines were continuously sent to customers, and they were exchanged for abundant money and business routes and intelligence that were more valuable than money.

For Amber, money seems to be more precious...

In the study of the lord's mansion, Gawain turned his head helplessly and glanced at the half-elf lady who was sucking her head into the cash box, sighed and said, "It's just the first batch of payment for mining equipment, why are you like this?" ——Those big boxes in the treasury in the mountain are not enough for you to suck?"

"This is different!" Hu Po pulled her head out of the pile of money at once, and looked at Gao Wen with her hips on her hips, "This is return money! It's earned back! It's paid back! The money destined to be spent is different!"

"I can't understand your worldview, but things like money are for spending. Only liquid gold coins are gold coins, and what is kept in the treasury can only be metal," Gao Wen shook his head, "And to be honest, The direct trading of precious metals is really too cumbersome, after the Cecil Chamber of Commerce has enough influence, we still have to consider the credit currency system..."

When Amber heard Gao Wen's words, her ears perked up immediately: "Is that what you said last time about using paper as money? And the process of buying things with cash? I don't want it!"

While talking, the half-elf looked longingly at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "The biggest dream in my life is to lie on a pile of gold coins and sleep. If you replace them with paper, what about my dream?" manage……"

"...It's not as simple as exchanging gold coins for paper, and you're a giant dragon, you don't have to panic if you sleep on a pile of gold coins," Gawain gave the guy a helpless look, then looked down at the paper in his hand. A report, "Well... that Patrick is indeed a talent, he has drawn up the list of the first batch of distributors and the initial market development plan, and based on the map I gave him, he has drawn a simple It's not easy, it's not easy."

Amber saw that Gao Wen didn't seem to intend to continue to bring up the topic of "exchanging gold coins for paper", so she sauntered over to the desk, glanced at the report in Gao Wen's hand, and slightly raised her pretty eyebrows: "Don't be so busy." Exaggerating, you should first think about how to gather the manpower on your side - I remember what you said, to use this commercial network as the skeleton to build a synchronous intelligence network, the businessman's question, Padraic It can be solved for you, but no matter how you say it, you have to set up a group of people who specialize in delivering information. You plan to spread out all the clerks you managed to get together in the territory, and spread them all over the southern border to serve as spies for you. ?”

While talking, she shook her head: "Let me tell you, if you really do this, Hetty will fight for you. She managed to train those apprentices and get enough assistants for herself. Who will follow now?" She wants someone to wield her staff like a Sabbath stick..."

Looking at the confident appearance of this half-elf, Gawain was sure that this guy had definitely been hit by the Sabbath stick two days ago.

He shook his head: "In the initial stage, this intelligence network did not need such a high-end staffing. It was not easy to train a group of clerks who could read and write in the territory. Let alone Hetty, I am not willing to put They sent out."

"Ah? Then how do you plan to organize intelligence personnel? Is it possible to rely on the businessmen fooled by Patrick? Or rely on the big soldiers trained by Byron and Philip? Let me tell you, those soldiers can fight well, but It's not in this business..."

Without waiting for Amber to finish speaking, Gao Wen interrupted her with a smile and raised his head: "I asked Pittman about it."

"Scary!" Amber shuddered all of a sudden, "What are you asking that old and unscrupulous..."

"You should know quite a few friends, right?" Gao Wen looked at Amber with a half-smile, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and began to read one by one, "The Pirates of the Southern Territory, the Queen of the Tavern, the owner of the bar and the card table. The ruler, the leader of the braggarts in the fields, the reaper of wallets and pockets, the co-lord of copper plates, silver coins, and gold coins, the self-proclaimed Chosen One of the Night, the one who never pours three barrels of ale, Hu... In short, he is super powerful... "

The half-elf lady jumped up halfway through Gawain's reading, and the second half of the title was finished by the half-elf thief desperately jumping up and down--obviously, Amber's height of 1.6 meters was higher than that of Gawain, who was more than two meters tall. It's not worth mentioning in front of a strong man, even if she has superb shadow talent, she can't wait to use her shadow steps when jumping up and down, but in the end she still couldn't snatch the note from Pittman...

"Who gave you the title above..." After reading, Gao Wen held Amber's head down, looking helplessly at the half-elf's blushing face, "You friends? Or yourself?" ?”

"It was started by someone else, and I got drunk myself." Seeing that she couldn't resist, Amber could only give Gao Wen a vicious look, and then turned her face away with a little embarrassment, "But can the God of the Night choose you? Don't add 'self-proclaimed', I really am..."

"Okay, okay, you are God's Chosen, you are God's Chosen," Gao Wen took his hands off Amber's head contentedly, and sat back behind the desk again, "Actually, I have been curious since the beginning, with your shadow talent , the ability to stealth, the level of stealth... Although some of these skills are not very pleasant to put on the table, it is undeniable that they are the way to survive in the 'gutter', and you who are superb in this regard, how could you not know some of them? Friends in the shadows—why didn't you say it in the first place?"

"You didn't ask at the beginning," Amber curled her lips, "And as you said, they are all gangsters, and few of them can get on the stage. When I traveled to the north and south in the early years, I even formed a group with them to make trouble. , but after settling down in Old Cecil Territory and having a relatively stable lifestyle, naturally I didn't deal with them much..."

"The more stable way of life you mentioned means changing from roaming around to committing crimes at a fixed location?"

"Yes yes yes~~"

Gao Wen: "..."

After a moment of embarrassment, he coughed dryly and pulled the topic back: "In a word, I need you to help me recruit a group of talents in this field. I don't care about their background and past. I only ask these people to be flexible, observant, and With enough money to maintain a minimum of loyalty and obedience, I want you to get these people to the territory and then conduct short-term training."

"As long as the money is enough..." Amber couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth when she heard Gao Wen's words, "You're really straightforward."

"No way, I have no choice," Gao Wen sighed, "It's not like you don't know the background of the Cecil Territory - more than 800 primitive citizens, nearly [-] exiles and slaves, this is the main structure of the territory's population In addition, the supply of talents hired and extradited by us in various ways is simply in short supply. It is impossible for me to pull an intelligence team from such a territory. And those people you know-their character may be There are problems, and the past may not be clean, but since they can survive, it proves that they have flexible minds and the ability to protect themselves, and they must be discerning in the environment in which they live. In this era, having these abilities Such people cannot be cultivated casually."

Starting from the "gutter rats" at the bottom of society in various places, and building the most primitive intelligence network, this is an idea that Gao Wen had a long time ago. He knew that those "gutter rats" were despised by the nobles and even the citizens. But he also knows that those who can survive in that social environment are born to be the best spies: they are alert but calm, cautious but bold, have good ears and eyes, are good at observing, and basically have their own information channels. Information channels are even one of their means of survival: mercenary adventurers walking around will be happy to buy information from gutter rats everywhere, as long as the money is available, the latter is the most reliable source of information.

These two groups of people, who are located at the margins of society and at the bottom of society, are a natural symbiotic relationship.

Of course, "gutter rats" also have a lot of disadvantages: they are weak, but they have almost nothing to do with kindness, they cannot have any noble sentiments, and they have no concept of loyalty. It is also possible to sell your secrets to others for money. This is a group of people who have almost no morals and discipline at all, because these two things are absolutely not used in their lives.

But Gao Wen didn't care - or, compared to the value of those people, he could completely accept this flaw.

The loyalty of these people can be bought with money, and that is enough, at least for now.

Chapter 0232 Tavern Queen Amber

To be honest, when Gawain first thought of forming an intelligence network based on middle- and low-level people, the first thing he thought of was not the thugs, thieves, and gangsters who wandered in the slums and back alleys, but the people that Byron Knight knew. Mercenary friend.

Knight Byron became a monk halfway. In his early years, he was a well-known mercenary leader who was active in the southern region. He had a small team and a wide network of connections. Gawain knew this, and he also knew that The opportunity for Knight Byron to swear allegiance to the Cecil family was a major setback in his mercenary career. It is said that he lost all his subordinates in that setback and almost died himself. Helping him, his life has long been at stake—now he is no longer a mercenary, but has obtained the status of a nobleman and become a knight by virtue of his personal strength and years of loyal service, but none of his connections back then have disappeared.

Rather, it is precisely because a mercenary entered the circle of nobles by chance that Knight Byron became more popular in the mercenary circle. No one would refuse the opportunity to establish a relationship with the nobles, even The declining aristocratic family is also a big money maker for the mercenaries who are in urgent need of business.

Gawain borrowed the mercenary connections of Knight Byron for several operations in the southern border, including the process of spreading news, recruiting refugees, and attracting business travelers. Those mercenary shadows were indispensable in the process of building an intelligence network. In the end, she chose to let Amber contact her "hunters and dog friends" back then.

He considered it from many aspects: First of all, in terms of loyalty, mercenaries and slum gangsters are almost the same. Their loyalty is based on money. In comparison, the "loyalty" of gangsters is even stronger. In order to be cheaper; secondly, in terms of well-informed, mercenaries are not as good as those "gutter rats", who hang out at the bottom of society, they need to be more discerning to survive, and they themselves are the source of information for many mercenaries; finally, One thing that is very unreliable about mercenaries is that the best of them are almost always inextricably linked with the nobles, and some senior mercenaries have even secretly become the shadows and informants of certain nobles— ——In fact, the eagle dogs that can be secretly supported by the nobles are the targets of many mercenaries, and the slum gangsters who are opposite to them... They can't get into the eyes of the nobles, and they are all "independent".

For Gao Wen, who needed to build a "clean" team, those gutter rats that would not belong to any faction were obviously more in line with his requirements.

As for those people's ability, discipline, obedience, loyalty, etc., they can be cultivated slowly. Knight Byron is an obvious example-he used to be a mercenary leader who wandered in the gray area lawlessly, but now Isn't it also an upright... oh no, honesty... oh no, fair... Hasn't he also become a business-savvy joker?

Gao Wen didn't know what Amber's past was like. He was not a person who liked to inquire about other people's private affairs. He only knew that although this half-elf thief was not strong in combat, he was a full-fledged shadow master. She used to hang around in Old Cecil The gutters and back alleys in the collar, but there was never much movement except that he finally got into the Cecil family's ancestral grave and was caught on the spot, but he had a chat with Pittman three days ago before he learned that It turns out that Amber, who seems to be just a joke, once had a troubled life.

In other words, before Cecil was appointed to commit crimes, she had been living a life of committing crimes...