Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Miss Blainey's few casual words were like a heavy drum, hitting Zaire's heart and instantly plunging him into a quagmire of extreme confusion.

You know, every top-quality pet is like a rare treasure and it is impossible for it to be given to others for no reason.

They are the key to the mercenary team's invincibility and growing strength. If you can't please Miss Blainey, it would be a pipe dream to get them.

Mr. Zaire was very clear-headed. He knew that even if Blaney found a fledgling animal trainer apprentice to train carefully, he could easily achieve his goal.

As long as they hold the cub of this top-quality pet, it will undoubtedly inject a powerful source of power into the mercenary team.

So, he completely ignored the whispers of the magicians around him, took two steps forward with big strides, and shouted anxiously: "Ms. Blainey, I hope you can give me your pet cub..."

When Bailey witnessed this scene, his heart was as if a storm had been set off, and he was shocked beyond words.

A high-level magician actually disregarded her status and lowered herself to such an extent. Could it be that this little girl really had a level 5 SSS cub in her hand? She could so easily make this sly-looking fat man bow down to her.

Miss Blainey stood up gracefully, led Zaire and walked a few steps slowly, then sat down elegantly on another stone step that showed traces of time.

She said calmly in a voice as gentle as the gurgling water: "Sign the contract, you must be loyal to me wholeheartedly. In order to firmly protect my interests, you must implant the blood oath magic.

If you ever betray me, I can kill you at any time. If you cheat me of my valuables and I can't control the situation and get them back, then I can do nothing about it.

But don't worry, as long as you behave properly, this blood oath magic will never be triggered..."

Zaire's heart was already boiling like boiling water, boiling with anger, and he couldn't help but roar in his heart: What on earth is this? This is simply handing over your life, leaving no room for resistance or regret. This blood oath magic is clearly an extremely unequal constraint imposed by the superior on the subordinate.

"Ms. Blainey, please don't be so aggressive. This contract is extremely harsh. I'm sorry that I can't obey your order..."

Blaney still looked rosy-faced, and said in a gentle and soft tone: "Senior Zaire, no one forced you to sign this contract. If the treasures were distributed to loyal and courageous people, there would be no need to be so cumbersome.

We have never met before, and I have to ensure that my own interests are protected, so I am really sorry. If you think it is unreasonable, just pretend that I never said it..."

In the wizarding world, Miss Blainey had no choice but to recruit those senior wizards as a junior wizard.

You know, looking for junior professionals doesn't seem to make much sense at the moment. After all, the underlying structural personnel are not capable enough to support the mercenary team to become stronger.

Once those low-level professionals join the mercenary team, they are just taking up places without any actual contribution.

Therefore, if you want to start out strong, you must hire high-level professionals to work for you. Only in this way can you have the possibility of moving towards glory.

However, at this moment, even she felt that the means she used were a bit dishonorable, but she had no choice. She could only accumulate talents step by step, slowly accumulating high-level professionals to join the mercenary team, at all costs.

Blainey stood up, showed respect to Zaire, bowed respectfully, and then slowly turned and left. She knew in her heart that those who wanted to accomplish great things had to be ruthless and had no reason to be soft-hearted.

As a high-level magician, Zaire has achieved this status, which has surpassed 95% of the magician group.

Those who could advance to high-level magicians were not weak. But among this group of experts, he became the lowest-ranking magician.

Putting aside other things, he is indeed rich, with wealth exceeding 70% of his peers. But so what? He still has no status and still suffers from all kinds of discrimination.

What dignity can we talk about at this critical moment?

If I have an SSS cub, and if the cub can comprehend top-level skills, then I may become stronger. Only then can I gain the respect of the magic world. If I let things develop naturally, it seems difficult to change the trajectory of my fate.

The bloated and wretched fat man took two steps forward anxiously, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes wide open like copper bells, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Okay! Anything is fine! Give me the cub quickly!" He looked so anxious, like a starving beast who was determined to get the prey in front of him.

Blainey had actually been counting her steps silently in her mind, knowing people's minds, and everything was under her control. She took nine clear steps, and Zaire agreed to all her conditions.

Blaney said calmly, "I am not feeling well, so please go buy me a blood oath magic. I have a ready-made conversion contract."

"You... are simply going too far! Even the blood oath magic that controls my own life and death requires me to prepare it myself... It's really too much!" Zaire was furious. He waved his arms, his fat body trembling with anger, and roared loudly.

"Senior, I told you I'm not feeling well, thank you for your help. If you have time while reviewing, I will go back and get the cub for you." Blaney responded slowly.

"Okay, I'll go buy the blood oath magic and wait!" Zaire gritted his teeth, looking reluctant but helpless. He stomped his feet hard, turned around and left quickly.

Blainey turned around and said, "I am a man of my words. I will go back and get the saber-toothed tiger cub. I have no shortage of loyal people. You are a gourmet, so you have the opportunity to talk to me. From now on, you will be my special agent..."

This battle of wits and courage in the negotiation successfully controlled Zaire, a high-level magician at the bottom.

He desires status and power more than anyone else. This may be the only opportunity he can fight for with his life, because most of the time, even if he tries his best, he may not be able to become powerful.

He went to the store and delayed for three minutes to lift the seal. After entering the store and going into the basement, Blainey came to the bookcase belonging to Kashen's bedroom and pressed the hidden mechanism. The bookcase slowly moved, revealing a small door one meter square.

There were a collection of top-quality magic wands, various magic robes, pet eggs, and more than a dozen hibernating cubs, all placed in wooden boxes.

Blaney smiled slightly: "These treasures can make magicians surrender. They are the indestructible magic..."

After saying that, he closed the wooden box containing the saber-toothed tiger cub, and took out a set of rare earth-based battle mage robes and a rare magic staff. These were all trophies that Kashen had fought for with his life, and they came in handy today.

The right way is to use both kindness and force. You can't just oppress without giving benefits. The precious robes of the Zaun Empire are absolutely authentic and exquisite. In the future, they are brothers. As the boss, you must be willing to reward them with good things and treat them sincerely...