Transcendent Dawn

Mercenary Guild.

This is a huge two-story building. On the first floor, there are round tables and chairs, and drinks and meat are provided. In the middle of the hall, there is a huge bulletin board with various temporary entrusted tasks on it.

From the simplest search for people and objects, to bodyguard escort, everything is vivid.

Of course, there are also some dishonorable assassinations and other missions that are not allowed on the surface, but in fact they are also commissioned secretly.

Adventurers or mercenaries are originally a group of lawless people with power. As long as they are paid enough, there is nothing they dare not do.

The second floor, the president's room.

Herac looked at this scene and was very satisfied.

But at this moment, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a group of people, and his mood suddenly became bad.

A man in a fine cloth robe walked into the mercenary guild with his head held high, followed by a few slaves carrying thick sacks.

Snapped!

The sack slammed heavily on the task release table, and stacks of iron shells were exposed from the open opening.

Seeing this, the surrounding mercenaries cast greedy gazes, but quickly restrained themselves.

Because, the person who came here represents the City Lord's Mansion, and is the document of this generation of knight Winston, and his name is Cicero.

He looked around, with a smug smile on his fat face: "I brought the deposit for the last mission... The mercenary guild won't accept the monster crusade?"

"damn it!"

Herac touched the hilt of the dagger at his waist, wishing he could go down and kill him.

"Father, this is useless, it will put us at a disadvantage..."

Jupiter, who came in a hurry, pressed Herac: "The teacher taught me the method, let me do it."

He went down the stairs and faced Cicero directly: "The clerk of the city lord... It should be the duty of the city lord and soldiers to fight monsters."

"But... the city is short of manpower, due to the existence of the Mercenary Guild!" Cicero said loudly, spreading his hands and looking around.

"So... I accept it!"

Jupiter grabbed a handful of iron shells: "I will lead the people to defeat those centaurs!"

"this……"

There was a flash of surprise in Cicero's eyes. He looked at Herac and found that the other party was also a little sluggish, but he quickly reacted: "Then... sign the contract. If you can't complete it, you will pay me double the commission!"

...

"You shouldn't have promised him."

Watching Cicero's leaving back, Herac looked at his son worriedly.

"This man is a poisonous snake. If he bites someone, he will pester him endlessly. The key is to solve the current trouble..."

Jupiter had grown into a real man. Looking at the mercenaries around him, he gave an impassioned speech: "Everyone... we are all people living near the city-state, and you are willing to let the centaur wreak havoc , take away your food and women?"

"No!"

Many mercenaries with wine glasses roared.

"Then... this time it's not for the commission! It's for ourselves..."

Jupiter opened the sack and tilted the iron shell on the ground: "All the money here is your reward, use it to buy weapons... If the guild doesn't take a iron shell, come fight with me tomorrow!"

In the end, his voice was like a roar, and the iron shell in his hand was directly squeezed into an irregular shape.

"This is……"

"A third-level superstring warrior?"

"With such a character as the leader, this task can indeed be done!"

This is the first time Jupiter has shown his strength in public.

Many mercenaries said one after another: "Brave Jupiter, we are willing to join you in the crusade against centaurs!"

...

On the second day, at the gate of the city-state, a group of mercenaries gathered.

There are not many people, only a hundred or so, but each of them is very capable.

This is actually already a very strong force, enough to affect the city, after all, the city lord of Black Sark City only has a few hundred soldiers!

Not to mention, other city-states also have mercenary guilds.

After ten years of development, the Mercenary Guild has become a force in the Hormon Kingdom.

Jupiter reorganized the mercenaries, asked them to choose their respective captains, and called them in front of him.

He spread out a map: "I have found out where the centaurs are running. There are about fifty people in them, ranging from adults to women and children..."

"Such a detailed map... and intelligence..."

The captains nodded again and again. If Jupiter can do this, they will have confidence in their hearts, and this battle can be fought.

After all, they are assembled mercenaries, and it is impossible to follow orders to die. They are their respective captains and must be responsible for their respective players.

"Centaurs are actually very strong. A strong man is equivalent to a cavalry. Even if there are only a few dozen, it is terrifying to charge!"

Jupiter continued: "Therefore, we must choose a battlefield... This swamp is good. We can send people to pretend to be a food caravan. These centaurs are short of food and will definitely be hooked."

"Centaurs...you know them well?"

A female mercenary who was blind in one eye asked.

"Well, I've read some documents from the north... Centaurs are not too smart, they are rather straightforward."

replied Jupiter.

Several captains looked at it: "Then let's make a decision like this!"

...

After the mercenaries left, a figure appeared at the city gate, and it was Cicero.

"Jupiter...a soldier's son..."

He looked in the direction where Jupiter disappeared, with a gloomy expression.

"Owner……"

Beside him, a slave said, "Are you dissatisfied with him?"

"Our plan is to weaken the prestige of the mercenaries. If they don't accept the mission, it will undoubtedly be a fundamental negation... Now it can't."

Cicero said: "However, if you accept the task, if you fail, you will not only suffer heavy losses, but also a major blow to your prestige... But that Jupiter is actually a third-level superstring warrior, and possesses resourcefulness, maybe he can really do it." To put down the centaur, not only will our plan be useless, but it will also achieve his prestige, which is absolutely impossible!"

Thinking of the city lord's secret order, Cicero couldn't help but sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Then master... what should we do now?"

the slave asked hastily.

"Call all the hands that can be called, and we will follow behind them..."

Cicero rubbed his chin: "If the opponent's action fails, that would be great. If it succeeds... we will pretend to be robbers and attack them... After fighting the centaur, there will definitely be no mercenaries left. Too many, it’s best to kill Jupiter! Unfortunately...Herac didn’t follow this time, did he discover our plan?”

He felt some toothache.

Everything was going well according to the plan, but this Jupiter suddenly jumped out.

No one thought that Herac's son already possessed such an ability quietly!