The Paperclip Mercenary Group is a large-scale adventurer group with strong cohesion and a clear division of labor and corresponding departments. At least that's what they call themselves.
However, Uriel knew that their boast was not exaggerated. He had met many adventurers, among which the Knox mercenary group from York was the leader, but even the Knox mercenaries could hardly compare with them. Compare. The nature of their employment is different: Captain Calder never actively participates in large-scale wars, while Paperclip's mercenaries make a living from this. "Windspeaker" Aldinite's temperament is completely different from Eastman's fog elf envoy. He is a soldier, not a commander in the camp. The fog elf nobles can talk and laugh beside the bloody battlefield, because noble prisoners of war can be exchanged for ransom even among alien races, and death will not be their turn.
Mercenaries also have ransoms. Although they are neither knights nor belong to someone. Marandino's famous "White Crow" mercenary group was betrayed by the enemy at the juncture of a lord war. The person who bribed them was a duke in the north. He paid dozens of carts of Abi gold, Mysterious items and pearls and gems, and promised to bear the consequences of terminating the contract for the mercenaries. In the end, the Duke won the war, but lost his castle.
A woman in a chiffon dress waited behind the light of a candle in the attic, Aldinet standing nearby. The temperament gap between the two of them is almost that of a commander and a soldier. Seeing Uriel, the female mercenary raised her skirt and saluted, "Your Majesty."
When Uriel was still an apprentice in Yotsuba City, it was hard to imagine anyone calling him that. Now he is actually somewhat used to it. "Forgive me for being late, Ms. Kalemu. It's all down to the skill of the chef and Mr. Saud's singing voice."
The fog elf snorted. "Have you got an appetite, kid?"
Uriel could no longer pretend to ignore him. "This is not an easy task. It all depends on the friendly and advanced communication methods of the adventurers." It's a bad move for you, isn't it? "We have changed our plans and will leave for Monian Toros soon." He quickly brought the topic aside in a calm tone.
Aldinite wanted to say something, but like York before, he was interrupted. "Are you going to the School of Silence?" the female mercenary asked.
Céline Kalemou, Ruby on a Pin. Uriel looked at the female mercenary. Physician Cleia had countless ways to keep her face young and shiny, but Celine's eyes made the praise just right for her. Count Elanor Greengulfen also had beautiful red eyes, but Celine's eyes were gentler and softer. Earl of Red Valley looks at everyone as if she were looking at food, and she never hides her predatory nature. I wonder if Aldinite has seen the difference between the two. In short, when Celine Kalemu spoke, the fog elf archer remained silent.
"That's right, ma'am. We have to go there." I just don't know if I can come back. The holy city of Zangwill is dangerous enough, but it is still inferior to Moniantoros, far inferior. What Uriel wants to change is the foundation of the church, and there is no room between them.
"I'm sorry, my lord, but is this Croita's decision?"
"No, this is my personal behavior."
"I understand." the female mercenary said, "It's for the legend of the White Night Knight, right?"
Uriel never expected that she would mention this.
His silence seemed to be taken as acquiescence. The female mercenary Celine continued: "The White Night Knight is a hero with high morals, but it is a pity that his descendants have tarnished his honor. The White Night War originated from the White Night Knight's daughter. She betrayed her fiancé for status and treasure, causing the Gulf to fall into chaos. Civil unrest." It feels quite strange to hear other people talk about this period of history as if it was yesterday. "Mercenaries have their own information channels, Mr. Messenger. I guess the knight who was unfortunately deceived by her is one of your companions."
Despite her polite words, Uriel felt offended. But he said nothing.
"That drow," the fog elf said, "he killed the woman, right?"
"That woman? Who?"
"The daughter of the Knight of the White Night. Her name is Ingrid Kumoi Barsintasis. Have you forgotten? Her stories have been flying all over the world recently, and they are more attractive than the erotic stories circulated among the nobles. Adventurers versus courtesans Forget it if they don’t care, they would rather find prostitutes. But even the mysterious realm is being discussed, half-elves, knights and lords, love stories... and the relevant details of the White Night War. Some people are spreading rumors, and some are playing by the wind, There are also people who turn a blind eye to these things and just mind what they are doing.”
Wrong guess, ma'am. Unfortunately, I am the first type, and I am still entrusted by your friend's apprentice. "It seems that I belong to the last category." Uriel replied. There is no need for him to make the other person realize his mistake.
Celine's red eyes stared at him. "Yes, sir, you are focusing on your own affairs. The rumor comes from Knight's Bay. Shania Ravenus, the law wizard of the Silent School, claims that the daughter of the White Night Knight, the terrible girl who started the war, once owned the Church of Gaia. of the Holy Scriptures.”
"Maybe it's true."
"She once had it, but now both she and the ancient book have disappeared. The White Night War is a mysterious war in which it is difficult for mortals to survive."
Uriel stared at her, his eyes must be full of scrutiny, which was different from Celine's soft eyes. The mist elf was wary, but his wariness was as obvious as the apprentice's seriousness. "Adventurers," he said slowly, "are part of the mysterious realm."
"Knox is inherently mysterious." The female mercenary Celine smiled. "We've been in this forever. There's no way."
no way? There is no mystery in the table world, but there are still war mercenaries. "The degree of mystery determines the status of mysterious creatures. Ms. Kalemu, the School of Silence is one of the seven pivots and part of the inheritance of the ancestors. They are not an adventurer organization."
"That's right," Aldinite said, "so they won't take risks, but we will."
"Shania Ravenas is a law wizard." Uriel had to say so bluntly. For the Paperclip Mercenary Group, this is not a matter of danger. He did not want Guru Rama's friends to risk their lives.
"She will stay in Knight's Bay, and then send her subordinates to search around. During this period, she will inevitably need the help of locals or well-informed Nightingale people. As we all know, Eastman is a vassal of Croita, not a member of the Silent School. . The wizards of the school have no friends in the local area because the messenger from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Tower gave a warning." Celine pointed out, "The Gaia Church in the Eastman Capital is not open to the public yet."
Uriel could not imagine that his venting of anger would be interpreted as a warning from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. But to be honest, they weren't completely wrong. "Your target is the Holy Scripture?"
"It's just a possibility." Celine confessed, "We haven't made up our mind to accept this commission yet."
"With all due respect, madam, the Paperclip Mercenaries are war mercenaries, not explorers."
"That's right. But business has been slow recently, and the leader is considering expanding his business scope."
This was no emergency, Uriel realized. The arrival of the elemental tide allows the mysterious fulcrum to take the initiative to restrain the subject country so that it can concentrate on dealing with the mysterious crisis. These adventurers may not know the inside story, but they can feel the changes in the mysterious realm. Knox is getting quiet, and the quiet will be a difficult transition, and no one wants to stand still.
However, for Uriel, the days of calm and slowness were always short-lived and always numbered. He is like an unwelcome but keen party guest, a spare part on a carriage wheel, a courtesan who moves between luxurious houses, an old hunting dog under the hunter's whip (these metaphors are so apt!) rushing to the next event without stopping. storm. He had no time to rest, no time to breathe, because things were always imminent. What are the benefits of predicting the future? That is, you will have a schedule that ends until you die.
What's worse, the apprentice thought, is that this schedule has not been given directly to me. The tower prophets and astrologers seemed to know his fate very well, and even Joey knew something about it. They arranged his future as they pleased according to the records, and had inexplicable expectations and confidence in him. And on the road to his destination, he would never encounter smooth terrain: either there were many obstacles, or it was simply a crossroads in the mist, comparable to the mysterious garden in the Shimmering Forest. After all, does my choice really matter? Uriel suspected that the Prophet had known what he would do.
"I hope your new job goes well," he said. "Don't worry, we will leave tomorrow and won't get in your way." It's best if we don't get in each other's way.
"Saudi and Klea will go to Monian Toros." The fog elf said, "Our leader is waiting nearby with his team, and they will meet there."
"What are they doing there?" The apprentice immediately realized that he had asked a stupid question. "Okay." He slapped his forehead. "I'm not surprised that the Silent School also has to seek help from adventurers." After the Broken Moon incident, he was told that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Tower also had an affiliation with the Knox mercenaries. This is not unusual at all. But why did the Silent School find a war mercenary group? "But I don't think traveling together is a good idea, ma'am, you have no idea what we're going to do."
"In fact, I know everything. You didn't want to hide it at all, did you? Mr. Uriel, it is said that you are going to cause trouble with the church." Celine looked at him with burning eyes. "Is this happening?"
"The Church of Gaia is a subordinate of the Silent School." Uriel reminded them. Anyone who really separates the two would be confused.
"Some people don't think so, Lord Messenger. They hide under the robes of Gaia and pretend that they are as glamorous as the devout saints. The Silent School will hide the truth for the sake of their collective reputation, but these people do not think it is a favor. . In fact, the school wizards are also cleaning up the Church of Gaia so that the doctrine of truth can spread throughout the continent with the help of missionaries."
Uriel looked at the female mercenary again. Her analysis of the intelligence makes sense, but the key lies in the source of the intelligence. Starting from Eastman, they have been hunting the church's nightingales, and during this period they often interact with other nightingales. Celine Kalemou's source of information seems confusing, but he has an intuition, a keen sniffing out lies...
…Why couldn’t Celine Kalemou be a nightingale?
There was only one empty seat in front of the fireplace, and Uriel was relieved to find that Dalton had finally found his way back to the table.
"You want to go with two mercenaries? Sauron wrote in a fussy roar, "Are you crazy?" You don’t even know where they come from”
Uriel almost rolled his eyes. "They are from the Paperclip Mercenary Group. You can go to the street and ask. No one here likes them."
"Once they come with us, Uriel, I'm afraid it won't be just the Brethians who hate them." Dalton also objected. "Saudi's fingers are as nimble as octopus tentacles when playing the strings. I don't doubt that he is as skilled in a brothel, but asking those fingers to hold a dagger? I'm afraid it's too hard. And if they want to come with us, don't even think about it. Time for women and strings." He paused.
"Maybe we can reduce the extra work along the way. Besides, with Ms. Cleia, we probably won't have to worry about getting hurt."
"This is worse." Zhuoer said. "She is indeed much more capable than Saudi, but for York's sake, Uriel, we can't...well, you thought we were going to catch birds in the treetops. What? She is different from York."
So we can't put her in danger. Uriel knew what he had left unfinished. Out of concern for the bard and the female doctor's pride, Dalton chose to only tell half of the words, but he did not know that this was actually no different from telling them all. He never understood the meaning of euphemism.
The orange-faced man made a face. "There's always something worse than that, like having the person behind you."
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