Chapter 703 Second Son Mercenary Group

Chapter 712 Second Son Mercenary Group

"My horse got separated in the conflict with the orcs! I finally escaped!" Kaslo looked at the mercenaries above and said casually with a twitch of his mouth.

"Conflict? Escape?" The mercenaries above looked at each other and didn't believe Kaslo's words. After all, Kaslo's neat armor didn't look like he had experienced a battle.

"Trouble! These people are probably not ordinary! There is no lack of magical equipment on them!" Cardo's voice sounded in Kaslo's heart.

"It's really not right, their equipment is too luxurious!" Kaslo looked at the mercenaries above with some curiosity. Many of their equipment were equipment that only low-level nobles in Middle-earth could afford to equip. People who can equip these equipment would actually become mercenaries? Not just one but a group! This is a bit of an explanation!

"Sorry! We are not open to strangers for the time being. If you want to be protected, you can camp outside. Generally, Warcraft and Orcs dare not approach the city!" After the mercenaries above whispered and discussed for a while, a mercenary leaned on the wall with both hands and said to Kaslo below.

"Oh, trouble!" Kaslo sighed and released the breath of the fifth-level knight directly, and the huge dragon power soared into the sky! Kaslo bet that these mercenaries could not recognize the difference between dragon power and battle spirit. In fact, as long as they did not fight, ordinary people could not tell the difference between dragon power and battle spirit. As long as Kaslo suppressed the dragon power, it would be fine.

"Five...Five...Level!" The mercenaries above looked at Kaslo's figure and their legs softened. They looked at Kaslo with a dull look as he walked leisurely to the bottom of the city and then jumped up with his legs bent.

"You are very good, but unfortunately your rules can't restrain me!" Kaslo patted a mercenary on the shoulder, but the mercenary fainted straight and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Who are you?" A knight who came after hearing the news blocked Kaslo's way.

"Who I am has nothing to do with you. I'm just a passing traveler. Get out of the way!" Kaslo narrowed his eyes and looked at the knight who was blocking him. A third-level knight who was about 30 years old had some potential among knights. He had a chance to enter the fourth level in his lifetime, but he was not good enough to face Kaslo, who was a dragon knight!

"Your Excellency is a bit aggressive, right? I just asked a question out of responsibility, and as a guest, should you abide by the rules of the host?" The knight frowned as he felt Kaslo's bottomless strength. Obviously, he found that he was far from Kaslo's opponent.

"Rules need to be determined by strength. You are not qualified to make me abide by your rules! I said I was just a passing traveler. I just came here to stay for one night!" Kaslo didn't mean to pay any attention to him and walked around him and walked towards the village. To be honest, if you meet someone with such strength on the battlefield, you don't even have the qualifications to talk to Kaslo!

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"Captain? Are we just going to let him in? We…" The mercenary who hurried over from behind looked at Kaslo's back and whispered to the knight who had just stopped Kaslo.

"Stop? We risk our lives to stop? You want me to stop someone who even the captain may not be able to stop? Do you think I have the ability to do that?" The knight looked at the mercenaries behind him with a look of disgust.

"Then we…" The mercenaries hesitated.

"Forget it, don't worry about him. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, we will ignore him and let him go! The captain's mission is the most important! Everyone, pay attention, don't mess up the captain's mission!" The knight sighed and shook his head. However, the situation was stronger than the person, and he had to admit what Kaslo said, he really had no ability to restrict Kaslo.

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"I'm curious, what's the matter with these mercenaries?" Kaslo, who had already knocked on the door of a family with his money ability, asked curiously at the old man who was pouring water for him.

"I know! I know!" Before the old man could speak, the old man's grandson on the side started to chatter.

"Ouch! My ancestor! Are you going to die? What good will it be if those knights hear it?" The old man who was frightened by his grandson quickly covered his grandson's mouth.

"It's okay, tell me, they won't do anything to you, those knights don't look like bad people!" Kaslo shook his head and laughed. It's not a bad thing for people living in the wilderness to be cautious, but a way of survival accumulated over the years. If you can't hear or see anything, you can live longer.

"And even if they want to mess around, I'll be there!" Kaslo confidently slapped the sword on the table.

"Wow! What a beautiful sword! Can I see it?" Looking at Kaslo's long sword, the old man's grandson immediately broke free from his grandfather's restraints and hurried over.

"Oh? Little guy, what's your name? Do you like swords?" Kaslo held his sword with interest and laughed, because Cardo's voice just now sounded in his mind.

"Huh? There are actually innate awakened warriors in such a small place?"

"Weiss! My name is Weiss!" Weiss puffed up his chest and said proudly.

"Oh! Weiss, what a good name!" Kaslo nodded. After all, common people almost didn't have their own surnames, including Kaslo himself. But now Kaslo could have a surname and create his own family.

"Wes, can you tell me what you know? I can give you my sword in exchange!" Kaslo raised his long sword and said, his body and voice were full of temptation.

"Of course! From what I heard from eavesdropping privately, this mercenary group is called the Second Son Mercenary Group! They are all mercenaries with luxurious equipment and powerful strength!" Weiss said proudly.

"Well, then what?" Kaslo asked with his chin propped up while listening with relish.

"Nothing! That's all I heard!" Weiss said proudly with an expression that should be so.

"Ouch! Shit!" A turn almost made Kaslo's waist slip, and his chin almost hit the table.

"That's it? That's it?" Kaslo's mouth twitched.

"Hey hey hey! My lord, it's my grandson who is ignorant. Let me tell you, although I don't know much..." The old man saw Kaslo's shock and was afraid that he would vent his anger on his grandson, so he quickly took over the conversation, and cunningly gave Kaslo a shot of prevention in advance, which can be said to be full of survival skills.

"Ouch! It's heavy!" While no one was paying attention, Weiss smiled and pulled the long sword from Kaslo's hand. Kaslo let go of his hand without paying attention, but Weiss almost smashed it into the ground.

"Alas! You are so reckless, kid! Be careful!" The old man looked at his grandson lovingly and doted on him.

"Excuse me, sir. This child lost his parents when he was young. I raised him up by myself..." The old man sighed.

"Forget it, let's get back to the point. Let me tell you about this second son mercenary group!" The old man shook his head and sighed as he looked at his grandson who was trying to pull out the sword.

"The background of this mercenary group is not simple. They are an elite mercenary group composed of a group of declining nobles and the second sons of small nobles who have no inheritance rights! Unlike other mercenary groups that are not much better than bandits, they are truly elite mercenaries! I don't know why they suddenly came to our village this time..." The old man sighed helplessly. In troubled times, they can only cover their eyes and not meddle in other people's business to live longer.

"By the way, I heard privately that these people are just the vanguard! There are still large troops behind!" The old man patted his head and added.

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