"Eh?! Captain Gard, are you really going to change the ownership of your mercenary group?!" Sharon exclaimed.
There are those who look on coldly, some gloat, some watch the show, and so on.
"Tsk, I didn't expect that the slightly famous Chiming Bell mercenary group would end up like this..."
"Hey, it seems that they crossed the prairie and encountered a rat plague, which severely reduced their members."
"Oh! Goddess, how dare they cross such a dangerous grassland, they really deserve it!"
The voices of other mercenaries whispering in the distance did not affect Gard's emotions at all, he just repeated his decision again.
Seeing him so determined, Sharon was also a little embarrassed. This was not an ordinary mercenary team, but one of the top mercenary teams in Rosewood's mercenary association! Therefore, this transfer couldn't be completed by simply signing an agreement.
At least the president would definitely not agree.
"Captain Gard, this matter needs to be overseen by our president directly... I can't help you sign this transfer agreement."
Sure enough, did we still have to pass that old man?
Aurora looked up at the room on the second floor, which was the office of Henrick, the president of the Mercenary Association. She really didn't want to deal with him if she could.
Because…
This old man was really annoying!
Among the unpopular NPCs in the player vote, apart from the unshakable First, the NPC from the Republic of Harmonia, this old man definitely belongs in the top chart, and the reason was that he was annoying and stingy!
Whether you were undertaking tasks or dealing with affairs, as long as Henrick participated, you would always be under his sarcasm and cynicism. If he released a mission, it was not only annoying, but the rewards were also severely lacking.
If he hadn't been loyal to Brigitt City and performed outstandingly against the United States of Harmonia in the later stages, he would have been killed by players hundreds of times.
And, she personally hated his condescending attitude as if every mercenary under him were incompetent and a troublemaker. Just like a stubborn-headed elder, he didn't put young people in his eyes at all.
Had he never heard of the saying, "thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong. Don't bully the poor and the young"?
This man was an exact definition of "Old Antiques"!
Sharon asked Gard to wait for a while, grabbed the application form, and hurried upstairs. Not long after, the door of the upstairs office suddenly opened, and an old man ran out angrily.
"Gard! You bastard! You actually want to transfer your mercenary group in private?!"
Henrick rushed downstairs and walked in front of Gard. At this moment, his neck was bruised, and he yelled at Gard. "Do you know that the transfer of the mercenary group is a very serious matter! The inspections have to go through very careful screening, how can you decide for yourself to hand them over in private?!"
He pointed at Aurora's nose without even looking at her. "And you actually want to hand it over to a dead brat who has just passed the mercenary qualification certification? Are you so old that you have lived to be a dog?"
"Tsk...the dead old man is still so annoying."
"What? Damn kid, what did you say? Tell me again if you have the ability!?" Henrick stared at Aurora in disbelief. For the first time, someone dared to speak ill of him in front of his face!!
"Isn't it? Don't talk in such a roundabout way, I know what you mean." Aurora spread her hands and didn't look at Henrick at all.
"Isn't it because you think I'm of unknown origin and I'm too young and inexperienced, so handing over the mercenary group to me will definitely cause trouble? So you are right to stop this transfer in line with the duty of the president of the mercenary association before something happens. Isn't that right, old man?"
"Hey, you brat is quite self-aware. Also, don't call me an old man, you brat! I have eaten more salt than you have eaten. You weren't born yet when I started as a mercenary. Do you know what it means to respect elders?!"
"I don't think my elders will be so noisy like you, oh yes! I'll give you a little reminder, don't be so irritable all the time, don't blame me if your brain congests and burps when you get older."
"What's with your foul mouth!! No one will want to marry you in the future!"
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"You don't need to care about my business, you, old fogey."
"You, you, you!!"
Sharon and Gard looked at the two of them in bewilderment. They didn't expect such a refined-looking lady to have such a toxic tongue. Moreover, this Henrick actually didn't have any face in front of Aurora?
President Henrick, who was always majestic in their impression, was like a powder keg that was about to explode at this moment. His face was flushed, and he stood in front of Aurora, shouting violently, but the latter didn't respond at all.
"Don't you, you, you, me, old man, I have promised Captain Gard to take over his mercenary group, so you just agree to hand it over."
Gard rubbed his brows and sighed deeply. If he could, he really wanted to make the world quiet with a fist.
"Hmph! Let me tell you, this matter has no way! I can't agree to hand over the mercenary group to a brat!"
"President Henrick, Lady Aurora is really powerful. If it weren't for her help, we would have no chance of surviving this time." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Gard hurried forward to persuade him.
"Yes, President, she defeated Bruno in one fell swoop, I saw it with my own eyes." Sharon on the side also added.
"Huh? Is this really the case?"
Henrick looked at Aurora suspiciously, her childish appearance coupled with this foolhardy attitude... was she really as powerful as they say?
He walked left and right with his hands behind his back, searching for something, and finally, he frowned and thought of a very good idea.
"Since they all said that you are good, but I doubt it, so as long as you pass the next test I arranged, then I agree to the transfer of Captain Gard's mercenary group."
"I agree."
"Very good, you go to the test site first and wait, I'll call someone to come over and test you!" Henrick stroked his mustache and quickly left as if he had succeeded in a trick.
Gard looked worriedly at his leaving back, walked to Aurora's side, and asked quietly. "Lady Aurora... I always feel that the president is going to do something, why don't we think of other ways?"
"Don't worry, I know exactly what's going on in this dead old man's mind, so don't worry, leave it to me." Aurora turned with a strange smile and walked towards the test site.
Seeing that she looked confident, Gard couldn't say anything more. All he could do was believe that she would pass the test.
After waiting for about half an hour, Henrick finally came with a person. When they saw the appearance of that person, Gard and Sharon both widened their eyes. Aurora glanced at the person who came, and it was as she expected.
This dead old man really invited that person over.
This man was wearing light leather armor, with several scars all over his ordinary face, and his eyes were very deep. Just looking at each other for a second, Gard felt a chill go down his spine.
"It's actually Kyre..."
Gard swallowed hard.
The Mad Sword - Kyre, an A-level mercenary registered in the Mercenary Association, became famous for his powerful sword skills more than 20 years ago. He once set a brilliant record of slaughtering hundreds of monsters alone, and his strength was at the master level.
(Legend Online mercenary rating levels: Internship (level 1~10), Elite (level 11~29), Master (level 30~49), Grandmaster (level 50~79), Extraordinary (level 80)
A magician is judged by mana ring, ten level was equal to one ring, and the highest is an eight ring Archmage)
Presently, Kyre basically didn't accept bounty tasks anymore, and occasionally chatted and drunk tea with Henrick in the office, unless he encountered B-level or above mission that mercenary group couldn't handle.
"Kyre, look at the lass on the stage, you have to give her a lesson for me." Henrick patted him on the shoulder and pointed to Aurora on the stage.
"Okay president, leave this matter to me, and I won't just let anyone take over the mercenary group." Kyre slowly walked up to the test site and stood in front of Aurora.
"Unexpectedly, the person who tested me was Lord Kyre the Mad Sword. It's a great honor." Aurora put one hand on her chest and lowered her head slightly as a courtesy, and at the same time, she turned on the system to find out his current information.
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Kyre - 53 years old
Level: Level 47
Race: Human
Occupation: Swordsman
Occupational Skills: Sword Slash, Wind Blade, Swordsmanship Proficiency, Critical Insight
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"You know me?" Kyre also returned the salute at the same time.
Kyre couldn't help being curious when he saw Aurora figure out his identity. It had been a long time since he had shown his face in front of people, and he was sure that he had never seen this young lady in front of him before. How could she recognize his identity?
"Lord Kyre's name is resounding all over the world. May I ask who here doesn't know who you are? Don't you think so, Mr. President?" Aurora glanced at Henrick, who was standing under the stage with a smile.
"Hmmph!"
Henrick let out a cold snort and turned his head away. He originally thought that this brat didn't know Kyre's identity, so he asked him to teach him a lesson, but the problem was that if the person knew, it was obvious that he was bullying her.
"Don't be too nervous, I won't use all my strength, just simply test whether your strength really meets the standards required by the mercenary group."
"Then… thank you for taking it easy on me."
Aurora's right palm suddenly lit up with a red hexagram magic circle, and when she poked her hand into the magic circle, the hot flames gushed out instantly as she summoned Flamberge Waltz.
Kyre's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Magician? No!?"
Everything that happened in front of him shattered his cognition. Facing Aurora, who was about to attack, he pulled out the sword from his waist and prepared to fight. The sword exuded a faint blue light. It was enough to prove that this was not an ordinary weapon.
Aurora preemptively swung the crimson sword to attack Kyre. The moment she attacked Kyre, she immediately activated her sword skills—Magic Enhanced Sword Dance. A fierce flame coiled around The Flamberge Waltz's blade, and in an instant, four consecutive slashes were aimed at Kyre.
With the blessing of magic power, her speed and attack power had increased by almost twice at this moment.
"Well done!"
Faced with the four incoming slashes, Kyre's eyes flashed, and he quickly swung his sword to meet the slashes. Every time he swung the sword, he would drive the surrounding air to generate a breeze, and the speed of the swing accelerated.
In an instant, it turned into a gust of wind and clashed against Aurora's slash.
"Wind Blade!"
The slashes shattered in an instant, and the gust of wind that broke through the slash was still unabated and swept towards Aurora who was behind the slash.
Aurora jumped upwards, and the gust of wind rushed past her feet and hit the railing of the test platform. In mid-air, her left hand aimed at Kyre below, and a large number of fire elements gathered in her palm to produce a burning fireball.
"Magic Cannon!"
Under Kyre's shocked gaze, the fireball rushed over like a meteor.