I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 6, "Fat Sheep"

"Fat sheep" is a professional term, but it is not particularly difficult to understand. As long as it is taken literally, you can know that having a fat sheep means that you can make a lot of money.

However, for a mercenary intermediary like Sid, Fat Sheep refers to encountering a client who is generous and has huge benefits. It can be divided into several situations in detail.

First, the client may not be very clear about the market price or has a problem with his own risk assessment of the commission, blindly giving an excessively high commission remuneration corresponding to unmatched mercenary services.

However, this kind of good thing is generally not the turn of a mercenary intermediary like Sid who only has a model rank, and the probability that such a client will bypass the mercenary union is also very low.

Second, the client has special requirements for the entrustment, such as the time is very tight. At this time, the client has to pay a high price, and the mercenary intermediary has special channels and methods to assist the client to complete the entrustment.

Third, the client specifically designates a mercenary intermediary to accept the commission in the form of additional commission.

For the third type, Sid can be said to have a shadow. Sir Hoffman did this kind of thing a lot when he first came, the purpose is to test whether Sid is the "chosen one" he has always been thinking about.

Holding this letter, Sid fell into hesitation.

Judging from the current situation, Sid cannot explain the success of Sir Hoffman's resurrection from any angle, although according to the information sent back by the apprentice scouting, Sir Hoffman seems to have amnesia and has no hostile actions. But this place obviously can't stay anymore, and the safest thing for Sid to do is to pack up his things and prepare to run away.

However, Sid was subconsciously still unwilling to just leave like this.

First of all, the network of contacts that Sid spent a long time building in Helvetia, the capital of Rizran, will be abandoned. He himself has only been a mercenary middleman for a few months. As long as you operate well and don't encounter too many accidents, Sid can guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

Then Sid is still very short of money. He didn't save much money when he was a mercenary before. The salary of ordinary mercenaries is quite considerable, and the expenses are also very high. Equipment requires money, weapons require money, and food requires money. , You need money for accommodation, and you need money to go to the mercenary union to learn swordsmanship, horsemanship, gunsmanship, etc. Unlike other mercenaries who spend all day thinking about how to evade taxes, Sid himself is a good citizen who pays taxes on time. It's a big expense.

Sid now has a deposit of 40 guilds. Based on the cost of a standard third-class Sivis self-cultivator owning 15 acres of land a year and the standard living standard of 8 guilds for a family of five, Sid's savings can only be Support for about 5 years. If you include the cost of fleeing, the cost of traveling, and a series of new expenses incurred in moving to a new place, the time that Sid's deposit can support will be far less than 5 years. 2 years is a relatively optimistic estimate.

After thinking about this, Sid sighed slightly: It is said that good days are yet to come, how did it become like this?
After reading the letter again, Sid knew Fogg-Hantie, a charlatan, although the whole world is swindling and avoiding debts every day, he is very sensitive to money and tasks. Since Fogg thinks the other party is a "fat sheep", then Sid can definitely Make a fortune out of it, just when he needs money again.

Do you want to take this risk?
Sid thought for a while and decided, take a risk!
This risk should be taken. He has already spent a lot of money to deal with Hoffman. If he can't earn a lot of money, he will feel very uncomfortable even if he runs away.

Just do it, Sid clenched his swift sword, ready to go.

"I told you earlier, it's not a big deal."

Coming out of the basement where he had been nesting for three days, today’s Old Mark Blacksmith Guild is also doing good business. Seeing Sid finally willing to come out, the old horse smiled like a child, his big callused hand was on Sid’s shoulder Patting continuously: "You young man, you just have no social experience. I told you a long time ago. You must have made a mistake. It's not a big deal. You insist on letting yourself be a prisoner for three days. Have you enjoyed being in the cell? ?”

"It's enjoyable, but not completely enjoyable." Facing familiar people, Sid told a cold joke. He usually has this kind of half-smile expression.

The most important thing about being a mercenary intermediary is not to show emotions or anger, otherwise it will be easy for people to see the bottom line, but also to give people a sense of sincerity and reliability, otherwise the other party will have doubts.

Taking a half-worn hooded cloak from the old horse, Sid ignored the old horse's ridicule and quickly left the blacksmith shop.

The bustling Rezlan Street is as usual. This kingdom has never been short of new mercenaries, because it is located in the ups and downs and towering Julian giant mountains. The agriculture of Rezlan is very weak, and it is difficult to satisfy the needs of farming. The survival needs of most people are the same for grazing people, and the bearing capacity of alpine meadows is very limited.

Farming is not good, grazing is not good, agriculture is not good, and industry is not good. For the people of Rezlan, mercenaries have become a good choice. People here love adventure. , relying on continuous development of itself, successfully overcome the unfavorable natural conditions.

Even in Helvetia, the capital, the roads paved with thick stone slabs are very clean and tidy. There are shops and residential buildings on both sides of the street, which are basically built with solid stones. The people of Rezlan have a habit. People here I really like to build my home like a fortress. Thick and narrow gates and tall windows can all explain the problem.

It is worth noting that various flags are generally hung on the balcony on the second floor, two of which are the most common. A red and white Saint Bernard sits in the center of the heraldic banner with a saber in its mouth.

The former is the flag of the Holy Empire, and the latter is the flag of the Kingdom of Rezran.

These two kinds of flags are the most common. The former means that they identify themselves as people from the Holy Empire, while the latter means that they identify themselves as people from Rezlan.

Sid couldn't help laughing. The stubborn and stubborn Rezlan has already told you his position. As the saying goes, when a friend comes, he has good wine, and when a jackal comes, he has a shotgun. If the visitor knows what to say, he will naturally know what to say. What not to say.

Of course, there are two kinds of people who don't want to offend, so there are two kinds of flags hanging on the balcony.

In addition to the black vulture golden crown flag on the yellow background and the red and white St. Bernard flag of Rezland, there are a small number of windows that will hang other flags, such as the black raven heraldry flag on the white background, the yellow and green stag heraldic flag or the The red, white, blue and gray wolf heraldry flag means that these people are relatively stubborn outsiders, and these people are destined not to be welcomed locally.

The Migratory Bird Tavern is well-informed as a relatively large local tavern, so naturally there are two flags hanging on the balcony, but the tavern owner Hanks is playing tricks here, and the red and white St. Bernard coat of arms flag of Rezland is hung in a more conspicuous position However, the black eagle heraldic banner of the Holy Empire needs to be observed for a second before it can be seen.

The brown walls, white bricks, and the fine and deep grain of the wood on the door of the tavern have been around for many years. Under the deep blue sky exclusive to the high altitude of Rezland, Sid was not in a hurry to enter the tavern, he came to At the end of the alley, he took off his hood, adjusted his makeup a little, hung up the swift sword "Temple Light Sword" on his waist, and scraped off the fluff from the corners of his mouth with a knife, before stepping into the tavern.

Sid is still too young, youth means innocence, sometimes very naive, not stable enough, so it is difficult to gain the trust of others, Sid has to dress himself up a bit, even when facing older mercenaries, he will stick A pinch of stubble made from its own hair.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, there was a wave of heat. There should be few people in the tavern in the morning, but today I don’t know why, there is a group of fully armed foreigners sitting in the Migratory Bird tavern. The two knights at the head should be in their forties. Yes, they were wearing standard knight robes, and behind the cloak was a raven symbolizing wisdom.

Raven Knights?Sid was a little surprised that the knights of the Raven Kingdom appeared in Rezlan?

In addition to the two old knights, there is also a younger knight. He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, has the same broken hair as Sid, and has blond hair and blue pupils, which makes Sid look at him more. The blue pupils showed that the young knight was undoubtedly of the blood of the second-class noble Iquis, but his blood was already relatively thin.

The young knight was sipping beer with his head down. He looked a little depressed, but Sid's eyes caught his attention. Seeing the white hair and blue eyes of the visitor, he smiled at Sid.

Sid responded with a polite smile.

In addition to these three official knights, there are more than a dozen knights following them, most of them are around 20 years old, and they will not exceed 23 years old at most.

Two old knights are chatting with Bob the bartender.

"So, the Battle of Friedland was defeated?" The two old knights were chatting, and they seemed to be filled with righteous indignation. The old knight slammed the beer glass on the table: "Trash! What a rubbish!"

Such thick blond eyebrows that Sid decided to call him thick eyebrows.

"I've known for a long time that Grand Duke Gerhardt and his group of guys are unreliable!" Another bald old knight was also angry: "I really don't know why His Majesty chooses to believe in the wolves and those bastards. Could it be that we ravens are not as good as you?" On the bad wolf?How did Gerhardt and his pups lose when they had to win? "

"Grand Duke Gerhardt didn't lose. He and his army of wolves didn't even have time to enter the Principality of Wallace." Bob talked about the news that just happened: "The 2 forwards of the Dukedom of Wallace After being defeated in Friedland, only more than 3000 people were left to retreat to Wolfsburg. It seems that this time to take back the Principality of Wallace is another dream."

"Wait, don't I remember that the vanguard coach is not the famous 'Charlie the Bold'? He is a famous general of the Empire, how could he lose so badly?" What kind of rotten fish and rotten shrimp?"

"Who knows." I don't know much about this Bob. In Rezlan, bartenders are one of the most well-informed groups. If they don't know, it means that there is no special channel to learn about it.

"So the peace talks may be resumed?" A bearded mercenary interrupted: "You tell me, the Black Eagle Court, who will our Emperor Sun send to be in charge of the peace talks?"

"The answer is not difficult to guess." The young knight said: "His Royal Highness Mendacus is currently inspecting the territory of the Bull Principality, and he cannot escape at all. His Royal Highness Armand is suppressing the rebellion in the Unicorn Principality, so what can be done in the Black Eagle Court now?" The one who represents the emperor is only..."

The young mercenaries were already holding their breath.

Could it be that they have the chance to meet...

"Bob, I'm here, where's the person?" The discussion didn't continue, Sid came to the bar and interrupted their unrealistic fantasy.

"Sid, you're finally here. Mr. Samir has been waiting for you for a long time." Bob said enthusiastically, pointing to the end of the bar: "It's right there."

At the end of the long, somewhat greasy wooden bar, sat a special man.

This man's hair was as black as the darkest dark night, and he could not find any other color. He was wearing a robe made of ordinary linen. If one only looked at his appearance, this man was obviously a A retired old mercenary.

And judging from his bags under the eyes and thin face, he might also have the problem of excessive sexual indulgence.

What surprised Sid even more was that the man with night-colored hair and star-colored eyes had an ordinary face.

It's not particularly ordinary, it's really ordinary, this man's appearance is so ordinary that he can't remember it at a glance, it belongs to the kind that he can't remember when he turns his head, and it's hard to recall the photo repeatedly. He is neither old nor young, about the appearance of a normal person between 35 and 45 years old.

Sid had to concentrate all his attention to remember his appearance, and the mercenary intermediary sat next to the man: "I heard that you need help?"

"I've always needed your help, my friend." The man opened his mouth. Before he opened his mouth, his body was as majestic as the Julian peaks, but after he spoke, it made people feel the warmth of summer: "Except for you, Who else can help me?"

Sid noticed that a middle-aged man does not have a beard, which is relatively rare, because a middle-aged man has a beautiful beard = a symbol of status, but the calmness displayed by the other party

"No hurry, we still have a lot of time, what do you want? I treat you." Seeing the enthusiasm of the visitor, Sid tried to make the other person feel his sincerity.

"No, we don't have time." The middle-aged man gestured for Bob not to come over. His eyes, as bright as the brightest star in the night sky, were fixed on Sid, and then Sid noticed the middle-aged man's expression. The eyeballs are gold: "Let's get started as soon as possible."

"Okay." The customer is God, and Sid doesn't have much time to argue with the other party. Hoffman's matter is still on his shoulders: "What's the name? What exactly do you need me to do for you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, Frieden Samir, just call me Frieden." The middle-aged man laughed.

"Okay, Mr. Frieden Samir, my name is Sid, where are you from? What do you usually do?" Sid didn't get straight to the point, but tried to collect information first.

"The retired old guy usually sleeps in the open, hiding here and there (harmoniously)." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "As for what to do, I really want to do it, but unfortunately someone won't let me do it, so I can only go around. Do odd jobs, piecemeal work."

"Then it's fate that we met." Sid thought to himself, what entrustment can such a middle-aged man have?

"It is indeed a kind of fate, my friend. The first time I saw you, I knew that you were the person I was looking for." Frieden Samir interlocked his fingers, and he kept the same half-smile as Sid The appearance seems to be expressing goodwill, but it seems to know everything: "My friend, how about you? I guess, you must not be a local."

"Yes, I'm from the Wolf Principality." Sid nodded, "But I'm living in Rezlan now."

"I guess you're not from the Wolf Principality either." Frieden Samir said meaningfully.

"!" Sid was startled, he could only forcefully smile and said, "Is it because of my appearance?"

"Maybe, I think you should be from Holy White City, but who knows?" Samir didn't give Sid any more chances to observe him: "I don't have much time, can we get to the point?"

"Please tell me." Sid was helpless, he really couldn't see through the person in front of him, but judging from his speaking ability and the looming strong aura on his body, Sid could feel that the other party was stronger than himself.

Frieden Samir has at least the strength of the peak of the exemplary level, and it is very likely that he has the strength of the hero level, and Goshide is a big level.

Facing someone who might be a big step above him, Sid naturally had to respect what he said.

"There's a bunch of nasty guys taking up places they shouldn't be. I hate them and want to drive them away, but I can't do it alone. I need your help."

After speaking, Frieden took out a map.

The information on the map shows that on Dufour Peak, a goblin tribe and a centaur tribe have occupied an ancient mountain camp. The content of the commission is very simple. Frieden is willing to pay 450 gold for this. Remuneration in crowns.

It really is a fat sheep!
Seeing such a high commission, Sid couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

450金埃居是什么概念？他之前当佣兵时，一年的年收入也就差不多25个金埃居！当了中间人这六个月的收入也只有20个金埃居，450个金埃居相当于一个普通基石阶佣兵18年的收入！

Of course, it is impossible for Xide to take this money alone, he will definitely go to form a mercenary team, but based on the 25% of the normal mercenary intermediary commission, Xide can also get about 112 gold crowns, which is a windfall It won't be so uncomfortable even if he changes places.

Fat sheep, fat sheep, Sid was happy, but his face was as calm as possible. He pretended to hesitate, as if thinking about the difficulties: "Mr. Frieden, Dufour Peak is far away from here, we have to sit for a long time The carriage of time, and then you have to climb a few mountains on foot, the road will take a long time, and according to the news you gave, there is a shaman in the Goblin tribe!"

"Honesty is a virtue, my friend." Samir said with a smile, "I'm honest with you, have you been honest with me?"

"I don't understand what you're saying." Sid pretended to be stupid: "I've always been an honest person."

"Honesty has a price." The middle-aged man took out a full gold coin bag, which was the size of a keg of beer, and there was a rattling sound in it: "If I can't buy honesty from you, then I can go to someone else and buy it, believe me, it's a win-win deal...well, 500 gold crowns, that's all I have, I have to survive after all."

"Okay, Mr. Frieden, the commission you gave is very fair. I can accept this commission. Before signing the contract, I would like to ask, do you have any specific requirements for the commission?"

"Let everything start as soon as possible, I really can't wait." Frieden gave Sid an emotional impression very, very much looking forward to: "I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm in a hurry, I don't want to go to church and wait in line Contract, find a notary."

"Tomorrow???" Sid immediately frowned: "Mr. Frieden, it's not that I don't want to, but the time to leave tomorrow is really...too tight."

"I can't wait to see you show your talents." Samir's golden eyes were full of expectation: "I believe you can do it, I think you are different from others."

"The time is so urgent..." Before Sid finished speaking, Samir already had an expression that I understood, and he took out something from his arms: "Okay, for the sake of harsh conditions, I can give you an extra A good thing."

"Oh?" Sid took the treasure that the middle-aged man took out from his arms, and he played with it in his hand.

It was a magnificent cup of gold, set with pearls on a solid gold base, and surrounded by two rubies and emeralds.

"Is there such a possibility that you stole the king's wine glass?" Sid is not a professional antique appraiser, but with several years of mercenary career, he can be sure that this gold cup is worthless in terms of value alone. It's definitely not cheap, even if it's worth 100 gold crowns, it's too low: "Are you sure you want to give it to me?"

"It's up to you." Samir spread his hands, "Can we sign the contract?"

"Okay." The two shook hands and began to prepare to sign the entrustment contract.

The gold cup and 75 gold crowns as a deposit were handed over to Sid, and the remaining 425 gold crowns will be stored in the mercenary guild, and Sid can receive the final payment after completing the task.

Both parties are very satisfied with this commission, especially Sid.

After completing this vote, he will run away!

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(End of this chapter)