Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 72 Recruitment (Please add to your favorites)

After Carl arrived, Aya and the others rented a small courtyard, each with their own room, no longer crammed together like before.

They even set aside a room specifically for entertaining guests.

"Jacqueline!"

Upon seeing the figure push open the door and enter, Karl couldn't help but show surprise:

"Is it you?"

Jacqueline, a survivor of the Whisperers of the Wind and a companion I met in the Black City underground, has also come to Free Port.

That's normal.

Nine out of ten people who escape Black City will come here.

"Mr. Carl!" Jacqueline, a burly woman with scars on her face, bowed in greeting.

"We meet again."

"Yes," Carl remarked.

"You escaped too?"

"Thanks to you." Jacqueline's voice held a sense of relief at surviving the ordeal, along with gratitude.

"If it weren't for you leading the resistance and killing the knight captain among the city guards, we would have fallen along with Black City."

"You saved our lives!"

"That's all in the past, let's not bring it up again." Karl waved his hand, glancing behind the other person:

"Who is this?"

"Let me introduce you," Jacqueline said hastily, gesturing with her hand.

"Knight As, the manager of the Sickle Brotherhood at Vanilla Market. I was new to Free Port and knew nothing, so I was very grateful for his help."

"Hello."

Yass was a refined middle-aged man, unlike the fishy smell that was common among ordinary people in Free Port, who had a faint scent of incense.

perfume?

He not only wore perfume, but his clothes were also impeccably clean, and his leather boots were spotless.

Keeping clean on such a muddy road is no easy task.

It is clear.

This is a person who pays attention to their appearance.

"I've long heard of a warrior from Black City who led the miners in a rebellion against the tyranny of the city guards."

Yas placed one hand on his chest and bowed in greeting:

"Your courage and wisdom are truly admirable!"

"I heard that you also came to Free Port and even know Jacqueline, so I took the liberty of coming to bother you."

He put down the gift in his hand as he spoke.

"You're too kind." Karl gestured with his hand.

"Please sit down."

He had a good first impression of the other person; the other person was refined and polite, much better than the one from the Sea God Society.

Moreover, bringing an acquaintance along increases the persuasiveness.

After sitting down.

Instead of getting down to business, As started talking about the situation in Free Port. He was a successful businessman with a wealth of knowledge, and he could make even the most mundane things sound interesting. Moreover, people in Black City had no contact with the outside world, so Aya and the others pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

Karl was a man of few words, but he possessed a wealth of knowledge that was unmatched by ordinary people, and his words often went straight to the heart of the matter.

This excited As, and he became increasingly enthusiastic about the conversation.

"The scythe represents the weapon of Cronus, the god of death. This scythe symbolizes the end of time and the arrival of death."

"Many organizations use the sickle as a name. I heard there used to be a sickle society in Black City?"

"Yes."

Carl nodded:

"It simply disappeared later due to infighting between factions."

"Sigh!" As sighed softly.

"People's hearts are fickle, and disputes are hard to avoid. In a free port without a manager, conflicts are even more common."

"Without a master in charge, a small force often cannot last long before it perishes."

Only the truly powerful can endure!

He looked at Karl and said seriously:

"Brother Karl has just arrived in Free Port and hasn't joined any faction yet. Why not consider our Brotherhood of the Scythe?"

Karl stroked his chin without saying a word.

He was waiting for the other party to state their terms.

There aren't many pharmacists in Free Port, and even fewer who can concoct more than ten kinds of potions like him.

They would be highly sought after by any faction.

"Our Brotherhood of the Scythes is led by a Grand Knight who is on track to become a legend, and several of our elders are also Grand Knights," As said with a smile.

"In terms of the number of Grand Knights, neither the Sea God Guild nor the Dragon King Merchant Guild can match us!"

"The Karl brothers are very capable and young, and they have the potential to become great knights. We can provide more support in this regard."

"Oh!" Karl's eyes flickered slightly.

"How so?"

"The Brotherhood of Scythes can provide a shop in the Vanilla Market, at least two high-quality Beast Pills per month for your training, and some books on knightly training can also be provided free of charge," As said.

"Add another Dark Walker sign."

"We will also provide the materials you need to concoct the potion, but the potion needs to be supplied to the Brotherhood first."

This is a good offer!

So far, the Brotherhood of Scythes has offered the best terms of the three, and Carl is clearly somewhat tempted.

"Mr. Carl."

Jacqueline spoke up from the side:

"The Dark Walker Sign is an advanced version of the Shadow Signs of the Shadow Alliance, and is exclusive to the Brotherhood of Scythes."

"This seal is even rarer than the swimming seal!"

"Not bad," Yass laughed.

"Those who possess the Dark Walker's Sign will be favored by the night, and their strength will increase by 20% at night."

"They can see the night as if it were day, and are even less likely to be discovered when they hide in the shadows. They can even come into contact with ghosts."

Strength increased by 20%?

A smile involuntarily appeared on Karl's face.

If he could truly increase his strength by 20%, he would have the courage to clash with the Great Knight even at night.

After all, besides his knightly skills, he was also a mid-level wizard apprentice.

"Thanks to the Brotherhood of Scythes for the invitation."

Karl opened his mouth:

"I've only been in Free Port for a short time, and I haven't really figured out what to do next. Joining the Brotherhood of the Scythe would be perfect."

"Well……"

When will the Dharma seal be given?

"These past two days!" Yass joked.

"Brother Karl, once you receive the sign, you'll be a member of the Brotherhood. You can't back out then."

"Of course not," Karl shook his head.

…………

Back at the Brotherhood of Scythe's headquarters, As couldn't hide his excitement.

Karl gave him a good impression. Despite his formidable strength, he was more like a knowledgeable scholar, lacking the usual ferocity of a knight. It was very comfortable to talk to him.

Being a pharmacist is an added bonus.

Moreover, as news of what happened in Black City gradually spread, those who fled from Black City were very grateful to Karl, and his joining would attract these people.

This can be described as killing two birds with one stone!

"Creak..."

Pushing open a door, Yas strode inside:

"Father!"

He spoke hastily:

"Karl has already agreed to join the Brotherhood of the Scythe. As long as the Dark Walker is sent over, he'll be one of us."

"Hmm..." Henry, the fourth elder of the Brotherhood of Scythes, known as the Eagle, opened his eyes. His expression was somewhat complicated as he slowly said:

"As, if... I mean if, without the Dark Walker's Sign, would he still agree?"

"Huh?" As was taken aback, instinctively sensing something was wrong, and hesitantly asked:

"Father, what do you mean by this?"

"Ugh!"

Henry sighed, slowly rose from his seat, and paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.

"Not long after you left, the Second Elder's men came looking for you. Their little Heri wanted the Dark Walker's Sign."

"But..." As frowned:

"We've already made the arrangements."

"It's settled, but we haven't given it to them yet, have we?" Henry waved his hand.

"You know the Second Elder's personality very well. If we don't give him the Dharma Seal, we'll inevitably run into trouble later."

"Little Heri is that kind of person again..."

"Let's change to a different hand seal!"

"Father!" Asa stamped his foot in anger.

"How can something like this be changed? Didn't you tell them that the seal has already been sealed?"

"I already said so," Henry sighed.

"But do you think it's useful?"

"This..." As hesitated, knowing the Second Elder's personality well, and gritted his teeth angrily:

"Father, you are also an elder in the association!"

"I'm getting old," Henry said bitterly.

"You can't deny getting old!"

"I'll go find the president," As said in a deep voice.

"Karl is young and has a great chance of becoming a Grand Knight. Joining us will bring many benefits."

"and……"

"The deal is already set, how am I supposed to face people if I change it now?"

He's a very proud person; he wouldn't do something so humiliating.

"The president?" Henry shook his head.

"The president's son is pursuing little Heri, and do you think the president is willing to reject the second elder's proposal?"

Yas remained silent.

indeed.

In recent years, the president has spent most of his time in seclusion cultivating, hoping to take another step closer to becoming a legend.

The Brotherhood of Sickles delegates all its affairs, big and small, to a few elders, among whom the Second Elder is the most powerful.

Henry had retired from the front lines years earlier due to serious injuries and only handled some business dealings.

Gradually, they were already on the verge of losing power.

The father and son didn't have much to say to each other in the Brotherhood of the Sickles.

"What should we do then?"

As bowed his head:

"Should I tell Karl that the promised sign is gone?"

"Ugh!"

Henry sighed softly:

"This is the only way."

…………

They said they'd wait two days, but then they just disappeared.

Jacqueline did come once during that time, but her attitude was very strange, and she stammered for a long time without giving any concrete information.

"Oh……"

Karl wasn't stupid; he could easily see the problem and shook his head.

"It seems like it won't work."

"Uncle."

Aya walked in:

"Sister Susan is here."

"please!"

Carl stood up.

Susan was dressed as strikingly as ever, her revealing outfit under her cape showcasing her figure perfectly.

"I've heard some news."

Her long, slender, white legs were crossed, and she spoke with a smile:

"The Brotherhood of Scythes has acquired a new Dark Walker sign, which was eventually given to the Second Elder's daughter, Heri."

"I know Little Heli. She can't endure any hardship in cultivation. She eats beast pills every day but is still just a knight's attendant. It's unlikely that she will become a knight. The Second Elder probably gave her the magic seal because he was worried that she was not strong enough."

"Is that so?" Karl picked up his glass, took a small sip, and his expression remained unchanged.

"She has a good father."

No wonder I haven't received any letters. It turns out the seal already belongs to someone else. Is As ashamed to come and see me?

That seems a bit deliberate.

As long as the reason is explained, Karl will not blame him; he can only say that Yass is someone who can't bring himself to back down.

But little did they know.

The less you come, the less people will like you.

The key is to face difficulties head-on and find ways to solve them. Simply running away will only make you look weak and ultimately you won't get anything done.

"Yes!" Susan lightly tossed her long, wavy golden hair.

"A good father is indeed someone to be envied."

"Actually, our Dragon King Chamber of Commerce is quite good, especially in terms of procuring various supplies, which is very convenient."

"Hmm..." Karl remained noncommittal.

"Yeah?"

"Join us, and the Chamber of Commerce will provide you with two high-quality beast pills every month for free, plus priority purchase rights for two more." Susan sat up straight, her eyes shining brightly.

"also……"

"Add another Steel Body Seal!"

She had come several times before, so there was no need to repeat the previous conditions. This time, the main difference was the addition of a magic seal.

The Dharma seal may not be expensive.

But that's too little!

Especially high-quality Dharma seals are rare and difficult to find.

"Steel Body?" Karl mused.

He had long heard of this magic seal; several of the people who died at his hands possessed it.

Refining the Steel Body Seal can increase the body's defense to a certain extent.

to be frank.

He wasn't particularly interested in it, after all, with his secondary spell field and armor, his defenses were strong enough.

But even lice meat is still meat, and besides, the Steel Body Seal isn't bad either.

As for high-quality beast pills, they are purely a perk; even if you don't use them after acquiring them, you can resell them.

He then asked slowly:

"What about the medicine?"

"That's negotiable." Seeing that Karl seemed interested, Susan's eyes lit up, and she said:

"The Chamber of Commerce will provide the materials, and you will be responsible for refining the potions. A certain amount of the potions will be given to the Chamber of Commerce as material costs."

"Some of the remainder will be sold through the Chamber of Commerce shops, and we will share a portion of the profits with you."

"You can sell the rest in your own shop."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper.

The paper specified the exact quotas, including the minimum amount of potions to be refined and submitted to the Chamber of Commerce each month.

There is also a profit sharing.

According to what's written here, Karl is essentially working for the Dragon King Merchant Guild, and he won't earn much money.

of course.

If you work hard and produce more than a certain amount of potions each month, your profits will increase significantly.

Karl seemed to be deep in thought.

He didn't care much about income; his main goal was to have a permanent foothold in Freeport.

As for brewing the potions, Aya will do it as much as possible, so it won't waste too much of his time.

When it came to specific profits, they couldn't just accept whatever the other party said, and the two engaged in a heated discussion.

a long time.

Carl asked:

When will the Dharma seal be given?

The fact that the Sickle Brotherhood could change the established legal seals indicates internal power struggles. In that case, joining the Dragon King Merchant Guild would be a good choice.

"Now!"

Susan smiled and had a wooden box brought out. When she opened the box, a magic seal was found inside.

Steel Body!

"Oh……"

Karl chuckled and shook his head, reaching out his hand:

"make a deal!"

"Welcome!" Susan extended both hands, grasped Carl's right hand, and greeted him warmly.

"Welcome to the Dragon King Merchant Guild!"

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Green Vine Castle is located in the eastern part of Signoria and once belonged to the Grand Duke of Saxony or when he was a count.

Later, when the Grand Duke left, he donated it to the church.

Large banquets involving churches are often held here.

This is an ancient castle, surrounded by majestic stone walls and pointed towers, which appear solemn and mysterious in the afterglow of the setting sun.

When Carl arrived, the band and singers were already in place, and the performers, dressed in elaborate uniforms, were singing hymns.

The sacred and melodious songs echoed through the castle and gardens, and most of the guests who came and went had solemn expressions.

Pleasant, cheerful, and playful—that doesn't fit the atmosphere here.

Dina wore a hat decorated with feathers, and the heavy headdress made her, who was already in a daze, frequently lower her head.

"Sir."

Carl didn't know anyone here, so he could only linger and chat with her:

"Didn't sleep well last night?"

"Not just yesterday?" Diana rolled her eyes, forcing herself to stay alert.

"For several days in a row, we've practically run all over the north of the city for Kerry's fiancée."

"You've worked hard." Carl expressed his admiration.

"It is Kerry's good fortune, and our good fortune, to have such a considerate leader as you."

He had heard about this matter.

When Kerry realized he couldn't rescue his fiancée on his own, he started harassing all his colleagues in the patrol department.

Everyone is trying to find him a fiancée.

Along with it.

The usually quiet patrol hall has become busy.

"Not just because of him." Diana gently shook her head.

"During my investigation in the northern part of the city these past few days, I've discovered that many girls have gone missing recently, almost every day."

Her expression turned serious:

"There must be some evil force secretly abducting girls. I wonder what they're up to?"

"Um!"

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

"Uh..." Carl shrugged.

"I've heard some rumors."

"Have you heard of it?" Diana's expression turned serious.

"Since you heard about it, why didn't you report it? Don't forget, you're a patrol officer responsible for maintaining city order!"

"Sir."

Carl sighed:

"It's impossible for me to be the only one who knows about this. If you ask around, you can hear about it."

"When trouble comes to the children of nobles or residents of the inner city, the patrol office handles it. When has it ever bothered ordinary people in the outer city?"

"You're making excuses for your irresponsibility!" Diana waved her arm fiercely.

"Fairness, protection, and justice are virtues that should be upheld by both nobles and knights."

"..." Karl opened his mouth, then sighed helplessly:

"All right!"

"I have been too cold-hearted. I hope the officer will bring those criminals to justice as soon as possible and give the citizens an explanation."

And said:

"I truly mean it!"

"snort!"

Diana snorted coldly.

She couldn't stand Karl's cold and distant attitude. He was a nobleman and an inspector, yet he seemed to have forgotten what justice and responsibility meant.

but……

How many nobles and knights today still adhere to outdated rules?

A quick glance around the room revealed that every guest was dressed to the nines and appeared solemn and serious, but behind the scenes, which one of them hadn't done something sordid?

Ugh!

Diana sighed silently, a sense of weariness suddenly rising in her heart, but it was quickly suppressed by her fighting spirit.

I'm different!

We shouldn't have fallen into depravity!

"Whoosh..."

"Slap! Slap!"

At this moment, the music in the venue stopped, and everyone politely clapped their hands to applaud the performers.

"Wasn't today's banquet a farewell feast for Archbishop Antonio?" Karl asked, turning his head.

"Why haven't I seen him?"

"It looks like they're resting in the back." Diana looked up at the crowd:

"Count Baro and Princess Duna are both here, and the Archbishop should have shown up as well, but we didn't notice."

"Um."

Carl nodded.

should be.

They weren't paying much attention to the people at the main venue of the banquet, and they didn't even listen carefully to Princess Duna's speech.

"Karl!"

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

Jenny, lifting her skirt, jogged up to the two of them, her face beaming with excitement.

"I didn't expect you to be here today, Captain Diana."

"Yes," Karl said.

"You sang very well; it was captivating."

Diana returned the greeting.

"You can't use the word 'addicted' to describe hymns," Jenny shook her head; she was also one of the performers today.

"I……"

"I'm leaving Signoria soon."

She joined the Barrow Choir and made her first official stage performance, where she was spotted by the Royal Opera House.

After this banquet, I will go to the royal city with the theater staff to study and further my education.

Seeing Carl at this time was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise, which is why I took the initiative to come over after the event.

"I've heard about it," Karl asked.

"Are you going alone?"

"Yes."

Jenny's eyes were slightly red, her fingers twirling the hem of her skirt, and she whispered:

"I will go to the capital to study first, and then I will bring my mother over after I have earned some money. It will take at least two or three years."

She had just come of age and had never been separated from her mother before. This time, she was gone for two or three years without any companions.

Thinking about these things, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

However, Diana knew that this was a rare opportunity, and if she missed it, she might never have another chance in her life.

"Time flies when you're studying," Carl comforted him.

"It may take many years for someone from Signoria to join the Royal Opera House. Perhaps you can even become a Divine Singer. At that time, not only Mrs. Mary, but I will also be proud."

So-called divine singers are singers who sing specifically for deities, and their status is no less than that of a regional bishop.

It is said that...

Some of the angels who are present around the gods are the singers of divine chants.

"I can't do it."

Jenny blushed slightly.

"I have never studied music theory, I don't know anything, and I am the dumbest among the teachers and students."

"Knowledge can be learned, but talent is innate; it cannot be learned even if you want to," Karl laughed.

"Your talent is truly enviable."

"Thank you." Jenny smiled sweetly.

"When I go to the capital, can I write to you?"

"Of course," Karl nodded, then added:

"However, I'll be leaving Signoria soon, and I don't have a specific location yet, so I might not be able to contact you until later."

"Ah!" Jenny's heart skipped a beat:

"Are you leaving too?"

"Where to?"

"A rather special place." Karl didn't say it directly, after all, the Black Swamp was simply unsuitable for ordinary people to live in.

But his words clearly caused Jenny to misunderstand, thinking he was unwilling to talk about it, and her expression darkened.

"Jenny!"

At that moment, a slightly shrill voice rang out.

A tall woman stepped out from the choir. She quickly approached Jenny and said in a deep voice:

"What are you doing here?"

"teacher."

Jenny was clearly terrified of the other person and instinctively shrank back.

"I'm going to have a few words with a friend."

"Friend?" The woman's scrutinizing gaze fell on Karl, then she gave a disdainful snort:

"You should remember your identity; everything must be done in service of God in order to truly sing hymns well."

"The body must be pure, and so must the soul!"

This group of women were forbidden from having romantic relationships with men.

"Yes," Jenny replied timidly.

"Walk."

The woman tugged at her sleeve:

"Come back with me, we might return to the capital tonight."

Watching Jenny leave with reluctance, Dinah couldn't help but chuckle softly:

"She likes you."

"A little girl's impulsive actions during her innocent and naive years shouldn't be taken seriously," Karl shook his head.

"oh!"

Diana seemed somewhat surprised:

"You know what she's thinking but don't respond; that's not like a gentleman."

"To ruin someone's future because of a moment of impulse is not the behavior of a gentleman." Karl said calmly.

"Sir, what do you think?"

"Tsk tsk..." Diana shook her head and clicked her tongue lightly.

"Karl, I think I should get to know you again. Although you are a bit cold, at least you are not so promiscuous."

She had seen plenty of promiscuous nobles, both men and women.

Karl's attitude toward Jenny impressed her; people who can control their desires are rare, especially nobles who have few constraints.

No wonder!

No wonder he doesn't like his cousin.

At least Karl has some redeeming qualities when it comes to emotions.

"It seems Archbishop Antonio won't be showing up today," Karl muttered to himself, watching Count Barrow give his speech on the stage.

"Maybe I should find a chance to leave."

"casual."

Diana lowered her head, pretending to be asleep, taking the opportunity to rest.

"Um?"

Carl suddenly frowned and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Diana raised her eyelids slightly.

"It seems... there are a few more people." Karl looked puzzled, then his eyes snapped open and he retreated rapidly.

"Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, several figures suddenly rushed out of the crowd and pounced on Barrow, who was giving a speech.

"For the blazing sun!"

"By God the Father!"

"..."

These people roared loudly, their eyes filled with fanaticism, and a scorching aura emanated from their bodies.

The fire thief!

"boom!"

One after another, bursts of flame exploded with a deafening roar.

Their target is not just Barrow.

Nearby staff and servants dropped what they were holding and roared as they rushed toward the crowded area.

"For the Father God!"

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