Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 172: Viscount Wild Boar (Please subscribe, please vote)
The song ended and the crowd dispersed. It was already late at night and everyone was busy with their own things. But tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night!
Roy stepped into his tent, followed by Angel and Oliveira, who followed him like shadows without saying a word.

Lilia came forward and asked curiously, "Luo Yi, what's the big deal about you making such a fuss?"

Luo Yi chuckled and said, "It's not me who caused this trouble, but we have to let Captain Xike see it.

We are not lambs to be bullied. I, Loyi, have the confidence to enter the Norman Principality."

Lilia tilted her head slightly, as if she had thought of something, and asked again: "You mean, he hesitated?"

"Of course he would hesitate!"

Luo Yi said as a matter of course: "In our line of work, we may have to get involved in the war between nobles, and the danger is extremely high.

Although the Dragon and Beauty Mercenaries accepted the mission, what they sought was wealth, not death.

So, if you were sitting in his position, would you hesitate? "

Lilia was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't accept this mission!"

"That's what they do for a living. The commission we offer is so generous, how can they not accept it?!
However, accepting a mission is one thing, and weighing the risks is another.”

"So, that's why there is today's test?"

"I just wanted to give him a shock so that he would stop having those inappropriate thoughts and do his job well!

Of course, give him some confidence too!"

As Luo Yi said this, his expression became serious. He looked at Ange and said softly, "Starting tomorrow, we will no longer be in the territory of the Habsburg Empire.

So, let’s spread out our hands. I have a feeling this business won’t be very stable.”

Ange nodded: "Okay!"

Luo Yi looked at Oliveira again and said, "Teacher, we also have to be vigilant."

Oliveira didn't say anything, just nodded slightly!
Only then did Luo Yi look up at the night sky, and after a moment he said, “Starting tomorrow, it will be a real test.

I would like to know how the nobles of the Norman Duchy, my potential enemies, will welcome my arrival?"

……

Inside another tent.

The leader of the Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group, Xike Francis, held the wine jug in his hand, frowned in thought, with a look of both joy and depression.

On the side, Hector Hunter was the first to lose his patience: "Captain, Captain, are you really asking Luo Yi, Lord Luo Yi to attack me?"

Captain Xike was distracted and looked up: "Such an obvious thing, are you still struggling with it?"

Hector Hunt complained, “No, even if you want to find an opponent for me, don’t find someone like this.

A level 3 transcendental being beating up a level 2 transcendent like me, isn't that bullying me?"

Xike rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't I tell you, he's not level three, let alone extraordinary, only level two!"

"Level 2, can I release my fighting spirit? Captain, do you think I'm stupid?"

"You are stupid, really stupid!

The release of fighting spirit is a sign of the third level, that’s because most combat professionals can only release their fighting spirit when they reach the third level!

But there are a small number of people, a very small number of people, who practice high-level breathing techniques and possess special combat skills that allow them to break this limitation even at the second level. "

Hector Hunter still found it hard to believe: "He is really only at level two, like me?"

Xike Francis laughed: "He is different from you!
Hector, as for you, if you can get rid of your pride and move forward steadily, and if you don't die in battle and have sufficient supply of resources, you may be able to enter the third level of transcendence.

Most likely, this is your limit, and mine too!"

“And Lord Luo Yi, for a genius like him, the third level is just his starting point, and becoming a fourth-level natural disaster expert is also within his reach.

Even, he could still aspire to become a fifth-level legend."

"If you really want to compete with him, you're not even a little bit behind him!"

After a pause, he continued, “Besides, today he just wanted to shock me, but he didn’t use his full strength!

If we really let go, the outcome will be hard to predict."

"So, you really did this on purpose today?"

“That’s what I meant. I have to be responsible for more than a hundred people in the group, and I really want to find out the truth.

However, I originally thought that he was still a lion cub and needed time to grow up, but he ended up meeting a lion king with fangs bared!"

As he said this, he muttered in a low voice: "In this case, maybe it's better to be honest. I can have a good chat with him."

……

at the same time,

In another tent, the head maid of the Norman Archduke, a pretty girl named Eva Freke, was also in deep thought, with a faint smile on her face.

At a certain moment, she whispered, "Here we are, in the territory of that rude Viscount Boar.
He was a man who was neither a meat nor a vegetable, had no aristocratic morals, and was a staunch old aristocrat.

He will definitely cause trouble for you!"

After a pause, she spoke with a hint of resentment, "I just don't believe that you won't come to me when the time comes."

……

The night deepened.
Outside the camp,

Suddenly, something moved in the darkness.

His speed was very slow, almost like a turtle's pace, and it was also silent.

Shaking off the leaves, he got on all fours and retreated like a lizard.

Only after he had retreated far enough did he stand up. A scroll in his hand was burning, and the text containing various information about the convoy also disappeared in the flames.

After doing all this, he took one last look at the camp, then turned around immediately and disappeared into the darkness at a very fast speed.

People always have inertial thinking and think that danger will only occur when they cross the border of the Habsburg Empire.

But actually?
Many times, that invisible line cannot stop those who are determined.

...In the darkness,

On top of the mountain, inside an ancient castle.

A burly man who was obese, exuded a savage aura, but was dressed in aristocratic clothes, was sitting in the main seat.

He had a rough appearance, an exaggeratedly large beard, and short, thick fingers, but they were extremely powerful.

He gave people the feeling that he was more like a ferocious beast than a human.

At this moment, he was stroking the paper in his hand, his eyes widened, and he made a snoring sound like a pig.

“Two hundred people, a mercenary group with only one hundred people?

With just a few people like this, you want to cross my collar, aren't you looking down on me?!"

"There are at least two third-level knights. This is a problem, but they are nothing more than ants under the charge of my knights!"

"But, we still have to be cautious. I am the most cautious person. So let's send a group of robbers to give it a try."

"I have to be careful. Then I can kill them all!"

Muttering like this, well, what he thought was muttering was actually equivalent to an ordinary person's shouting.

When he looked up, he said directly: "Butler, butler!"

An equally fat but agile figure walked out. He was almost the same size as the lord and was also wearing gentleman's clothes.

"Do you know how to do it?"

"Know!"

"Who do you think is suitable to take action?"

"I think the Mad Wolf Bandits are more suitable. They are fast enough and have decent strength!"

"Then send them a message and tell them to move as quickly as possible, otherwise, I will personally break their necks."

"Yes!"

……

The next day,

early morning.

The conch shell blew.

The wheels rolled, the horses galloped, and the team of two hundred people set off again.

And at the original place, ten imperial soldiers sat upright on their war horses, staring quietly.

They still maintained the posture of an imperial soldier, with their backs straight, their uniforms neat and tidy, and the magic guns behind them flashing a cold metallic light.

It was not until the team went away that they drove their horses around, the sound of coins jingling on their bodies, that the smiles on their faces could no longer be concealed.

The leading captain said, "Before, people always said that this guy was generous and magnanimous, but I was secretly critical of him, wondering how generous he could be.

This time I realized that this is really generous! "

As he said this, he was already holding the purse in his hand and couldn't help shaking it.

Amid the clanking sound of metal colliding, all the imperial soldiers couldn't help but reveal expressions of joy.

Because, they have the same bag too!
Ten imperial soldiers, each receiving ten gold tyers, which was equivalent to their half-year military pay.

Now, it was handed over to them as a reward for their hard work during this period of time. How could they not be happy?
However, the leading captain took the money bag and immediately said, "Remember, we don't charge any reward, understand?"

"Know!"

"Then go back!"

……

the other side.

Sik Francis drove his warhorse to sit side by side with Roy and said in a very simple manner: "Sir Roy, I think we need to have a frank talk."

Luo Yi asked: "How do you want to talk?"

Xike said: “I want to know, how dangerous is this trip?
And, what kind of enemies will our Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group face?"

Luo Yi shook his head: "To be precise, I don't know much about the Norman Principality.

Maybe they have good intentions towards me, but more likely, they want to eat me up.”

"So, Captain Xike, you'd better be prepared to face enemies everywhere and don't trust anyone."

Sike Francis' expression froze, and he looked at Roy as if he were looking at a devil.

Luo Yi smiled slightly and said, "Of course, I know it's dangerous, so the only thing I can promise you is...

When necessary, my people will take action. Teacher Oliveira, me, Ang, and even those magic apprentices are all capable of fighting.

So, you can rest assured that I will never let your Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group fight alone!"

"Besides that, I can also guarantee that after you complete the task, I can give you a bonus, not to mention the commission."

"how many?"

"That depends on your performance. What I can promise is that I will give you no less than half of your commission."

Even though he was prepared, Sik Francis' breath was stagnant. He asked, "You didn't lie to me?"

Luo Yi asked back: "Is my credit so bad? Or do you think I'm short of money?"

"In that case, what else is there to say? Being a mercenary means you get paid for your life.

Don't worry, I, Xike Francis, will take care of your safety along the way!"

PS: I was delayed by something urgent, but I will definitely update three times tonight.

　The second update will be revised, please wait!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)