Bang, boom, boom!

  In the small woods, Sean and Moore were fighting. The swords in their hands were like two cold lights, shuttling and colliding in the forest.

   Beautiful, but also deadly.

Both of them are people who practice knight swordsmanship, and their physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people. Their strength alone is enough to reach more than a thousand catties. Coupled with the sharpness of their swords, every sword they strike is full of powerful destructive power. Well, ordinary people, whoever is swept by these sword lights, will inevitably lose arms and legs.

  After asking Benson if he was the mastermind of the robbers, Sean and Moore came to this grove as usual to practice swordsmanship.

   "Show me your full strength!"

  Excited in the battle, Moore shouted, the sword in his hand seemed to be wrapped in ice and snow, and he slashed at Xiao En with the sword. It was the sixth style of the Silver Frost Knight Swordsmanship - Silver Frost Ice and Snow.

"as you wish."

  , upon hearing Moore's words, a smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth, and the sword in his hand sped up suddenly, like a gust of wind, and quickly slashed towards Moore.

Ding!

  A young man was knocked out immediately, retreated more than ten steps in a row, and didn't stop until he hit a tree. This man was Moore.

After he stopped, he looked at Sean with shock. Although he knew Sean's strength was very strong when Sean was fighting with Thackeray, when he really faced Sean's all-out attack, he couldn't help it. Still shocked, this kind of strength, even if not as good as Thackli, can definitely become one of the top few people in the class.

   "How is it? Are you okay!"

   Putting the knight sword back into its sheath, Sean walked towards Moore and asked with concern.

"fine."

   Rubbing his slightly sore back from hitting the tree, Moore laughed.

   "Your strength is getting stronger and stronger. If you attack with all your strength, I am afraid that you can defeat me with a few swords. Thank you for suppressing your strength and giving me a training partner these days."

  He is not jealous of Sean's growth, because he understands Sean's efforts better than anyone else, and now Sean's strength is growing rapidly, in his opinion, it is completely the result of accumulation.

"hey-hey."

Sean smiled. He hid his strength before, just to avoid being too abrupt, but it seems that Moore understood it as suppressing his strength in order to be a training partner for him. Since the other party understood it this way, he naturally didn't mean to explain it. .

"correct."

  Moore thought for a while, then said again.

   "How about the family caravan? My family's business has a lot of people here. If necessary, I can borrow some guards to help."

   "No need, the caravan should already be hiring mercenaries."

   Sean shook his head and said.

   "Okay, if you need it, tell me right away."

  Moore nodded, put the knight sword back into its sheath, looked at Sean and said.

   "Go to the cafeteria together?"

   "No, I want to go to the caravan to have a look."

"Oh well."

  Separated from Moore, Sean went straight out of the academy and walked towards the hotel where the caravan stayed in the capital.

   "Hi, Master Sean!"

  The hotel is a seemingly old, but quite clean shop. When Sean walked into the backyard of the hotel, he was immediately greeted by someone. These people were all wrapped in bandages, and they were the surviving caravan guards.

  Everyone looked at Sean with admiration. They were full of gratitude and awe in their hearts for Sean, who was so brave and saved them all by himself.

"Um."

  Sean nodded, looked at one of the tall middle-aged and asked.

   "Where is Butler Pound?"

   "The old butler was talking to a mercenary leader in the guest room."

  The middle-aged man said respectfully.

He is the captain of the caravan's guard, and his name is Stowe Leslie. Originally, he didn't think much of Xiao En, the nominal young master, because he felt that the other party was too weak. Swordsmanship, the strength is also estimated to be terrific.

  But when Sean showed his overwhelming terrifying strength, he was greatly shocked, curbed the contempt in his heart, and became extremely respectful towards Sean.

   "Mercenary leader?"

  Hearing this, Sean frowned and asked.

   "What's going on, why hasn't the matter of mercenaries been settled yet?"

   "It's not because those guys are all sitting on the ground and raising prices!"

  Stowe showed dissatisfaction on his face.

   "Those guys knew that after the caravan encountered robbers and lost most of the guards, they all raised their prices on the ground, and the prices they asked were more and more ruthless."

   "Sit down and raise the price?"

   Sean frowned.

  The reason why caravans go to the capital regularly is that on the one hand, they bring the leather purchased from Aser to the capital and sell them to leather dealers, and on the other hand, they transport some goods that are in short supply in Aser to sell back.

Although there are some profits, they are definitely not huge profits. After so many guards died in this battle, a lot of money will be paid for appeasement and compensation. It is inevitable to pay all the money earned this time. Unexpectedly, at this time, the mercenaries actually Also sit on the ground and raise the price.

Thinking of this, Sean walked straight to the guest room, and when he approached, he immediately heard two voices talking, one of which was the voice of Pound's housekeeper that Sean was very familiar with, and the other was a stranger's voice. sound.

   "No, at least 500 silver coins, otherwise I will never accept this mission."

  The strange man said forcefully.

   "Your asking price is too harsh, it's usually 250 silver coins!"

   Butler Pound said in a deep voice.

   "No way, the price of the employment market has increased recently, and your caravan encountered robbers just a few miles out of the capital. I am afraid that you were targeted by these robbers. It is too risky to take your mission."

  When Sean walked into the living room, he saw a man shaking his head repeatedly.

  The man was a sturdy man, six feet tall by visual inspection, with a thick back and a tomahawk on his back. The other party obviously decided that the caravan was short of manpower and had to hire mercenaries, so the asking price was extremely tough.

  He is the leader of the mercenaries, Palma Liusi.

   "The leader of that gang of robbers was beheaded on the spot by my young master. He must have been disbanded now, and it is impossible for him to reappear."

  The old man explained patiently.

   "That won't work either. With this price, it can't be lowered. If you don't agree, then I have no choice but to not accept it."

  Parma shook his head resolutely.

   "And you said that your young master beheaded the leader of the robbers. The credibility of this statement is too low."

"To beat your caravan to such an extent, the strength of that group of robbers is definitely not weak. I'm afraid the leader of the robbers is a person who has practiced chivalry, right? I absolutely don't believe that he would be beheaded by your young master." of."

   "My young master is a student of Oni Knight Academy, and his strength is definitely not weak."

   Butler Pound frowned.

"Of course I know the Oni Knight Academy. Although this academy is the best academy in the Kingdom of Carlo, I absolutely don't believe it when you say that a young guy can defeat an adult who has practiced chivalry for many years. I'll take a look at your young master to see if he can take my ax."

  Parma sneered disdainfully.

   "Take your ax next? Are you so confident in the ax behind you?"

   Sean walked over and looked at Palma who was carrying the ax with a sneer on his face.

  He didn't really care about other people's contempt, but the other party obviously raised the price of the caravan by suppressing him, so he couldn't pretend that he didn't hear it.

  Hearing Sean's words, Palma turned his head and saw that he was about 15 years old. He couldn't help frowning and looked at the old housekeeper, dissatisfied.

   "Where did the child come from? Is this how your caravan is? During the negotiation, a child broke in?"

   "That's our young master!"

   Pound was already angry at Parma's efforts to belittle Sean, and he couldn't help frowning when he heard the other party's question.

   "He is not qualified to come in, so who is qualified to come in?"

   "It seems that you sincerely don't want to hire our mercenary team?"

  Seeing that the butler Pang De who was talking to each other just now seemed to be a different person suddenly, and his words were blunt, Palma couldn't help but said angrily.

"this…"

Hearing this, Butler Pound was in a dilemma. This mercenary leader was already the fourth mercenary team received today. The other mercenary teams also failed to negotiate the commission. The reason why he had a tough attitude just now , and it was entirely because the other party belittled Sean, which made him angry.

   At this moment, Sean went straight to a chair next to him and sat down, looking at Palma.

   "Just now you said that I can't take your axe?"

   "I said it, why?"

  Looking at Sean, Palma snorted disdainfully when he saw that he was young.

   "Then how about trying?"

   Sean sneered.

   "If you want to try, I don't mind giving it to you, but if you lose an arm or a leg, don't blame me!"

  Hearing this, Palma immediately looked at Sean with a bad expression, and said coldly.