Fairy’s Box

The new lunar calendar is 1495, October.

In the Frankish Kingdom, at the right window of the Mercenary Union, a handsome waiter in short skirts affixed a seal to a clay pot, then took out thirty banknotes and a receipt from under the counter, and handed them out at the same time:

"The White Crow Mercenary Corps has completed the task of collecting the nectar of the Peak King. The appraisal is qualified, and the reward is 3,000 cloth. Please sign for it."

"Good good!"

The head of the regiment, Wei En, smiled, put a fingerprint on the lower right corner of the receipt, took the commission, and left the window with a fluttering pace.

After returning to the rest area, his three men immediately surrounded him and asked hopefully:

"Captain...how is it?"

"Hahaha, there's no problem with the nectar, it's qualified!" He grinned, then took out the commission he just received, and flashed it on everyone's face, the scent of the high-quality paper mixed with ink immediately dissipated in the air.

"Great, we earned 3,000 Bron in two days, and the White Crow Mercenary Group must have a bright future!" Archer Martin cheered and clapped his hands.

"Head of the regiment...then what...isn't it time to split the money this month?" The deputy head of the regiment, Hill, stared at the pile of money, shyly approaching it.

"Not in a hurry."

Wien cleared his throat, put on a dignified expression, and said slowly: "Our mercenary group has finally started to make a profit. This month's income has reached 20,000 Bron, and the future is very bright!"

"Okay!" The three members immediately echoed and applauded.

"But!" He changed his tone, and continued with a heavy expression: "My duty as the head of the regiment tells me that we must take a long-term perspective and not care about temporary benefits, do you understand?"

"Captain... You won't pay your salary, will you?" The only female mage, Kassan Dai, had red eyes, holding the cheap staff in her hand, and said with tears in her eyes:

"I can't even buy a spell scroll."

"Cough, don't talk nonsense." Wei En's face flashed a trace of embarrassment. After coughing twice, he said solemnly: "Strength is everything. Only when our level improves, can we make big money."

"We also want to improve, but many things can't be learned just by reading books." Hill stroked his beard and sighed.

"Many secret realms are too dangerous, and it's not worth it to trade your life." Martin spread his hands helplessly.

"Well, you summed it up very well. In view of the current situation, we must go to professional places for training to improve our skills and knowledge."

"Training?" The eyes of the three of them lit up, this is good, they have long been suffering from the predicament that they have nowhere to learn their skills, and their strength cannot be improved.

"Yes! I plan to use the three-month commission to find a reliable training base for us to train our skills." Wien said with a deep expression while stroking his deliberately long beard.

"Agree." The three agreed in unison.

"What training base are you going to look for?" Martin quickly used honorifics and asked scratching his head.

"This... I haven't thought about it yet, but I absolutely can't find a domestic cheating base, what a liar!" Wei En said with bitterness and hatred on his face.

"The best mercenary base must be in Rosevia." Kassandai took it for granted.

"Yeah, it would be great if he could become an orthodox knight under the Eagle's banner." Hill said looking forward to the ceiling of the union.

"It's good for young people to have ideals, but it's not right to daydream." Martin pierced his dreams mercilessly.

Perhaps the voice of their discussion was too loud. After hearing it, a female staff member in the special window immediately passed through the side door at the rear, walked over quickly, and bowed with a gentle smile:

"The three gentlemen and this young lady, do you want to find a professional mercenary training base?"

"Yeah." Wayne nodded.

"Then please consider Glamorgan's Sound Nest mercenary training base." She said with a smile.

"Glamorgan? Sound Nest? It doesn't sound very good." Martin waved his hand in oil.

The staff was not angry either. They held up a thick stack of posters and introduced them attentively:

"Glamorgan is located on the Celtic Island of Rosevia, facing Gaul with a pleasant climate. It is a training base open to the whole world by the Count of the Lord Blue Knight. The first experience is not only free of charge, but also includes board, lodging and travel expenses. Remedies for accidental disability."

"Rosevia, it sounds a bit reliable." Martin immediately became energetic.

"No money." Wayne asked suspiciously.

"Yes, because it is the first experience, not only does not charge, but defeats the designated monster, the mercenary base will return the bonus." She answered meticulously with a polite smile.

"Count of the Blue Knight, is he an orthodox knight?" Hill asked hesitantly.

"Of course, he is one of the strongest fighters in the world." The staff said firmly.

"I seem to have heard his name. It seems to be the Dark Eagle. Like Lord Genevieve, he is a legendary knight who survived the Hundred Days Crusade!" shouted.

"It turned out to be this person!" The other three suddenly showed admiration.

It has to be said that Roservia’s claiming ability is quite powerful. Although the top Franks hate it, the general public in the middle and lower classes really regards it as a country of lighthouses.

This is also related to the Frankish system. This kingdom is a federation made up of countless small countries. The center is actually a decoration, and even the king is elected by the elector. The people who were beaten by Rosevia were certain powerful countries, and the people in the rest of the region had never been bullied by the empire.

The top Franks had nothing to do about this, because Rosevia had resisted several external invasions, and had won many foreign wars, so the central empire of Antrazu was well-deserved.

"And the Sound Nest mercenary base is guaranteed by the Amber consortium. You must have heard of the Amber consortium, so you don't have to worry about its credibility." She continued with a confident smile on her lips.

"It's the big consortium that created the magic purification instrument? That's a super consortium, absolutely no problem." Martin nodded again and again, and kept winking at the head of the group, Wayne, signaling the other party to agree quickly.

"Can you guarantee we'll all get a workout?"

In his eyes, money is a small thing, but time is a big thing. After the golden period of strength growth, it will be difficult to improve in the future.

This time, without waiting for the staff to speak, the deputy head of the regiment, Hill, held his head and shouted:

"Captain, is there any need for hesitation? This is the mercenary base of the Dark Eagle. As long as we see that lord and ask him to give me some tips, we will have a bright future!"

"Makes sense!"

Wei En gritted his teeth, turned his eyes to the other side, and said in a deep voice, "We're going to the Sound Nest!"