"Lord kenlow, Lord ranker has brought you a well paid task."
After leaving the test site, lank's hand came down to a quiet room and found the legendary hero wearing an ox horn helmet.
"Frank? I have nothing to say to that guy. Get out of here."
Before his subordinates finished their words, they were expelled by kenlow without even mentioning the remuneration, and they couldn't help showing some helplessness. He had known for a long time that there were some grudges between kenlo and Lanke. If there was a better choice, kenlo would never make a move.
But now, Lanke still appoints kenlo who has a quarrel with him. That elot seems to have forced the always calm adult Lanke to hurry. Even if it costs some price, he will invite the strongest mercenary in the camp to completely solve the man.
"Don't rush to refuse, hero kenlo. Lord lank heard that you like wine and specially prepared dwarf wine for you. He spent a lot of money to get it from the chamber of Commerce Branch in Eli. Ordinary business groups can't get this kind of goods at all."
With the words of his subordinates, bursts of wine fragrance floated in from the quiet room. At this time, several other people also moved several wooden barrels in. After careful counting, there were a total of ten barrels. The irrepressible wine fragrance came from the barrels.
"For the sake of those fine wines." After seeing the reward of the task, kenlow finally changed his mouth. He took a deep breath. Even if he just smelled the wine, he couldn't help it. The gratitude and resentment with lank seemed insignificant at this moment. "What does that guy lank want me to do?"
"A mercenary named elot is taking part in the assessment and defeating three A-level mercenaries all the way. He is preparing for the next assessment. Lord lank hopes that you and several other S-level mercenaries will fight together to defeat elot completely."
After hearing his request, kenlow snorted discontentedly, "it's a deal. But I'm only responsible for assessing him. Even if he finally passes the assessment, I won't return these fine wines. Do you understand?"
Seeing kenlo's promise, his men didn't dare to offend the legendary hero and hurriedly said, "the assessment will begin soon. Please follow me and I'll take you to the assessment site."
"Don't I know where the venue is?" Kenlow let out a dissatisfied complaint.
Under the leadership of the man, kenlow tidied up his helmet, lifted his axe, came to the assessment site, and saw several other S-class mercenaries who were assessed together, showing slightly surprised eyes.
What appeared in front of kenlow were a middle-aged man in red dress with a smile and a young woman in black single clothes with closed eyes. Their strength was in the top category among the S-class mercenaries, and they each led a large mercenary regiment. It seems that lank was determined not to let people pass the examination.
The swordsman, who was wearing armor and holding a dark giant sword, just had time to wipe the slight cracks on the giant sword. He didn't seem to know what kind of battle he was going to face.
"It's impossible. The one in charge of assessing elot, how can these three S-class mercenaries?" Looking at several people in the field, the elf Gerald felt bad. "It must be that elot worked with the Lord of the dead and broke his brain. How dare he start the assessment of S-class mercenaries? Don't he know what kind of opponent he will face?"
On one side, even berry couldn't help showing some helplessness at this moment. Two of the three S-class mercenaries Lanke found expressed interest in her mission. No matter who was injured, it was not a good thing for her.
"How could these three S-class mercenaries be responsible for the assessment? Elot, who hasn't even officially joined the mercenary camp, how can he deal with such an opponent? There must be a black curtain on the assessment! I want to refund!"
The brown haired mercenary who had just borrowed a lot of money was about to drop his eyes when he saw this scene, shouting that his words also attracted the echo of some mercenaries nearby.
"Boy, what are you talking about?" In the mouth of Yaojin business group, a knight in gold armor heard the shouting of brown haired mercenaries and slowly came to him.
With his arrival, the mercenaries nearby shut up one after another. Even the brown haired mercenaries dare not say more. The golden armor knight is also an S-class mercenary, and its strength may not be as strong as those on the stage, but it is not something they can underestimate.
"I don't want to hear such words that tarnish the reputation of the gold merchant group. You bet on those gold coins yourself. I saw you just now at the place of lending interest. I think you should care more about when to return the gold coins than this."
With that, the Golden Knight patted the brown haired mercenary on the face. The cold touch on his armour instantly brought his thoughts back to reality. Several members of Yaojin business group came behind him and were looking at him with bad eyes to prevent him from escaping in advance.
Shaking his head, the knight in gold armor looked into the distance. He didn't want to miss the battle of those S-class mercenaries. It was a rare event. Even if the result was already doomed, it was a beautiful thing to appreciate the struggle of the prey before it died.
But looking at it, he seemed to find something wrong, and the eyebrows under his visor wrinkled deeply.
"All the S-class mercenaries responsible for the assessment have arrived. Elot's last assessment begins now. This time, he will face the siege of three S-class mercenaries."
In front of the examination venue, Lanke announced loudly that there seemed to be a sense of schadenfreude in his words. No matter how powerful elot was, he could only end up regretfully in front of the three famous S-class mercenaries. Even worse, he lost his life directly in the examination.
"Wait a minute."
Just then, a burst of dissent interrupted the upcoming examination. The person who made the noise was kenlo, the hero with a huge axe.
"I'm in the mercenary camp, but I'm a dignified person. Those two are also the heads of the mercenary regiment. How can people like us rush up to deal with such a nobody?"
Seeing that kenlo didn't want to be assessed, his temper was as stubborn as the ox horn helmet on his head. Lank scolded and hurried to round the court: "Your Excellency kenlo, are you drunk? That's the rule of mercenary assessment."
"What rules are unruly? Since you hired me, you have to follow my rules." Kenluoyang started the axe in his hand, as a response to lank, "let me test him alone first. Whoever dares to intervene, I'll cut him!"