Chapter 392: the twin blades mercenary organization

At sea, a huge mercenary fleet traveled at an adequate speed. Standing at the deck of the fleet’s main ship stood 2 individuals, a man, and a woman. Their posture suggested that they were couples.

If Clark saw these 2 people, he would easily recognize them as he spent a significant amount of time with them at a certain period- Aurora and Mark.

These days, they were not known by their real name, rather they were known in the Mediterranean Sea as Daggers & Sword.

As the owners and founders of the famous Twin Blades mercenary organization, they already amassed a certain amount of fame here at sea.

Most of the significant forces with warships plying the seas knew them and their strength, so they were rarely randomly attacked unless the opponents were a fleet that they originally had grudges with.

After their days together in the outer headquarters of the Seafarers alliance, they left as lovers. This love was not superficial in any way as they got engaged the next year, now they were a couple.

Love sprouting in captivity; this was the perfect sentence to describe their relationship to anyone who wanted to hear of it.

With the both of them being the captain and a pivotal member of the then iconic Roman Empire team, their strength could not be put into question.

Immediately after they established the Twin Blades mercenary organization, it started experiencing an upward trend of growth and there has hardly been any significant setback.

Right now, as the fleet traveled forward at an adequate speed, Aurora came closer to her husband before placing a hand to his chest.

“You don’t want to go personally, right?”

Mark turned to look at his wife before laughing. “I won’t, don’t be so worried. Do you think I’m a fool? I am too old to start courting death so courageously, I’ll rather give the information to that guy”.

“You know, he has a fierce reputation now, and he is already a 3rd rank high-grade soldier. This way, he can owe me a favor”.

He turned before holding his wife’s face as his face curled up to form an exaggerated grin. “Aren’t I a genius? That’s basically killing 2 birds with one stone, I’m a genius”.

Aurora rolled her eyes, pushed her husband a bit before turning to face the raging waters of the sea. “Do you think he’ll agree to go? The mission is dangerous”.

“Is that even a question? You know that guy, he’s still adamant about pursuing his goal. I really wish I could help him at times”.

Aurora sighed. “I wish I could help him too, he’s pitiful at times. Because of this, he doesn’t even have a girlfriend yet”.

Like she came to a realization, she sharply turned to face her husband. “What kind of a friend are you? You need to advise him to get a girlfriend, this life is too short for him to be so nonchalant about the pleasures of life”.

Mark spread his hands and smiled wryly. “You know him, he listens to no one but himself. A stubborn cockroach, that’s what he is”.

Aurora sighed once again. “So, when do you want to send the news to him?”

“Now”.

Turning around, he went into his cabin and took hold of his special communication device.

“Dear …”

“I got news of a Grade 4 mercenary mission, this is the codename you need to access and get information about it”.

“The Red Eagle- Stolen Pistol”.

“Yours Sincerely- Mark”.

After doing this, he ordered the cabin’s door to slam shut through his implant, hugged his wife who was beside him before they both somersaulted into the king-sized bed.

…

Somewhere deep in the waters of the Mediterranean Sea, inside the Future training chamber, Clark covered his burly shoulders with a white towel while going towards where he kept his special communication device.

After another intense training session, he had his bath and rested well before he was able to stand up again.

Getting to the position of the communication device, a smile lit up his face as he recalled memories of the person that he was about to contact.

He didn’t hesitate again as he inputted the contact details. The call rang for a few seconds before it was answered, and a feminine voice spoke from the other side.

“Clark?”

“Yeah, can’t I call you?” Clark’s lips curled up into an even more exaggerated smile.

“Ok, what is it? I told you that I’m no longer as free as before”.

“I don’t recognize your voice yet, why is it hoarse? Tell me something to confirm that I’m speaking with the Diana that I know”.

“…”

Despite the huge distance separating them, Clark could imagine the growing frown that was slowly dominating the features of the fierce female mercenary so he stopped before it got out of hand.

He chuckled. “Why are you always so serious?”

“If you’re not serious, you’ll die”.

“…”

“Ok, forget that. I have a commission for you”.

“Which commission?”

“It’s a big commission, I’m joining too so be calm that it's not something too big for you. Contact this number, tell him that the stranded dragon directed you, and negotiate your price”.

“Ok”. Silence dominated a bit before she continued. “Thank you”.

“That’s what I was expecting, you’re welcome”.

After cutting the call, Clark did not leave the special communication device. He instead dialed Albert’s contact details before sending a message.

The message was very simple and concise.

“Come pick me up”.

After 2 weeks of staying in this training chamber while undergoing hellish training, he was finally about to return to the outside world.

For the duration of the training, he knew that he improved a lot. Now, he could not wait to put that strength to use.

After sending the message, he quickly left to the corner to wear some decent clothes. In a few moments, he was dressed in casual clothes, blue trousers, and a blue polo shirt.

Some minutes later, Albert finally arrived on the mini-submarine.

In a few minutes, the Future training chamber became deserted again.

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