Chapter 32: Conflict

Chapter 32: Conflict

"Um? Do you have business with me? If not, please move to the side. We're going out."

Aurora frowned slightly and glanced at the person who blocked her way. The man was full of muscle, almost a head taller than her, and having a huge axe tied behind his back made him look more oppressive.

If it was an ordinary person, they must've flinched and wanted to escape right away, but Aurora still calmly stared straight into the eyes of the man who looked down at her arrogantly.

Although it was just in the game, she was still someone who held the title of "The Strongest." How dare this impudent oaf block her way and show a look of contempt?! Thinking of this, Aurora's gaze gradually turned colder and sharper.

The brawny man and his boon suddenly had goosebumps, and their bodies shivered involuntarily for no apparent reason, especially the brawny man, whose forehead had started to be covered in a cold sweat before the girl's intense gaze as if being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Scared? I feel scared? Ridiculous!

He quickly dismissed the absurd thought in his heart and spoke in a voice a half-level louder than it should be, almost yelling.

"Hey Missy, I warn you! Don't poke your nose into someone else's business and don't meet with someone you shouldn't meet; otherwise, you won't be able to keep your little life intact."

"Hahaha, Olsen, don't scare her. What if you scare her to pee, hahaha" A group of people not far away looked at Aurora with mocking expressions and booed one after another.

"That's right, this lass has thin arms and legs, and she might break them someday."

"Hey Missy, why don't you quit being a mercenary and become my woman. You'll be the happiest woman in the world. Hahahaha!"

Ah, I see These guys are the ones who secretly monitored Blair

Aurora frowned slightly before opening the system to check the information about this group of people. Except for the man named Olsen, who was level 10, the rest were basically between level 4 and level 7.

With their low strength, it was most likely that they were not the main force of their mercenary group. It also made sense, though. After all, they just had to monitor one person, so they didn't need to spend much manpower to do the job.

To put it bluntly, it was enough to send Olsen alone, and the remaining people could be regarded as cannon fodders.

Aurora made a calculation in her heart and decided that it would only waste her time to deal with these people here, and besides, she just had a not really pleasant meeting with Henrick, so she didn't want to do something that could be used as a handle by that damn old man.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Please excuse me. I don't have so much free time to waste with you."

Aurora bypassed Olson and was about to walk outside, but she hadn't taken a few steps, and Olsen blocked her once again.

It's really annoying

"Brat! On behalf of the Raging Tempest Mercenary Group, I warn you that you'd better stay away from Blair! Or next time we meet" Olsen rubbed his fists in front of Aurora, with a trace of contempt on his face.

"Sure enough, Raging Tempest is really a gathering place for trashes." Aurora shook her head and muttered in a voice loud enough that everybody in the hall could hear her, not caring that Olsen in front of her had widened his eyes.

"You bitch! How dare you call me trash!!"

"Hey, hey, Mr. Olsen, you misunderstood me. I didn't say you were trash! I didn't specifically point out anyone as trash; what I'm trying to say is" Aurora stepped back a few steps at once with a bright smile on her face. "Everyone in the Raging Tempest Mercenary Group who is present here today, and also those who are not here at the moment all of them are T.R.A.S.H! TRASH! That's right, they are all the trashiest of the trash!" Still with a smile, Aurora delivered the final blow. "Am I clear, Mr. Trash?"

Silence.

After Aurora said this sentence, the entire Mercenary Association fell silent.

Whether it was the mercenaries or the office staff in the association, their eyes widened, and their mouths opened into an O shape.

Even Sharon, who knew Aurora's character somewhat, was so shocked by her speech that she didn't even notice that the document in her hand had slipped on the table.

Oh, my Goddess This girl's mouth was even more toxic than a Yellow-striped Serpent!

That was the Raging Tempest Mercenary Group, who ranked fourth in the Mercenary Association, but they were ruthlessly scolded as trash in front of many eyes present!

What a gall!!

Olsen screamed and flew out with a wail. His chest was instantly scorched black after being hit by a magic cannon. The severe pain caused this man, who had been through many battles, to scream incessantly.

"Hey! What are you bastards doing! Stop it!"

The commotion downstairs caught Henrick's attention. As soon as he walked out of the office, he saw a bunch of wailing mercenaries lying underneath, and the hall was in a mess. Those office workers hid far behind and did not dare to show their heads.

At this time, Flamme was grabbing a mercenary and slapping it back and forth. When she heard the shout, she just glanced in Henrick's direction, then turned around and raised her hand to continue slapping.

Even the always well-behaved Claudia grabbed the stool and knocked the wailing mercenaries unconscious one by one.

"Yo, isn't this President Henrick." Aurora stepped on Olsen's face and stomped on it hard, raised her head, and greeted Henrick with a snicker, "We are just cleaning the trash. Be grateful, old man, we do it for free this time."

"STOP!"

Finally, the farce ended under Henrick's cries. Under the treatment of the priests of the association, the mercenaries woke up one by one. Afterward, Henrick called Aurora and Olsen into the office.

"Tell me, what's going on? Don't you know that you can't fight privately in the association?"

Henrick tapped his fingers on the table little by little and questioned the two people in front of him. At this time, his expression was very serious. This was the first time he had encountered such a serious fight in the association since he had been in office for so long.

Despite her belligerence, Henrick knew that she wasn't the type of person who liked to cause trouble. Although they had only met a few times, he was already familiar with her bottom line. She treated people who were kind to her with respect and crushed anyone who was foolish enough to be her enemy.

On the contrary, the Raging Tempest Mercenary Group had grown so fast that they had become too conceited for their own good. There were many stories about the tyrannical deeds they did in the open or behind the scenes.

"President, you hold the justice for us! This bitch just attacked us out of nowhere, look at my teeth were knocked out by her." Olson said in an aggrieved tone, showing his missing teeth.

"Oh? I heard that you blocked her way first and threatened her."

"That's slander! Who said it! I demand to confront him face-to-face!"

PAH!

Suddenly, Henrick slapped the table with his hand.

"Enough! Don't think I don't know what kind of virtues you guys have. I've already made a decision.

Based on the severity of your conduct, both sides will be penalized 10 gold coins as compensation for the association. In addition, as the offending party, Raging Tempest will be deducted 3 points. Although Glory did not take the initiative in this conflict, the heavy attack caused many mercenaries to be seriously injured. 1 point will be deducted from your total points.

According to the regulation you should be banned to accept commission within a period of time, but because we are currently short on manpower I'll spare you from this punishment. But if you make another trouble in the association, I'll revoke your mercenary qualification and forbid your group to take a commission for 6 months. Do you understand?!"

"President! Their punishment is too light! We refuse to accept it!" Upon hearing the result, Olsen immediately stood up and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Why did they were only punished with one point deduction? It was obvious that we were the ones who suffered a lot here.

"Really? If you think it's too light, I don't mind inviting your leader over to have a good chat with him."

Henrick looked at Olsen coldly while holding his hands. Olsen moved his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he finally walked out of the office in despair. Before leaving, he turned his head and gave Aurora a look of hatred, and then he closed the door with a bang.

"Hey, brat, can you give me less trouble? Don't think you can get away with anything just because you have a title!"

Aurora shrugged. "You also said it, old man. They were the ones who picked up the trouble first."

"But it's only because you're provoking them in public!" Aurora didn't know how many times the table had been smashed by Henrick today; she could only mourn for it silently. When he realized his words had gone in one ear and out the other, he slumped on the chair and rubbed his sore temples while sighing exasperatedly. "Anyway, please don't make any more trouble for me, okay, you little ancestor."

"Don't worry, old man. I'll never take the initiative to trouble others." Aurora lowered her head slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

But if they dare to mess with us, we will crush them until they can't make trouble anymore.

She murmured these words silently in her heart. The removal of the Raging Tempest Mercenary Group had already been written on her to-do list.