Chapter 72: Slave Mercenaries

  The warhorse was reined in, and the leading rider's gaze was fierce, looking down at Lega through his helmet, seemingly perplexed by the young man's slight shoulder movement earlier. However, when he saw Lega's tavern attire, his doubt immediately turned into utter disdain, thinking that Lega was just frightened out of his wits.

  "Take care of our horses, buddy."

  The leading rider jumped down from the saddle, patted the war horse's neck gently, and then loudly said to Rega: "If they lose a single hair, be careful I'll dismantle this rotten shop of yours."

  He took off his helmet, and his fluffy yellow curly hair and the horizontal muscles on his face broke out at the same time, looking like a male lion that would pounce on him at any moment.

  Leiga just stared at him coldly, without moving. He found that these three uninvited guests did not have any noble family crest or team emblem on them, but their exquisite equipment and the bloody feeling they brought with them were different from ordinary bounty hunters.

  Another two riders also got off their horses and took off their helmets. One of them, with a diagonal scar on his face, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and roughly scratched his crotch with his silver armored arm, looking at Lega with a slanted gaze: "Get me a stripper with big tits! Damn it, after two days and nights of bumping on this bird-shit road, I'm so horny that just seeing a hole makes me want to fuck, this time I must get my fill!"

  The third rider grasped him and whispered: "Norse, we must be more cautious for now, until we reach the borders of Senrock..."

  "To hell with your caution!"

  That rider named Nuo Si impatiently brushed aside his companion's arm, "This small Crow Ridge at most only has a few 4th rank mercenaries, even if they all come together, I can still take care of them with one hand while holding onto the prostitute's mouth with the other!"

  The quarrel between the two caused the leading lion knight to ignore Rega and glare at Scarface with a fierce gaze.

  "Norris, can't you keep your voice down?" The third rider had apparently been suffering all the way and was getting impatient. He irritably adjusted his silver armor, which looked ill-fitting on his lean shoulders, as if this expensive suit of armor was just temporarily borrowed equipment. His appearance was the most pleasant among the three, with a pale complexion that was not fierce, and a black beard neatly covering his cheeks and chin, with a head of carefully groomed black hair hanging down to his ears, tied back with a golden hairband, completely different from the other two's unkempt appearance.

  "Shut up a bit, I've always been like this!"

  Norse stretched out a finger, proudly circling the onlookers and said, "I dare to make a bet with you, Simon. If anyone in Raven's Ridge can beat me, I'll kneel down and suck your dick right away. But if no one can beat me, you'll be the one kneeling down to suck..."

  "Gruck! Are you going to let your subordinates run wild like this?"

  The rider called Simon turned his head to the lion-headed rider and asked, "Aren't you, the captain of this righteous blood team, a bit useless?"

  Blood donation team? !

  When he heard the name, Leiga's heart sank, and he immediately thought of the slave mercenary group that Xie Pu had told him about before. Many notorious slave mercenary groups have a "blood" character in their names, and they all wear a crimson cloak with a scissor-like shape, the deeper the color and the longer the length of the cloak, the higher the "achievements" of this slave mercenary group.

  It seems that Grug and Scarface Nors are members of the slave mercenary group, while Simon appears to be disguising himself as a slave mercenary, but actually has another special identity.

  Lei Ga Ben wanted to turn his head and walk away, but upon learning that they were headed to the Senyan Kingdom, he couldn't help but stand still with a cold face, eavesdropping on the conversation between the three.

  Grukk, the squad leader of the Blood Vow, listened to Simon's complaints and burst out laughing, his facial muscles twitching with amusement. "Simon, sir, we're all folks who wear our brains on our belts, so just take those few crude words as a fart."

  "Hmph, as long as you can deliver the goods on time, what else can I say?"

  Ximon clearly didn't want to quarrel with these two, so he found a beautiful excuse for himself, "Captain Gruuk, although this place is far from the dangerous barbarian border and we don't have to worry about being chased by the barbarian alliance's guards, it's still a bit of a distance from our Rock City. Why don't we make haste and hurry back? After we've finished our task, I'll arrange for some entertainment for you two. I guarantee that the most beautiful striptease dancers in Rock City will serve you."

  When he heard their destination was Senjuro's main castle, Rega's eyebrows twitched slightly.

  "One is not enough!"

  Knife scar face Nuo Si impatiently scratched his crotch, "I need to fuck at least ten in one night! And they must be big-assed and long-legged!"

  "I guarantee it's all true."

  Simon smiled and said, with a hint of chill in his eyes that was hard to detect. “—You can die from it.”

  Lei Ga suddenly understood the sinister meaning in Simon's words, knowing that he wanted to cross the river and demolish the bridge after completing the task, waiting for those two slaves who were not very heartless mercenaries, but a guillotine for extermination.

  It seems that the slaves in the carriage behind them are not ordinary. Rega didn't hear any movement from inside the carriage, no crying or begging, nor shouting or cursing, as quiet as an empty cage.

  A thread of curiosity was hooked up, Leiga really wanted to use the eighth-order Dou Qi to explore the cage, but considering the three guys in front of him, he had to give up.

  No matter what they were up to, as long as they didn't bother him, he wouldn't interfere with their business either.

  Scarface Norse and Lion's Mane Captain Gruuk burst out laughing after hearing Simon's words, not finding anything wrong with them.

  After laughing, Gruuk said in a rough voice: "Since Lord Simon has spoken so earnestly, we won't rest at this kind of rustic and shabby tavern anymore. Let's get things done as soon as possible and have some fun - but I heard that the new Raven Ridge has appointed a raven leader. According to normal rules, when mercenary groups engaged in slave trading pass through the territory of the lord, they must pay a certain amount of tax to the local lord. Otherwise, it will be considered illegal. You know, this kind of slave trade, if not recognized by the local lord, will cause some unnecessary trouble."

  "Raven Lord?"

  Simon pursed his lips and said calmly: "Alright, let's follow the rules then."

  "It's a matter of taxable gold..." Gruuk helplessly spread his empty hands.

  Simon immediately understood and took out a bulging purse, handing it to Grukk with a greedy face. "As long as this matter is handled beautifully, my master will have an extra reward."

  Gulu Ke took over the money bag and saw that it was all filled with glittering gold, his face creased into a smile.

  "Rest assured, our righteous blood brothers have never failed."

  Grukk quickly stowed the pouches, then turned to Rega who was standing by, watching with a cold eye. "Comrade, you don't have to take care of our warhorses anymore, just tell us where the Crow Lord is."

  Lei Ga smiled coldly, he was indeed the Crow Lord, but just too lazy to admit it in a place like this tavern.

  "Hey kid, what's your attitude? Are you looking for trouble?"

  Scarface Norse took a step forward and was about to take action when he was pulled back by Gruke.

  "Don't bother Mr. Simon with trivial matters, focus on the important tasks."

  Gruk pulled out a silver coin from another pouch and tossed it at Lega's feet, "Here's your reward, take it!"

  He thought Leiga would pick up the silver coin like a vicious dog, and was ready to mock him, but unexpectedly Leiga didn't move at all, just staring at him with a cold face.

  Guruk was just about to make his move when another person in the tavern suddenly darted out from behind the bar like a flying bird, snatching up silver coins with greedy abandon.

  "Heh heh, what good luck! I picked up a silver coin for free..."

  The tavern owner, Shep, blew on the silver coin and made it disappear from his fingers like magic. "Gentlemen, are you wondering where the Crow Lord is?"

  Gruke hesitated for a moment, glanced at Shep with a slanted gaze, and saw that he was just an old tavern owner with gray hair and a mercantile face. He couldn't help but say disdainfully: "That's right."

  Shep spread out his palm, a cunning smile hanging on his wrinkled face: "Gathering intelligence, ten silver coins."

  "Ten silver coins?"

  Scarface spat a mouthful of thick phlegm, his malevolent gaze fixed on Shep as he growled: "Old man, you dare ask us for money? Don't you want your head anymore?"

  Leiga, who was standing beside him, became enraged upon hearing this and clenched his fists tightly. If Nors had been scolding him, he wouldn't have minded in the least, but daring to call Xie Pu an "old fellow" meant there was only one way out - death!

  Shepard quickly realized what Rega was about to do, and before others noticed, he skillfully pushed Rega behind him, then smiled at Scarface and the others, saying: "Hey, hey, old man just wants your money, not your heads."

  Simon, who was standing by, snorted in derision. "This is indeed the notorious Crow's Peak, where even a humble tavern owner has an eye for money. Captain Grug, just pay him and let's settle this nonsense quickly."

  Gruuk's cheek twitched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out nine silver coins, but deliberately didn't hurry to hand them over to Shep.

  "Old chap, I saw you rushing over like a dog just now, it was quite interesting. Why don't we open our eyes again?"

  As he spoke, he casually tossed the nine silver coins to the ground, sneering at Xie Pu and jerking his chin upwards, "Come pick them up, old dog. Do you want me to let that little dog behind you help out too?"