Chapter 2259: King of 傀儡 (10)

Chapter 2259, King of the Skull
"Come on? So fast?" Arthur quickly took away the sacred angel's sword and turned his head and forgot a look at Bediville with a consulting look.
"Wang." Although Bettiville was not convenient to speak on such occasions, he gave Arthur a positive answer with a positive scream. Those footsteps did come to the room, or they came to Arthur.
Sure enough, someone pushed the door in. The door was just pushed open, and Arthur saw a big man wearing full armor. Dahan came alone, and there seemed to be no members of his mercenary group behind him.
Arthur looked at the big man very calmly, and the other side saw Arthur a little surprised, and then he recovered.
"It's you." Dahan Dao, "I know, I will see you sooner or later."
"Sit down, Mr. Hannover, about the work, we are still sitting and talking better," Arthur said.
That's right, the mercenary Dahan who appeared in front of Arthur, Arthur had seen it in Port Penzance a month ago. In this month, Riise also had memory fragments, and he couldn’t remember the things in a month. But he saw the New Moon Mercenary Corps a month ago. He remembered clearly and clearly. This is the strangest thing.
"Alright." Hannover glanced at the two teenagers in the room and a big white wolf, resisting the urge to vomit, and sat down with patience.
"First of all, what advice do you have for the sly action this evening?" Arthur began to ask.
"I have opinions, please change the action to be executed at the dawn of tomorrow." Hanover Road.
"why?"
"I heard that the other person can use Necromancer, right?" Dahan touched his chin, which was not very shaved, and left with a sparse root. He thought: "The dead body will be more in the evening." Active, it is not a wise move to attack a stronghold that may appear dead at night, or stay in the morning."
"What do you mean by us to attack the base of the [Bone Picker] in a broad daylight?" Arthur raised his eyebrows.
"Yes. Even if it is hard to deal with the enemy, I am sure that I can win. But in the evening, when the dead spirits are rushing in groups, it may turn into a situation that makes us helpless."
"Oh, very good." Arthur did not continue to argue with Hannover. In his personal understanding, Necromancer is actually injecting photons (magic power) into the body, controlling the corpses to move and continue to fight. This kind of spell is actually the same principle as manipulating the cockroach. The fighting power of the dead spirit should depend on the abilities of the manipulator. There is no such thing as a stronger night and a weaker morning. At least Arthur has never been in their world. I have heard of this argument.
But this is after all, a different world after 900 years. Perhaps the "rules" of this world are not the same as the rules of Arthur in their original world. At this time, it is better to follow the advice of the experienced mercenaries, and let the mercenaries rest for one night before performing the task, which is also good for the success rate of the mission.
"The time for the mission is settled. Let's talk about the strength of the enemy." Hannover touched his chin again. "How much can the enemy actually manipulate the necromancer?"
"I don't know." Arthur replied truthfully: "We went to the survey at noon, and just happened to meet the four thieves. They packed them up. As a result, the four people suddenly smashed and the bones merged into one. It’s a very fierce monster. I also spent a lot of time to clean it up."
"A lot of effort?" Verne, who had been listening quietly on the side, suddenly whispered. What he saw before was not like this. It was obvious that Arthur had cut the big scorpion into a bone stick and then killed the two swords. Does this also mean a lot of effort?
"So, do you think the strength of the enemy is?" Hanover asked.
"At noon, the monster may be the enemy bluffing out to scare me, and it is also possible that the enemy's necromancer is so powerful. In actual combat, please do well in every battle to kill an enemy. Preparation." Arthur then analyzed: "However, no matter how powerful the Necromancer is, the magic of the people is limited. I will not believe that they can turn all the thieves into a dead spirit." "
"Uh-huh." Hanover continued to have a thoughtful expression.
"You don't want to pick up this task. I won't force you, Mr. Hannover." Arthur said he was hesitant, and he said, "You don't do it. I am looking for a mercenary group to do it. Just don't delay the time." The longer the time drags, the longer it will take to prepare for the [Bone Picker] thief group, especially for those who can use Necromancer, the more prepared they are, the more disadvantage we will be."
"I understand." Hannover nodded. "It is true. Although there are still many uncertainties in this mission, since we have said that we have to take this task, we will accompany it to the end. Just, the problem of compensation - —"
Sure enough. Arthur blinked: "So, how much does it cost? If it is within the power of the power -"
"The original said that the reward has doubled, two thousand gold coins." Hanover replied: "In addition to the gold and silver treasures that can be found in the thieves' group base, our new month mercenary group is divided into two-thirds."
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This requirement is indeed excessive. Two thousand gold coins, according to the price of England at that time, can buy a good house in major cities. Even Arthur’s own money, coupled with the sponsorship fees given to him by the Governor of Penzance and the Duke of Hillnant, is barely affordable.
Arthur frowned. He is not particularly concerned about the problem of collecting too much money. What he cares most is why the other party knows that he has just the right amount of money. A little less, Arthur’s pocket will have the remaining pocket money available. A little more, Arthur can't afford it, and the deal must be blown out.
Has the other party investigated the details of Arthur beforehand, and even know how much money in his pocket is clear? This is really a matter of suspicion.
Still, he still can't let the other person see through his thoughts. He temporarily put aside his concerns and promised: "Yes, let's just count this number. After all, you have to risk too much life to help us overcome the difficulties. This is also a very reasonable number. However, ordinary money. You can share this rule according to this rule, and the precious treasures found in the base will be returned to me."
"According to the rules, who is the first to find it." Hanover did not directly agree, and circled a circle.
"It's worth it." Arthur also compromised around the circle.
"How about you?" Hannover tentatively looked at the little devil Verne next to him and the white wolf who yawned lazily: "With a child, is it really good? We can't be the babysitter of this child." ""
"Call." It seems that Verne is also thoroughly underestimated, Arthur can not help but smile. He took out a gold coin from his pocket. "Little devil, shoot this!" Hearing Verne, he threw the gold into the air.
Gold coins roll in the air, and the angle of throwing out is particularly erratic, and it is impossible for a very skilled marksman to hit it. However, Verne subconsciously touched the arrow, and the gold coin in the air was an arrow.
Boom. The arrow runs through the center of the gold coin precisely, and then carries the gold coin on the wall.
"Call." Hanover blew a whistle.
"With this little devil, is there a problem?" Arthur looked coldly at the mercenary man. The blind man can see how Verne is a powerful marksman, even if he is only a child, he can be used in actual combat. If you see the scene and the opponent will oppose Verne, then this kind of person is not worthy of cooperation with them.
"No, I have no opinion." Sure enough, Hannover immediately replied, standing up from the seat: "Is it all right? Then, at 5 o'clock in the morning, we are in front of the main west gate of Manchester. Let’s meet."
"Okay." Arthur touched a thousand gold coins: "This is a good prepayment, half of the total commission for this action."
"Really received." Hannover did not count the gold coins in their pockets, and filled out the form of the mercenary union in triplicate, while signing Arthur’s signature, the form was also signed. Sey and Hanover each left a copy, and the last one was left to the mercenary union for archival purposes.
"So, see you tomorrow." After leaving the reception room, Arthur said goodbye to the big man and turned around and saw the management of the union.
"Looks like you all negotiated the conditions?" Seeing Arthur handing the form to him, he took the form and tried to ask: "I hope that Mr. Hanover will not be too difficult to get along with."
"No, he is very bold, I like this kind of person who doesn't make a fuss." Arthur said. This is not a customer.
"So, are you next?"
"The combat time has changed." Arthur took Beddyville and Verne out: "Tomorrow will really start. Let's rest this evening."
"Late~meal~!" Verne also yelled behind Arthur.
"Well" and other Arthur and his party went far away. The management of the trade union looked at the back of the blond boy in a secluded manner. He whispered: "It seems that their actions have been rescheduled. What should I do, boss?"
"Nothing." In a dark corner of the union, the shadow of a little mouse suddenly whispered: "No matter how they plan to change, they can't win us. Let these stupid humans continue to struggle. They even I don't know who I am fighting with."
There was no reply to the matter, and the look on his face became aggravated again.
"Wang." Among the group of Arthurs who should have gone far, Bediwell’s ears moved, and he gave a reminder.
"Ah, I know, Brady." King Arthur, who had already reached the door of the union, replied indifferently: "Don't worry. Let's go with it for the time being."
"Well?" I didn't understand the secret conversation between this man and the wolf at all. The devil of Verna looked at him with a puzzled look. He even thought that Arthur was talking to a big wolf who couldn't talk, which was ridiculous.