"That’s true."
"Are you trying to beco a rcenary?"
"I wanted to experience rcenary work during the vacation."
"rcenaries sure seem easy to everyone. Every Tom, Ditch, and Harry wants to beco a rcenary for fun."
Barosu’s lips twisted upward. Just as Aint’s brow twitched, he continued.
"But you’re not just anyone, so I understand. Hey."
"Yes, yes! Mr. Barosu!"
The guide, recognizing Barosu, answered in a tense voice.
"He doesn’t need to take the test. This friend is the runner-up of the academy’s first year. You can register him directly as Level 3."
"Runner-up, you say?"
"Yes, his skills are certain."
Thanks to Barosu’s testimony, the rcenary registration was completed in an instant. A silver tag with the number 3 engraved on it was placed in Aint’s hand.
"Thanks, that was easy because of you."
"No need to thank . With your skills, it would have been just a matter of sooner or later anyway. If you’re done, please move aside. I have business to attend to."
"Sure."
As Aint stepped aside slightly, Barosu imdiately took his place.
"Where’s the Abelar Subjugation request?"
"Are you planning to participate in that?"
"Yes. I plan to lead the entire rcenary band."
"With your direct participation, this subjugation will surely succeed. I’ll register Barosu and the entire Black Spear rcenary Band."
"Thanks."
After finishing the registration in an instant, Barosu stood up.
"If you’re looking for rcenary work worth doing, you should also join the Abelar Subjugation. With your skills, it wouldn’t be bad."
"What exactly is that?"
"Get the details directly through the guild."
Barosu brushed past Aint and left. Aint sat down in front of the guide again.
"Abelar Subjugation? What is that?"
"It’s a domain that has been devastated by rampaging monsters. The domain has now beco a monster’s lair, with an estimated number of monsters nesting there close to five hundred."
Therefore, the Kingdom of Pragia had made a large-scale request to the rcenary guild, and so far, about three hundred rcenaries had applied to participate.
"It’s dangerous, but the reward promised by Pragia is quite substantial, and above all, a gorgon has been discovered."
"A gorgon?"
A gorgon was a monster with horns on its head and its entire body covered with tal scales harder than steel.
Its front legs resembled those of a lion with sharp claws, and its tail was made of a snake—a large beast.
It was undoubtedly a formidable opponent.
But it was also popular because its carcass could fetch a large sum of money.
"That’s why as many as three hundred rcenaries have gathered."
With Gardner’s comnt, Aint nodded.
"Then, can I also participate in that?"
"Of course. The participation restriction is Level 3 or higher, so Aint, as a Level 3 rcenary, is absolutely welco."
That day, Aint received the request for the Abelar Subjugation.
It was exactly the request that Gerhard had seen through the prophecy book, where Aint would encounter the demon species.
***
The gathering place for the subjugation force was a place called Ginchef.
A small barony that lived in daily anxiety due to its proximity to Abelar, which had been devastated.
Three hundred rcenaries and five hundred royal soldiers gathered in one place.
Waaaaa—
The domain residents cheered for the subjugation force that had gathered to eliminate the source of their anxiety.
"Level 3 rcenary, Aint. Identity confird."
Aint, after being confird by the receptionist, joined the ranks. The rcenaries, sprawled everywhere in a level that could hardly be called orderly, were munching on the at and bread they had been given.
"Please co this way for als. Let’s fill your stomach substantially before heading into battle."
Aint went to the al station, received his ration, and sat down on any chair to eat. It wasn’t particularly good.
’I realize once again how excellent the academy’s dining halls were.’
That’s when it happened.
"It doesn’t seem to suit your taste."
Soone sat down beside him.
"Barosu."
"So even the great bloodline has refined taste, it seems."
"I’m just not used to it. But who are these people?"
It wasn’t just Barosu who sat nearby. Thirty rcenaries. The aura they emitted was quite impressive.
"My subordinate rcenary band. The Gray Spear rcenary Band is quite famous in this industry."
He had heard of them.
A rcenary band ford by rcenaries chosen by the rcenary King for his disciple.
Since its establishnt, it had handled more than dozens of requests but had never failed once.
"You don’t know much about rcenary work, right?"
"Naturally, since it’s my first ti."
"If you want, you can join us and move together."
"What? Is that okay?"
Barosu nonchalantly tore into the at.
"You won’t be a burden, and you’re an Armian."
"If you’re looking at my family, there’s nothing to it now."
"But I don’t think it will continue to be nothing."
"On what basis?"
"The basis that you went from 38th to runner-up in one sester. The basis that you beat ."
I’m just extending a hand to be friendly.
"I only believe in the skills I’ve experienced. And you beat . I really like strong individuals. And soone who has set foot in the rcenary industry is also a fellow rcenary."
With a smile full of goodwill, Aint pondered for a mont.
"But will it be okay? The prince won’t like it."
"Even the imperial family can’t touch ."
’It’s not Armian but Schwaben.’
Aint cald Gardner, who was getting agitated.
"In that case..."
"Great, Aint. It seems we can get along well."
Barosu shook hands with Aint, smiling brightly.
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