Chapter 1138 Black Rope Mercenary Corps

"Black Fuse Mercenary Group? Is it such a coincidence?" Nagris muttered in surprise.

"Black Fuse Mercenary Group also does this? Bullying and monopolizing the market, it's impossible?" Anthony muttered, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Five humans holding wooden sticks ran over while shouting. Judging from their frivolous steps, they didn't look like they had any martial arts skills.

"Is this Black Fuse's people? Impossible, do they accept any garbage? Aren't they fakes?" Anthony frowned and said.

Black Fuse is a god-level mercenary group at the worst. There are standards for selecting members. It is impossible to accept everyone and it is impossible for them to do all kinds of work. This kind of frivolous and bullying hooligans are definitely not in the recruitment range of Black Fuse.

After being mentioned by Anthony, Nagris looked at them and said, "It's really possible. The emblem of Blacksole is a circular emblem with a black lightning-shaped whip in the middle. There is no emblem on these people's clothes, only a line of words: Blacksole Mercenary Group, for fear that others don't know their names, but the distance between mercenaries and soldiers is too far. They should be called Blacksole Mercenaries and Corps."

"Puff--" After living for thousands of years, even Anthony saw such an abstract thing for the first time. Can they pretend like this?

No matter whether they are Blacksole or not, it's useless even if they are. The God-level Mercenary Group is nothing to Ang and his party.

He went up and slapped each of them to the ground. Anthony wiped his hands unhappily: "Next time, I have to bring a guard. I have to do this kind of thing in person, dirty hands."

But he was just talking. When he followed Ang, he never brought guards. Ang was the boss. If a fight broke out, they were the guards.

Returning to the original position, Anthony asked kindly: "Ktikaluti, are you willing to accept our employment and become a full-time engraver of our Silver Chamber of Commerce? The monthly salary is two gold coins, food and accommodation are provided, there are carriage guards when traveling, and we can arrange for further study in a special school."

Ktikaluti kept a polite smile at first, until she heard about further study, she changed a little.

But after Anthony finished speaking, she shook her head: "I can't leave here, I can't leave here, I will die if I leave here, but Yaya can, Yaya can also carve fantasy rocks, and is also an excellent engraver. Can you take her away? One gold coin will do."

"Will you die if you leave here? There is such a thing?" Anthony's heart moved, and he looked at Nagris.

Nagris shook his head and whispered: "I haven't heard of such a situation. There is a kind of spirit among the undead creatures that will attach to some items in their lifetime, but it doesn't say that they will die if they leave the items they attach to. The main reason for their demise is that the spirit is too weak. She can't be a spirit, right?"

At this point, Nagris suddenly thought of something: "There is another situation. Some dragon minions have lived in an environment that has been permeated by the power of dragons since childhood. They will become weak if they leave this environment, but this is a very rare thing, because generally being permeated by the power of dragons will only strengthen the body, kidneys, spleen, tendons and bones, and will only be more adaptable to other environments."

Anthony nodded: "As expected, the adults can see that the person is not a human at a glance. It is indeed quite special."

At this point, Anthony couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Ktikaluti couldn't leave here, and they couldn't stay here.

Ktikaluti was a special existence that Ang could see at a glance. Everyone knows what level Ang is. The seven powers unified the origin. It is absolutely rare and special to make him stop and say "not a human".

Combined with the fact that she couldn't leave here, it was very likely that the other party had something to do with the ancient gods to which the phantom rocks belonged.

He had just beaten up those 'Black Rope Mercenaries'. If he beat them up, the other party might retaliate against Ktikaluti. If Kaluti couldn't leave here, then these people would need to be dealt with.

Anthony's dilemma was not how to deal with it, but that he had to go there in person, which was troublesome.

Just as he was worrying, the five guys who had just been slapped by him in the direction of the camp were now covering their swollen faces, leading three fully armed mercenaries, and rushing here aggressively.

Anthony's eyes lit up and he smiled with relief. It was really what he wanted, and he didn't have to run by himself.

But before Anthony could make a move, a sturdy figure rumbled out of the camp and yelled: "Don't bully my sister."

Then he crashed into the opponent's formation like a wild bull, and shook his arms left and right, throwing all eight people away.

Hearing the sound, Ktikaluti stood up happily, poked her head out of the pit, and shouted from a distance: "Yaya, come back soon, sister is fine, no one bullies sister."

"Puff... Is she Yaya?" Anthony and Negris looked at the two-meter-tall strong female giant and said in surprise.

"Yes, she is Yaya. She is still young and ignorant. Please don't be offended if there is any offense. She is very well-behaved." Ktikaluti said hurriedly.

"Young? How old is she?" Negris asked.

"Yaya is eight years old this year." Ktikaluti said.

"Puff... Is this eight years old?" Negris spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Is the one gold coin you earn every month really enough to eat?" Anthony asked doubtfully.

Ktikaluti showed a shy expression: "It's enough to eat if you save a little."

Yaya rumbled over and blocked in front of Ktikaluti, staring at Anthony and others vigilantly, and said in a muffled voice: "Sister, I'm back, did they bully you?"

Ktikaluti said hurriedly: "No, no, they didn't bully me. They are businessmen who want to hire me to carve fantasy rocks for them, but I can't leave here, so I recommended you to them. Come on, show your carving skills and ask them to hire you."

Ya Ya was not interested: "I don't want to leave my sister. I will stay here with you and won't go anywhere."

Negris couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "She probably wants her sister to die... If she doesn't leave, her sister will starve to death."

Anthony couldn't help laughing, but he was relieved. With the protection of this "eight-year-old" Ya Ya, they didn't bully others. Those "black rope mercenaries" didn't come to bully them, but to bully them, the "foreign merchants".

It's all right now. Anthony paid for the statue in Ktikaluti's hand. When he was about to leave, Ange floated back in frustration.

"What's wrong? Didn't you find the meat?" Negris asked.

Angel shook his head: "No."

Then he looked at Ktikaluti and said: "Use hers, right?"

Anger added a doubtful tone after he said that, obviously looking a little uncertain.