Chapter 1272 Section 194 Registration

Chapter 1272 Section 194. Registration

When Annan was playing games with his eyeliner at the door, Black Widow took the initiative and said, "I want to ask you a question."

Wilson said quickly: "Please tell me."

"Who would leave a beautiful woman who has a crush on him all night?"

Wilson was in awe: "That must be a leader who is full of a sense of purpose, and nothing external can shake his will!"

Annan, who came back, heard their conversation and smiled.

If Broken Mountain hadn't still needed him, Annan would have wanted to dig Wilson back to Liberty City...or try after this incident was over?

Black Widow looked at Annan helplessly: "Dear, has everything been solved?"

"If he didn't want the people above him to know that he was causing trouble, he wouldn't say anything."

"What if he's a loyal lackey?"

"Loyalty? Here?" Annan didn't believe it and waved his hand to open the portal. "People here only have money in their eyes, and people who are loyal to money have no loyalty."

"I agree with what you said. There are only slaves here, slaves of money." A voice sounded, and Little Small stepped into the portal.

Annan was surprised: "You knew it so quickly?"

"After you arrived in Golden City, Mr. Olmedo summoned me and said that you would definitely be able to help the locals and let me prepare."

"Hehe, I just gave them a chance to see if they would seize it."

Annan looked at Wilson: "Obviously, you caught it."

While Wilson was still excited, Annan stood up and left his seat: "Wilson will tell you the specific situation here. I will go to the mercenary guild to find Ilimoyas first."

"Leave it to me."

"Black Widow..."

Annan was about to leave her here to protect Little Small and others. Black Widow seemed to understand Annan's thoughts: "Are you going to flip the table?"

"What?"

"There were two of you when you came in, and you were alone when you came out. Everyone knows there is something wrong with the pub."

"you're right……"

Annan had no choice but to continue taking Black Widow with him and ask her to send some men to protect them.

Liberty City still lacks high-end power, and is stretched when needed...

Looking at the new owner, Annan and the woman beside him left the tavern. Not far away, Us, who pretended to have glanced at him unintentionally, left with his men and continued to patrol the streets as usual.

As soon as they reached the corner, a group of soldiers rushed towards them and surrounded Us and his men.

"Us?"

Looking at these armors inlaid with gold patterns, which belonged to the soldiers of the Golden Palace, Wus heart gradually sank to the bottom: "What's the matter?"

"Lord Morn wants to see you."

Sheriff Morn?

Us felt relieved and let the guards patrol normally, leaving him alone. He followed the soldiers guarding the Golden Palace to the house next to the king's wall.

As soon as he entered, he was knocked to the ground by the guard behind the door and took away his sword and leather armor.

"You are not Lord Morn's people?!"

Us was still struggling and received another hard blow. He lay on the ground for a long time and could not get up.

After a moment, a pair of short brown leather boots appeared under his eyes, and he squatted down in front of him: "You should have heard of me, I am Killian."

"hiss……"

Us, who could only breathe in pain, raised his head: "Are you the private... lord?"

Killian showed a hint of coldness: "Have you had contact with Annan twice?"

"What Annan, I don't know anything! Master Killian, I am a member of Sheriff Morne, you have no evidence to arrest me!"

"Evidence? You don't need that kind of thing." Killian stood up, raised his foot and stepped on Us's head: "You don't seem to recognize the reality, it doesn't matter, I will let you tell everything you know..."

After crushing the human head at his feet like garbage, Killian waved his hand and called the soldier captain: "Pry open his mouth."

"Lord Killian."

"Where else has Annan gone?"

"There's also the Black Reef Tavern and the Mercenary Guild."

"Take your people and arrest the owner of the Black Lagoon Tavern and all the guests——"

At this time, one of his men suddenly broke in and leaned close to Killian to whisper.

Killian frowned and changed his words: "Forget about the Black Reef Tavern for now, follow me to the Mercenary Guild!"

…

Dragon Slayer - regarded as the highest honor of the mercenary guild.

Further up there are only honors such as "Legendary Mercenary" and "God Killer", which are equivalent to the Holy Grail Knights in the eyes of knights.

The Dragon Slayer Team is a mercenary group that has been certified and has hunted more than one five-color dragon and metal dragon except the white dragon.

Such a team came to the Golden City and released the news of recruiting temporary members. The applicants immediately crowded the entire street in front of the Mercenary Guild.

If Black Widow hadn't been the Archmage, and she had to face so many unscrupulous hands, Annan would have been stripped naked long ago.

Those shameless female warriors looked at Annan with hot eyes.

Annan looked at the mercenaries around him in embarrassment. There are so many people, let alone wanting to join the Dragon Slayer team, it is difficult to even meet them.

"Let's go in first," Annan said.

A halo of harmless thorns appeared under Black Widow's feet, causing the surrounding mercenaries to feel a sting like needles. They all gave way, daring to be angry but afraid to speak out.

Squeezing into the mercenary guild, the hall is not as crowded as outside.

Annan and Black Widow, who had put away her halo, came to the counter: "I want to sign up to join the Dragon Slayer Team."

The staff behind the counter asked: "Is this your elder who signed up?"

Her words made two people unhappy at the same time.

"What do you mean by elders?"

"It's me. I'm an elite warlock."

The staff member apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, please show me your mercenary certificate."

"Uh... um... OK..."

Annan slowly took out the ID from the magic ring, and Black Widow noticed that his condition seemed a little wrong.

"Jeffrey Olmedo?"

"Yeah."

The staff member took out the ID, looked at the portrait, and then looked at Annan standing in front of him: "Is this you?"

"At that time, I was still very young."

"You are younger now." The staff member didn't believe it.

"Because I... awakened the warlock."

Annan said reluctantly, after all, he used Olmedo's certificate, and the golden hair alone couldn't explain it...

"Please take a look at this, can it prove my identity?"

While no one was paying attention to this side, Annan quietly handed over a few silver coins.

The staff member took it skillfully and put it in his pocket, and there was a smile on his face: "Mr. Jeffrey Olmedo, is there anything I can help you with?"

That's right, how can the mercenary guild not be greedy for money, and it's in a place like Golden City.

Annan smiled in the same way: "I want to sign up for the Dragon Slayer Team."

"No problem, but if your strength does not meet the requirements..."

"Don't worry, I am indeed an eighth-level warlock."

"Okay, please wait..."

The staff took out a note that Annan hated.

"The Dragon Slayer Team is recruiting members in the lounge next door, you can just go and line up."