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Chapter 1040 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (27)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (Twenty-Seven)

Red Beard pulled him back, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly because of the big beard.

"What do you want to do?"

He warned Lance, "You don't really want to cause trouble, do you?"

Red Beard looked around and lowered his voice, "Think carefully, this is the Nova Chamber of Commerce. If you don't handle it well, you will be blacklisted by the Nova Chamber of Commerce. Then your career as a mercenary will basically be over."

Looking at his expression, someone who didn't know him well would probably think that he was sincerely advising Lance for his own good. At least that was what the mercenaries' eyes said.

But Lance knew very well that this was not the case. The red-bearded man had been deliberately talking to him from the beginning.

As for what the other party's purpose is, Lance currently has no idea.

However, the more the other party doesn't want him to do something, the more likely it is that the other party's purpose will be exposed if he does so.

"Let go! I saw it a long time ago. If you want to go with them, then just go with them."

Lance pretended to be angry and brushed away his red beard, then walked up to the person in charge with a fresh mercenary face.

"I volunteered to stay and take care of it. I don't need to rest."

The group of mercenaries gasped when they saw him actually run over, and then breathed a sigh of relief after they heard what he said.

Lance pretended not to see it, but he noticed the flash of annoyance in Redbeard's eyes out of the corner of his eye.

What on earth is this guy planning?

The person in charge was surprised, "Are you serious?"

There really is someone who doesn't want to rest. Could this mercenary be a fool?

The next second, his face turned stern again. "Since you said so, then follow me. I'll ask the front to make some arrangements for you. You don't have to stay in the back anymore."

He didn't care whether this rookie mercenary was just trying to gamble or try to curry favor with him. Since he had already said that he didn't want to rest, he shouldn't think that he could just treat it as a joke and nothing would happen.

The person in charge spoke up, and the group and Redbeard could only watch as Lance was taken away.

Lance silently followed the person in charge through the carriages and walked to the middle area. His expression gradually became uneasy and panicked. At first glance, he really looked like a fledgling mercenary.

"This guy said he volunteered to stay and take care of the baby without any rest. You can make some arrangements for him and just let him follow you later."

Lance took a look and saw that there was also a small group of mercenaries in the area, not many, maybe about ten people.

The leader looked to be about the same age as Redbeard, but he was clean-shaven and his clothes were neat.

When the man heard this, he stood up from the ground quickly, walked over with a laugh and stretched out his hand. Lance was alert for a moment and then relaxed his body. He was patted twice on the back.

"No problem, sir. We'll make the arrangements. Not bad, young man. You don't look like you're only at E-rank with your physique."

As he spoke, the burly man introduced him to the other mercenaries, and Lance quickly learned the mercenary levels of this group of people.

The leader is old Wims, a C-level mercenary. His strength is also C-level, but he is very close to B-level.

The others are two Cs, five Ds, and the remaining seven are all E grade.

"Make way. This is Lance. He's been following us for a while now, so let's get to know each other. He just registered as a mercenary not long ago, so you should keep him company."

As old Vims laughed, a piece of rye bread was stuffed into Lance's hand.

Lance pinched the bread and looked around thoughtfully. The eyes he met were filled with friendly and kind smiles.