The night of Golden City is charming and full of temptation. Under the dark night, the whole city exudes soft, golden glow like the sun. From a distance, it looks like a city made of gold, and the name Golden City comes from this.

Almost everyone who came to Golden City would enjoy the night view here, and everyone in the Starlight Mercenary Group was no exception. After dinner, Anne could not wait to pull Christie and call Lijie and Marlene to go out. However, at this moment, Rhode was standing at the door, blocking their way without expression.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere tonight. I have something important to tell you."

Although Rhodes' expressionless face and his voice was calm when he said this, Anne, who was originally excited, lowered her head helplessly like a defeated rooster, then decisively gave up her plan to go out and obediently followed Rhode to the living room.

And when they walked into the living room, the others were already waiting here.

Rhode signaled Anne to sit down, then he walked to the middle of everyone and clapped his hands. Soon, everyone raised their heads curiously and looked at Rhode.

"I think you also know what the main purpose of coming to Golden City is, everyone. I won't say anything here. If there is no meaning in the Parfield area, such as winning glory in Parfield, I think you are also very clear about your current situation. We are just an ordinary mercenary group, and there is no way to compare with those mercenary guilds."

Hearing this, Lijie was a little silent, while Marlene remained calm as usual. Rabis, Joey and Lando seemed a little nervous. But at this moment, Anne raised her hand curiously and asked.

"Captain, you said those mercenary guilds are very powerful, but how powerful are they? Annie thinks that except for a little more people, they are no different from mercenary corps?"

“There is a big difference.”

Hearing Anne's inquiry, Rhode shook his head, he made a brief comparison in his heart, and then replied.

"Let me say that, in the Parfield area, if we count the previous group of opponents, their level is only about the level of ordinary members and team leader of the Mercenary Guild. As for swordsman masters like Sailek, although their status among the four major Mercenary Guilds is not low, in terms of strength, they are probably still worse than the president."

"So strong?"

Many people were shocked when they heard this. It was no wonder that if Rhodes told them directly how powerful these four mercenary guilds were. The average level of member levels was still a number, and they could not leave a deep impression on everyone. But when they heard that Sailek was not even as good as the president in such a mercenary guild, they immediately understood how serious the challenges they were facing were.

"So, we......"

At this moment, Joey finally put away his originally hippie smiley expression and asked with a little worry.

"Don't worry about your strength. Since I dare to bring you here, I'm sure."

As he said that, Rhode took out a piece of paper from his arms and spread it out in front of everyone. Everyone looked over and saw some strange things painted like ghost talismans, which looked like a line map.

"According to the rules of the Midsummer Festival, the Midsummer Festival is divided into three categories, first of which is individual battle and then group battle. Both competitions are sent by the Mercenary Guild, while the off-circle competition is participated by other mercenary groups and idle mercenaries, which are both individual competitions. The person who is eliminated to the end of the circle will get the opportunity to compete with the winner of the guild battle to compete for the victory of the off-circle competition. Of course, in the end, ordinary participants will not be able to win the major mercenary guilds, but there will be exceptions occasionally... But this has nothing to do with us, we only need to pay attention to the individual battles and group battles of the guild."

Speaking of this, Rhode reached out and pointed at the paper in front of him.

"The rules of personal battles are divided into two types. One of them you have already experienced before, and the other is that both sides send five players to play in order, against each other, and win three games in five games. This is also the common rules of personal battles at present. We will also proceed in this way. Before playing, I will arrange the five players on the court. You just need to concentrate on facing your opponents. And next, what I want to say is how to defeat these guys who seem to be high-ranking..."

Speaking of this, Rhodes' voice lowered a lot, but for some reason, in the originally warm living room, everyone could not help but tremble all over their bodies, as if a cold wind was blowing past them.

And at the same time, in another place in Golden City, there are also people who are busy with this.

"It seems that our opponent is very ambitious this time."

Putting down the information in his hand, Bartel snorted coldly, and then he looked at a woman in leather armor not far away from him. This woman looked about thirty years old. She had a hot body and was concave. A dagger hung around the woman's waist, supporting her heroic spirit. But unlike the woman's crime-provoking figure, her face was extremely ugly. Several scars that opened her flesh were not evenly distributed on the woman's face. Her lips were turned out, and even the corners of her eyes were stretched out. At a glance, it was as scary as the witches in fairy tales who could catch children to eat.

"Because of His Highness's speech, these clowns have the opportunity to make a fuss. It seems that they are really planning to win this midsummer festival and then give us an ugly look!"

Speaking of this, Bater's face was a bit bad. As a barbarian warrior, he was tall and brave. When he frowned like this, he was heartbroken. However, Bater's strength was not only reflected in his appearance. As the president of the Purple Lily Mercenary Guild, he was also a strong man who had reached the level of a swordsman master. His violent fighting technique was terrifying.

At the same time, Battel is also a backbone supporter of the royal party. His Purple Lily Mercenary Guild was born in the deserted plain in the southwest. It was a land of death for many years. It was once a land of death, which was terrifying. However, since the Duchy of Mun took over, all the great lords spent a lot of money to improve the environment there. They built reservoirs and dug groundwater sources. After decades of efforts, they transformed the original desolate raw materials into fertile granaries. Battel naturally remembered everything that the Duchy of Mun was doing. He was also the most loyal supporter of the royal party among the four major mercenary guilds. Regarding the sweet words of the reformists, Battel

I have always been disdainful. He didn't know whether the other party said it was right or not, but Bartel believed that these people were not qualified to cause trouble for the royal party. In his opinion, the reformists were just a group of idiots who could not do anything except talk. They evaluated this and complained about that all day long, but had no intention of trying to change it. They only complained about the world. The things they described were too illusory and not practical at all. They were there all day long and sighed how backward and poor the desolate plains were. But they never worked hard to do anything, and the royal family helped them change their destiny.

In this case, why do they listen to reformist nonsense?

"I really don't know what Your Highness is thinking."

At this moment, the woman also spoke, and she reached out and tapped the table lightly, with a little uneasiness flashing across her face.

"I got the news that the Free Wings Guild even invited Luosen, who had not appeared for a long time, to participate in this festival. It seems that they are determined to win!"

"Lorson?!"

Hearing this, Bartel's expression changed slightly.

"That old monster is going to participate in the competition, too? It seems that our situation is really bad this time."

Speaking of this, Batel stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the view outside the window in melancholy. Although the night view of Golden City was like a dream, Batel had no feeling of appreciation at all. He stood by the window blankly. After a moment, he seemed to remember something and asked.

"By the way, I heard that there is another princess today? What's going on? Are you the ones who are the reformists doing this?"

"It doesn't look like. President. According to the news I received, the one who greeted the lady was the Legion of War Angels. They are His Highness Lydia's direct legion, and there is no doubt about loyalty. Therefore, I think that this princess may be true, and it was also recognized by His Highness Lydia."

"I really can't understand what Your Highness is thinking. Isn't it better to kill this kind of trouble with just one knife?"

Hearing this, Bartel complained in dissatisfaction, but as soon as he finished speaking, a proud and confident voice rang out.

"That's why you are not Your Highness, and His Highness Lydia is His Highness."

Along with the sound of speaking, a tall man in armor walked into the room with great strides. He was carrying a long sword and shield shining with magical brilliance, and an eagle flying high on the pitch-black cloak.

"Batter, if you don't change your outspoken habits, be careful not to suffer?"

"If you can change the problem of always eavesdropping, your Cole Eagle Guild will not be mocked by others, only your ears will work, Victor."

Facing the other party's ridicule, Battel snorted and retorted. However, the man called Victor seemed to care about this at all. He just made a gesture to indicate that he was not here to argue. This man was Victor, the president of the Cole Eagle Mercenary Guild. He was also an ally of Battel and another supporter of the royal party.

It was obvious that the two had a good relationship. Victor walked into the room and chuckled at the woman standing beside him, completely ignoring the other person's face that was disgusting. Then he pulled a chair from the side and sat down.

"But there are benefits to good ears, do you know? Bartel, that star mercenary group is not simple?"

"Hmm? What do you say?"

Hearing this, Bartel turned his head curiously and looked at his friends and allies. When he heard Bartel's inquiry, Victor smiled mysteriously before revealing the answer.

"Do you know? The eldest lady of the Shania family is also among them?"

"Oh? There's something like this?"

When he heard this, Bartel was really surprised, while Victor spread his hands helplessly.

"So I said, you have been in your own three-point land for too long. Bartel, now the nobles of the Golden City know that Miss Marle is the main member of the mercenary group, and she will also represent Xingguang to participate in the competition. Before coming to you, I also visited members of the Shania family... But... I didn't find anything. It seems that my ears are not too smart. It's a pity."

"What the hell is going on?"

Hearing Victor's words, Bartel was a little messy in the wind, and he sat back on the chair and frowned.

"Didn't that mercenary group make up the numbers temporarily? How could there be such a strong aid?"

"I heard that Miss Marlene had to accumulate some practical experience before, so she commissioned Serek to take her to the Parfield area, and somehow joined the Starlight--oh, by the way, I also heard that this mercenary group has only been established for less than half a year. At the beginning, they had only two people."

"You're not kidding me."

Hearing this, Bartel raised his eyebrows and looked at Victor suspiciously, while the latter shook his head with a wry smile.

"I hope I'm joking, but at least based on the information I've received, this should be a fact. The leader of this Starlight Mercenary Corps is only a young man in his early twenties. I heard that he comes from the northern Yamahara and has some strange skills... Well, to be honest, I think he should not be our enemy."

"reason?"

"I heard that the president of Tianjian, the old fox Mobis, secretly issued an order to kill him! And if that's right, it seems that even the Council has sent someone to participate in this operation?"

“This is really………………”

Hearing this, Bartle also gasped.

"What did that kid do? He made Mobis' daughter's belly bigger? If that's the case, should we prepare a gift to send to her to wish her a child soon?"

"I don't know much about this."

Facing Bartel's words, Victor spread his hands with a wry smile.

"But I think there must be very nervous there now, because Miss Marin is with that 'Princess Highness'. I think those guys must be very anxious now... Haha, I really want to see their bitter faces. His Highness Lydia is such a good move."

"It's hard to say who can laugh to the end."

Looking at the sunny sunny Victor, Bartel glared at him in dissatisfaction.

"Those bastards have found the old monster Luosen to help, and think about how we can win!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

After a moment, Victor's voice rang again.

"I said Batel, can't you let me forget this for the time being?"

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