004 Flame Fighter Mercenary Regiment

Seeing the kid shilling a small grass and getting into the carriage, the boring mercenaries immediately started their grinful brains desperately to guess what would happen in the carriage. Even Casbak, who was half a mountain native, didn't know what the ghost came out to get a little grass.

In the carriage, the ghost racked the leaves of the grass on the wick and lit it, and then slowly and gently pressed Mosey's back as Carrie made for herself.

"Oh~comfortable~~" Mosai exhaled a long breath and spit out his fatigue and fatigue into the air. Under the action of butterfly grass, the whole carriage was covered with a faint fragrance.

Mosai didn't expect that this ghost-called local steamed bun had this skill, and the fragrant grass also smelled particularly good. Mosai, who originally planned to try the little ghost's skills, actually closed his eyes and snored in a short time. This butterfly grass and the little ghost's gentle massage made Mosai, who had been driving for more than ten days, really fall asleep without resisting.

After entering the carriage, no movement made a group of old men stare at each other for a while. The kid smiled and came out and went back to his position to sleep without saying anything. The smell of butterfly grass has a slight hypnotic effect, which is good for eliminating fatigue. And what they are doing inside has become a question in everyone's mind.

The next day, the demon man rode on the horse and was in a surprisingly good mood, which made the mercenaries familiar with him even more suspicious that the boy named ghost could actually please the monster. After all, in the mercenary regiment, the monster is second only to the boss, and the person he admires will definitely become popular.

After dinner, the kid was called into the carriage with butterfly grass, and then he came out with an unpredictable smile and rested.

The kid had to stay in the carriage for a few days in a row, and the monster was not as busy as before. Even when he was on his way the next day, the monster stopped much more than usual.

"How can that boy defeat demons?!" Several mercenaries were secretly talking behind their backs and greeted them kindly when they saw the ghost. Because of the existence of the ghost, they felt a little better around the monster.

"What can you do to deal with that demon man?" Schmitt is an upright person, and he is a little simpler than the loyal Casbach.

While looking at the scenery flashing outside the window, the kid casually replied, "A little trick, in fact, he is very easy to get along with..."

Schmit, Casbach and Kodino looked contemptuously. The strange uncle can still say that he is easy to get along with. I really don't know what this ghost thinks of people.

The ghost who has been living with two women since childhood does not feel that there is anything particularly strange about the demon man. The Ye people were originally slender and beautiful, and the appearance of men and women is not much different. In addition, the Ye people are mainly living in the jungle, so from shape to action, the difference between men and women is even smaller, so in the little ghost's eyes In the middle, the disgusting female expression of the demon man is not so disgusting. On a deeper level, there is no deep boundary between men and women in the kid's heart.

He also doesn't understand why the demon man is so fancy, tired of talking and a little temper.

A few days later, the city of Conorro appeared in front of the road, and the famous fallen city on the continent became the first landing point for the kid to step on the mainland stage.

The carriage goes straight to the backyard of the dome arena led by the mercenaries, which provides gladiatores with everything they need in life. As long as you can come back from the arena with winning commissions or rewards, you can enjoy aristocratic treatment.

Bellos, the hell three-headed dog, simply pulled more than 20 people from the whole Flame Fighter Mercenary Regiment to the backyard of the arena. Anyway, their commission is enough to pay for the expenses here. There is no need for him to let the regiment members live so hard.

After passing through a neat bungalow, the carriage stopped on a wide martial arts field. The golden sand was randomly placed with stone locks and other powerful instruments. Around the martial arts arena, there were rows of low-hanging flowers and willows. Behind them were rows of cyan stone houses. The ghost squinted and looked at each house facing There are doors and windows on this side of the playground, and some of them are still looming people walking around.

Bearded Guern patted the carriage and said, "Come out, guys. We're at the place." Later, he asked a mercenary to see if the regimental commander was there and asked him to come and meet these new recruits.

After a while, a group of people came over. The leader was a medium-sized man, who looked a little thin among a group of mercenaries with big arms and round waists.

These tough mercenaries surrounded the four newcomers standing in front of the carriage in a row. None of them said anything, but their eyes were full of strong smiles.

When the bearded Guern saw the leading man, he immediately took a few steps to meet him, but because the demon man also walked over, he deliberately followed the demon man two steps behind.

Both of them walked to the man and nodded and shouted 'commergeant'. This unattractive man is the commander of the Flame Fighter Mercenary Regiment, the Hell's Three-headed Dog Bailos.

"How about these newcomers?" Burrows tilted his head slightly and asked the demon man. He spoke a little vaguely, mainly because the indecent regiment leader was not only a big hook but also a relatively serious pocket tooth, that is, just two large canine teeth on his slightly prominent lower teeth, so he really looked like a big dog with protruding canine teeth.

"The quality is not bad," the demon man whispered. Facing the regiment leader, he no longer speaks in that strange and charming tone: "The big man is strong and a little smart. The thin man grew up in the mercenary regiment and is now a copper badge. The thick dwarf's strength can also be a little impulsive. And the little man with a stick..."

The demon man paused for a moment and then continued, "His endurance is good and his hands are not small, and he is also good at medical skills."

Bellos said nothing and nodded gently and walked to the four people.

"Name! Age!" When Berlos speaks, he likes to tilt his neck slightly and raise his head, feeling like a vicious dog that looks at people sideways, but his identity as the head of the mercenary regiment has already given him a momentum, and his voice is not high but powerful.

When Casbak saw the demon man and the beard saluted him, he naturally guessed that this was the leader known as the Hell Three-headed Dog. When he saw Berlos asking questions at him, he immediately replied, "Castback, 19 years old!"

"Xdino, 19 years old!"

"Schmit, 18 years old!"

"Ghost, 17 years old!"

When Berlos heard the name ghost, he took a special look at the little ghost. Such a distinctive name must be used by the mountain people in the remote ravine, and this group of mountain people generally have good ability.

"What ability do you have, that big man? What are you good at? Byros's eyes fell on Kasbak again.

Casback straightened his chest and replied proudly, "Report leader, I have been in the mountains for a few years. I can shoot arrows, kill black bears with hunting knives and bare hands!"

"Oh, that's good~~" The mercenaries next to him laughed strangely, but a teenager can kill the black bear with his bare hands, which is worthy of being the descendant of the mountain people.

Bellos's eyes turned to the mercenary next to him, and then shouted with a bad smile: "Black Bear, have a few moves with him, hey~~"

It turned out that there was really a guy nicknamed Black Bear in the Flame Fighter Corps, but the strong man didn't pay much attention to Casbach's words. Hearing the regimental's words, he immediately pulled away the person in front of him with both hands and came over.

This mercenary named Black Bear is two meters tall, much taller than Casback, and his thick arms seem to be thicker than the kid's legs. The **'s arms are full of thick black hair, and standing in the field really looks like a big black bear in clothes.

The mercenary waved to Casbach and motioned him to come and make a gesture to the regimental commander.

Casback is also a fearless master. After moving his shoulders and neck, he immediately jumped on it. The first thing the two guys did when they met was face-to-face, which was also a common comparison method for power warriors.