OBS Chapter 115: Professional Ethics of Mercenaries
Chapter 115: Professional Ethics of Mercenaries
Muradin, who was eating chicken legs and drinking milk, suddenly heard a series of knocks on the door.
"It's so early in the morning, and I'm still having breakfast! Who is knocking on the door?"
"It's us, Muradin."
"Oh, it's Arthas and Jaina."
"Come in, have you had breakfast?"
After the stone door of the stone house was opened, Arthas and Jaina saw Muradin with greasy mouth and a scallion-flavored chicken leg in his hand.
After Arthas made a table and three benches on the spot, the three of them each picked one to sit on.
After finishing the 30-centimeter-long chicken leg in his hand, Muradin asked, "Children, is there anything you can do for me?"
"Muradin, as we continue to advance and the battle line expands, the number of available men will be limited."
"Little Arthas, it's only been one day, is it that exaggerated?"
"This is preparation for a rainy day, Muradin."
"Let me think about it. It's almost over."
Muradin drank the milk in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his arm, and smoothed the milk off his beard.
At this moment, Muradin, who had quickly finished his breakfast, remembered something.
This kid, Arthas, was able to build so many houses in one day, and also had enough food and financial resources.
Especially the mellow liquor, from this point of view, mercenaries are a good choice.
Oh, how could I forget? I have been in Northrend for a long time, but Arthas has only been here for one day.
The reason they came to me most likely was to ask for directions, win over the local tyrants, and organize a coalition force to fight against the natural disaster.
Well...local tyrants, many mercenaries can help with introductions.
Many races in Northrend have mercenaries, even dragons.
I guess they have all suffered from undead attacks to varying degrees. In this case, they should be able to recruit some helpers with the help of mercenaries.
These two kids are really smart. Of course, I’m not bad either!
Thinking of this, Muradin slammed the table.
"With your financial resources, we can hire some people from a nearby tavern."
"Then use their connections to win over their tribe."
"Now, let me take you there."
"Uncle Muradin is so reliable. Arthas, let's go together."
Arthas kept silent about what the two said and silently looked at how much money was left.
It's still more than 90,000! Since I found out during my vacation that when I extract food and gold coins, I can freely choose the size.
At the beginning, Arthas was always worried that Tongzi would not deduct one for each item he mentioned.
Nowadays, it seems that the calculation is still based on the original weight of the items.
Alas, it’s all my fault for being too lazy. I must have been infected by Jaina, otherwise I should have known it earlier.
Yes, that's right. It's not my negligence.
"Beautiful lady, please give me another glass of iced ale!"
"Okay, my lord."
"Give me a glass of the same ale, my dear lady."
"Just a moment, sir."
"Brave mercenaries, let's have some fun."
"In this warm tavern, tonight is another carnival of joy and passion."
"Only dance and song..."
Bang! The door of the tavern was kicked open by a blond male human.
This man had an arrogant look on his face, and the blue cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.
Behind him followed a female human and a male dwarf, and the aura they exuded made it clear at a glance that they were strong men.
At the same time, the biting cold wind from Northrend rushed into the tavern madly from outside the door, making everyone in the tavern feel cold.
Especially the ogres near the gate, they were shivering from the cold.
"I'm freezing! Quick! Close the door!"
Arthas shook his head firmly at the mercenaries' anger.
"Ah! What the hell... the ogre's head, is the undead scourge coming to attack?"
He punched the ogre warrior who was trying to close the door and knocked him away, waking up three innocent people who were sleeping in a room upstairs.
Seeing the bleeding ogre head, the women cried out in surprise.
After Jaina and Muradin came in, Arthas pushed harder and slammed the door shut.
"Intruder, are you provoking us?"
A golden light flashed, and Arthas crushed the floor with one foot.
"Arrogant human, you have completely angered us."
A pirate warrior roared and chopped over with his sword.
In response, Arthas suddenly pulled down the ogre warrior and let him overwhelm the angry pirate warrior.
Then, Arthas condensed two rays of holy light and shot them into the body of the injured mercenary in front of him.
"You are mercenaries, and I am the employer. It's that simple."
After saying this, Arthas dropped a handful of gold coins on the wounded.
In the blink of an eye, the three human pirates who were watching the show above jumped down.
"Oh, your Excellency, the three of us are the most powerful here."
"The three of us are frost, fire, and arcane mages respectively. We can definitely help you in this icy and snowy continent of Northrend."
"Hire us, no matter how hard it takes."
"As long as we have enough gold coins, we are fearless!"
Regardless of their injuries, they looked at the gold coins in Arthas's hand with shining eyes.
They loudly talk about their abilities to show that they want to be hired by the rich.
Because they were all familiar with the dwarves around this rich man. They came to Northrend to explore and search for treasure, and they had also had a drink together.
Compared with the goblins, they seemed to be just short of volunteering to rush up and beg.
By the way, there were also a few goblins that were stepped on by the three of them and fell into coma.
"No, sir, choose me!"
"I am a Punishment Paladin. I can definitely help you eliminate the resurrected dead."
"No, what your Excellency needs is a shadow priest like me."
"You are all wrong. Only a fearless warrior like me can get this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
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After letting the mercenaries in the tavern quarrel for a while, Arthas shouted, "Stop making so much noise! Shut your damn mouths!"
In a moment, everyone in the bustling pub fell silent.
"Well, that's good. You have a lot of professional ethics."
"Of course, sir..."
"Stop it, I don't need fawning subordinates."
"I have treasures you cannot imagine, and I only ask one thing of you."
"Obey orders and work with me to destroy the Scourge entrenched in Northrend."
After stating the hiring requirements, Arthas took a dozen hiring contracts from Jaina behind him.
Without waiting for the mercenary to respond, Arthas continued, "These contracts are for you. Just do as they say."
"I need a lot of manpower. You can come to the human camp in Dagger Bay to find my adjutant to sign up."
"These gold coins will be your travel expenses. Also, our military recruitment fair will only last for two days."
"Don't be afraid, the countdown starts now."
"Warriors! If you want to get more gold coins and enough food to eat, come to our job fair."
"Please remember, first come first served, we will admit the best. Our Northern Expedition Army does not need trash!"
"Time is money, warriors!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Arthas threw out one employment contract after another.
Jaina, who had been prepared for a long time, opened a portal back to the base in front of Arthas.
The three of them walked away with big, heroic strides.
Before leaving, Jaina and Muradin also scattered some gold coins, causing the mercenaries to exclaim in amazement. It was really a great experience.
I have to say, having money and food means being cool and domineering.
As the gold coins were scattered, countless people came to join.
As the saying goes, orcs will never be slaves unless they are provided with food and shelter.
This is especially true for mercenaries who work hard to earn their living in Northrend. Who doesn't love a generous boss?
Today's expenses are not even enough to cover a single gold coin stored in the system.