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Chapter 1041 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (28)

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

Lance got along pretty well with this new group of mercenaries, or to put it another way, this group of mercenaries, who were obviously of a certain age, were very friendly to him.

"Lance, go and rest. You don't have to stand guard. The Nova Chamber of Commerce said they'd give us a day off, and that's just for us. They'll arrange patrols to guard the caravan, and you won't be helping to keep an eye on it."

Old Wims patted Lance on the shoulder, and then he tied his shoelaces, obviously preparing to go on patrol.

...This person seems to have a really kind heart, Lance thought as he stood there.

"Don't stand anymore, come sit down and take a rest."

A heroic voice called him from behind. Lance turned around and saw that it was one of the C-class members in the team.

The person who spoke was called Lei, the only magician here, but his dress was very similar to that of a swordsman, and his rough appearance was contrary to people's usual perception of magicians.

Lance walked over and found a place to sit down.

Seeing that this boy was quiet but obedient, Lei actually had a good impression of him.

"You just registered as a mercenary, didn't you? Isn't this your first time running a mission?"

Seeing Lance nodded, Lei laughed out loud, "Sure enough, that guy Vims is really good at judging people. He really guessed it right."

What he didn't say was that they had all guessed it.

Firstly, this kid named Lance doesn't have the aura of the old mercenaries; secondly, even the dumbest mercenary should know that he should leave a good impression in front of the Nova Chamber of Commerce. For someone like this who was arranged from the back, it sounds good to say that he doesn't need to rest, but the people in the Nova Chamber of Commerce may not buy it.

After all, the Nova Chamber of Commerce has always paid great attention to the reputation of their chamber of commerce. If this rookie mercenary finishes his mission and goes around talking nonsense, saying that he didn't rest for a day on the road, that would not be a good thing for the Nova Chamber of Commerce.

He stroked the magic wand sheath on the side of his calf, and he had to find a suitable opportunity to remind the newcomer.

After all, isn’t this how these mercenaries came here back then?

Although Lance stayed behind to rest obediently, he was also very proactive in helping with other trivial matters in the team, especially when Wims went out for a while and brought back a lot of things, which he took over easily, stunning the group of old mercenaries.

Old Wims poked Lei and forced out a breath in a low voice.

"This kid is so strong, is he really E-level?"

Lei elbowed him speechlessly, "I'm a magician, and you're asking me that?"

Logically speaking, old Wims himself is the one who knows best how strong an E-class swordsman is. Although he likes to dress up as a swordsman so that he won't be noticed immediately in case of any accidents on the way, this doesn't mean that he knows everything about swordsmen.

Old Wims smiled innocently, and a hint of envy flashed across his middle-aged face.

"It's hard to say. Just like you magicians, some people are born with great strength. I think an E-rank mercenary like him, if he has good skills, may be able to defeat a D-rank mercenary."

Even though there is a huge gap between each level of swordsmen, the advantage of natural strength is too great for swordsmen. Many swordsmen can only specialize in swordsmanship for their entire lives because they cannot train the appropriate strength.