Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oA}3: Chapter 0773: Cunning Scheme Chapter 773: Chapter 0773: Cunning Scheme Mercenary Guild.

This was a massive two-story building.

The first floor was furnished with round tables and chairs, and served drinks and meat.

In the center of the hall, a huge posting board hung, displaying an array of temporary task assignments.

From the simplest lost and found tasks, bodyguard assignments, everything was clearly outlined.

Of course, there were also dishonorable assassination missions which were not officially permitted, yet they too were secretly assigned.

Adventurers or mercenaries, as they were, were hallowed entities of tumultuous force.

If the fee was right, there was nothing they wouldn’t dare to do.

Second floor, in the chairman’s office,

Heraclitus observed this hustle and bustle with great satisfaction.

But just then, he caught sight of a group of people out of the corner of his eye, souring his mood instantly.

A man dressed in a finely woven robe strode into the Mercenary Guild, followed by several slaves carrying heavy hemp sacks on their shoulders.

Thump!

The sacks were flung onto the task assignment desk, revealing bundles of Iron Shells from the gaping open ends.

Seeing this, the surrounding mercenaries were taken by an avaricious glint in their eyes, quickly vanishing.

That’s because, this man represented the City Lord’s Mansion.

He was the scribe for this era’s Knight, Winston, a man named Cicero.

He surveyed the surroundings, a smug smile on his pudgy face, “The deposit for the last task, I’ve brought it…

eliminating monsters, won’t the Mercenary Guild take it?”

“Damn it!”

Heraclitus reached for the hilt of the short sword at his waist, wishing desperately he could slay this man on the spot.

“Father, this won’t work.

It will only place us at a disadvantage…”

Jupiter hurried through the door, coming to the aid of Heraclitus, “The teacher has taught me the way, let me handle this.”

Descending the stairs, he confronted Cicero, “Mr.

Scribe of the City Lord…

dealing with monsters is originally the responsibility of the Lord and Soldiers.”

“However…due to the lack of manpower in the city, and since the Mercenary Guild exists!” Cicero spread his hands, declaring aloud all around.

“So…

I accept it!”

Jupiter grabbed a handful of Iron Shells, “I will lead our men, and defeat the Centaurs!”

“Is that so…”

A flicker of surprise passed through Cicero’s eyes, he turned to look at Heraclitus, seeing the man in some form of trance, but he still quickly recovered, “Then…

let’s sign the contract, if you cannot complete it, you will have to pay me double the rewards!”

…

“You shouldn’t have agreed.”

Looking at the disappearing figure of Cicero, Heraclitus looked worriedly at his son.

“This man is like a venomous snake, once bitten, the venom spreads incessantly, the key now is to eliminate the problem.”@@novelbin@@

By now, Jupiter had developed into a true man.

As he looked around at the mercenaries, he gave a passionate speech, “Everyone…

we all live near the city.

Would you allow Centaurs to rampage, robbing our food and women?”

“No!”

Many mercenaries holding their wine cups roared in response.

“Then…

this time, we are not fighting for the reward!

But for ourselves…”

Jupiter opened his sack, letting the Iron Shells spill onto the ground, “All this money here is your reward, use it to buy weapons…

The Guild will not take a single Iron Shell, tomorrow, fight with me!”

By the time he finished speaking, his voice had turned into a roar, and the Iron Shells in his hands were crushed into irregular shapes.

“This is…”

“A tier-three Super String Warrior?”

“With a hero like that leading, we can definitely take on this mission!”

This was the first time Jupiter had revealed his power in public.

Many mercenaries acclaimed, “Brave Jupiter, we are willing to join you in defeating the Centaurs!”

…

The second day at the city gate, a group of mercenaries gathered.

While their numbers were few, only a little over a hundred, each one of them was extraordinarily capable.

This was a formidable force in truth, enough to influence the city.

After all, the City Lord of Blacksack only had a few hundred soldiers!

Not to mention, other City-states also had the presence of Mercenary Guilds.

Over the past decade, the Mercenary Guild had grown to become a leading force within the Kingdom of Hormone.

Jupiter made arrangements for the mercenaries to cluster in teams, selecting captains from each, and summoned them to his side.

He unfolded a map on the table, “I have found the locations where the Centaurs frequnt, there are about fifty of them, ranging from adults to children…”

“Such detailed maps… and intelligence…”

The few captains were nodding along, reassured by Jupiter’s preparations.

This was a battle they could fight.

After all, they were a combined force of mercenaries and would not blindly aim for suicidal missions.

Each of them was a captain, responsible for the lives of their teams.

“Centaurs are actually very strong, a single adult Centaur is equivalent to one cavalry.

Even a few dozen of them in charge is terrifying!”

Jupiter continued, “Therefore, we must choose a battleground…

this marshland is a good choice.

We can send people to pretend to be a food caravan, the Centaurs, lacking food, will definitely bite the hook.”

“Jupiter…

You seem to be quite familiar with the Centaurs?”

A female mercenary with an eyes injury questioned.

“Yes, I have read a number of documents from the north…Centaurs are not too intelligent, they are quite naive.”

Jupiter responded.

The captains looked at each other, “Then we’ll proceed with this decision!”

…

After the troops of mercenaries departed, a figure materialised at the city gate.

It was none other than Cicero.

“Jupiter…

a Soldier’s son…”

He watched as Jupiter disappeared into the distance, his face falling.

“Master…”

At his side, a slave inquired, “Are you displeased with him?”

“Our plan was to undermine the prestige of the mercenaries.

If they refused assignments, it would fundamentally diminish them…

but that’s not an option now.”

Cicero said, “But if they undertake the assignment and fail, it will not only result in heavy losses, but also be a major blow to their reputation…

However, that Jupiter turned out to be a tier-three Super String Warrior with a sharp mind.

He might actually be able to subdue the centaurs.

That would not only render our plan completely useless, but would also increase his prestige, and that is completely unacceptable!”

Remembering his master’s secret orders, Cicero broke into a cold sweat.

“Then, Master…

what should we do now?”

The slave anxiously inquired.

“Gather all the able-bodied individuals we can call upon, we will tail them…”

Cicero stroked his chin, “If they fail, that would be ideal.

But if they succeed…

we will pose as bandits and ambush them…

After battling the centaurs, there surely wouldn’t be many of them left, ideally Jupiter should be killed.

Pity…

that Heraclitus did not go with them this time, has he discovered our plan?”

He felt somewhat aggrieved.

In the original plan, everything was going smoothly, but then Jupiter suddenly popped up.

No one expected that Heraclitus’ son, who had always been quiet, had grown up to possess such abilities!