Evan took a glance at Meg, and said, "Team Leader, I think it's best we don't add any new members in this unstable situation. If we don't work well with them, they could drag us down."
"That's right. I've heard that those guys target mercenary groups with elves. If we have an elf, the possibility of our mercenary group becoming their target will increase by a lot. This is simply too dangerous for us." Eva nodded in agreement.
A contemplative look appeared on Chiwil's face. Evan and Eva's words were quite reasonable. All of the major mercenary groups were in a precarious situation right now as very few powerful beings above the 7th-tier would accept mercenary missions from the union. As such, the 7th-tier magic caster that was slain the day before yesterday was already a top-tier powerhouse that most mercenary groups couldn't match up to.
Mercenaries needed to work well together in battle, and a well-coordinated mercenary group could fight enemies above their level.
Amy's magic power was indeed quite powerful; she was already a 4th-tier magic caster. Mag looked like an ordinary person, but she didn't believe that he had been able to slay an Ironhide Bull with a single cleaver because he had practiced his knife skills in the kitchen.
However, they were still outsiders to the Rose Mercenary Squad, and they hadn't even seen each other much, let alone work well together.
Chiwil looked at Meg with a perplexed expression, and said, "Mr. Meg, the situation might be more serious than you think. You're a restaurant owner, not a mercenary, so there's no need for you to leave the city at this time. Also, you're taking little Amy with you, so this kind of danger is completely avoidable."
Meg looked at Chiwil and could sense her concern, but he still shook his head with a smile, and said, "I understand, but I've always had good luck, so there shouldn't be any problems. If it's not convenient for you, Ms. Chiwil, we'll rent a wildebeest ourselves. If you have the opportunity, you can come to Amy's for a visit. "
Meg then nodded at Dennis and Scott before leaving with Amy's little hand in his.
His request was indeed a bit excessive. Those guys were aiming for the mercenary group. If a weak mercenary group had two elves, even if one of them was a half-elf, they would still be the first choice of those guys.
However, Meg only mentioned it for the sake of their old friendship. Since they were unwilling, he naturally wouldn't force them.
"Captain, Mr. Mak is a loyal man. Last time, we were almost wiped out, but he saved us. If the father and daughter go to the wilderness alone, I'm afraid …" Scott looked at Meg and the others' backs. He wanted to say something, but stopped. He looked a little anxious.
"Does saving us once mean that we have to die for him? I don't want to be targeted and wiped out just because there's an extra half-elf in the team. "Evan pursed his lips.
Chiwil frowned as he watched the father and daughter walk away. After a moment of silence, he seemed to have made up his mind. He took two steps forward and said loudly, "Mr. Meg, come with us."
Mag stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Sivir with a hint of surprise on his face.
Half an hour later, a horse-drawn carriage full of people was driven out of Chaos City toward the wilderness, surrounded by four horses.
There were eight people in the Rose Mercenary Group. The captain, Chiwil, was a 3rd-tier hunter who was good at archery and boomerangs.
Scott was a 3rd-tier swordsman. The minotaur demon, Dennis, was a tank with a giant shield. He had good defense because of his earth element, and he could quickly build an earth wall for the group.
Evan, the elven magic caster, was a 4th-tier magic caster. Although he had just broken through, he had become the main damage dealer of the group. He was also the target of protection.
Eva was a 1st-tier healing magic caster. She was very weak.
The monkey who drove the carriage, Sidney, was in charge of scouting. Scott was also a 3rd-tier swordsman. Sam was in charge of setting up traps.
Meg was familiar with the group. Except for a few more scars on their bodies, he could still see them. Meg felt good.
In the mercenary profession, people died every day.
The place they were going to today was near the Giant's Canyon. It was a rather strange place, named after the dozens of giant footprints in the canyon. Even the forest trolls wouldn't be able to leave behind such giant footprints. It had become an unsolved mystery.
Low-level magical beasts roamed the valley all year round, and precious herbs grew here. Because they grew on both sides of the steep cliffs and hidden in the cracks of the rocks, they weren't easy to find. Instead, many mercenaries and herb-gatherers who weren't strong enough came here. It was one of the most popular places in the wastelands.
"Mr. Mak, you said there was a golden scale deer in the basin next to the Giant Valley. Is that true?" Dennis, who was sitting opposite Meg, asked Meg in a low voice.
Everyone looked at Meg. They were going to accept the mission, but after Meg shared the news with them and agreed to go with them to catch the golden scale deer, they followed Meg to the Giant Valley.
The golden scale deer was an extremely rare 3rd-tier magical beast. It was named for its golden scale-like fur. Both its antlers and its skin were extremely valuable. If they could hunt a golden scale deer, they could sell it for at least 200,000 coppers. This was a very high return for the Rose Mercenary Group.
"This is the information I bought from the guild. The scouts found traces of a golden scale deer and saw it from afar some time ago. I don't know if we'll be lucky enough to see it today." Mag pulled out a piece of parchment that was tied up with a string from his little bag, and handed it to Dennis.
Although Meg did not know the time limit of the information, he had to make it look like a treasure map. It was as if it would be a waste of 100 gold coins if he did not make it look like a treasure map.
Everyone's eyes lit up as they looked at the information in Mag's hands. The parchment meant that this piece of information was at least 7th-tier. The starting price was above 10,000, and no more than 10 copies of each piece of information could be made.
Dennis hesitated for a moment. Seeing Meg's open expression, he reached out and took the parchment. After a while, he handed it back to Meg and nodded. "Mr. Mak is right. This information was just obtained three days ago. The golden scale deer did appear there, but there was no news of anyone catching it."
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