"You've always worked alone? You've never joined a mercenary group before? "Morrisons asked with a half-smile.
"Yeah, why?" Léger was surprised.
"You need to pass the Mercenary Association's test to apply for a mercenary group. It's not like they'll approve it as soon as you say you want to. Besides, there's a lot of information about mercenary groups and mercenary groups, such as the names of the members and when they were established. Employers can check our information after paying some money," Morrisons explained.
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
"Let's just talk to them. It's not like we have to earn money from them." Morrisons University said casually. In fact, he didn't want this deal to go through. Going to an abandoned Hydra nest was obviously a scam.
Léger thought for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked towards the group of young men. Some of them saw that Léger was walking towards them and looked at Léger curiously.
"Hello, may I ask if you want to go to a Hydra nest? Do you need a guide? "Léger asked with a smile.
"Yes, you are …" The young man in the lead stood up.
"My name is Léger, a seventh-grade rogue." Lei Zhe said politely, "Half a year ago, I found a Hydra nest by accident. It was very dangerous at that time, so I remember it very clearly. If you are interested, I can take you there." He deliberately said that it was half a year ago, so that he would have an excuse to explain himself.
"Great!" The young man in the lead said excitedly. He then reached out his hand to Léger, "My name is Asa, a sixth-grade warlock. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you," Léger also reached out his hand. He paused for a moment, "My job is to be a guide, right?"
Cessacioun secretly curled his lips. Both of them were sixth-grade magicians, but Cessacioun was an unorthodox magician, while Cessacioun had undergone systematic learning. Cessacioun didn't know when this habit formed. Anyway, these two magicians always looked down on each other.
"Of course." The man called Asa nodded and said, "I know that the Tarasha Mountains are full of danger. Don't worry, leave it to us."
"Does that mean we can sign the contract?" Léger smiled.
Asa was stunned for a moment, then he left his seat and walked towards the woman with her back facing the hall. His expression became a bit more cautious, then he said softly, "Dean, you see …"
The conversation in the hall instantly disappeared without a trace. Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the woman's back. Some words couldn't be used carelessly. If it was just a mutual compliment, 'Milord' was enough.
The mercenaries' eyes were very sharp. They could see that these young people were magicians who had just come out of a magic academy to gain experience. There were only a few magic academies on the entire continent, and the highest authority of a magic academy was composed of a principal and two vice principals. Those who could become principals were usually high and mighty magicians who looked down on the world with tyrannical strength. In other words, that woman was at least a top powerhouse, an eleventh grade magician! She could even be a super powerhouse, a grand magician who could fight against legendary super creatures such as dragons, angels, and demons!
If Zagunéd or Dismark appeared in Isolated Cliff City, it would definitely cause a sensation. This woman's strength was no less than Zagunéd and Dismark's. Moreover, the power of a magician's profession was far greater than that of a druid or Knight!
The mercenaries finally understood why this group of rookies dared to look for the Hydra. With the dean of the Magic Academy in charge, the Hydra that made countless mercenaries tremble in fear and have no choice but to take a detour was nothing to be afraid of!
Those who had looked at the woman with obscene eyes hurriedly turned their heads, their hearts uneasy. The contempt in their eyes disappeared without a trace. Léger was also stunned for a long time. He had wanted to make some extra money, but now he was in a dilemma. When they found out that it was just an abandoned lair, they would be furious. Who could bear the anger of a magician?
"This is your own business. Make your own decision. Don't ask me," the woman said in a cold voice.
"Yes, Principal," Asa responded and slowly stepped back.
Léger now desperately hoped that the other party would change her mind and not go to that damned Hydra lair. Unfortunately, Asa said to him in a friendly tone, "We can go to the Mercenary Association to sign the contract. Are those people your companions?" Asa glanced at Han Jin as he spoke.
"They … are," Léger replied. He couldn't lie, after all, he had just walked over from there.
"Let your companions wait for a while. We'll be back soon."
"Alright." Léger braced himself and said. He turned to look at Han Jin, hoping to get a hint from Han Jin.
"What should we do?" Han Jin asked in a low voice. He had already understood the meaning of 'Principal' from Sassoux's whispers, and his heart couldn't help but beat like a drum.
Sunier secretly kicked Han Jin and used her fingertip to draw a line of characters on the table: Don't talk!
Han Jin looked at Sunier in confusion. Sunier pointed to her ear, and Sassoux suddenly understood. As a magus, that woman had many ways to collect the sounds in the hall as long as she wanted to.
Unable to get a hint from Han Jin, Léger helplessly followed Asa and slowly walked out.
The hall was still as silent as ever. No one talked, and even the movements of eating were very, very light. Even the young people were affected by the atmosphere, and no longer talked and laughed as freely as before.
Not long after, Léger and the man called Asa walked in together. They separated and walked to their companions. Léger wanted to say something in a low voice, but Sunier gave him a look. On the other side, Asa was asking for instructions again: "Madam Principal, we've decided to rest for the night and leave tomorrow morning."
"Rest? You've already rested for more than twenty years. Isn't that enough? "The woman said coldly.
Asa smiled bitterly: "Then you mean …"
The mercenaries around them began to sympathize with the young people. Although there was a guarantee of success under the principal's supervision, the process was definitely very difficult. Moreover, those who could surpass the majority of people in a certain field and reach the pinnacle were usually eccentric and even unreasonable.
"Let's go now. The sooner I finish your mission, the sooner I can go back."
Asa looked at Léger with an inquiring gaze, but Léger, Morrisons, and the others were looking at Han Jin. Han Jin thought for a moment and slowly stood up: "Then let's go. We don't have anything to prepare anyway." Unlike Léger and the others, he didn't fear the legendary powerhouses because he was confident that he would surpass everything here sooner or later! To be more precise, he was just being cautious and curious. Being cautious meant that he didn't want to provoke them for no reason, while being curious meant that he wanted to find out just how powerful a super powerhouse was. It was also a goal for him to set himself up.
"Alright." The young man named Asa liked Han Jin's straightforwardness. He nodded and said: "Erwin, go pay our bill and theirs. Then we'll leave immediately!"
The woman who had her back facing the hall stood up first. When she turned around, the air in the hall seemed to have frozen. Everyone's eyes were wide open, including Léger and Sunier. In their minds, the principal of a magic academy should be over sixty or seventy years old. Without the accumulation of time, even the smartest person wouldn't be able to reach the pinnacle.
However, the woman in front of them subverted their common sense. The mercenaries thought that she was just an old woman who took good care of herself. No one expected her to be so young! However, compared to her appearance, her age was completely negligible. At the very least, people had forgotten to pay attention to it.
She had an absolutely beautiful, pure and flawless face, a pair of willow leaf eyebrows, showing a bit of weakness, but her slightly thin lips were tightly pursed like a sword, and also carried a bit of valiance. The originally contradictory temperaments on her face merged into one, and the most attractive thing was her pair of eyes. Her eyes were large, curved, and rippling like a lake under the spring sun, clear and shining, and her extremely long eyelashes added a bit of a lovely and moving feeling.
However, her overall aura had nothing to do with 'delicateness'. It was more like 'coldness'. She was like a warrior who was about to fight a decisive battle. Every movement and every look in her eyes made people feel cold, disdainful, and arrogant. It was hard to understand how such delicate eyebrows, such a pure face, and such beautiful eyes could combine together to become a piece of eternal ice.
In her hand was a magic staff that could be described as sensational. It was golden in color, and there was a golden sphere at the top. It was twice the size of Morrisons' fist. There were several magic crystals of different attributes embedded in the sphere. One didn't need to look closely. One could tell from the corner of one's eye that they were all high quality magic crystals.
The situation on the continent was very chaotic. Regardless of whether it was her appearance or the magic staff in her hand, she would become the target of countless people. The problem was that she didn't hide anything, nor did she want to hide anything. This was enough to prove how confident she was.
As a female, Sunier was also stunned. She suddenly had an impulse to take off her mask and compare herself with that woman. Who was more beautiful?! It was as if a peerless swordsman had suddenly discovered an opponent.
After being stunned for a while, Sunier finally reacted. She was the first to look at Han Jin. She realized that Han Jin acted as if nothing had happened. He was tidying his robe as if no one else was around. He was in stark contrast to Morrisons, Sassoux, and Léger who were still stunned. Sunier couldn't help but secretly smile. Of course, it was a very sweet smile.
"Let's go. What are you all doing?" Han Jin said impatiently. Due to the difference in information, his resistance to beauty was one of a kind in this world. No matter how beautiful his face was, it was just a poster.
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