The strongest soldier

At dusk three days later, in a remote town outside the Arctic Ocean.

The town looks dilapidated, with simple houses. The buildings have mud walls, and the roofs are made of a mixture of clay and weeds. The flat roofs are only one storey high, but there are more than a thousand households living there. Because it is adjacent to the ice sheet, This has become a gathering place for countless adventurers to rest and re-post. Many adventurers come here to make corrections before going hunting in the ice field the next day. Seals, sea lions and other animals on the ice field are extremely precious.

There are rows of restaurants and bars in the center of the town. Some people dressed in coquettish clothes are shouting business at the door. It is a prosperous scene. This town is thousands of kilometers away from other towns. It can be said to be thousands of miles of desert. Originally, there were only a few fishermen, and they relied on fishing. To make a living, with the continuous influx of adventurers, it gradually developed to the scale it is today, which is rare.

The restaurants and bars were full of guests, drinking and chatting wildly, talking about ambiguous topics, and causing laughter from time to time. Because of the cold weather, the people here were dressed in bulky clothes, wearing windproof hats, and all of them carried guns. , but no one was panicked, as if it should be like this, even the waiter was not surprised.

Because the town is a resting place for all adventurers, disputes will inevitably arise when snatching prey. These disputes will gradually accumulate and it will definitely be serious. There is a rule that no one is allowed to make trouble here, otherwise it will be Everyone's public enemy. After all, destroying this town would be bad for everyone. No matter how big the grudge is, it will be settled on the ice sheet. Anyone who doesn't like it has to endure it.

The noisy shouts and curses could be heard far away, but the order was orderly and no one was causing trouble. Even if they were drunk, they would be helped away by their companions, for fear of being targeted by the maintenance team formed by the merchants, which would outweigh the gains and losses. There were many sleighs on the street, and there were many big dogs pulling the sleds lying beside the sleds, staring at the surroundings with evil eyes, as if they were afraid that someone would move the sleds.

Suddenly, many big dogs stood up, making low whimpering sounds. Their cold eyes locked on a person walking slowly in front of them. This person was wearing fur, a pair of glasses on his tall nose, and a thick coat. The big trench coat, the big trench coat is straight, it looks like high-end goods at first glance, and the whole body exudes the shrewdness and elegance of a businessman.

Such a polite-looking person was incompatible with the rough men around him. The big dogs bared their teeth and growled, their whole bodies tensed up, and their bodies squatted slightly, as if they were about to attack. However, the visitor walked closer and stared at these people. The man glanced at the big dog, and an invisible murderous aura burst out, shrouding the big dog like a substance.

A businessman who looks very elegant actually has such a strong murderous aura? How sharp is this murderous aura that can scare these ferocious big dogs? How many lives does it take to cultivate? The big dogs were extremely sensitive to danger. They took a few steps back in fear, lying on the ground and whimpering softly. They even lay on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads. Their eyes showed fear of the intruder.

The murderous aura on the person's body disappeared in a flash, and he no longer looked at the big dogs, but continued walking forward leisurely. When passing by these big dogs, all the big dogs did not dare to say anything, wagging their tails as if to please, It wasn't until the visitor passed by that all the big dogs turned around and looked at the visitor's leaving figure, whimpering softly, as if they were communicating with each other, but no dog dared to bar their teeth and growl again.

All this happened so fast, no one around noticed this scene. The visitor walked to the door of the largest bar in the town, looked up at the door number, and someone happened to come out to greet him, so he followed him and strode in. The bar hall was filled with people from all over the world. Adventurers from all over the place were drinking and chatting in small groups. When they saw the visitor, they were stunned for a moment and fell silent.

All those who dare to take risks here are bold and bold. Their hands are stained with the blood of many people, and they rob the remains of their prey. Many of them are ruthless, but without exception, they are all dressed roughly, similar to bandits, and look like strangers. It is rare to see a person dressed like this, but once he appears, he will become the target of many people's fawning. If nothing else, every time he appears, it is the boss who purchases prey or places orders.

Everyone in the bar said that the visitor was the boss who came here to place an order. Ordinary orders would not come in person, just find an acquaintance. Only for large orders and urgent needs would he come to the town in person. These have become well-known unwritten experiences.

The waiter skillfully invited the visitor to sit down, but the visitor went straight to a small table by the window and sat down. He skillfully asked for a glass of beer, looking like a regular visitor. The adventurers around him were startled and stopped looking down upon. , in the past, extraordinary laymen came here to buy prey in person, but they were all treated as plundered and killed. The adventurers did not act rashly, but exchanged words in low voices.

The visitor turned a blind eye to the adventurers around him and took a sip of the beer brought by the waiter. Seeing that the waiter hadn't left, he skillfully took out a piece of banknote and handed it over as a tip. The waiter saw that the denomination was not small, and it was worth one month's salary to him. He knew When I met the big boss, he smiled enthusiastically and said: "Boss, I am a descendant of a local and have been here since I was born. No one is more familiar with this town than me. How can I help you?"

"Oh, boss, I see that you are a decisive and intelligent person. Why do you need a waiter to serve you?" A woman dressed in a coquettish way came up and said with a smile on her face. The foundation on her smiling face was shaking. The red lips look like a rose, dark circles, blue eyes, wearing a thick cotton jacket, but wearing a pair of white gloves.

The visitor looked the woman up and down, calmly picked up the beer and continued to drink. The woman was not discouraged, as if she should be like this, she sat down opposite with a smile, took out a piece of cash and handed it to her. The waiter took the money and quickly backed away. The woman looked at the visitor and said with a smile: "Boss, Akito doesn't say anything secretly in front of me. I am the deputy captain of the 'Guitian' hunting team. You can call me Blood roses, I like roses, especially roses stained with blood. They are charming, cold and arrogant, what do you think?"

"Never heard of it." The visitor said calmly without giving any face.

"Hey, the boss has such a personality. Our 'Guitian' hunting team has a team of hundreds of people, and they all came this time. It can be said that there are many hunting teams in this town, and many are larger than us. , but I’m afraid we are the only ones with hundreds of people coming to the town, and all our team members are soldiers, how about it? Is there any possibility of cooperation?" The person named Blood Rose said with a smile, not minding the arrival of people. The cold pride.

"I'm afraid you can't do it alone." The visitor said softly, with a look of disdain on his face.