CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 124: MERCENARY CORPS (5K)

After selecting a few types of herbs, Lynn carried them to the well and cleaned them thoroughly.

Then, he placed them on rows of wooden racks to dry.

The weather has been very good lately.

Within a day or two, the moisture in the herbs can be dried out.

...

At Morrison Manor.

The clamor of killing, the clash of metal weapons, the cries of pain, the neighing of horses...

All blended into one.

On the ground, bodies lay scattered.

The bright red blood, carrying a stench, flowed from the wounds of the corpses, staining the soil red.

In sudden depressions, small bloodstreams formed...

Bodies brandishing various weapons moved back and forth within the manor, frequently letting out cries of anger.

As sharp blades passed, blood splattered and landed on the walls...

This battle, who knows how long it lasted.

Until nightfall approached.

Silhouettes riding horses gradually faded away.

The battle intent stirred within the manor gradually dissipated.

Morrison Manor’s mansion fell into silence.

Aiden, with his bloated body, directly sat on a piled heap of grass.

Ignoring the blood on his face, he breathed heavily in gasps.

Causing the layers of fat on his abdomen to rise and fall vigorously.

Huff huff huff~

In front of Aiden, a middle-aged man wearing a linen waistcoat, linen shorts, and draped in a deep blue cloak walked over.

The middle-aged man, with one mouth full of stubble, cracked open to reveal yellowing teeth, said, "Master Aiden, what a thrilling battle!"

"But... the thieves from the Iron Blood Brotherhood were quite tricky, I lost dozens of brothers!"

Aiden’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Leader Lopez, what do you mean by this?"

The middle-aged man referred to as Lopez laughed again, "You know what I mean... more money!"

Aiden’s face changed instantly, he clambered up in a manner much like a fat pig rolling over.

He stared at Lopez, shouting reluctantly, "Leader Lopez! We had agreed on the price for the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps’ deployment, are you trying to go back on it?"

Lopez shrugged indifferently, "Master Aiden, I didn’t expect so many to die either!"

"You know, when my brothers die, I have to give their families a settlement fee, after all, they’re out here making a living."

"If their men die and even the settlement fee is absent, how can they survive?"

"Ultimately, they would fall to Morgan Town and become prostitutes in the brothels..."

Aiden’s face was full of anger, but he did not explode.

"How much!"

Upon hearing Aiden’s inquiry, Lopez grinned even wider.

"Thirty Gold Pounds, not much."

"That’s for my dozens of brothers..."

Aiden’s hand reached into his pocket, after some fumbling, a money pouch appeared in his hand.

Without any hesitation, he threw it out.

The pouch rolled on the ground, producing a pleasant metal sound.

Several Gold Pounds even rolled out.

Aiden coldly said, "Get out of my manor now!"

Lopez raised an eyebrow, completely indifferent, bending down to pick up the Gold Pounds under the gaze of followers and mercenaries.

Lopez showed no concern for the sweat from Aiden’s body on the coin pouch.

"We’re leaving! Master Aiden, if you need us again, you can find us in Morgan Town, hehehe..."

Watching the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps, either riding horses or running on foot, gradually disappearing into the distance.

Only then did Aiden angrily shout, "Damn! Damn it all! Damned indeed!"

The Iron Blood Brotherhood might have been thieves.

But how are the so-called Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps any different from thieves?

The only difference is that thieves plunder unarmed villagers’ wealth.

Mercenary Corps seize from lords who have armed forces but are not strong enough!

They need no land, nor do they need population, they solely fight for money.

They drift at the edges of various lords’ territories, and most lords hold a tacit attitude toward mercenary corps.

Even the Church remains ambiguous.

But this time.

Aiden had to hire these mercenaries to drive away the thieves of the Iron Blood Brotherhood!

A gang of thieves had occupied his territory, his manor.

Like a fishbone stuck in his throat!

As for the settlement fee Lopez mentioned.

To hell with the settlement fee!

After his mercenaries died, Lopez immediately called people to take away the weapons and defensive equipment.

Even went as far as to touch the corpses.

Took everything but the bodies were left on his territory.

In other words, not only did he pay more money, but he had to help these people collect the corpses!

In the back, Ford, hearing the roaring of Master Aiden, fearfully backed away.

Trying to temporarily leave the place of turmoil.

However.

The next second.

An icy cold reprimanding voice sounded.

"Ford! Where the hell is Ford? Let him get over here!"

At this voice, Ford’s whole body started trembling violently.

Ford stammered, "Aiden... Master Aiden?"

...

Under the night sky.

The villagers busy all day returned to the village.

A huge bonfire made of logs illuminated the entire open space in front of the village.