The boss swept the white crystal ring on Salin's hand and said, "Master, if you need money in urgent need, you can mortgage the ring on your hand to me. I will pay 20,000 gold coins."

"No need." Salin broke off the diopylate from the ring and threw it to the boss, then took out the two deposit tickets with a denomination of one thousand gold coins. "Just give me the remaining money, find a room, and let my friend change it."

When Shika heard this, he immediately stood up, bent down and picked up the huge wooden box, looking around. The guy held back his laughter and took Shika to change his clothes.

After checking the receipt, the boss asked the guy to give him eight full purse bags containing 400 gold coins.

Salin took the gold coins, threw them into the skin, and asked, "Boss, do you have a map?"

"No, Master Mage, if you go to register a mercenary, the professional union will give you one. The magic map of the whole continent is very practical." The boss saw that Salin was the first time he went out, and he didn't even know this.

Salin blushed and then said calmly: "I have no experience, thank you for your reminder. How to get to the professional union?"

The boss took the paper and pen, drew a simple map, and handed it to Salin. Shika changed into leather armor and walked out. Salin's eyes lit up. Shika, who was wearing leather armor, had less roughness and had a more detailed appearance. If it weren't for the huge stick behind him and the worn-out animal skin bag in his hand, no one would have seen that she was a Caucasian.

The boss sent the two of them respectfully out of the shop, and there was a smile on his lips. The deal was quite large, and the mage actually bought a set of high-end leather armor. But the little mage had no vision and went to buy a Caucasian. You should know that Caucasian women are very strong...

Salin directly found the professional union according to the map drawn by the boss.

The door of the professional union is not at all elegant. It has a slightly larger door. On the lintel, there is a trade union logo, a long sword passing through the wheel. There is not even a guardian at the door. When you walk into the main entrance, you will find a hall with an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. You can't see a pillar.

The crowds in the hall were surging, most of which were concentrated on the right and the left was relatively deserted. Salin looked at the sign indicating and walked towards the deserted side.

On the left side of the hall are single rooms separated by metal plates. On the one side of the hall is huge glass, soundproof, but does not block the view. Seeing Salin coming, a female swordsman came up and asked with a smile: "Do you two, are you going to issue a mission or register a mercenary?"

"I want to consult first." Salin replied with a smile.

"Please follow me." The female swordsman smiled sweetly and led Salin and Shika into a single room.

A table and eight chairs. Salin sat down, and the female swordsman handed him a book, asking Salin to read it first. Shika pushed away the book the female swordsman handed her, shook her head and said, "I can't read."

The female swordsman smiled professionally, gently took back the book and said, "I'm going to make tea, what tea do you want?"

"Whatever, just don't have money." Shika was straightforward. She didn't want to spend money in vain. This leather armor was very expensive, and she didn't know when she could pay it back.

Female swordsmen are used to poor mercenaries. Although Shika has changed into expensive leather armor, she is not a wealthy person in the eyes of female swordsmen. Mercenaries often spend all their money on equipment and have no extra gold coins on hand.

"Sarin." Shika poked Salin's ribs with her crystal fingers.

"Hey..." Salin agreed, feeling a little pain. He didn't look up, and Shika whispered, "Look."

Salin turned his head and looked out through the glass. Following Shika's gaze, he saw the front of the hall. On the front of the hall was a huge magic wall, with dozens of magic screens embedded in the wall, releasing various magic images.

The magic screen on this wall is worth millions of gold coins. If you are brave enough, you will rob here once and you will no longer have to make money.

Salin was not thinking about this. He saw a magical image of himself appearing on a screen. He shuddered. This place had reached the edge of the empire. Could Count Su Fangsuo still influence it?

My image appeared on the magic screen because I was wanted. Fortunately, the image was drawn. Although the technology is very good, the image is different from the current Salin. The image on the magic screen is brown hair, and the eyes are the same. Now Salin's hair has turned black, his eyes have turned blue, and his body has become much stronger. If it weren't for Shika's keenness, he would not have been able to discover the relationship between the magic image and Salin at once.

Salin was a little scared. If Shika hadn't seen this image, he would have had a lot of trouble.

Whether you are a registered mercenary or an adventurer, you need to leave your name and image in the professional union. If you still use the name Salin Metattering, you will probably be discovered soon.

The surname Metattering is so rare that no matter how stupid a person is, he can discover himself through this name.

Salin was very angry and actually chased him from the sea to the border. He crossed the straight line in the wilderness and walked for more than three months, but he still couldn't get rid of the Count's pursuit.

After countless thoughts in his mind, Salin calmed down. It was impossible for Earl Su Fangsuo to give up the hatred of killing his son. The portrait provided by Viscount Guge was from the past, and his appearance changed, which was just a bit similar to this portrait. He owed Ulysses a favor and would have to pay it back if he had the chance in the future.

But the name was about to change for the time being. Salin thought of this and waved to the room. The female swordsman quickly walked into the room with a tray.

"Mist-singing tea, two of you."

The female swordsman pours tea, the tea cup that is a circle larger than gold coins, is exquisite and transparent. It is a green porcelain with no patterns, just like a carved blue jade. A trace of green is placed in the tea cup, exuding a faint fragrance.

"We plan to register a mercenary." Salin changed his mind and wanted to leave images as an adventurer, but could not see more information provided by the professional union. Moreover, the mercenaries are protected by Skochenya's laws, so adventurers are much more dangerous. In the wild, the fight between adventurers has never stopped.

"Are you planning to register for a free mercenary or a mercenary group?" The female swordsman's eyes were big, and the rhythm of his voice seemed to be trained, and it sounded very comfortable and without any sense of oppression.

Salin ignored it. When it comes to appearance, Sika was much better than this female swordsman. He only felt a little throbbing when he saw Sika's naked body. It seemed that after the magic string was formed, Salin's mood became more stable.

This is also normal. A magician who makes his mood fluctuate when he is fine can't be counted on at critical moments. Using magic requires strong mental power to control it. Many low-level magicians have to wander below level three for their entire lives due to insufficient mental power.

"Mercenary Group, well, the smallest."

The female swordsman smiled pursed her lips. She saw that Salin was a newcomer and reminded: "The smallest mercenary group can only recruit 8 people, and cannot take on advanced tasks, so it is not much different from adventurers."

Salin just read the book of the professional system given to him by the female swordsman, and specially selected key chapters. He also knew what the lowest-level mercenary group looked like. He shook his head and said, "I don't have money to pay the deposit."

"Okay." The female swordsman didn't look back and waved, and soon someone gave her a box and placed it on the table.

The box was in duplicate contract, Salin glanced and nodded. He asked, "Where do you pay?"

"Come with me." The female swordsman took Salin and Shika out of the room and came to a small door in the corner of the hall. There was a passage in the door, and there were many small rooms on both sides of the passage. The female swordsman pointed to the small room and said, "Go and leave magic images, then sign the contract and give me the money."

It costs money to register a mercenary group. Each mercenary has to pay a deposit to prevent any accidents in the mission and the losses are not settled. Salin registered a first-level mercenary group, and the registered capital only requires 100 gold coins. Each member of the group paid a deposit of 50 gold coins.

If his 8-man mercenary group is full, he will have to pay a total of 500 gold coins. This is a considerable amount of money and many people cannot afford it. Most mercenary groups are controlled by the leader alone. The poor mercenaries have to sign another contract with the leader because they have no money and have to work hard.

This is not surprising. How could an ordinary person raise a deposit of 50 gold coins? If there are 50 gold coins, most low-level mercenaries would rather go back to their hometown to farm. These 50 gold coins are enough to marry a wife and raise three or two children.

Salin now has only two people. In addition to one hundred registered capital, he only needs to pay a deposit of 100 gold coins, so that he can receive escort tasks worth less than 400 gold coins. Even if his mercenary group is full, he can only receive escort tasks worth less than 1,000 gold coins.

But as the female swordsman said, such a mercenary group is not much different from an adventurer. The escort mission worth 400 gold coins is rewarded with a maximum of 20 gold coins, which usually takes one month to complete. The value of killing a second-level monster is more than such a task. Salin is a magician, and 20 gold coins are of little significance to him.

Moreover, if the war breaks out, these mercenaries will be dispatched by the state, and the low-level mercenary groups will be placed in the most dangerous places and the reward will not be too high.

It was not what Salin valued. He set up a mercenary group, not trying to take on a safe escort task, but he took a fancy to the information services provided by the professional union. Only mercenaries can enjoy this information. The cost of ordinary information is calculated in silver coins, which is very cheap.

He wanted to know what kind of person Count Su Fangsuo was and what kind of power he had. This information was not open to ordinary adventurers.

After recording the magical image, after waiting less than ten minutes, the female swordsman sent a new contract, which already had magical images of Salin and Shika. Shika could not write, so Salin signed the contract for her.
Chapter completed!